Chapter 8 Chapter 6 The Legend of the Blood Jade

Fang Yuan attended Xiao Jing's funeral. The police speculated that Xiao Jing fell into Moon Lake by slipping by herself.At that time, Fang Yuan went to the canteen to buy water for Xiao Jing, and Xiao Jing sat alone in the mushroom pavilion, probably after sitting for a long time, got up and walked to the lake embankment.At that time, Xiao Jing's physical condition had reached the point of exhaustion, and the effect of returning light gradually weakened, and the flame of life was about to be extinguished.A stone on the ground blocking his progress, or a gust of cold wind can make Xiao Jing lose his balance and fall into the lake.

The police's speculation was not unreasonable. At least, Xiao Jing's behavior at that time was very similar to a flashback, and this phenomenon usually occurs in people who are dying, and it cannot last long.Moreover, Fang Yuan hadn't been away from Xiao Jing for a long time. It only took a few minutes to walk from the Mushroom Pavilion where Xiao Jing was to the canteen where Fang Yuan was. Apart from Moon Lake, there was only Huashan Road.The water in Moon Lake contains highly toxic algae, it is impossible for someone to attack Xiao Jing from here.When Fang Yuan went back, she didn't meet anyone suspicious.Besides, what was the motive for murdering Xiao Jing?Xiao Jing is a dying person, who would murder a dying person?

After Xiao Jing died, the medical school allocated a sum of money for his funeral expenses because he was a faculty member of the school.The classmates who stayed in school also spontaneously donated some money and organized his funeral.In fact, Xiao Jing's salary in the past few years has not been used much, and she has basically saved it, tens of thousands.Surprisingly, Xiao Jing had already made a will, saying that the funeral should be kept simple, and all the extra money would be donated to Fang Yuan. Having received such a sum of money for no reason, Fang Yuan felt uneasy and wanted to decline.But Xiao Jing didn't have any relatives, and in the entire Nanjiang City, he couldn't find a relative who was related to him by blood.Those of his classmates, let alone "get their hands on" the money.Fang Yuan could only accept it, and she was very grateful to Xiao Jing in her heart.

Xiao Jing didn't like socializing at first, had few friends, and her status in school was relatively low. The funeral was really simple. His body was sent to the crematorium, burned to ashes, and buried in the pre-purchased cemetery. There was a small accident when engraving the stele.Who is the person who erected the monument?Generally speaking, those who erected monuments were the children or wives of the deceased, and Xiao Jing did not have any of these.Later, after deliberation, it was decided to ask Fang Yuan to sign it.In any case, Fang Yuan can be regarded as Xiao Jing's student, not to mention that she accepted such a bequest.

Fang Yuan agreed. On the tombstone is written "Mr. Xiao Jing's Tomb", with "Student Fang Yuan" written in small characters on the lower left corner.The red paint looks like blood, bright and eye-catching, Fang Yuan sees it in her eyes, and feels inexplicably sad in her heart. Youthful and handsome, now he is nothing but a handful of loess.Inspiring words, but now lonely forever.Life is nothing more than that. Fang Yuan did not see Qin Yue until Xiao Jing's ashes were buried.From time to time, I heard people around me muttering, scolding Qin Yue for being ruthless.They are Xiao Jing's classmate and also Qin Yue's classmate, so they are clearly aware of their relationship.

Fang Yuan only saw Qin Yue when she returned to medical school.At that time, it was almost dusk, and the air was gloomy.Qin Yue sat quietly in the mushroom pavilion, staring at the empty Moon Lake in a daze.Before Xiao Jing died, she also asked to sit in the Mushroom Pavilion.Could it be that this is the place where Xiao Jing and Qin Yue dated before?Sitting there, Qin Yue is reminiscing about the past, right?Now, the Sri Lankan has passed away, even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell? Fang Yuan stood by and watched for a while, not wanting to disturb her, and was about to leave.Qin Yue was no longer the original Qin Yue in Fang Yuan's eyes, and she and Qin Yue could no longer be as intimate as before.

At this moment, Qin Yue saw Fang Yuan, stood up, and kept waving to her. Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still walked over. "Is Xiao Jing buried?" Qin Yue asked. "Ok." "Is everything successful?" "Ok." Qin Yue noticed Fang Yuan's indifference: "Fang Yuan, are you still blaming me?" "No." "Actually, you are right to blame me. I am so heartless and ungrateful, and I really don't deserve your respect." Fang Yuan pondered for a while, and finally said: "Tao Binger, she wouldn't die."

If Qin Yue was only unfeeling and ungrateful towards Xiao Jing, Fang Yuan could still understand.After all, Xiao Jing was terminally ill and unable to recover, it was only natural for Qin Yue to leave Xiao Jing.But no matter how Qin Yue explained Tao Binger's death, Fang Yuan couldn't let it go.In Qin Yue's eyes, a student's life is not as good as the ill-gotten gains she obtained through intrigue.This is precisely what Fang Yuan cannot tolerate. A little sadness appeared on Qin Yue's face: "Before Xiao Jing dies, do you have any words for me?" Fang Yuan couldn't bear to see Qin Yue's self-pity and sincere feelings: "Mr. Xiao Jing said that the only thing he can't let go of is you."

"What else?" "He also said that you have lived a very hard life for the past two years. In fact...you really need the help of your friends." Xiao Jing meant that Qin Yue's fate was very pitiful. Fang Yuan didn't want to provoke Qin Yue, so she tried to be as tactful as possible. . Qin Yue smiled bleakly, and tears rolled down gently: "He still knows me well, and I can't hide anything from him." "Mr. Qin, have you encountered any difficulties?" "No, I don't have any difficulties." Qin Yue quickly shook her head, but it gave Fang Yuan a feeling that she was trying to cover up.

Qin Yue, what are you hiding?Why don't you say it? Fang Yuan felt uninterested, she kindly wanted to help Qin Yue, but Qin Yue refused.The current Qin Yue pretended to be indestructible, but she was actually fragile and fragile.Xiao Jing may be right, she may have suffered all the "eight sufferings" and sink into the sea of ​​suffering. "Then, Teacher Qin, I'll go first." Fang Yuan said goodbye. "Don't go, I have something to ask you." Qin Yue suddenly grabbed Fang Yuan's hand with great strength, as if she was afraid that Fang Yuan would leave.

