Chapter 18 first quarter

June is a season of blooming flowers, and it seems that the faint fragrance of flowers can be smelled everywhere in the air.The shade supported by acacias and poplars on both sides of the street blocks the overwhelming heat of the sun.Occasionally, when a gust of wind blows, the cloud-like pagoda trees on the tree will lightly fall down, often giving people the illusion of sporadic light snowfall. At nine o'clock in the morning, I drove around the main road of the Third Ring Road, which would be congested for 20 hours a day, and stopped in front of "forget it coffee".The coffee bar officially opened at 9:30. At this time, the waiters were busy cleaning up the hall and grooming.The first batch of dim sum in the kitchen has been baked, smelling hot.I turned around, everything was normal, and I was about to go upstairs contentedly, but was stopped by Yuan Yuan, the foreman on the first floor.

"Sister, when you come to the store, you have to pass by the University of Technology, right?" She asked mysteriously in my ear, and Wang Fang and Shen Chen, who were setting up tables at the side, also came over. "I didn't go around the Gongda line today, but took the third ring road. Alas, I was so annoying. I wanted to save some gas, but it was blocked for an hour." I asked, "What's wrong with Gongda?" If people understand this, there will definitely be no good things.Alas, my clerk, like me, is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. "You still don't know?" Yuan Yuan's eyes widened. "A professor of the University of Technology was killed!"

"Really?" I was dubious. "Of course it's true." Seeing that I doubted the authenticity of the news, she became a little anxious, "I always take a shortcut to work and cross the campus of the University of Technology. When I passed by their orange professor's apartment today, I saw the downstairs There are several police cars parked, Brother Qin is directing his subordinates to seal off the scene. According to the onlookers, a professor has been killed!" "Oh, Qin Siwei is also here, it must be an important case." I understood, they held me because they thought I knew the inside information about the murder case.It can be said that "murder lasts forever, gossip spreads forever".

"You didn't see it, so how do you know it was murder?" I deliberately teased them, "Maybe it was suicide. I heard that senior intellectuals are under a lot of pressure and are prone to depression." "Ah, depression! Really? Suicide?" The little girls suddenly became more energetic. "Okay, the guests are coming soon." I made a stern face, turned around and went up to the second floor, leaving the three of them downstairs arguing quietly. At the beginning of the month, I asked someone to briefly renovate the second floor of the coffee bar. I used bamboo curtains to surround several relatively independent spaces near the windows, and placed sofas and coffee tables.This small modification is very popular with couples and business people.Every night, many people come here to grab the sofa.

I certainly didn't miss any opportunity to enjoy it, and reserved the innermost "single room" as my "office".Pull up the curtain, and you can have a panoramic view of everything in the hall; lower the curtain, you can read a book quietly, drink coffee, or chat with a few friends. These two days have suddenly been surprisingly hot. Although the air conditioner in the room is fully turned on, you can still feel the heat wave outside through the glass windows.I made myself a cup of sour plum soup, turned on my laptop, and started to organize the photos from my trip to Hainan last month.The level of Qin Siwei's photography is really not flattering. One-third of the photos are overexposed, so I have to adjust them one by one.

Time passed so quietly.When I was concentrating on adjusting the color of a photo, a slit was gently raised on the bamboo curtain, and Qin Siwei slipped in like a loach. "Wow, it's so hot outside. I'm soaked." He wiped the sweat from his neck with his hands. "What happened to Gongda?" I pushed the sour plum soup, which hadn't moved much, in front of him. "Ah? How did you know something happened to the University of Technology!" He was taken aback, "I told them to keep the news tightly sealed!" "What are you calling?" I told him what Yuan Yuan saw at the University of Technology.

"Oh, I was shocked." Qin Siwei heaved a sigh of relief, "A professor of the School of Economics of the University of Technology was killed. The director called for me to supervise it personally. I have been busy since early in the morning." "Director, please, it seems that this professor is very famous?" "My name is Wei Pingqing, the dean of the Department of Applied Economics of the School of Economics, and I was just selected as a doctoral supervisor last year." Qin Siwei said, "Wei Pingqing only turned 35 at the end of last year, and the title of academic leader and the like is a big one. Heaps. Moreover, it is said that he is the youngest doctoral supervisor in the history of the University of Technology. It is not easy for a farm boy who grew up in a valley in Hunan to be like this.”

"Oh, young talent." I became interested in this Wei Pingqing, "Are you sure you didn't commit suicide?" "The autopsy results haven't come out yet, but it's basically confirmed that it was a homicide." Qin Siwei said, "The body was discovered this morning. At six o'clock in the morning, when the cleaners were cleaning the corridor, they found the security door of Wei Pingqing's house open. Lying bloody on the floor of the living room, I quickly called the police. The preliminary judgment is that the time of death was between ten o'clock last night and one o'clock this morning."

