China's famous detective Jiangnan: There are ghosts on campus

Chapter 15 Mysterious Ring (2)

Jingle Bell.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time.

I experienced a lot yesterday, and I thought about things all night long, so that I was not woken up by the alarm until [-]:[-] in the morning. I usually don’t sleep late, and I will wake up automatically around [-]:[-].

I wiped my hazy eyes with my hands, and slowly got up and leaned against the wall. Because graduation is approaching, there are not many classes, and there are only classes in the afternoon on Monday, so I am not in a hurry to go back to school.Instead of getting up to wash up immediately, he closed his eyes and meditated for a while.

Slowly opening his eyes, he recalled yesterday's events in his mind again, and there were more and more things that were unclear. The two cases revealed the elusiveness and weirdness like ghosts. Could the murderer be the same person?If so, it is definitely a very clever criminal method. It is hard for anyone to believe that the two cases are committed by the same person.

In addition, why did he risk being caught, pretending to be a ghost, and playing tricks?Is it because his self-confidence is extremely inflated?No, when I first arrived at the crime scene, I didn't even find a single footprint. The murderer was so cautious, he didn't look like a supercilious person.So, what does he want to do?
Also, what is the deep hatred between the deceased and the murderer?The murderer tortured the deceased so much that he even smashed his organs, which symbolized men, what happened between them?
Shaking his head, there are too many mysteries, too little knowledge, obviously not enough brains.

After spending an hour washing and eating, I sat at the desk with a cup of tea and turned around to look at the people passing by on the road below. I like this way of resting.

"I still have to go, anyway, the police press conference can't be held." I muttered to myself.

I took the phone out of my pocket and dialed a number.

Within a few seconds, the phone was connected, and there was a heart-warming voice.

"Is it a small town? How long has it been since you, kid, called me? How are you doing recently? How is the food at school?..."

Xiaocheng is my nickname, which was always called by my parents in the past, and now only Aunt Qing, who is Uncle He's wife, calls me that.Because my parents are both only children, and the elders have passed away, since my parents passed away, Uncle He and Aunt Qing have been taking care of me.Uncle He's name is He Jin, and Aunt Qing's name is Lu Xiaoqing. They are all my father's colleagues. The three of them have gone through life and death together several times, and their relationship is extremely good, so they all retire at home.

Although these young aunts and Uncle He are trying to take good care of me, but since that incident happened, no matter what, it is difficult for me to communicate with people in this world, as if separated by glass.But even so, Aunt Qing and Uncle He are the people I trust the most in this world.

Listening to the familiar warm voice, I lost my mind for a while, as if I went back to the past.

"Aunt Qing, I'm fine. I'm a bit busy because I'm about to graduate from school, so I called you after a while. Are you in good health?" When I came back to my senses, I quickly explained to Aunt Qing.

"Hehe, of course it's good. By the way, I just bought too much chicken and ribs, and you came over for lunch. This is too much, and you and Uncle He can't eat it!" Aunt Qing complained again before I could reply. He said, "You haven't come to see us for half a month. You and Uncle He really have the same stubborn temper!"

"No way! Didn't I just call you?" I was powerless and stubborn here.

"Then it's settled. We'll wait for you at noon. When the old man comes, I'll hang up first. Remember, you must come." After finishing speaking, Aunt Qing hung up the phone hastily.

I shook my head, thinking that Aunt Qing was over there and began to scold Uncle He again, and my heart felt warm.

Looking at the phone, the time was exactly 09:30. After thinking about it, he got up and picked up the phone, ready to go out.

Diamond Street is a street located in the center of Hongdu City, but Diamond Street does not sell diamonds, and there are not even many jewelry stores. I don't know why this street is called this name.However, from this street, you can go to the pedestrian street in the city center, where there are many jewelry and diamond shops.And where is my destination.

I went to two well-known diamond jewelry stores respectively and entrusted them to help me identify the two rings in my hand. 
Then, I went to the library in the city center, which is the largest newspaper collection center in Hongdu City, and also the largest newspaper collection center in JX province. Synchronous upload, so when many people need past materials, they often go there to find them.