"What else is there?" "That's right, have you seen He Jianhui in the past two years?" "No." Fang Yuan's answer was firm. "No? Think about it carefully. Could it be that he went back to medical school and hid, and you didn't notice?" "I don't know that. However, the police have been in an ambush at the medical school for several months, and there is no trace of him." "How is it possible? He will definitely go back to medical school, and the first thing he will do when he returns to medical school will be to find you." As soon as He Jianhui was mentioned, Fang Yuan got goosebumps, it was chilly, and the chill pierced her bones.Thinking that He Jianhui had been following and monitoring her two years ago, taking pictures of her every move, the feeling of being locked up in the laboratory as a guinea pig made her shudder. Qin Yue tilted her head, pondered for a while, and then asked, "Fang Yuan, do you still have nightmares when you sleep?" "Occasionally." Qin Yue's eyes lit up: "What kind of nightmare? Is there a man who can't see his face clearly, broke into your dream and chattered at you?" Fang Yuan shook her head: "I've never had such a nightmare." Qin Yue looked very disappointed and let go of Fang Yuan's hand. "If there is nothing else, I'll leave first." For some reason, Fang Yuan suddenly wanted to stay away from Qin Yue. This time, Qin Yue did not keep Fang Yuan. After Fang Yuan left, Qin Yue sat for a while, thinking about it, but she still couldn't figure it out, and returned angrily. Her residence was still the same single dormitory as before.Every time Qin Yue returns to her residence, she always checks the doors and windows.Three locks were added to the iron door, and the aluminum alloy windows were tightly closed without any gaps.The entire residence is a completely enclosed space. Even so, Qin Yue still couldn't rest assured.Every time I go home, I turn on all the lights, it is as bright as day, and I stay up until late at night before going to sleep.Under her pillow, there was a sharp Tibetan knife hidden.A little bit of wind and grass made her terrified. She hid in the blanket, covered her head, curled up in a ball, and shivered. The night was getting dark. Qin Yue turned on the computer, surfed the Internet, listened to music, and chatted with netizens on QQ. She likes to listen to Faye Wong's music. Faye Wong's unique voice has an indescribable decadence, erratic, indifferent, sees through the world, smart and sharp, easily penetrates the hearts of the audience, and draws the audience's mood along with her shallow singing Singing ups and downs, melancholy inexplicable. I don't know when, Qin Yue became obsessed with chatting on the Internet.A cable, connected to a stranger thousands of miles away.Two computers, face-to-face communication, free to speak freely. In reality, she couldn't find a friend she could trust.Since she inherited and resold He Jianhui's computer company, she has suddenly gained several million in cash. Those so-called relatives and friends "appeared in full bloom" one by one, talking about love and affection, complaining from the bottom of their hearts, seemingly caring, but in the end they always want to Ask her for help.The so-called help is nothing more than borrowing money.These days, who is not short of money?Qin Yue knew that she could not set this precedent. Once the money was borrowed, it would definitely be a waste of money, and it would never return.If she didn't borrow, those relatives and friends began to change their faces, and they were all aggressive and aggressive, scolding her for being heartless and ungrateful.What is love?What is righteousness?Is it gimmick to give away one's own property to others?Qin Yue sneered, let the wind blow from east to west, and I stand still.Based on what you say, I just don't borrow it.As a result, Qin Yue ended up being a loner and a loner. It's better to use the Internet, the world is far and wide, and we don't know each other, so it's convenient to talk.If the words are not speculative, there is no need to turn around and go, and there is no need to deal with them perfunctorily.If you are lucky, the other party is a witty and humorous person, and listening to him talk is also a kind of pastime.Anyway, Qin Yue adheres to the principle of three nos: no video, no face-to-face, and no chat.If you make her happy, post a few artistic photos to encourage her. Qin Yue chatted until late at night, she couldn't stand it any longer, her eyelids were as heavy as a boulder, so she went offline to sleep.But the computer was turned on, and the music was set to play in a loop, falling asleep to Faye Wong's singing. The lights were on, bright and blinding.Qin Yue tucked into the blanket and covered her head to sleep.She dared not turn off the lights, or be alone in the dark.Every time she sleeps, she always thinks of death inexplicably.What happens after a person dies?Are all feelings annihilated?Is there really a so-called soul?Where, if at all, did her soul find a home?After all, is there another world?What will that world be like? A series of questions related to death popped up in her mind from time to time, hitting her already fragile cerebral cortex.Every time she sleeps, it is a terrifying journey for her.She didn't know why she kept thinking about these things, as if the god of death had been