"It's not a house robbery, is it?" Qin Siwei drank the sour plum soup and shook his head with a satisfied expression: "Wei Pingqing's wallet is on the coffee table, and the cash and bank cards are in it. His brother works as an administrator in the postgraduate dormitory of the University of Technology, and he has arrived in the morning. Wei Pingqing's belongings have been counted at the scene, and judging from the current situation, no items are missing." "Looking at it this way, isn't it killing money for money?" "Definitely not. However, I talked with the dean and secretary of the School of Economics just now, and they all insisted that Wei Pingqing is usually very popular and has no enemies, so it must be an outside gangster who committed the crime. What's more interesting is that several department heads also That being said, it looks like the lines have been strung in advance.”

"But why would they do that?" I wondered. "I don't know what they mean." Qin Siwei said, "And I proposed to talk to some teachers in the college who have a good relationship with Wei Pingqing and the graduate students he brought, but Dean Hu said that the teachers were all in class, and the students We all went out to investigate, let us come back in the afternoon. It's really unreasonable!" "It seems that there must be stories that they don't want you to know, so set aside time to give the teachers and graduate students a password." "Hmph, they really think I'm a fool." Qin Siwei pouted, "Leaving him as a butcher, I still have to eat hairy meat?"

"If they agree to keep silent, even if you ask, it will be useless." Qin Siwei raised his eyebrows and laughed dryly: "Did you forget where the school is?" "What...where?" I didn't understand what he was proud of. "A place where angry youth gather!" He laughed. "As soon as I came out of the office building of the School of Economics, someone came up to report the situation, and mysteriously asked me to keep it quiet and find a quiet place outside the school. .” "I said, why didn't you go back to the bureau to handle the case, and came to my place, so you had an appointment with the informer." I started to clear the things on the table, "Okay, when will your informant arrive? I'll make room for you." "Where are you going?" He pushed me on the sofa, "Let's listen together. This Teacher Qiu may bring us a big surprise." More than half an hour later, the legendary Mr. Qiu finally appeared.He looked about forty-seven or eighty-eight years old, with a thin build, wearing a pair of huge frame glasses that didn't match his face shape, his gray hair at the temples was messy, and the top of his head was completely bald, shiny in the sun.As soon as he came in, he first looked at me nervously, then hesitated for a while looking left and right, finally sat down, and handed me and Qin Siwei each a business card. The front of the business card reads: Qiu Bin, professor, supervisor of postgraduate students.The back is full of titles such as secretary-general of a certain society, honorary director of a certain association, special planner of a certain column of a TV station, special editor and reviewer of a certain core journal, etc.I was in a fog, not knowing who he was. Qin Siwei called the waiter, ordered a pinch of chilled grape juice, a plate of pistachios, and a plate of plums, and then quickly got to the point: "Mr. Qiu, you said that you want to reflect on the case of Wei Pingqing's murder. I don't know where it is from." situation?" "What did Dean Hu and Secretary Sun tell you?" Qiu Bin asked back, and before Qin Siwei could answer, he said to himself, "They must say that Wei Pingqing is the number one gentleman in Tianzi, and it is impossible to be with anyone People make enemies. So, the murderer must not be an acquaintance, right?" "I still want to hear your opinion." Qin Siwei neither admitted nor denied it. "You want to ask my opinion?" Qiu Bin's eyes were full of contempt, "If I were to sum up Wei Pingqing in one word, I would say he is a jerk! Bastard!" Qin Siwei and I looked at each other. "What? Don't you believe it?" The contempt on Qiu Bin's face became more obvious, "It's no wonder you don't believe it. Doctorate, professor title, and doctoral supervisor qualifications can be regarded as the pinnacle at his age, so the dean will respect him on weekdays. He's three. Yes, he's talented, but even so, he's an asshole. It's just that he's a talented asshole." Qin Siwei and I continued to look at each other.As expected of a professor, he can speak out his complaints, and there is almost no room for us to comment. He paused and continued: "Nowadays degrees are awarded only by grades and papers, and professional titles are only judged by monographs and scientific research. Hmph, 'be a man before doing something', no one has taken this sentence seriously for a long time! Wei Pingqing It is a good example. It used to be seniority first, but now it is education first, hum, this is the employment mechanism of colleges and universities.” "Teacher Qiu, we mainly want to know who Wei Pingqing has had conflicts with." Qin Siwei finally couldn't help interrupting his indiscriminate bombardment. "Wei Pingqing..." Qiu Bin remained silent for a few seconds, "As far as I know, a group of young professors with similar qualifications in the college are all worried about him. Otherwise, there would be no such anonymous letter." !" "Anonymous... letter?" Qin Siwei said word by word, his face clouded with suspicion, "What anonymous letter?" "Oh? Don't you guys know about the anonymous letter?" Qiu Bin was overjoyed, "I knew that Dean Hu and the others were locked in the office all morning, muttering, they must be doing something tricky!" The waiter brought drinks and dried fruit. Qiu Bin drank a few sips of the juice and began to tell stories vividly: "The day before yesterday, every teacher in our college, including the secretary and dean, received an anonymous email. The email said, Of the 20 academic papers published by Wei Pingqing in the last three years, twelve of them translated the works of foreign scholars word for word, and then