Chapter 16 third quarter

So I immediately asked: "Who is Shouzhu?" But Xiaoping immediately gave me a big white eye to show her contempt for my narrow knowledge, and then told me: Shouzhu is a poet, his articles are full of philosophy, and finally found a book published in this city. Show me poetry journals. Of course, I am not interested in the philosophy in the poem, so I continued to ask without reading: "Do you know where this Shouzhu is from?" This time Xiaoping gave me a disappointing answer: "have no idea." But although Xiaoping doesn't know, I think it's not difficult to find out, there are magazines there!The facts were as I expected, I went to the magazine office to ask, and I immediately found out everything. Shouzhu's real name is very popular, Li Jianguo, and he is a Chinese teacher in No. 27 Middle School in this city. A large number of poems and prose are designed to be learned and appreciated by the most intelligent people in the world or the intelligent people who have evolved again in five hundred years, which are incomprehensible to ordinary people.But the editor told me that since young women are God's favorite and are smarter than men, they are the only ones who can understand in this world.

"Is it true that many female readers adore him?" I asked bluntly. "Oh," the editor corrected me, "not a lot, but a lot." "Then is he arrogant? What's his attitude towards his admirers?" "No, it's not always arrogant. We forward all the letters from readers to him, and I heard that he always try his best to return them." Speaking of this, the editor suddenly had an ambiguous smile on his face, and finally added meaningfully, "And , said - very good at getting along with certain readers -." Immediately, I went to the school where Shouzhu worked.

When I arrived at the school, I went to the communication room to do basic research. The communication room master Wang told me that he was very responsible. All the letters of Shouzhu were sent directly to the dormitory of his school. Shouzhu lived in the school and was the last one on campus. One of a row of bungalows in a small courtyard.But when Master Guo was on duty for three days at the end of the month, Shouzhu probably picked it up by himself, and sometimes someone else picked it up on his behalf.I asked him if he had any impression of a letter from No. 8 Middle School named Xiaoxia, and he said he had no impression.

I came to find Shouzhu under the pressure of disappointment. Shouzhu—that is, Li Jianguo—is a tall and fat man in his thirties.If I were him, I would definitely give myself a pseudonym like "Luo Hansong" or "Lu Zhishen". In addition to his dirty and long hair reflecting his poetry, there are also arrogant and cynical expressions as auxiliary explanations. However, after knowing my identity as a policeman, he immediately became extremely kind and reasonable. I am very happy that he is a person who can properly arrange his emotions, and I believe that the next conversation will not be difficult.

After I explained the purpose of my visit, he flatly stated that he didn't know Xiaoxia at all, and no strange female middle school students had approached him so far.I looked around his hut and saw letters from readers piled up on the bottom of the bookshelf. "Are these letters from readers?" I asked him. He nodded slightly with a look of smugness masked in disdain. I asked again, "Have you read all these letters?" "No, I usually choose to read and reply to letters." He said, then lit a cigarette, spit a mouthful of sticky phlegm on the ground, and then observed my expression and told me that he likes a mature body, a simple mind, and courageous actions girl.The so-called daring to act is to go to bed and not find anything later.

For middle school students, he emphasized that he would not reply even if he read it, because he was a middle school teacher, and seeing a group of disheveled and chattering girls all day was annoying to death.I kind of take him at his word, because three different buxom, devoted twenty-something girls approached him during our conversation, which partly speaks to his aesthetic preferences. "I want to see the letters." Finally, I demanded. "No problem, no problem." Shouzhu agreed repeatedly, and at the same time said enthusiastically, "Give you a stool, and I'll pour you a glass of water, take a look."