following her and there was nowhere to escape. How wonderful it would be if people could never sleep, like dolphins.Qin Yue thought.Sometimes, she was exhausted by those associations of death and panicked. She would rather beat her cerebral cortex with her hands, or hit the cold and hard head of the bed with her head, letting the pain remind her that she was still alive. She was afraid of waking up in the middle of the night, alone, with the haze of death in her mind, trapped in an endless void.That kind of emptiness seemed to swallow up all of Qin Yue's vitality, making her numb and stiff, unable to speak, move or think, turning her into a corpse. Finally, Qin Yue fell asleep. She slept very badly and had some random dreams, like a montage movie with frequent camera changes.For a while, it was Xiao Jing, bloody and bloody, crawling out from the ground, dragging her to lie down together in the coffin; ; for a while it was Tao Bing'er, naughty and cute, with a pleasant smile, but vicious hatred flashed in his eyes from time to time. These were not what frightened her the most.Even in the dream, Qin Yue was still muttering to herself: "It's nothing, it's just a dream." What she was afraid of was another voice, the voice of a person whose face could not be seen clearly. Those dreams are incomplete, broken, fuzzy and empty.Only that person, who appeared in her dream, was so clear and specific, complete and real.That feeling was very strange, as if she was not dreaming, but was actually talking to that person. No matter where she moves, no matter how she escapes, no matter how tightly she seals her residence, he can break in and break into her dreams. This time, he came again. Still can't see his face clearly, still has a heavy metal clanging voice. As usual, before coming, there was a burst of leisurely and crisp music, like the soft singing of spring water, or the singing of birds in the deep forest, the sound was very small, but it covered all other sounds.At first, the tempo was slow, soft and intermittent.However, it didn't take long before the rhythm quickened, and one sound came after another, knocking on the heart.Qin Yue's heartbeat and breathing also seemed to be drawn by this strange tone, fluctuating accordingly. "You're here again..." Although she was in a dream, Qin Yue's mind was extremely clear.This phenomenon is unbelievable, but it is very real. "You know, I'll come." The voice was ethereal, and it was unknown where it came from.It seems to be close at hand, but it seems to be far away.Qin Yue looked around and searched, but as before, it was of no use at all.She could only hear voices, but could never see people. "Why do you keep pestering me?" Qin Yue almost collapsed.This voice has broken into her dreams many times, bringing only bad luck and disaster. "You're wrong, it's not me who pesters you, it's you who pester me." "You're lying! I'm pestering you? You're the one pestering me!" Qin Yue yelled angrily. "You took away my soul sojourn, I can only follow you." The voice was still so calm. "I took your soul sojourn? I didn't! It's your lingering ghost that has been following me!" Qin Yue broke down in tears, "Please, let me go." "You don't need to beg me, it's useless to beg me. I don't want to follow you, unless you give me back my soul sojourn. Otherwise, I will always haunt you, forever and ever..." gloomy, no A little sympathy. Qin Yue shivered.She knew that the voice and the words spoken would definitely come true.In the past, she met a man named Cai Wenqiang, who was handsome and hardworking. Most importantly, he didn't know that Qin Yue was rich, and always thought that Qin Yue was just an ordinary white-collar worker.The two communicate, know each other, fall in love, and love each other.Cai Wenqiang has a gentle temperament and is considerate to Qin Yue. Qin Yue once thought about the wedding date.However, this person appeared and the nightmare began. In the dream, the voice said that Cai Wenqiang would play tricks.Sure enough, Qin Yue found out about Cai Wenqiang's infidelity and caught him in bed.The voice said that Cai Wenqiang would die violently.Sure enough, Cai Wenqiang was tragically involved in a car accident and died without a whole body. In fear, Qin Yue moved several times, changed several jobs, and even traveled around, but to no avail.This voice, like a maggot attached to the bone, followed her like a shadow, always following her, breaking into her dreams every once in a while.Moreover, she could only hear the voice and never saw his appearance. This time, when she returned to medical school, she was also forced by this voice. "Didn't you say that as long as I return to Nanjiang Medical College, you will let me go and stop pestering me?" "Did I say that? No, you remember wrongly. In fact, without a sojourner, it's the same wherever I go." "Then what is your sojourn? Tell me!" Qin Yue was going crazy.Every time she asked him what he wanted, he didn't answer. The voice paused for a while, as if thinking, and then said quietly, "You call that thing jade." Jade?Qin Yue was stunned. "You mean that piece of blood jade?" The voice didn't speak, which was tantamount to acquiescing. Who was it that made the sound?How could you mention that piece of blood jade?Could it be... "Who are you?" Qin Yue asked tentatively. "Don't ask me who I am, just