Chapter 8 Relatives in pain

"When Xingyue and I arrived at the school, the police had sealed off the corridor, and there were not many students on the stairs at that time."

Yue Qihua retracted her palm and placed her lips against the knuckle of her index finger as if sucking her finger. This was a little habit she had when thinking about problems.

"Ai Liang, you caught a glimpse of someone wiping tears secretly, but at that time the body had been covered with white cloth. No one knew who died except you and the girl.

We only found out that the deceased was Gao Jiajia after Gao Jiajia's father arrived at the scene. However, the man secretly wiped his tears when the police had just sealed off the corridor. Gao Jiajia's father hadn't come yet at that time. Why did he know that the deceased was Gao Jiajia?"

Yang Xingyue and the others, who originally had the attitude of listening to the story, suddenly felt a chill coming over them on a hot day after hearing Yue Qihua's analysis.

"So there is a high probability that that person knew that the deceased was Gao Jiajia from the beginning. How did he know except for two witnesses? So his identity is very likely to be the murderer himself!"

Thinking of this, Yue Qihua couldn't sit still. She stood up and crossed the table to approach Ai Liang: "Am I right?"

The distance between the two was less than thirty centimeters, and Ai Liang could feel it. Yue Qihua's warm breath was slapping his face. Also, the T-shirt Yue Qihua was wearing was not too tight, and the neckline slid down slightly, along the neckline.

The delicate collarbone could be seen from the gap, which made Ai Liang have to look away.

"Ah cough cough."

Yue Qihua seemed to have noticed it, coughing dryly and sitting back down again.

At this time, no one cared about the distance between Yue Qihua and Ai Liang. They were all thinking about what Yue Qihua had just said.

"You're right."

Ai Liang's agreeable answer triggered panic among everyone.

"Ai Liang! Ai Liang! Doesn't that mean that the murderer is Wang Zi? Go to the police and tell him to arrest him!"

Fang Xiaoxiao was the most panicked among them. After all, he was in the same class as Wang Zi. The thought of sitting in the same classroom with someone who killed her classmates gave her goosebumps.

"I have already reported this detail to the police at the Interpol Team at noon today."

"Then why didn't he be arrested?"

Ma Yu was also a little anxious. How could he not worry about his girlfriend being in the same class as the guy who was suspected of being a murderer? What if Wang Zi noticed that the matter was exposed and wanted to support him? Ma Yu didn't dare to think further.

However, Yang Xingyue, who should be the most nervous at this time, acted much calmer than Ma Yu and Fang Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao, Ma Yu, it's not that easy for the police to arrest someone."

At the end, he added: "To arrest someone, you need an arrest warrant."

"Yes, and what I said is just speculation, and there is no substantial evidence to prove that Wang Zi is the murderer." Yue Qihua said casually, taking a sip of orange juice.

Due to family reasons, the two of them naturally had an understanding of arresting people.

"But, if he is really the murderer"

"Without evidence, he will always be just a suspect."

Yue Qihua interrupted Fang Xiaoxiao, "What if the real murderer is found after he is captured? When he comes back, there will be rumors everywhere in the school, which may ruin his life.

He may also have judged that the deceased was Gao Jiajia through hand jewelry or other physical features, and he cannot be treated as the real murderer based on preconceived inferences."

"Huhu. What, you scared me."

Fang Xiaoxiao gently stroked his barren chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "I almost thought Wang Zi was faking his tears. If he was faking it, he must be a psychopath."

With the subsequent explanation, the tension between the two people immediately eased a lot, but Fang Xiaoxiao was still a little scared, so she picked up the drink and took a long sip to calm her heartbeat.

In order to ease the serious atmosphere, Ma Yu took the initiative to change the topic and planned to talk about daily life: "By the way, do you plan to take leave in the last month? My parents have found a tutor for me, and I plan to take Xiaoxiao with me to make up lessons."

"That means you two won't come to school for the last month?"

Yue Qihua glanced at the conjoined couple and said, "Tsk, remember to be careful when you are alone."

"Sister Hua!" Fang Xiaoxiaojiao shouted and hugged Ma Yu's arm tighter, and then she asked: "Sister Hua, where are you?"

"Me?" Yue Qihua waved her hand impatiently, "I am too lazy to go to school in the last month. Anyway, I will recommend you, so it doesn't matter whether I go or not."

After saying that, Yue Qihua, Fang Xiaoxiao and Ma Yu looked at Yang Xingyue who was in a daze.

"Me? Actually"

Yang Xingyue glanced at Ai Liang miserably, then lowered her head and fingered each other.

"I know, I know, Ai Liang is more useful than any tutor." Ma Yu made a pun and looked at Yang Xingyue with a half-smile.

"No, actually my dad knows that Ai Liang helped me make up lessons and my great improvement in grades is basically due to Ai Liang. The teacher also told him about this, so he wanted to thank Ai Liang properly."

