Silent Reading Chapter 101: Verkhovinski (November)

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"Xia Xiaonan? I took a look at her just now, but I haven't woken up yet." The detective who was in charge of staring at the hospital had just finished eating and walked to the inpatient department without hurries, "What's the matter, boss? God, will you ask when the child is in good spirits?"

There was a sharp car whistle on the phone, and Luo Wenzhou said quickly: "Xia Xiaonan is not an eyewitness, she is one of the suspects, watch me!"

"Ah? Who? You said Xia Xiaonan is..."

The voice of the detective who opened the door of the ward stopped abruptly.

Luo Wenzhou's heart sank.

"Boss, Xia Xiaonan is gone!"

Luo Wenzhou stepped on the accelerator.

"Xia Xiaonan is a native of this city. Her father's name is Xia Fei. He has lung cancer. He has never been able to go out to find a decent job. In the past, she used to show people the small shop to do odd jobs. , I was probably a little depressed, I couldn't think about it for a while, and jumped to his death." Fei Du turned on the phone and turned on the hands-free, Tao Ran's voice came through the signal, "This girl has basically been evaluated as'sensible' and'introverted' since she was a child. , Her academic performance has always been very stable. She is the kind of girl who has to go to school with illness and wear school uniforms on vacation. For this kind of child, studying and going to a good university are the only way to change their destiny."

"Does her family have anything to do with Lu Guosheng in the 327 case?"

"No, it's just ordinary people. Apart from the miserable family, there is nothing special about their family. Neither grandparents have been to Lianhua Mountain for three generations, nor even relatives over there. I can't think of how she met Lu Guosheng. Yes, I can't think of any deep hatred between her and Feng Bin, as for killing people and dismembering their bodies."

Luo Wenzhou finished dispatching troops, hung up the phone on the other end, and turned to Fei Du: "You mentioned'campus violence'. Is it possible that Feng Bin bullied her, so she tried to retaliate?"

"Have you done a handwriting test on Feng Bin's letter? If it can be confirmed that the letter was written by him, it should not be. The letter is not in an offensive tone." Fei Du said, "Besides Xia Xiaonan is not Is it a little dysfunctional? If it's pretending, the acting is too good."

Fei Du may be the boss who is used to it. He has a deep understanding of what sentence patterns he likes when he is a boss. He rarely puts forward some messy possibilities to disturb the thinking of others. There are conclusions and no conclusions, and the process of speculation can also be used. It's very happy to say it all.

Luo Wenzhou glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and said to Tao Ran: "Contact their head teacher, and the few students who have run away, and ask for permission from their guardians to talk to each other-we will be at the hospital right away." /

"Well," Tao Ran replied, then his tone hesitated a little, and then asked Fei Du, "What is an offensive tone?"

Fei Du's body language was very relaxed and leaning against the co-pilot, the lights passing by along the way swept across his face brightly or darkly, and the uncovered aroma of chestnuts drew on the fleece. In the densely entangled fibers on the coat.

"Even if the perpetrators grew up, learned to be'political correct,' and began to worry about their children being bullied, they followed the mainstream opinions of society to denounce'school violence', but when they recalled what they did when they were a teenager In the end, there will still be a sense of ostentation between the lines. Because subconsciously, this is not considered as a harm, but an achievement-the so-called school violence, in the final analysis, is the order of power within the group."

Unless the situation is exactly the same one day.

"But the teachers and parents were there just now, and they were in the Public Security Bureau," Tao Ran said, "If you are really bullied, why don't those children tell us?"

Fei Du laughed: "Brother Tao Ran, a closed boarding school can become a kind of ecological environment on its own. It has formed its own rules and'laws'. The natural laws you think can be said in the eyes of others. It may be unbelievable-for example, you told the ancients two thousand years ago that we actually live on a ball, will anyone believe you?"

Luo Wenzhou hit the steering wheel. At this time, the hospital was already in front of him.

Previously, they thought Xia Xiaonan was a surviving witness, and they didn't send too many people to stare at her, but they were afraid that she was not taken care of, so they left someone to accompany her in the hospital. A group of people from the city bureau arrived one after another at this meeting, and police cars blocked the already crowded parking lot even more.

"Her grandfather accompanied her, so I went out for dinner," the detective who was ordered to stare at the hospital looked annoyed. "The middle-aged old man went to the toilet. He was not very convenient. It took about ten minutes. , She ran away from here."

In order to allow the patients to have a place to move, the inpatient department deliberately opened a small garden, which is closed. The monitoring of the corridor showed that Xia Xiaonan slipped out of the ward quietly. She walked through the small garden and walked through the stone wall. Turned over, nowhere to go.

Xia Xiaonan’s grandfather sweated his forehead, tremblingly holding the wheelchair, his mouth chattering about what he was talking about, seeing that no one could understand, he was so anxious that he screamed like a low man who had strayed into the world. Waiting for the monster is ugly and helpless.