return that piece of jade to me." According to ancient legends, there is a soul inhabiting each piece of jade.Could this legend be true?If it is true, then what is this voice?The soul of a dead man? Qin Yue's heart twitched, and it hurt slightly, but she still didn't give up: "Who are you?" If this voice is not He Jianhui's, whose is it?Among the people she knew, only He Jianhui regarded that piece of blood jade of unknown origin as a rare treasure, was obsessed and intoxicated, and was fascinated by it, and for this reason he did not hesitate to sacrifice everything he had in reality. "I've said it before, I'm a ghost living in the blood jade." The voice finally got impatient. "But, that piece of jade is not with me at all. From the beginning to the end, I have never seen that ghostly blood jade." "Do you think that I will believe such a naive lie of yours?" The voice made a disdainful, mocking, and angry tone.Even ghosts lose their temper like people? "What I said is true!" Qin Yue cried again, cold tears slid down her cheeks, "I didn't lie! Why don't you believe me?" The voice fell silent, as if thinking. "Please, let me go, I really never took that legendary blood jade. That blood jade should still be in He Jianhui's hands." In this illusory but frighteningly real dream, there is no brilliance of power, no money, no various costumes, no fake smiles, not even a body, stripped of all disguises, and presented, Only the fear and loneliness deep inside. In the dream, Qin Yue was shrouded in that kind of fateful loneliness, and her heart was full of fear of the unknown world. "Let me pester He Jianhui? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard." The voice sneered. As if blowing an icy cold wind that had been silent for thousands of years, a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in Qin Yue's mind, chilling to the bone: "You are He Jianhui..." The voice laughed wildly, but this time, there was no rebuttal. But, if this voice really belonged to He Jianhui, how could it become so strange? Come to think of it, it's possible.The former He Jianhui was a young and promising young man, a computer genius, a successful businessman, and a handsome man with a humorous manner.Ever since He Jianhui fell in love with that piece of blood jade, his whole person has changed, becoming irrational, neurotic, evil and insidious.That piece of blood jade must be an ominous thing.Those who got that piece of blood jade did not end well.Cheng Li was like this, and so was He Jianhui. The problem is, Qin Yue did not take that piece of blood jade. When He Jianhui was caught and forcibly detained in a mental hospital, the police did not search for blood jade from him.If this voice is really He Jianhui, he hid the blood jade in advance before being arrested, escaped from the mental hospital and went to the hiding place to search for it, but the blood jade disappeared? "Well, that's it for today. I'll come back to find you, and I hope you will have good news to tell me when I see you next time." "Don't!" Qin Yue yelled, "Don't pester me anymore." "There is only one way for me not to entangle you. Do your best to find the blood jade and return it to me. Otherwise, I will always follow you, haunting you, forever and ever..." The voice gradually became smaller and farther away, the lingering sound continued, and finally disappeared after a long time. Qin Yue opened her eyes. She was still sleeping in her own bed.Lights, bright as day.Iron doors and windows are still closed.In the room, she was alone. She was the only one in the whole house.Just now, it was just a dream. However, if it is a dream, why is it so real?That feeling is very strange and definitely not like a dream.The dream was chaotic and fragmented, but the scene just now was clear.She remembered all the conversations firmly and deeply, as if they were scenes in reality. If not a dream, what is it? What happened in reality?How is this possible? What's more, how could a person break into her dream?Unless—unless that’s not human. The ghost living in the blood jade?Tell it, who will believe it? Qin Yue wrapped the blanket tightly, her body was still trembling uncontrollably, her teeth were chattering, and she made a subtle but clear "cluck" rubbing sound. It was pitch black outside the window, no stars, no moon, no lights.Except for the pattering autumn rain, everything has fallen asleep. As soon as the day dawned, Qin Yue hurriedly went to find Fang Yuan. Feng Jing has already moved into dormitory 441 for girls.Although Su Ya didn't welcome it, she didn't strongly object to it either.At least, she didn't intentionally make things difficult for Feng Jing, which is already very rare for Su Ya who has an aloof personality.Fang Yuan and Feng Jing shared weal and woe, and were similar in temperament, so they got along very well.But this irritated Su Ya even more, not only Feng Jing, but even Fang Yuan she ignored.Su Ya returned to the way she had just entered school, going her own way and acting alone. Fang Yuan knew that Su Ya was angry and had a stubborn personality, and it was difficult to persuade her when she was angry. She could only wait for a few days until she calmed down, and then explained her heart to heart with nice words. When Qin Yue came to the girls' dormitory in 441, Fang Yuan and the others had just woken