Chapter 38 Chapter Thirty-eight

If there is no shadow of murder, Zhou Yulou's trip to Shanghai will undoubtedly be very successful.His reputation in the industry is indeed extraordinary.In several meetings, the chairman invited him to speak and talked about some cutting-edge topics, and everyone was eager to hear his views.In fact, many of his speeches were not prepared by him in advance, but his extraordinary vision and conversation still made the conference hall often burst into applause. However, a looming woman made him a little uneasy. The woman's whereabouts and identity are a bit strange.The first time Zhou Yulou saw her was at a luncheon.At that time, he was picking up vegetables by the buffet table, when he looked up by chance, he saw the woman.The woman was nearly forty years old and was standing by the door of the restaurant looking at him.Seeing that Zhou Yulou found herself, she froze for a moment, then quickly turned around and walked out of the restaurant.At that time, Zhou Yulou didn't pay much attention to it.But two days later, when he visited the Bund under the arrangement of the organizing committee and saw that woman again, he began to feel a little uneasy.He didn't know if the woman was following him intentionally, and if he didn't find out, would she continue to follow.

During the meeting the next day, Zhou Yulou finally confirmed that the woman was definitely not a member of the meeting.He carefully identified everyone in the venue, women were not among them. Fortunately, the woman disappeared after the Bund, and Zhou Yulou never thought of her again.He has far more important things to think about than that.In fact, during his stay in Shanghai, as bright as he was in the eyes of outsiders, he was as embarrassed as he was inside.He wanted to know how far the case had progressed, but he couldn't ask Xie Lan, let alone provoke Huang Dasheng, and he couldn't ask anyone in the school.God knows what day they will say to Han Jian, "Teacher Zhou seems to be very enthusiastic about this matter..." By the way, there is also that Han Jian!Zhou Yulou thought, this is probably called Yuanjialu Narrow.Why did he come to handle this case?What are the chances of slipping away from the same person twice in a row?Maybe God sent the police this time just to make him feel ashamed.

Zhou Yulou and Jiang Dan got some scattered news through several phone calls: Xie Lan stopped all the wheels of the Conservatory of Music, and everyone was concentrating on strengthening ideological education.The older sister of the dead girl pestered the school management for an explanation, and the school was very tired of coping.Of course, there are some other things that he doesn’t need to tell him. For example, the girl died naked, and the murder weapon has not been found. His temple was leaked... Zhou Yulou was most comforted by the news about Zhao Mengdong.Jiang Dan told him that Zhao Mengdong had nothing to do with this case, and that he and his younger brother had never been in touch with each other.

Fortunately, no one ever said that a paper was found at the murder scene. During a certain call, Zhou Yulou carefully asked Jiang Dan a few questions. "Did anyone visit me at home these days?" "No." "In the case of the school, do the police have any targets now?" "have no idea." "Did the police reveal anything special was found at Bai Xiaoxi's house?" When he asked this question, his heart almost jumped out.And Jiang Dan's following words made his heart jump out! Jiang Dan asked him back: "Who is Bai Xiaoxi?" "It's just... a dead girl."

"How do you know her name is Bai Xiaoxi? I ​​never told you." "Also... uh, you need to tell me? Director Sun of the Acting Department and I are buddies. He called me and told me a long time ago. A few days ago, I have been helping their department with the school celebration program. Bai Xiaoxi is one of the actors. She I was the first to know about the death from Director Sun." This is a complete lie, because up to now, no one has mentioned the name "Bai Xiaoxi" to him. He no longer asks random questions. Zhou Yulou started to work the next day after returning to Xinjiang from Shanghai.At that time, the whole school's special study had not yet ended, and there was no laughter and joy in the baroque courtyard, only the sound of preaching and countless drooping heads under the podium.

