Reasoning Notes

Chapter 272 Reasoning Notes 6: The Criminologist Showdown (25)
"I only have Xiaohan as a good friend in my class. But I didn't tell her these things. I don't want her to worry. Ah, I really want to commit suicide. If one day I can die under the night sky illuminated by the meteor shower , is also a very beautiful thing.”

She committed suicide!In the starry sky full of meteor showers, she chose the path of death.Holding Jiang Mumu's notebook during his lifetime, Wu Sihan's hot tears kept sliding down his cheeks, like meteors burning through the atmosphere, falling to the ground with a sad temperature.

Those people killed her!It turned out that Jiang Mumu had been pushed out and bullied by the whole class, but he didn't realize it!Wu Sihan bit her lips in remorse.She remembered that after Jiang Mumu passed away, the others had no sorrow, as if there had never been such a person in the class.How abominable!
Anger, at this time, spread like fire.The killing intent in the blood boiled up.She hated those people and wished they could experience death.They are all going to die!However, the person who will die first is the button demon!

However, who should she confide in her concerns.She thought of Teacher Li Ni.When she was in elementary school, she often chatted with her teacher, and the teacher was the only person who could help her.

But this matter cannot let other people know.So when Cai Yutong and Zhang Yunmeng said to go to Teacher Li Ni to catch up on the old days during class, Wu Sihan shied away from doing homework.She thought about talking to the teacher after school.When she took out the homework book from the drawer, Cai Yutong and the others ran to the back of the classroom to invite others to go with them.Orange High School is not big, and there are only about five classes in each grade, so now there are several students in the class who graduated from the third class of the sixth grade.

On the campus after school, Twilight swept across the flags flying on the playground.The sunset glow stretching across the sky is very poignant.

The studio is on the fifth floor of the laboratory building.With every floor, the wind became stronger and stronger, and Wu Sihan's hair was messed up.From here you can watch the sunset.Rows upon rows of residential buildings in the distance are evenly painted in a faint yellow, like a candy house dipped in honey in a fairy tale.

The studio door was ajar, and the wind gently lifted the curtains.In the bright room, the plaster statue of Venus placed on the table looks out of the window deeply and melancholy.A girl from the lower grades sat there, frowning at her poor drawing.

"The lines here should be straighter..." Teacher Li Ni bent down and taught patiently.The familiar scene in the twilight seemed to go back to the elementary school days. When they were in art class, the teacher taught them stroke by stroke.

The past is like smoke, exuding a sad taste.

"Oh. It's Xiaohan." At the moment of emotion, the teacher had spotted her and greeted her with a smile, "Is there anything wrong? Please come in."

She nodded and walked in.He exchanged glances with the girl from the lower grade.The other party seemed ashamed that he was wasting the teacher's time, so he hurriedly got up to pack the painting tools and said goodbye.

"Then go back and practice more, and let me see your improvement next time, okay?" Li Ni patted the little girl's shoulder lightly, giving her encouraging eyes.

The little girl nodded seriously: "Thank you teacher. I'll go first." After speaking, she walked out of the door.At that moment, the wind picked up again.The sunlight in the studio seemed to be blown into ripples.

"Xiao Han, sit down. What can I do for you?" Li Ni smiled.On the contrary, Wu Sihan felt a little uncomfortable.How should I say that?Her heart wavered.

"What's wrong?" It seemed that she had something on her mind.Li Ni asked with concern.

"That... teacher, have you heard of... the button demon?"

Finally said it.However, the room suddenly fell silent.The sound of the wind seemed extraordinarily lonely.She looked at the teacher, and the teacher looked at her, puzzled.

"Button demon? What is it?"

It seems that the teacher does not know the existence of the button demon.It may also be because this is Jiang Mumu's private name, so it is not surprising that the teacher does not know.Wu Sihan plucked up the courage and told the contents of the diary in detail.Including how Jiang Mumu was squeezed out by the students in the class, and how she was bullied by the button demon... She just concealed her idea of ​​wanting all those former classmates to disappear.

"Teacher, Jiang Mumu was killed by everyone!"

This sad indictment ended, followed by a long silence.Wu Sihan's angry voice slowly dissipated in the twilight outside the window.But Li Ni's expression was solemn, she was thinking, and after a long time she raised her eyes and said, "No, it shouldn't be like this. Xiao Han, you think too much, Mumu slipped and fell."

"Teacher...but the button devil..."

The teacher didn't believe what she said, Wu Sihan was very disappointed with the result.She originally thought that the teacher would give her a good suggestion, which could at least eliminate the resentment in her heart.