up and were washing up.Without further ado, Qin Yue pulled Fang Yuan out of the water room. "Mr. Qin, what's the matter, so urgent?" Fang Yuan's lips still had toothpaste foam left behind. Qin Yue's eyes moved around, her expression was very flustered: "Last night, someone broke into my dream again." "Someone broke into your dream?" Fang Yuan froze for a moment, afraid that she had heard wrong. "I suspect that this person is He Jianhui!" Qin Yue cut to the chase. Fang Yuan still didn't hear clearly, so she moved a chair and asked Qin Yue to sit down: "Teacher Qin, don't worry, speak slowly." After Feng Jing and Su Ya finished washing, they walked out of the water room.Su Ya rolled her eyes at Qin Yue, didn't say anything, and didn't say hello to Fang Yuan, she went downstairs to have breakfast.Feng Jing poured a cup of tea politely and sat aside. Qin Yue glanced at Feng Jing: "You are...why haven't I seen you?" Feng Jing smiled and revealed her identity as a police officer. Qin Yue seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "It turned out to be Police Officer Feng. You came just in time, and I have something to call the police." Qin Yue recounted what happened last night. After listening to Qin Yue's narration, Feng Jing and Fang Yuan looked at each other, and they both saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Seeing that the two of them didn't respond, Qin Yue knew that the situation was too weird to be believed, and said, "I know you don't believe me, but what I said is absolutely true. If you lie, I will suffer a terrible death." "Teacher Qin, I believe what you said, there is no need to swear." Fang Yuan hurriedly explained. "Yes, Teacher Qin, don't worry too much. It's not that I don't believe you, but I just can't figure out what's going on." Feng Jing is a criminal police officer after all, and it's her occupational disease to suspect others. "Are you sure that the iron doors and windows are closed tightly, and no one goes in?" "No." Qin Yue's tone was affirmative. "Who else has the key to the iron gate?" "I'm the only one who has it. As soon as I come back, I changed the lock." "Did you notice anything unusual after you woke up?" Qin Yue thought for a while, then shook her head: "No, everything is the same as before going to bed." Feng Jing didn't have anything to ask.Qin Yue said so resolutely, it was impeccable.Leaving aside how that ghost sneaked into Qin Yue's residence, just breaking into the dream and talking to Qin Yue is unbelievable. Qin Yue is lying?not like.Qin Yue in front of Feng Jing's face was pale, her lips were trembling, her whole body was cold, her teeth chattered from time to time, it could be seen that she was extremely scared.Early in the morning, why did she come here to make up stories for others?What's more, she said that this was not the first time, and it was well-founded.The person in the dream predicted her boyfriend Cai Wenqiang's change of heart and sudden death.It is very easy for Feng Jing to verify this point, she just needs to call her colleagues to investigate. Fang Yuan asked, "Teacher Qin, does his voice sound like He Jianhui's?" "It's a bit like it, but it's a bit like it, and I'm not sure." Fang Yuan was a little disappointed. It was better not to answer Qin Yue's answer. Feng Jing comforted Qin Yue: "Mr. Qin, don't worry, our police have already started operations and will conduct a blanket search of Nanjiang Medical College. If He Jianhui really returns to the medical school, we will definitely catch him and bring him to justice." in law." Qin Yue didn't relax because of Feng Jing's words, but became more worried.If He Jianhui is really hiding in Nanjiang Medical College, she has no reason not to find out. The voice said that he is the soul living in the blood jade. If He Jianhui really came back, is it his person or his soul that came back? Sitting in the office, Xiao Qiang frowned into the word "Chuan" and lowered his head to read the examination report on the bone from the doctor's office.Seventeen skeletons and seventeen reports were all tested for bone age to calculate the age of the corpse at the time of death.Basically, they were all between thirty and seventy, and there was only one female skeleton, and the bone age test was only about twenty years old.Xiao Qiang extracted the test report separately, and compared the remaining 16 copies with the specimen information sent by the medical school, they were basically consistent. Female, 20 years old, 1.63 meters tall, weighing about 48 kilograms, no obvious scars on the skeleton, preliminarily presumed to have died of suffocation. Xiao Qiang has extracted Huang Jiawen's information from the student files of Nanjiang Medical College. The age, height, and weight are all consistent.The computer puzzle made based on the bones of the corpse is also very similar to Huang Jiawen.Basically, it can be concluded that the extra skeleton belongs to Huang Jiawen. Huang Jiawen and Chen Anqi, two female college students who have nothing to do with the world, why did the murderer kill them?Those common motives for killing, money, sex, vendetta, love, etc., could not be seen for a while. Xiao Qiang was thinking hard, and his headache was about to split.He stood up, opened the window, and looked at the white clouds floating freely in the blue sky, thinking that