So I sat down and looked through slowly, hoping to find Xiaoxia's. Shouzhu is indeed a celebrity in the industry, and while I was reading the letter, two young men came to chat with him.Of course, this is my statement. They themselves think that they are exploring the meaning of life and the universe.You may not understand this, but at that time, many people's hobbies were still to visit the door without saying hello, and then talk about some big and empty topics. They were obviously familiar with each other, and they talked about everything about astronomy and geography. When they saw me going through the letters, they asked Shouzhu what I did.Shouzhu told them that when I added Xiaoxia's name, I suddenly found one of them with round head, round eyes, round nose and round mouth, who looked a bit like a cute little pig, with a flash of panic in his eyes.

My heart moved, but I didn't say anything right away. Probably because of my presence, they quickly took their leave. The search of the letter was fruitless, and there was no letter from Xiaoxia in it. I asked Shouzhu about the situation of the two young men.He told me that they were literary youths and had a strong relationship.The pig-faced guy’s surname is Zhu, and they often come to chat with him. Since Shouzhu deliberately built his place as a "free paradise", they can freely enter and leave his room. Sometimes he goes to class, and they stay in the hut by themselves. often happens.

Seeing that I was very interested, he immediately enthusiastically provided me with Xiao Zhu's home address, favorite places, and work units, and vaguely hinted to me that since he didn't have a girlfriend, Xiao Zhu's already mature body Driving himself into a mild psychopath, it is very likely that the target will turn to the girl. He loved friends more than justice, so he had to tell me these things. I praised him for distinguishing right from wrong, and then asked him the last key question, what was he doing on the night of June 15, the day Xiaoxia disappeared. Fortunately, being a celebrity, life has to be arranged, so he can easily check it from the book. That night he received a female literature lover from a textile factory, and they chatted late into the night.

I went to Xiaozhu's house immediately. Afterwards, I thought it was the smartest move I made. I grasped the crux of the case and obtained the most important evidence. If Xiao Zhu destroyed the letter, I would really have no way to start. After rushing to Xiao Zhu's house, because he was in plain clothes, his family was very enthusiastic at first, leading me to his room and saying that he had just come back.As soon as I entered, I saw him sitting on the bed preoccupied. When he saw me coming in, he jumped up in panic, but he quickly managed to calm down. He denied my sharp questioning and put on a naive face.

I thought about it, and started searching his room with my eyes on purpose, looking around, looking around, and then observed his reaction from the corner of my eye. His reaction was relatively calm, and then I went outside to do the same, and he I became nervous, and my eyes looked at the dustpan unconsciously. I rushed over and found a letter that had been torn in half amidst his wailing. Ha, you can guess it without me saying it. In No. 27 Middle School, Mr. Shouzhu received it, and it was signed by Zhao Xia, Class 3 (5), Class No. 8, City No. 8 Middle School. The postmark showed that it was dated May 30, a letter half a month before Xiaoxia's disappearance. Xiao Zhu sat down on the ground and said it was taken from Shouzhu. "What about the rest?" I asked. "No more, just this one." Xiao Zhu swore. "Really? Then why did you only take this one? He has so many letters." He kept his mouth shut and said that he had stolen more than one letter, but this was the only letter from Xiaoxia. The reason why he stole this letter was because this letter met his appreciation requirements, and his appreciation standard was "bold, Wild and flavorful." This letter is indeed so, and the contents of the letter are indeed shocking, at least twenty years ago.But it can still be seen that this is a letter from a middle school student, so to speak-according to the popular saying, "it is the kind that is lured by pornographic books and periodicals".Curious, eager to try but not yet adept at taking the initiative.Moreover, what annoyed me was that some of the repeated passionate and ambiguous sentences in the letter were obviously learned from the other party's last letter and then paraphrased. There were many words such as "what did you say in your last letter" and so on.Moreover, Xiaoxia was obviously intoxicated and valued the connection between them, saying in the letter that "she treasured the fifteen letters between them and tied them with a beloved red ribbon". "What about the other letters?" I pressed Xiao Zhu. "No, there are no other letters," he firmly denied. Without further ado, I brought Xiao Zhu, who was begging all the way, to the bureau.