A detective was about to step forward and was stopped by Luo Wenzhou: "Wait, don't tell him first."

He walked to the old man. The old man broke away from the wheelchair and staggered towards him. He screamed for a long talk. Seeing that Luo Wenzhou didn't answer, he finally realized that he was half dumb. People didn't understand what he was saying, so he grabbed Luo Wenzhou's clothes corner blankly, shut his mouth at a loss, and shed tears.

Luo Wenzhou patted his hand: "Uncle, where does Xiaonan go except for school?"

The old man moved his stiff tongue and dragged a long sound from his throat: "...home."

"Just go home? Does she never go out to play? Do you have friends who often visit?"

Hearing this, the old man suddenly felt grief. He grinned open his short-toothed mouth without warning, and started howling.

The coldest frost of the year quietly fell, covering the longest night of the year.

It looks like a little snow is falling.

Luo Wenzhou led Xia Xiaonan’s grandfather back home, by the way, with the consent of the old man, he entered Xia Xiaonan’s room-it was said to be a room, but in fact it was only a small area separated out, just enough to fit the next. A bed without a door. A curtain hangs down to cover it. The "bedside table" is an old abandoned sewing machine with a cheap pink plastic pen across it. It is the only thing with a girlish color in the whole room. Excessive cupboards, one of the few old clothes she had lay on the head of the bed, covered with a white cloth sheet, under the bed was full of books, most of which were textbooks and exercise books, even the ones she had used in elementary school Throw.

Fei Du bent down, picked up a workbook and flipped through it. Seeing that all the blank spaces above were filled with notes, the handwriting was beautiful and clean, and some parts could not be written, and even a small note was pasted on it. On the first floor, an exercise book of about two hundred pages was made as thick as a modern Chinese dictionary by her.

He scanned Xia Xiaonan’s notes at a glance and ten lines, and he could clearly feel that the child’s logic was not very clear. She had to do a lot of analytical notes for a slightly more difficult topic. It can be seen that the aptitude is quite average and long-term Stable and excellent results are the result of time and energy.

Luo Wenzhou: "How is it?"

"Tao Ran was right." Fei Du closed the exercise book. "This is a girl who goes to school with illness and wears school uniforms during vacations. If Feng Bin is killed and has something to do with her, it is likely to be coerced. Of."

"If she was coerced, where would she go now? She is not at home, not in the hospital, and I have been looking at someone at school, but there is no movement for the time being. This Xia Xiaonan usually has no friends to talk to ......" Luo Wenzhou said, "Is it possible for her to find the person who threatened her?"

"Why did you find it, do you settle accounts with him? Do you want to beat that person or arrest him?" Fei Du gave him a helpless look. "Brother, if she thinks like you, she would be domineering. It’s school, who would dare to intimidate her?"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Fei Du’s tongue may have been refined. When he didn’t deal with him before, even if he agreed with his opinion, he also agreed with cynicism. Now Mao Shun is here, even if his opinions differ, he can refute the whole body. Comfortable.

Luo Wenzhou's tone softened involuntarily: "Then where else can she go?"

Fei Du did not reply immediately. He looked around in Xia Xiaonan’s snail-shell hut for a while, and found that there was a stain on the tablecloth on the bedside broken sewing machine, like a trace that someone often rubbed with his hands for many years. Fei Du Pressing on the stain, lifted a corner of the tablecloth-it happened to be the place where the sewing box was placed.

There is a small five-inch photo frame in the sewing box. Inside is a family portrait from the past. The background paper of the frame reads: "For my daughter Xiaonan". The handwriting looks more mature, but the font is similar to Xia Xiaonan. The characters are a bit like.

"It's...it's ooh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) them.

At this time, the photo slides down from the opened frame, and there is a letter behind it. It is a suicide note from Xia Xiaonan's mother before her mother committed suicide.

Fei Du slowly raised his head: "Tao Ran said that her mother jumped to death, where did she jump from?"

Luo Wenzhou was shocked.

The sirens whizzed past, leaving a red and blue afterimage on the winding road.

"Xia Xiaonan’s mother was named Sun Jing. She was a school worker in a junior high school during her lifetime. She jumped from the administrative building of the school. The address has been sent to you," Tao Ran said quickly. In place!"

"Forty-third Middle School," Fei Du flipped through the car and looked at the brief explanation sent by Tao Ran, "Xia Xiaonan’s alma mater, when her mother jumped off the building, Xia Xiaonan was taking a self-study class—you can see them from the administrative building. In the classroom, she might want to take a look at her daughter for the last time."

"Her mother was relieved herself. She left her family and jumped off the building in front of her children. Wouldn't Xia Xiaonan resent her? Why do you think she might follow along?"

"This is normal. A person will often become what he hates the most," Fei Du shrugged. "The more taboo, the more attractive when desperate, for example..."

He didn't finish speaking, Luo Wenzhou suddenly grabbed his hand.