it would be better to be a cloud, be at ease with the situation, be free, stay away from the dirty desires of the world, and be spotless. After returning from the grove of Nanjiang Medical College, Xiao Qiang felt depressed and uncomfortable.After being a criminal police officer for so many years, what cases have you not seen?But everything that happened in Nanjiang Medical College was like a huge boulder falling out of nowhere, and he couldn't breathe at once.Wang Liang died, what a beautiful young life, so inexplicably tragic.Also beautiful and young, there are Huang Jiawen and Chen Anqi who have never met before.Their photos are placed in front of Xiao Qiang's table, smiling and full of youth, but now they have become dry bones and rotten flesh. The murderer is very familiar with Nanjiang Medical College, and even the internal staff of Nanjiang Medical College.This point, Xiao Qiang can be sure.Although it is not known what the murderer's motive is, but the method is sophisticated and brutal.This reminded Xiao Qiang of those hunting carnivorous animals, wandering around the corner of the medical school at night, looking for prey with sharp eyes.Once the prey is picked, it suddenly strikes in the blink of an eye, hits the target, and retreats without leaving any traces. The murderer has a high IQ, an extremely intelligent criminal, and uses various supernatural legends from Nanjiang Medical College to disguise himself.From the beginning to the end, Xiao Qiang did not believe in the existence of supernatural and mysterious forces in the medical school.Although there are still many doubts, one thing is basically certain-Huang Jiawen should not be the first victim. Killing is not a happy thing, no one is born a murderer, especially for the first time, due to psychological and physical reasons, it is inevitable to be flustered, and many evidences will be left on the scene. Those who have never killed someone will not know what it feels like to kill someone.Far from being as easy as imagined, the fear of death can completely confuse a person's logical thinking ability, frighten one's mind, make it difficult to sleep and eat, and can't sleep or eat for days and nights.However, Huang Jiawen's death did not leave any traces. It can be seen that it was not the murderer's impulse. If Huang Jiawen was not the first victim, who was the first victim?Isn't it from Nanjiang Medical College?Or from Nanjiang Medical College, but deliberately concealed it from the police?If only the first victim could be found.In that murder case, valuable evidence and clues must be found.Even, the victim was someone the murderer knew well. Xiao Qiang's heart brightened, could it be... Soon, he shook his head again, dispelling that terrible speculation.I smiled wryly a few times, and laughed at myself. After working as a policeman for a long time, I suspected that other people's occupational diseases were getting worse.how can that be possible?No matter how much he doubted, he couldn't doubt that person. But what is the motive of the murderer?Could it be another psychopathic serial murderer?In modern cities, the rhythm is becoming more and more tense, and people's psychological pressure is also increasing.Once, psychologists conducted a sample survey of white-collar workers, and found that most white-collar workers have mental illnesses, such as irritability, irritability, restlessness, panic, insecurity, hysteria, jealousy of others, etc., only in varying degrees. If the murderer is really a psychopath, it's a pretty scary thing.This kind of person is used to killing people.Killing is a very exciting thing, it has a strong stimulating effect on people's various senses and psychology.This is a bit similar to taking drugs, which can make people dependent and addicted.As long as the police don't catch the murderer, the murderer will continue to commit crimes, with more and more skillful techniques, more and more abnormal psychology, and shorter and shorter intervals.If the students of Nanjiang Medical College know about it and cause panic, then the consequences will be unimaginable. For Huang Jiawen and Chen Anqi, there must be some reason that triggered the murderer's murderous intent.The murderer must have targeted the murder.But what is the reason?Huang Jiawen and Chen Anqi, the two girls have little similarities, but they are both female college students of Nanjiang Medical College, with completely different personalities, appearances, clothing, and living habits. Xiao Qiang has already ordered the members of the criminal police team to conduct a strict and detailed investigation of all the personnel of Nanjiang Medical College in plain clothes.He divided the staff of the medical school into four categories: the first category is the students of the medical school. They have certain regularity in both study and life. They usually go back to their dormitories or shared private houses to sleep at night. , the possibility of hiding alone on campus late at night is very small.The second category is the teachers of the medical school. Most of them live in the teachers’ dormitory of the medical school. Some of them are not married, and some of them live alone without their wives. They have enough time and conditions to commit crimes. It is worth noting.The third category of people is the janitors and handymen