Yang Xingyue held back a sentence for a long time, and sometimes her voice was so low that she couldn't hear what was being said. An anxious Yue Qihua took over the conversation directly.

"It means that Uncle Yang wants to invite Ai Liang to their house for a meal to express his gratitude, and also wants him to be a paid tutor for Xingyue in the last month.

By the way, my grandfather also wants to see who he is, who can teach Xingyue, who has such a stupid head, that in his eyes, Xingyue is also his granddaughter."

"Isn't this just like my father-in-law's test?"

As soon as Fang Xiaoxiao was about to activate the cold-scene skill, he was interrupted by Yang Xingyue: "My dad just wants to thank Ai Liang for his careful teaching! There is no other intention!"

The panicked tone and flushed face seemed to be hiding something.

"You guys talk first, I have something else to do."

Ai Liang took out his cell phone, pretended to check the time, and planned to flee the scene.

Going to meet Yang Xingguo and have a meal together?

Haha, let’s forget it.

Fang Xiaoxiao had quick hands and quick eyes. He released the hand holding Ma Yu's arm and grabbed Ai Liang: "You haven't given an answer yet!"

Ma Yu showed an expression of relief, this girl finally did something human.

"Xiao Ai, are you leaving now? You finally have an extra day off, so why not go out and play together in the evening."

Ma Yu also tried to persuade Ai Liang to stay.

Looking at Yang Xingyue's expectant eyes, Yue Qihua's stern look from time to time, Fang Xiaoxiao and Ma Yu's silly giggles at the excitement, Ai Liang raised his finger and pointed out the window: "Someone is looking for me."

Everyone looked out the window and saw a young man wearing a leather jacket on a hot day, holding a cigarette and waving to them.

"Xingyue, thank my uncle for the invitation for me. The tutoring will continue as usual for the next month. As for meals and wages, I will be exempted from it. My gratitude is enough."

Ai Liang saw that it would be difficult to get away without giving an answer today, so he declined politely.

"Oh" Yang Xingyue responded with some disappointment, but thinking about being able to get along with Ai Liang every day for the next month, she couldn't help but laugh.

'Why does that person look familiar?'

Yue Qihua, who was sitting by the window, stared at Xia Qinian outside the window. She always felt like she had seen this guy in a martial arts school when she was a child.

"What's wrong Huahua?"

Yang Xingyue sat back in her seat and found her good friend looking out the window without blinking.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the person looking for Ai Liang looks familiar."

Yang Xingyue followed Yue Qihua's line of sight and looked over: "Listening to what you said, I seem to have seen this face somewhere."

"Maybe we came to my martial arts gym to practice when we were young, or we discussed some matters with Uncle Yang and the others."

Ai Liang and Xia Qinian had already gotten into the car and left, and Yue Qihua also averted her gaze.

"Now that you're sure Ai Liang is fine, let's go home. On this hot day, the air conditioning at home is more comfortable."

After leaving the milk tea shop, the four of them divided into two groups and headed home. At the same time, they were in the car.

"Have you not given up yet?" Ai Liang's first question after getting in the car was to ask Xia Qinian.

"We agreed to go see Gao Fuye together, but you left me without saying a word to chat with your beautiful sister."

Xia Qinian drove a short distance and found a parking space on the side of the road. After parking the car, he spread his hands and said, "Come and tell me about the two girls sitting opposite each other, which one do you like better? I think they look alike.

They are all interested in you."

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Ai Liang's expression was solemn.

"Tsk, tsk, you're not being kind, I just helped you out. I've been greeting you for a long time outside and you didn't even pay me any attention.

You suddenly pointed at me, obviously trying to use me to get rid of them. In addition, the little girl who was just hugged was still holding the corner of your clothes, something must have gone wrong. Is it possible that you always give up? Tsk, tsk, tsk,

The more good-looking a man is, the more likely he is to lie."

Xia Qinian instantly transformed into a great detective when he started talking about gossip, and his analysis was clear and logical.

Can't your eyesight be put to good use?

Ai Liang glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

"An Xin, I'm not interested in asking about the little brat's love affairs. Anyway, I helped you, so it shouldn't be too much to repay me, right? And as I said before, you still have to keep the five hundred dollars."

Xia Qinian hit the snake with a stick, wrapped it up, and stuffed the 500 yuan that Ai Liang had not moved before back into his trouser pocket.

Ai Liang looked through the rearview mirror and saw Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua approaching, so he had to agree to Xia Qinian: "Then go to Gao Fuye's house now."

"Now? Is he home at this hour?"

Xia Qinian looked troubled. According to his guess, Gao Fuye, who had just ended his relationship, should still be socializing at this moment.

"Then I'm going home." Ai Liang opened the car door and left as soon as he disagreed.
To be continued...