When Zhou Yulou walked into the school gate that morning, the secretary of the party committee, Xie Lan and Wang Yue were seeing Bai Na out.A few days ago, Bai Na had the stance of setting up a bunk in the dean's room, but after patient persuasion, she finally eased up a lot now.She hasn't dared to tell her parents in her hometown the news of her sister's death, and she has to stay in Xinjiang in order to cooperate with the police investigation.In a foreign land, all the pain has to be carried by one person, one can imagine the feeling. This was the second time Zhou Yulou saw Bai Na.When their eyes met, Bai Na took a deep look at him.Bai Na's tears were still wet, they were shining brightly under the sunlight, those eyes Zhou Yulou would never forget in his life.

Zhou Yulou greeted them and went straight to the vocal department office.There was no one in the office, and all the teachers went to the front line of special learning, and even the department officer Lao Chen was arranged by Feng Tai for courses. Zhou Yulou sat down and lit a cigarette. In fact, it was just an unconscious action, because he neither needed to take nor put anything.It's like a person who has been away from home for too long, and when he gets home, he naturally wants to look around, so he opens the drawer.At this time, he saw a kraft envelope in the drawer, and the words "Received by Zhou Yulou" were printed on the white paper on it.No address, name, stamp and postmark.He opened the envelope, flattened a piece of A4 paper folded in four inside, and saw a few large black characters on it:

I know you killed them... Like a spark falling into a gasoline barrel, Zhou Yulou was on fire in an instant!In a state of burning, he turned the A4 paper to the back... nothing; he looked at the envelope inside and out... nothing; he rummaged through the drawers... nothing... everything was as before, Nothing changes, just that line. He turned his eyes to the line of words again, as if he was worried that he might read it wrong, stared at it, read each word, and finally read it out loud—— i know you killed them He grabbed it viciously, and ravaged it in his hands frantically, tearing every fiber of it!There was a strange sound from his mouth, and murderous intent erupted from his whole body, like a patient out of control... Then, he buried his head deep in his arms, closed his eyes, and panted tremblingly until Old Chen opened his mouth in a panic.

"Director Zhou, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Yulou raised his head and saw Old Chen standing beside him.He didn't know at all when Lao Chen entered the room, he said softly: "It's okay, my stomach hurts, it's much better." "Is it okay? Do you want to go to the hospital..." "No need, what's the matter?" He saw Lao Chen holding a large stack of documents. "The study materials just issued by the Propaganda Department just happen to be for you." Lao Chen put the materials on his desk, and seeing that he was still trembling faintly, he couldn't help persuading him, "Director Zhou, I'd better take you to the hospital." Let's take a look." Zhou Yulou shook his head, picked up the materials, and pretended to flip through them to push Lao Chen away.Lao Chen walked away anxiously, and when he reached the door, Zhou Yulou stopped him.

"Wait a minute... I'm not here these days, has anyone come to see me?" Old Chen thought for a while, "No." "Who moved my drawer?" "Drawer? What, lost something?" "A sheet of music is missing." "Is it another teacher... Oh, I remembered, Director Feng has been here." After a while, Zhou Yulou asked him, "When?" "When I came to work the morning before yesterday, I saw the office door was open, and Director Feng was sitting on your seat. The day before yesterday, Director Feng happened to have a class, so I must have forgotten the score... Eh? No, the school asked to suspend classes for a week... "