published them under his own name, which is blatant plagiarism. The email also attached The electronic full texts of the original versions of these twelve papers, as well as the time and issue number, page number and author published in foreign journals, as well as the electronic full texts of the papers published by Wei Pingqing. It is clear at a glance! I counted, and there are five The title of the thesis hasn’t even been changed.” "Is it conclusive evidence?" "One hundred percent sure." Qiu Bin sighed, "Professor Wei Da is really smart enough to only plagiarize papers published by foreign scholars in foreign language journals. Moreover, among the twelve papers, nine of them are original texts. It is in French. Nowadays, domestic scholars often read many English journals, but few can read French journals. He just wants to take advantage of this loophole and take other people's achievements as his own." "When something like this happened, how does the academy plan to deal with it?" I asked. "This kind of thing, of course, won't just be left alone." Qiu Bin pouted, "That morning, the leaders of the school had a meeting all morning. In the afternoon, the dean and the secretary were called to the principal , When I came back, my face was very ugly. I heard that the principal's office and discipline inspection also received the same anonymous email. The school leaders were very angry and asked the School of Economics to find out the situation and report it. They threatened to deal with it seriously. But what is interesting is that the school has not had time Put forward a handling suggestion, and Wei Pingqing will die." "The day before yesterday...anonymous letter." Qin Siwei hurriedly took notes in his notebook. "Teacher Qiu, regarding that anonymous letter, do you really not know who sent it?" I asked Qiu Bin, "There is always someone to suspect, right? For example, someone who usually has a bad relationship with Wei Pingqing." "You're right." Qiu Bin smiled like a peony flower that has bloomed for half a year. "In fact, everyone knows that it must be a teacher in the college, otherwise there is no need to hide their heads and show their tails. Those in the School of Economics who can understand French There are not many people, counting Wei Pingqing, there are only two or three. These few people... It is not possible to say that they have enmity with him, but the relationship is really not very good. Especially Fan Rong, he used to be with Wei Pingqing It's a close buddy, a brother from the same school. But last year, the two had a complete falling out, and Fan Rong even said that he would never let Wei Pingqing go." "Why?" Qin Siwei put down the pen in his hand. "It's like this. At the end of last year, there was a place for a doctoral supervisor in the college, and many people applied. But we all know that the final candidate can only be one of Fan Rong and Wei Pingqing. Both of them are students of Dean Hu. They are also well-known young experts. Fan Rong was a professor in 2004, and Wei Pingqing was just a professor in 2007. It stands to reason that Fan Rong has a better chance. However, Wei Pingqing suddenly won Two papers were published, one was published by him in June 2008, and the other was published by Fan Rong in September 2008, and the title and content of the two papers are exactly the same!" "That is to say, Fan Rong plagiarized Wei Pingqing's article?" I thought it was incredible.It is said that rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests. This Fan Rong is also a professor after all. How could he make such a low-level mistake? Qiu Bin seemed to see through my thoughts, "Hehe" laughed twice: "Everyone knows that there must be something wrong here. Fan Rong is not a fool, how could he plagiarize his colleagues' articles verbatim? In front of my eyes, so what if I don’t believe it?” "How did Fan Rong explain it?" "Fan Rong said that Wei Pingqing stole his original work, isn't it interesting? But his article was published three months earlier than him. The final result is that Wei Pingqing was evaluated as a doctoral supervisor, and Fan Rong was fined to stop recruiting for a master's degree for one year. Just because of this, Fan Rong hated Wei Pingqing to death." "You suspect that he wrote the anonymous letter?" Qin Siwei said. "I didn't say that." Qiu Bin said cunningly, "You should ask Fan Rong. He and Wei Pingqing are neighbors, how could they not know anything?" He especially emphasized the word "neighbor" to imply The meaning is obvious. Qin Siwei just nodded slightly: "Well, we will ask." Qiu Bin was obviously disappointed by Qin Siwei's reaction. He licked his lips and said, "Think about it, why did the leaders of the academy deliberately conceal such an important matter as the anonymous letter?" "Family ugliness should not be publicized." I said, "Recently, public opinion has been very concerned about academic fraud. If this matter is spread, it will be very embarrassing for the University of Technology, not to mention the School of Economics." "This is just one of the reasons. More importantly, they want to ensure that Fan Rong is not implicated. Leaving aside his relationship with the dean, Wei Pingqing is dead, and Fan Rong is the only person who can take his place. It's that simple An account, can they not figure it out?" Qin Siwei tore off a sticky note, wrote a few hastily and handed it to Qiu Bin: "Can you forward a copy of the anonymous letter to me?" Qiu Bin took the note, nodded slightly pretending to be deep, said that he still had something to do, then got up to leave, and insisted that we would not send him out. Qin Siwei watched Qiu Bin's slim back disappear across the street through the glass window, and asked me thoughtfully, "What do you think of the situation he said?" "You can tell at a glance that he has been squeezed out by Wei Pingqing's group of highly educated young professors in recent years, and his psychology is very unbalanced." But regarding the anonymous letter, I don’t think he lied, and there’s no need to lie.” Qin Siwei nodded: "It seems that we need to visit Professor Fan."