Ling Fan pulled Tian Yu and ran forward quickly. The wind seemed to be half a beat slower than them. Everyone standing on the street saw a young man pulling a beautiful girl running wildly on the street, and they all got out of the way in panic.
I'm afraid I'll be hit by them.
"Where are you dragging me to!?" Tian Yu was startled by Ling Fan's sudden dash.
"Of course we're going to Liu Hongfeng's house!" Ling Feng shouted.
Soon, Tian Yu, led by Ling Fan, came to a dilapidated-looking residential complex. The walls of the community were covered with all kinds of wild advertisements.
Ling Fan put the note in his hand in front of his eyes and kept muttering 'Unit 2 107'. His eyes searched the corridors like radar, and finally found a blue sign posted above a hole in the building.
Dyad'.
Ling Fan walked into the corridor and came to the door of 107. After pressing the doorbell, soon there was a sound of slippers mopping the floor, and then there was a click, and a man with gray and messy hair and an extremely haggard mask was heard.
middle aged woman opens the door.
"Excuse me, is this Liu Hongfeng's teacher Liu's home?" Ling Fan asked politely without revealing his identity for the time being.
Maybe it was because of the name that the middle-aged woman heard Liu Hongfeng's name and her eyes turned slightly red. When she saw Ling Fan and Tian Yu staring at her, she wiped them with her sleeves in embarrassment and said, "I really can't.
Sorry, Lao Liu passed away not long ago, and when I heard his name... you must be his students, come in and have a seat."
With that said, the middle-aged woman stepped aside and let Ling Fan and Tian Yu in.
Liu Hongfeng's home is very simple and simple, without much luxurious decoration, but the four walls are covered with calligraphy and paintings, with strong and powerful brushwork and heavy ink, especially the one on the front wall that says "Teach and educate people with a clear conscience"
The banner is even more calm and solemn.
Under the banner is a black and white photo. In the photo is a middle-aged man with gray hair, a kind face and a smile. He must be Liu Hongfeng.
Ling Fan walked to Liu Hongfeng's portrait, with a serious and respectful expression, and bowed deeply. Tian Yu also bowed.
The middle-aged woman standing aside kept wiping the tears in her eyes with a handkerchief.
Two cups of hot tea were placed on the coffee table, slowly steaming.
After some conversation, Ling Fan learned that the middle-aged woman in front of him was named Zhang and that she was Liu Hongfeng's wife. He called the middle-aged woman Aunt Zhang.
"We are... I don't think I have seen you two among the students taught by Lao Liu?" Aunt Zhang looked at Ling Fan and Tian Yu and said.
"Oh, it's like this. She and I are not Mr. Liu's students, but we have listened to Mr. Liu's class and received his teachings. So when we heard the sad news about the teacher, we made an appointment to see the teacher." Ling
Fan continued to play the role of student.
"That's it, let me just say, how could I not know that there is such a beautiful girl among Lao Liu's students." Aunt Zhang looked at Tian Yu and smiled, her words made Tian Yu's face, which was usually cold, so shy.
I blushed for a moment.
Ling Fan took advantage of Tian Yu's conversation with Aunt Zhang and looked around.
Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a photo album on the desk. He opened the album and saw a photo of Zhang Liuhongfeng and his previous students. When he turned to the end, Ling Fan
Found a photo of Liu Hongfeng and Cui Li, Shen Xianxing.
"Auntie, do you know who the two people in the photo are?" Ling Fan took the photo out of the album and asked.
Aunt Zhang took the photo from Ling Fan's hand and said, "Of course we know each other. These two students are Lao Liu's two most proud students. Their academic performance can be said to be among the top three at the time, but..."
"Just what?" Ling Fan asked hurriedly.
"Haha..." Aunt Zhang suddenly smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just that these two boys have some weird personalities, especially this boy named Cui Li, who is withdrawn and doesn't get along with others. For this reason, Lao Liu didn't
Don't talk to them less, and these two boys seem..."
When Aunt Zhang said this, she hesitated to speak and just kept looking at the two people in the photo.
"What do they look like?" Ling Fan asked hurriedly.
"Haha, it's okay. By the way, you can eat here at noon and don't go back." Aunt Zhang said with a smile.
"No, we still have some things to do," Ling Fan hurriedly declined. Suddenly he remembered something and hurriedly asked: "Auntie, did a boy come to the house not long ago to pay homage to Teacher Liu?"
"Yes, how do you know?" Aunt Zhang looked at Ling Fan and asked in surprise.
Ling Fan smiled and said, "We'll talk about this later. Auntie, what does that boy look like? Can you describe it?"
"He is a nineteen-year-old boy with a somewhat introverted personality. But when he asked me about Mr. Liu, especially Cui Li and Shen Xing, he seemed to be very interested. By the way, his chest
She even wore the school badge of Huairen Middle School on her front," Aunt Zhang recalled.
At this time, the shadow of an introverted boy appeared in front of Ling Fan - Zhang Xiaoming. What was he doing here? What did he find? It seems that it is necessary to go back and investigate him again.
Suddenly, a familiar cell phone ringtone rang.
Ling Fan took out his cell phone from his pocket and saw that the name on it was 'Chen Yuzhen'.
As soon as he pressed the green connect button on his phone, he heard Chen Yuzhen's high-pitched voice coming from the phone: Hey, Ling Fan, come back quickly! Something happened! Zhang Xiaoming is dead!"
This sudden news resounded in Ling Fan's mind like a thunder in the sky. Originally, Ling Fan had identified the suspect, but Zhang Xiaoming's sudden death completely overturned everything in Ling Fan's mind.
, Ling Fan felt that maybe the clues to the matter were not lost, and there was still one clue that had not been used.
"I understand, Sister Zhen, I'll go back right away!" After saying that, Ling Fan hung up the phone. The situation became more complicated than he imagined.
"Auntie, do you remember that a boy with the Huairen Middle School badge on his chest came to your house two years ago?" Ling Fan finally used the last clue.
Aunt Zhang thought for a long time, and suddenly her face lit up and she said, "I remembered that a boy from Huairen Middle School came to my house two years ago. At that time, Lao Liu was still alive, and he and Lao Liu were talking in the study.
It took a long time, and after he left, some photos suddenly disappeared from our family photo album."
"Photograph, what kind of photo?" Ling Fan asked hurriedly.
Aunt Zhang looked at Ling Fan with a strange light in her eyes, and said slowly: "These are some photos of Shen Xianxing and Cui Li..."