"Button demons shouldn't exist. I know that Mu Mu didn't have a good relationship with her classmates before. Maybe it's because of this that she made up a bad character of button demons. Alas, the matter is over. Xiaohan, It doesn’t make sense for us to pursue it now, does it? Let it go. Mumu must be living well in heaven.”

"teacher……"

It is useless to say more words.Wu Sihan also sighed.However, she sighed that in this world, she seemed to be the only one who believed in the existence of button demons.And it was the culprit who killed Jiang Mumu.

"Listen to the teacher, don't think so much, okay?" Li Ni put her warm palm on her shoulder.What she felt was an endless coldness in her heart.In this matter, she is alone, and no one can help her.

"Okay. Teacher, goodbye."

When leaving the studio, the wind calmed down.Wu Sihan looked at the sunset in the sky, they were like her heart, gradually swallowed by darkness.

Looking down from the balcony on the fifth floor, Wu Sihan's back crossed the concrete basketball court in a lonely way, and then disappeared on the tree-lined road leading to the school gate.Li Ni then turned around and walked back to the studio.She went straight to a plaster statue and pulled off the white cloth covering it.

That's an unfinished statue.Staring at the familiar silhouette, Li Ni suddenly felt sadness rushing in like a flood, swallowing it down her throat.

I'm sorry... she said in her heart, tears were parasitic at both ends of the corners of her eyes.

It was not completely dark when I got home.A vague twilight remained on the street, and some street lights were turned on.The dessert shop opened by myself is still deserted, and it is not busy at this time.Mom was behind the counter watching the evening news at six o'clock.

"Mom. I'm back."

After saying hello, I ran to the bedroom on the second floor.As soon as the computer was turned on, Xiao Xiwei's dialog box popped up on Tencent QQ.

She vomited bitterly.Lovelorn people are always the nagging ones, and Wu Sihan listened patiently.Until the mother's scolding came from outside the downstairs shop, as if she was arguing with someone, maybe a difficult customer came.Wu Sihan continued to chat with Xiao Xiwei on QQ for a while, and then heard her mother's footsteps running up the stairs in a hurry, and the door rang.

"It's really weird." Just opened the door, my mother said standing at the door.

"What's wrong?" Wu Sihan was at a loss.

"A strange beggar came to the door. He insisted on seeing you. No matter how hard he chased him, he couldn't drive him away!"

Weird beggar?Wu Sihan immediately thought of that young beggar.He actually managed to find this place!Are you following her?In short, Wu Sihan decided to go down and meet him for a while.

"Be careful. That may be a bad person." Mom was a little worried.

"It's all right. It's at the door."

"That's right." Having said that, my mother still grabbed a broom when she went downstairs, in case she used her self-taught dog-beating stick method at any time.

Walking to the door of the store, I saw the young beggar sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at ease.The broken rice bowl was gone, and he took a red apple and ate it with gusto.He still covered his head with a black robe, and the shadow of the night seemed to cover his face in advance, but there was a icy chill in it.

"Are you looking for me?"

Apprehensively, he stepped forward.The black-robed boy didn't speak, stood up, and walked to the lamp post not far from the store while biting an apple, as if avoiding her mother's eavesdropping.Wu Sihan hesitated for a while, then turned her head to signal her mother to rest assured, and followed her.At the door of the store, her mother held a broom in her hand and looked nervous, a bit like a witch in Harry Potter, as if she was about to ride on it and fly into the sky at any time.

"What the hell is going on!"

This pretender.Wu Sihan folded his arms.She saw the tall and straight back of the young beggar showing a ghostly aura in the fading twilight.He angled his head slightly too high, but never looked back.In the silence, there was only the sound of him chewing apples, which seemed to float through the streets at dusk.

Wu Sihan waited patiently.About a minute or two passed.Her patience was almost exhausted. "I'm sick... I asked someone to come over and didn't speak." She felt a little annoyed, turned around and walked towards her mother who was still on guard at the door of the store.After taking two steps, her ears caught a sensitive word - "button."

"What?" She stopped abruptly.Turning his head, he looked at the young beggar whose back was motionless in disbelief.For a few seconds, she wondered if she had heard wrong.But she quickly confirmed that what he just said was the word button.

But how could he know?
"You, do you want people to disappear?"

The young beggar turned his back to her, and slowly uttered the words he said when they first met.It was also dusk that day.But now is not the time for her to lament the old days.She has to answer, yes or no.The opportunity is fleeting.

(End of this chapter)