temporarily hired by the medical school. Their quality is low and their mobility is high, so we should focus on suspicion.The fourth type of people is off-campus people who buy houses from teachers, staff in canteens, and small restaurants. Chinese police have become accustomed to the working method of finding a needle in a haystack.As long as the scope is determined, they can search and investigate from house to house day and night.Although they were all in plainclothes, and the investigation of the students was temporarily abandoned, the news still spread like wildfire. There were whispers and discussions everywhere in the medical school. It was even rumored that seventeen bones were dug up in the grove, and one of them was Huang Jiawen's. Out.Not long after, an atmosphere of panic and tension began to pervade the medical school. The students all looked sad and panicked, as if a dark cloud was overwhelming the city. Feng Jing reported Qin Yue's finding Fang Yuan to Xiao Qiang, and suspected that He Jianhui had sneaked into Nanjiang Medical College.Xiao Qiang found the information about He Jianhui when he was forcibly detained in the mental hospital, developed He Jianhui's photo, and the criminal police got a copy and focused on investigation.However, the results of the investigation were far from satisfactory, and the expected results were not achieved. He Jianhui was never found at all, and no valuable clues to the case were found. Instead, two anonymous fugitives on the Internet were hunted down and several theft cases were solved. By the way, he found out the extramarital affairs of several medical school teachers, which caused the medical school to be full of storms and panic. After Qin Yue left, Fang Yuan and Feng Jing sat quietly in the bedroom, helpless.In just a few days, people in the medical school continued to die. Chen Anqi, Mei Gan, Han Jun, Wang Liang, Xiao Jing... Lives died sadly one by one. What caused it? "If He Jianhui really returns to medical school and is related to these cases, it must be because of that blood jade." Fang Yuan said to Feng Jing. "What jade?" Feng Jing asked hastily.If it is a priceless treasure, it is not impossible to cause a series of murders. "From what He Jianhui said, it's not an ordinary piece of jade, but a jade with spirituality. It has some mysterious functions that are not known to outsiders. At least, he has admitted that that piece of jade can lure others into a dormant state." "A piece of jade that can hypnotize? If there is such a jade, it would be good to use it to treat insomnia." Feng Jing’s words reminded Fang Yuan: “I remembered. I used to watch some TV advertisements for making jade pillows. It was said that pillows made of jade contained a variety of trace elements. Massaging the acupoints of the human brain produced an electrostatic magnetic field and stimulated Brain nerves and active veins have a very good health care effect, and some emperors in ancient times slept on jade pillows." Feng Jing smiled: "I also know that jade has many mysterious health effects, and it has been recorded in Chinese literature. In the past, for a while, I especially liked wearing jade ornaments, such as jade bracelets, jade earrings, and jade pendants. Dai, I like to go shopping in the antique street when I have nothing to do. I heard that jade is a magical tool that can ward off disasters and evil spirits. I bought a lot of jade and even asked some master to consecrate it. Unfortunately, I became a policeman and it was inconvenient to work. I didn't wear it any more." Fang Yuan asked, "What about the blood jade? Is it very valuable?" “应该是吧，其实，我也不是很清楚。以前买的，多半是些廉价玉器，戴着好玩的。你想想，我当时也只是一个穷学生，哪里买得起贵重的好玉？”说到这，冯婧有些不好意思，“要不，我带你去古玩一条街，找个懂行的人问问？” “好！”方媛欣然同意。这种时候，她也没心思上课。现在的大学对学生的管理都比较松懈，基本上放任自由，逃课在医学院里是司空见惯的事。 两人略微收拾了一下，下楼吃过早餐，打了个出租车直奔南江市的古玩一条街。说是一条街，其实只是一条巷子，依靠着人民公园的一个角落，位置偏僻，如果不是冯婧带路，方媛还真找不到。但就这么一条小巷子，却鳞次栉比地开满了小店铺，各种金石玉器，应有尽有，在太阳的照射下，熠熠生辉。 冯婧找了个以前相熟的古玩店，寒暄过后，直奔主题：“你这里有血玉吗？” “血玉？”店主是个胖子，笑得肉都挤到一块了，“你开玩笑吧，我这种小庙，还能供得起血玉这种大菩萨？” “血玉很值钱吗？” “废话！古代玩玉的行家就说了，古玉器物白玉为上，有红如血者谓之血玉最佳。” 方媛插口：“血玉也是白玉的一种？” 店主呵呵一笑：“小姑娘，不懂了吧？这血玉，并非天生就是血色的。血玉不是指一种天然玉，而是指渗透了血的玉石，不管是翡翠、白玉、黄玉、黑玉，只要是真的渗透了血，就是血玉。血玉的形成，和尸体有关。古人下葬，将上好玉器塞入尸体的咽喉，置入千年，尸体腐烂，血液渗透，血丝直抵玉心才形成血玉。所以，血玉都晶莹透明，阴森诡异，看上去有一种惊心动魄的妖艳。埋葬在地下的年代越久，就越值钱。如果是千年血玉，随随便便也要卖个几百万。” “那……一般的店里是看不到血玉了？” “那倒不是，现在市面上也能看到一些血玉，但不是真正意义上的血玉，而是用一种模仿类似条件制造的劣质血玉。将普通的玉放到猪狗牛羊等牲畜嘴里，埋入地下，几年后再挖出来，也可以得到血玉。只是，这种血玉，假得很，一点灵气也没有，根本就不值钱。对了，看你们这个样子，也不是要买血玉的，问这个做什么？” 冯婧说：“我男朋友有块家传的血玉，现在做生意急需钱，却不知价值几何，所以让我来打听打听。” 店主急问：“那块血玉，你带来了？” “没有，你想想，这么贵重，我能随便带在身上吗？”冯婧的回答倒也干脆，直接打消店主的痴心妄想。 店主的眼神黯淡下去：“没带来，我怎么帮你估价？” “没关系的，我下次带来给你看好了。谢谢你啊，给我们上了一堂玉器知识普及课，真不愧是玉器行家。” 店主倒有些不好意思：“我算什么行家啊，就我这点料，和钟伯比，给他提鞋都不配。” “钟伯？钟伯是谁？” “钟伯是我们南江市玉石界的顶尖行家，玩了一辈子玉，藏了一辈子玉。人家，那才叫有水平。随便拿块玉出来，就可以把我整个铺子买下来。” “那敢情好，钟伯住哪？我们去找他。” “你们去找他？哎，不是我打击你们，多少富豪巨贾，连门都进不了，就你们两个丫头片子，钟伯会见你们？” 冯婧不高兴了：“你别管这么多，见不见，是我们的事。你把地址告诉我们就行了。” 店主报了个地址，并不是豪宅别墅，居然就在古玩街附近。原来，钟伯淡泊名利，只对玉石感兴趣，经常来逛古玩街。店家有什么好货，一般都请他去鉴赏。 说话间，外面传来一阵喧哗，冯婧与方媛出去一看，一个店铺边上围了不少人，不知道发生了什么事。店主叫店员看好铺子，跑过去凑热闹，越过冯婧时叫了一声：“傻看着做什么，你不是要找钟伯吗？他来了！” 冯婧与方媛赶紧走过去，却被挡在外围，什么也看不到。这年头，什么怪事都有，那些卖古玩的店主，都一大把年纪了，还把钟伯当偶像一样崇拜。 冯婧挤了几次，还是挤不进去。她一个女孩子，不好用蛮力。 “警察！让开！听到没有，让开！”冯婧亮出工作证，大声叫，拉着方媛，硬是闯出一条路。 在店铺里，一些店主们正围着一个鹤发童颜的老人，虔诚地看他鉴赏一块白玉。那老人就是钟伯，气定神闲，精神奕奕，两眼炯炯有神，举手投足间透着威严，不怒自威，显然习武多年。 钟伯看到冯婧举着工作证费力地挤进来，停下讲解，望着冯婧，怫然不悦。 冯婧干笑了几声：“对不起，钟伯，我是南江市公安局刑侦队刑警，这是我的工作证。我们现在遇到一件很棘手的案件，需要你的帮助。” “等会吧。”