When I came to the library, since it was Monday, there were not many people.I took the elevator directly and came to the newspaper collection room on the eighth floor. I often come to the city library, and I can say that I know it well here.

Opening the door of the newspaper collection room, it was empty, only a few old people sitting on nearby desks reading newspapers.However, it was so conspicuous that the man in the hat and the fancy baggy casual clothes was sitting at the front desk looking at the switchboard, tapping his fingers.

I frowned. The city library has always been a culturally important place with strict regulations, not to mention some employees who dare to wear hats to work and dress like this.

Suddenly, my heart moved, a sneer appeared on my face, and I walked towards him.

"Hello." When I came to him, I greeted him with a sneer.

"The machine is broken, and no service is available now." His voice sounded a little awkward, it should be that he deliberately changed his voice to speak.

"You misunderstood me. I came to get my bag. I put it here at about seven o'clock in the morning. The front desk named Wu Min saved it for me. Can you return it to me now? "I still looked at him with a smile, but my eyes were always on him.

He moved his fingers faster on the keyboard. He raised his head and saw a young man in his 20s with red eyes and dark circles. It was obvious that he had stayed up all night yesterday. He looked at me with flustered eyes and looked at me Said: "She is out now, and now I don't have the bag you asked for."

"Really?" I didn't hesitate after hearing this, grabbed the black computer bag on the table, and shouted at him: "Why don't I have my bag? Isn't that right! Don't tell me you want to steal my bag, so you just Pretending not to see?"

"That's my bag!" The young man in patterned casual clothes suddenly became anxious, and shouted at me as well, and at the same time stretched out his hand to snatch it from me.

I didn't expect that he would care so much about the black computer bag, but he snatched the bag again when I was unprepared.

The people around gradually looked at this place. The young man in fancy casual clothes turned redder and redder. He suddenly picked up the black computer bag and ran out.

"Sure enough, there is a problem." I got up from the ground, patted my clothes, and was not in a hurry. Just now, the person ran in a panic and ran to the side without the elevator.

"On the eighth floor, with your body that is not much better than mine, you won't be exhausted." I sneered in my heart, and walked to the elevator on the other side. Since it was earlier, there was no one in the elevator.

He hid at the door in advance and waited for him, waved two taxis, and naturally one of them was prepared for the young man in the hat.

As I expected, the young man in the hat hurried into the taxi.

The taxi was driving fast on the road, I looked at my phone, and I had followed him for nearly four or ten minutes, he should have stopped soon, I thought to myself.

Through the front window, the young man had already taken off his hat and was picking up his mobile phone to make a call. It could be seen that the young man was a little excited, and he waved his arms a lot when he spoke.

Suddenly, just as he was going through a fork in front of him, the young man stuck his head out of the window and looked around, as if he was trying to identify something.

There was a vague feeling in his heart that something was wrong, his brows were furrowed unknowingly, what was he looking at?
Then, the young man's taxi turned to another deserted intersection.

Where is he going?This intersection leads to the highway!Looking at the distance sign in the middle, I feel more and more bad in my heart.

The car was still driving at a high speed, and the empty road made the driver feel happy for a while.

However, on the side of the empty road, there is a person walking slowly on the sidewalk next to him. He wears a blue baseball cap on his head, a white mask on his face, a scarf around his neck, and even his hands. Black gloves, he looks very much like the man in a holster described by Chekhov!

The car approached him quickly, and at this moment the feeling of danger in my heart became more and more intense!
The car gradually passed him by, but the sense of danger in his heart still did not decrease in the slightest.

"Stop!" Suddenly I yelled loudly to the driver in front.

"hiss!!"

"boom!!"

There was a huge explosion accompanied by a sharp friction sound, and the car rolled over, as if it felt that the sky and the earth were shaking.

His little finger glove has a bulge, that's because he wears a ring, the young man in the taxi is just a tool, and when I want to see the person using the tool, they abandon him decisively, so cruel... ····

Did the father and mother also have a traffic accident like this?If I die, will someone still find out the truth about my parents' death for me?Accompanied by the questions that made me panic, I gradually passed out.

(End of this chapter)