"Have you spoken to Director Feng?" "No, he didn't see me. Just as I was about to enter the room, I suddenly remembered that Dean Xie asked to hand in a list of students, and I left." "never mind." Lao Chen went out and closed the door——Zhou Yulou will always remember the moment of closing the door, and it was at that time that he received the first text message. No name is displayed.Unfamiliar number.Two sentences. Are you afraid? I know you killed Bai Xiaoxi and Zhao Duo For a long time, Zhou Yulou felt that his body was in the clouds.Those two sentences changed from clear to blurred in his eyes, and from blurred to clear again. When the blur was finally gone, he called back the phone. Shut down. "Hi, the phone you dialed has been turned off." Just as he hung up, his cell phone rang again, and the word Feng Tai jumped out on the screen.The bell rang several times before Zhou Yulou answered it. Then, a relaxed and warm voice came from his ear. "Teacher Zhou, is it hard work? I heard from Dean Xie that you have returned. Are you at school?" "exist." "I want the academy newspaper to publish your speech at this vocal music conference next week. I have already greeted Huang Dasheng. Can you send the manuscript over now?" "can." Zhou Yulou stood up, he knew where he was going.He went out and walked directly to the department head's office.Just as he was about to push the door, the ringtone stopped him, and the second text message came—— i have evidence of your murder Zhou Yulou was hot all over!Pushing open the door...there was no one in the room.Then, the third text message broke into his mobile phone like a merciless robber, and he was about to read it when he suddenly heard Feng Tai's voice. "Director Zhou, are you looking for me?" Zhou Yulou turned his head, Feng Tai came from the shadow of the corridor.He himself is like a huge shadow. Zhou Yulou didn't speak, and put the phone in his pocket.Feng Tai stood in front of him. "Director Zhou, you don't look good, are you feeling unwell?" He asked with concern. "No." "Why are you in such a hurry to go to work? Anyway, the whole school has been engaged in special study for the past two days. It's nothing serious. If you feel uncomfortable, you can rest at home for a few days." Zhou Yulou didn't speak, but looked at Feng Tai.In the awkward silence, Feng Tai coughed twice and asked him, "Is there anything you can do for me?" "Let me ask if there is any arrangement in the department?" "There are no arrangements. The work of the project study has been assigned to other teachers. You can handle your own affairs well." "What's the matter with me?" "Professor's evaluation is already in the final stage, and the participants are all preparing. Speaking of which," Feng Tai smiled, "We are still competitors. Oh, yes, there is good news for you, Yuting will tell you Yet?" Zhou Yulou shook his head. "We are getting married." He smiled happily. "It was decided the day before yesterday. You may be a little surprised. I know that you may not fully accept me because of those things in the past, but please believe that I will be a good husband." , and at the same time..." Shyness appeared on his face, "I will try my best to be a good brother-in-law. We want to register this Saturday. As for the wedding, we want to wait until next spring." "Congratulations." After speaking, Zhou Yulou turned and walked into the stairs.When he got down to the fourth level, he heard the door closing behind him.He stopped, took out his phone, and the third message popped up—— The thing you left at the murder scene is in my hands, just hand it over to the police and they'll catch you Zhou Yulou stood on the steps of the stairs, read the words completely back and forth three times, and then did not move for a long time.That's when he found the answer to the police's tolerance of him. What you land on at the scene of the murder - the paper, of course!No wonder the police didn't find out.There was someone who came first, entered that room between the time he left and before the police showed up, and took away the papers!Is he Feng Tai?Why did he go there?How can he get in?Does he know Bai Xiaoxi or that guy?What is going on?What's the inside story behind this?How many secrets are there that I don't know... Zhou Yulou, who was wrapped in secret, stood on the steps of the stairs. Zhou Yulou, who was wrapped in secret, stood in a dark hole. Zhou Yulou, who was secretly wrapped, dialed the number again, but the other party turned off the phone again. Zhou Yulou thought for a while and wrote his first text message: I don't know what you're talking about, if you keep harassing me, call the police He didn't send it immediately, but quietly went upstairs, returned to the door of the dean's office, put his ear on the door, and then pressed the send button.He listened quietly, his heart beating faster and his blood rushing up.He didn't know whether he should look forward to the phone ringing from behind the door... But there was no sound from behind the door. The surrounding area was also very quiet, as if all the people in the Conservatory of Music had died along with Bai Xiaoxi.Zhou Yulou maintained that posture nervously, keeping his ears away from the door.After a while, when he was about to turn around and leave, the bell finally rang...he was shocked!Almost dropped the phone by mistake... It was his own phone that rang!Another new text message came in.He fled the department head's office in a panic, rushed into the stairs, and went down many steps before stopping. The fourth text message told him—— The person who should call the police is my paper I have your paper Damn papers! Zhou Yulou tried to make his trembling fingers work, but the dancer on the piano keys in the past has now become the worst tool, and it took him so long to just seven words! he asks: what are you trying to do As soon as he sent it, he heard footsteps above his head.He didn't know if the person who came down was Feng Tai, but he didn't want to verify, so he ran downstairs like flying.