钟伯转过眼，继续讲解那块白玉的鉴定。可是，因为冯婧的到来，他兴致大减，匆匆讲解了一会儿就结束了。对店主们的提问，也懒得回答。 “走吧，这里谈话不方便，如果两位姑娘愿意的话，去寒舍坐坐。”钟伯起身，围着的人群如潮水般让开，看得出，他们对钟伯的尊敬是发自内心的，纷纷以得到钟伯指点为荣。 钟伯身材高大，健步如飞，冯婧与方媛在他身后，几乎小跑，才能跟随。 钟伯的家就在附近，深深的四合院，独门独户，宁静清爽，在日益繁华的南江市倒也少见。屋子里收拾得素净整洁，墙壁上贴了不少书法字画，古色古香。家具很少，仅有几张旧式竹椅，一张八仙桌，几个衣架。而且，根本就没有任何电器，彩电冰箱空调电脑，全都没有。看那架势，这屋子只有钟伯一个人住。 冯婧没想到，钟伯的家里，会这么简单。怪不得那个相熟的店主说，钟伯早已淡泊名利。 “坐吧，寒舍简陋，让两位笑话了。”钟伯倒是不以为意，随手拎来一个紫砂壶，泡了两杯茶水，沁人的茶香扑鼻而来。 “好茶！”冯婧用舌尖轻舔，香味直透心肺，神清气爽。 茶呈淡绿，清澈温润，嫩绿的茶叶微微悬浮旋转着。方媛看了一眼，笑着问：“钟伯，这是上好的碧螺春吧？” 钟伯呵呵一笑：“正是碧螺春。这年头，喜欢茶艺的年轻人不多了，这位小姑娘，还在读书吧？很难得啊。” 方媛脸蛋微红：“我叫方媛，并不懂什么茶艺，只是以前喜欢看杂书，看过碧螺春的介绍，随便瞎猜的。” 钟伯坐下来，呷了一口清茶，徐徐吞入，这才问：“冯警官，有什么事需要老朽帮忙的？” 冯婧赔着笑脸：“是这样的，我们查案，遇到一些奇怪的事，涉及一块血玉，想请教你老人家，查找一下这块血玉的来历。” “血玉？什么血玉？可有照片？”钟伯来了兴趣。 冯婧一脸歉意：“不好意思，钟伯，我们警方至今也没有找到那块血玉。” 钟伯有些失望：“哦。那有谁看过那块血玉？” “也没有人看到过。我们推测，可能是块玉坠。” 钟伯哼了一声：“血玉坠多了，我连看都没看，如何帮你查找来历？” 冯婧也知道血玉的传说仅仅是捕风捉影，根本就拿不出真凭实据，一时之间，不知如何开口。 方媛在一旁插嘴：“钟伯，是这样的。我们虽然没见过那块血玉，但听血玉原来的主人提到过。那块血玉，有种特殊的效果，能诱惑别人不知不觉进入休眠状态。” “诱惑别人休眠？”钟伯两眼如鹰，光芒大盛，仿佛炽热的火焰。方媛与他眼神相触，竟然有一种被灼伤的痛感。 “你说清楚点，怎么诱惑别人休眠？” “我……我不知道……”方媛转过脸去，不看钟伯的眼，吞吞吐吐地说，“血玉的主人，利用血玉，催眠了很多女孩子，让她们自杀。” “后来呢？那个血玉的主人怎么样了？” “被抓到了，关到了精神病院，可警方搜索了半天，也没找到血玉。过了几个月，他就从精神病院逃走，逃得无影无踪，仿佛人间蒸发了，再也没有出现过。” 钟伯继续问，问得很详细。无奈，方媛只好把以前441 女生寝室发生的事简明扼要地叙述了一遍。听完方媛的叙述后，钟伯缓缓闭上眼睛，老僧入定般，陷进沉思。两人不敢打扰他，只能静静地等待。 良久，钟伯睁开眼睛，没头没脑地说了一句：“难道，是那业障重现人世？” 冯婧低声问：“钟伯，你说什么业障？” 钟伯发现自己有些失态，解释说：“我说的业障，是指邪玉。玉虽然是吉祥之物，却也并非绝对。人有正邪，玉器亦然。我知道，现在科学发达，我们这些陈词滥调，登不得大雅之堂。” “也不是啊，中国自古就有玉文化，源远流长，流传至今，肯定有其道理的。钟伯不妨说说，不打紧的。” “那也好，信不信，都无所谓，你们就当是听故事好了。玉器文化格局的奠定，是在汉代，分为礼玉、葬玉、饰玉、陈设玉四大类，其中水平最高的，是葬玉。而血玉，则是葬玉中的绝品。 “你们所说的那块血玉，如果我没猜错的话，应该是我小时随师傅见过的那块。我师傅是个江湖客，医卜星相，无一不精，但造诣最高的，还是鉴定玉器。我是孤儿，被师傅收养，跟随在他老人家身边做了入室弟子。如果我没有记错的话，那是六十年前的事了，那时我才十二三岁。师傅年纪大了，落叶归根，回到了南江市。当时，日本刚刚投降，百废待举，南江古城刚刚经过战火洗礼，残砖断瓦，哀鸿遍野，甚是凄凉。南江市有个名门望族，当家的熊老太爷年轻的时候与师傅是至交好友，寻上门来，设宴款待师傅。 “酒过三巡，耳热酒酣之际，熊老太爷与师傅附耳低语，原来，他想请师傅去鉴定一块玉。按理说，以熊老太爷的财势，请个鉴玉的行家，并不难，他却执意要请师傅，这反而让师傅起疑。师傅婉言谢绝，熊老太爷执意不肯。好说歹说，师傅终于答应了他。 “我记得很清楚，两天后，一个伸手不见五指的夜晚，雨下得很大。熊老太爷带了五六名随从，领我们去鉴玉。一路上，熊老太爷都在和我师傅嘀咕，我在旁边，听不清楚，隐约听到熊老太爷说多加小心，对方是个棘手人物。无论事成与不成，都要迅速撤离。我随师傅久了，知道他的脾气。师傅虽然表面上点头称是，唯唯诺诺，心里肯定很不以为然。他这辈子，最好面子，行走江湖，什么风浪没有见过？这次鉴玉，却仿佛偷鸡摸狗般鬼鬼祟祟，已经让他大为不快。熊老太爷并没有带我们回他的豪宅，而是出了南江城，穿过十几里的山路，到了一座小庙前。小庙十分破旧，东倒西歪，在大雨中似乎随时会倒塌，早就没人供奉香火。 “熊老太爷在外面高呼了几声，里面传来咳嗽声，门开了。熊老太爷领着师傅与我进去，随从们留在庙外。小庙的角落里，有一张破烂草席，蜷缩着一个人影，烛光昏暗，看不清面貌。熊老太爷走上前，与他低声商量了半天，这才拿到一个小盒，连忙递给师傅鉴定。 “师傅接过小盒，小心地打开，忍不住低呼了一声。师傅看惯了各种奇珍异宝，眼界很高，一般的玉器，根本就不放在眼里。而当时，他本来就有心理准备，却也禁不住叫出声，那盒中的玉器，其珍贵可想而知。师傅叫了声'千年血玉'，手中的小盒中散发出轻淡柔和的血色光芒，将师傅的脸映照得血红。 “师傅细细鉴定，玩赏了很久。蜷缩在地上的影子咳嗽了几声，师傅这才依依不舍地递给熊老太爷，点了点头。熊老太爷大喜过望，解下背在身上的包裹，递给黑影。黑影打开包裹，金光四射，原来全是金条，起码有几百两。黑影却没半分欢喜，反而沙哑着嗓子说那块血玉只是暂时押在熊老太爷手上的，以后一定会来赎回。熊老太爷满脸堆笑，说那是自然，急忙告辞出庙。出庙后，我们十万火急地往回赶。奇怪的是，他的随从却没有跟来。后来，我才知道，那几个随从，全是熊老太爷请来的杀手，他想杀人灭口。师傅很不赞同熊老太爷的做法，认为那个黑影，是个极度可怕的人，这么做，不但不会成功，还会引来杀身之祸。只是熊老太爷一意孤行，师傅劝他不动，一气之下，与他分道扬镳，带我返回小庙，想要阻击杀戮。” 听到这，方媛再也忍不住了：“结果呢？那个人死了没有？” “结果……结果……”钟伯的身子竟然微微颤抖，眼中现出一丝惊慌，那么多年前的事，至今还心有余悸。他叹了口气，说：“我们回到小庙，正看到那五个人从小庙里跑出来，一个个浑身是血，仿佛疯狗般自相残杀，刀锋过处，血肉横飞，残肢断脚。即使他们脚断后倒在了地上流着鲜血，依然满地乱爬着相互追杀。鲜血把地上的雨水都染红了，没过多久，五个人全都死了。” “这么多年了，我总是忘不了那一幕。说实话，兵荒马乱的日子里，看过、听过、经历过的怪事不少，那些不过是浮云流水，随着时间渐渐淡忘。只有这件事，给我的印象太深刻了，怎么也忘不了。那五个杀手，原本都是些彪形大汉，生龙活虎的，一下子全都疯了。五个人全是鲜血淋淋的样子，身上血如泉涌，却似乎感觉不到痛苦，一个劲地爬来爬去，挥刀乱砍，只要会动的，就不放过。师傅于心不忍，前去阻止，却怎么也阻止不了，自己还差点被他们误伤。照理说，一个人流了那么多血，身体会支持不住休克晕倒。但那五个人，满地乱爬，仿佛流的不是他们的血。那情景，实在诡异，我被吓傻了，呆呆地看着，浑身发冷，心虚脚软，站都站不住，瘫坐在地上。 “师傅也只是尽人事听天命，折腾了许久，没有救下一个人。大约过了五六分钟，五个人突然一起发声喊，叫声凄厉，鬼哭狼嚎般，同时仰头喷血而死。这时候，五个人没有一个是完整的，不是缺胳膊就是少腿，惨不忍睹。师傅叹息一声，叫我站在一边不要乱动，整整衣衫，报上姓名，也不管里面有没有回应，昂首阔步地走进小庙。当时，我害怕极了，心都提到了嗓子眼，担心师傅也像那五个人一样发疯。以我当时的江湖阅历，根本就猜不到庙中黑影用了什么手段，但下手之狠辣，用心之恶毒，都是明摆着的。我不明白师傅为什么要进去，这件事本来就和我们无关，何必以身犯险。 “我就站在那里，一动不动，提心吊胆地等着。也不知过了多久，小庙的门'吱呀'一声打开，师傅那熟悉的身影缓缓走出。我欣喜若狂，连忙冲上去，抱住师傅，却听到师傅低声咳嗽了几声。我医术虽浅，却也听出师傅受了内伤，当时不敢多问，扶着师傅一路回了南江城的住处。师傅回来后，闭门谢客，调养身体。熊老太爷亲自登门拜访了几次，师傅都没理。后来，实在拗不过了，写了一封信，叫我拿给熊老太爷。信中的内容，不得而知，不过自那以后，熊老太爷不再来打扰了。后来，我问师傅，那五个人的死因是什么？是不是中毒？据我所知，有一些毒草，能迷失人的本性，状若疯狂。 “师傅一直不肯回答，叫我潜心修行，不要多问世事。直到临终，他才告诉我，庙中黑影，用的是摄魂大法，也就是现代人所说的催眠术。黑影的摄魂术，已臻化境，神出鬼没，高深莫测。师傅推断，那五个人财迷心窍，定力不足，进庙后看到满地金条，心神恍惚，被他乘虚而入，摄了心魂，自相残杀。熊老太爷当年也曾行走江湖，知道师傅见多识广，所以请师傅同去，以防万一。他倒并不在乎那些金条，真正的目的，是想借师傅之手，铲除黑影，永远得到那块千年血玉。师傅说，那块千年血玉，价值不菲，远远不是那些金条就能买到的，而且血玉本身还另有妙用。他只是多看了血玉几眼，就有种昏昏欲睡的感觉。也许，黑影摄魂术的修炼，与那块千年血玉有关系。只是，血玉本是陪葬之物，入土千年，尸烂骨朽，怨气太重。熊老太爷费尽心机，得到那块千年血玉，是福是祸，殊难预料。 “果然，还没两年，熊老太爷家迅速衰败下去。几个儿子，嫖的嫖，赌的赌，抽鸦片的抽鸦片，一个大好家业，全败光了。熊老太爷也被他几个不肖儿子，活活气死。那块千年血玉，也如泥牛入海，杳无音信。” 血玉的来历，竟然如此离奇，这段故事在大白天讲出来，仍然令人心旌摇动。 钟伯讲到这里，再无下文，三个人一时无语，各怀心思。过了良久，方媛才开口问道：“那个庙中黑影呢？究竟是什么人？他最后怎么样了？” 钟伯苦笑：“我哪知道他是什么人。不过，据师傅说，庙中黑影，手段虽然毒辣，却也并不见得就是坏人。以他的摄魂术，如果偷盗财物，易如反掌。但他却宁愿抵押自己的宝物，来和熊老太爷换取金条。师傅怪他手段狠毒，话不投机，两人在庙中交手。那黑影与师傅交手前就已经身负重伤，尽管如此，师傅仍不是他的对手，负伤而退。黑影也没有追击，任师傅离去。” 往事如烟，恍然一梦，钟伯欷歔不已：“我这辈子，玩了一辈子玉器，如果还有机会能再看到那块千年血玉，也算不枉此生了。” 冯婧不解：“钟伯，既然千年血玉有魔性，给人带来噩运，为什么你还念念不忘？” “小女孩，这你就不懂了。是魔是神，要看在谁手里。魔神之间，不过是一线之间。” 再聊了会儿，冯婧看问不出个什么名堂，与方媛告辞离去。钟伯送两人出门，再三叮嘱，如果找到那块千年血玉，告知他一声。 出门后，冯婧与方媛分手，去南江市公安局找萧强，一方面了解案情进展，一方面汇报有关秦月与血玉的情况。 方媛回到南江医学院时，差不多是中午，下了课的学生们三三两两地漫步在校园里，笑语随处可闻，似乎没有人记起刚刚发生过的事。深秋，天气却异样地闷热，金黄色的太阳拼命地焕发出它最后的热情。一点风都没有，空气沉闷。这些年，到处在提环保，但地球依然越来越热，天气也变得反常，忽冷忽热的。 苏雅不在寝室里，估计到外面吃饭去了，一时半会儿不会回来。就算回来，她也没好脸色给方媛看。凭空插进一个冯婧，让方媛与苏雅好不容易建立的友谊一下子就出现了裂痕。 天气太热，女生宿舍的结构也没设计好。一般住房都是南北朝向，可女生宿舍却是东西朝向。这倒好，夏天更热，冬天更冷，冬冷夏热，锻炼她们的忍耐力呢。 方媛没有胃口，不想吃饭，坐在房间里看了会儿书，终于受不了那种闷热，仿佛有层油腻覆盖在皮肤上，遮住了皮肤的毛孔，透不过气来。方媛干脆坐到大厅里，打开吊扇，调到最高档。 吊扇“呼呼”地转了起来，方媛正准备把椅子挪到吊扇下面，寝室电话突然响起来了。伸手去接，电话里却没有声音，只听得到急促的喘气声。 “是谁？”方媛问了一声。 还是只有喘气声。 方媛有些奇怪，声音放大了一些：“找谁？再不说话，我可要挂掉了。” 电话里传来一个低沉的声音：“是方媛吗？” 声音很奇怪，也不知是男是女，很难分辨，打电话的人故意改变了嗓音吧。 “我就是方媛，有什么事吗？”方媛仔细聆听，想要记下声音。 可是，没有回答，依然是喘气声，只是变得急促了些。 方媛等得有些不耐烦，刚想说话，奇变陡生。 大厅里的吊扇转了几下，突然间发出一声巨响，“砰”的一声从屋顶上掉了下来，砸在地上，扇叶兀自还在转动，在水泥地板上擦出一阵尖锐之极的声响，让方媛看得目瞪口呆。