This time the murderer passed by an eyewitness, which forced Ling Fan to reconsider the possibility of who the murderer was. However, just when he was about to dig deeper into the murderer's suspicion, a heartbreaking voice sounded.
Suddenly it sounded: Yiyi! My Yiyi! You shouldn't die for me... You shouldn't!
The sudden sound immediately attracted everyone's attention. A fat woman with short hair broke out from the crowd of onlookers, and then rushed through the yellow warning tape like a madman to break in. Fortunately, two police officers responded in time.
She stopped him, but her impact was too strong, and the two policemen were almost knocked down by her.
With a thud, the obese woman collapsed weakly to the ground. Two policemen supported her arms, fearing that she would go crazy again and break into the scene.
Ling Fan looked at the fat woman. He knew her. This fat woman was Xiao Feng'er, Director Xiao of Yaochi Dance Academy. He walked over, knelt down and said, "Director Xiao, we meet again."
Xiao Feng'er suddenly raised her head, grabbed Ling Fan's arm and shouted: "Comrade police, I beg you, I beg you, catch that female ghost soon! I can't bear it anymore! My daughter...my daughter, she
It's innocent..." Xiao Feng'er burst into tears immediately, and her fat face was full of fear and horror.
"It's okay to catch the murderer, but you must cooperate with our work. You must not hide anything about what happened twenty years ago. Tell us the whole story..." Ling Fan knew that at this time
Xiao Feng'er's mind was on the verge of collapse and her will was at its weakest, so she stepped up her psychological offensive.
"I cooperate! I cooperate fully! I just ask the female ghost not to kill me again! Don't kill me again..." Xiao Feng'er quickly wiped the tears on her face and shouted anxiously.
Ling Fan winked at Yuzhen, who understood and ordered two of his men to carry Xiao Feng'er to the police car, and then began to question her.
The tragic death of her daughter made Xiao Feng'er's spirit unable to calm down for a long time. She originally thought that the target of Xia Qingqing's resentful ghost was only her, but she never thought that the female ghost would actually attack her daughter, which made her fall into deep regret and pain.
During this period, since entering the police car, she had been holding her hair tightly with both hands. A lot of hair had been pulled out by herself, but she seemed not to notice it.
With a bang, the car door opened, and bright light came in instantly, shining on Xiao Feng'er's pale face. Ling Fan and Tian Yu walked into the car and sat opposite Xiao Feng'er.
"Have you thought about it?" Ling Fan said. In fact, he didn't have much fondness for Xiao Feng'er. He relied on his father's power to kill others at will and escape criminal justice. He never showed mercy to such a person.
However, he had deep sympathy for her other identity: a mother, a mother who saw her daughter die tragically with her own eyes, she was pitiful.
"Well, I've already thought about it. I want to tell you everything, tell you everything!" Xiao Feng'er said in a hurry.
"What exactly happened twenty years ago, why you and the other five people killed Xia Qingqing so cruelly, and who Xia Qingqing usually left, etc., must be told to us, without any concealment!"
Ling Fan shouted sharply.
"Understood, I know, I know, I will never hide it, I will never conceal it." A trace of worry flashed in Xiao Feng'er's eyes, but she quickly recovered and said: "Actually, all things must be told from twenty years ago.
From then on, I was only fifteen years old. I didn’t like dancing originally, but my father forced me to study in this dance school. Yaochi was very famous at that time. If it weren’t for my father’s relationship, I wouldn’t be able to dance.
My grades came in.
At that time, our class was not large, with only about 20 people. Because the number was too small, in order to cultivate our senses, the school divided the more than 20 of us into five dormitories. The school regulations at that time must be in
Living on campus is no exception, mainly because I am afraid that trivial matters at home will affect students' grades. There are five people living in the same dormitory with me. These five people are Chen Xinyao, Su Si, Zheng Yingxin, Zhao Ya'an and... and Xia
Qingqing.
However, among the five of us, the two have the best appearance and dancing talent, and that is Xia Qingqing and Zheng Yingxin, and Xia Qingqing is particularly outstanding. She is not only beautiful in appearance, but also dances even more beautifully, even if she is alone.
Dancing alone there will also give people the feeling of a butterfly dancing on top of flowers. Compared with her, we people are just ugly ducklings with unspectacular appearance, so no one among the five of us likes Xia Qingqing, no, it’s not us.
I don’t like her, but she is too good, so good that even us girls can only feel jealous of her, so no matter what she does, we fight against her, we like to see her cry, see her
She fell, but she was very strong. The more we did this, the less she cried. When she fell, she would grit her teeth and get up. Some of her feet were scratched by the glass on the ground, but she still insisted on finishing the dance.
, and then fainted directly, this is Xia Qingqing, a girl who makes people only jealous..." Although many years have passed, when Xiao Feng'er mentioned Xia Qingqing, her eyes still revealed deep regret.
The look of jealousy shows how outstanding Xia Qingqing was back then.
"Did you kill her just because of jealousy?" Ling Fan shouted sharply.
"Of course not! If it's just jealousy, there's nothing we can do against her, because she is indeed better than us and works harder than us. We understand this, but..." At this point, Xiao Feng'er bit her lower lip hard.
, almost bitten through it.
"But what..." Ling Fan asked.
"But she, Xia Qingqing, absolutely shouldn't like her, and the last thing she should like is our Teacher He!" Xiao Feng'er said harshly.
"Teacher He?" Ling Fan recalled in a daze that he had mentioned the teacher named He when he and Xiao Feng'er first talked. This time he mentioned it again. It seemed that Teacher He was inextricably linked to Xia Qingqing's murder case.
"That's right, it's our Teacher He. Because Xia Qingqing is so good, all the teachers like her. They compare us with Xia Qingqing every time, and then criticize us for nothing. Only Teacher He is different. She never
He did not compare us with Xia Qingqing, but patiently corrected every mistake we made, and was always with us. Every time he brought back delicious food, he would share it with us, so we all like Teacher He.
, but she, Xia Qingqing, wants to monopolize Teacher He, the only one who likes us." Xiao Feng'er's eyes instantly pierced with two sharp cold lights, which made Ling Fan feel a little chilly and trembling.
"Exclusive?! What does this mean?" Ling Fan vaguely felt something, but he still wanted to confirm it himself.
Xiao Feng'er glanced at Ling Fan coldly, clenched her fists tightly, and said: "Don't you understand the monopoly? She just wants Teacher He to belong to her only like other teachers! More than once, I saw Xia Qingqing secretly
I stuffed the strip of clothes into Teacher He's coat pocket and ran away for fear of being discovered. Although I didn't realize what she meant at first, one day, I went back to the dormitory late because I went back to clean the classroom.
Well, when I was walking past Tianwan Tower, I suddenly saw the lights in the dance studio above were still on. I wondered when people were still practicing dancing so late, so out of curiosity, I climbed to the dance studio.
When I looked through the mirror on the door of the rehearsal room, a heart-wrenching scene appeared in front of my eyes. I saw Xia Qingqing leaning on Teacher He's arms, her face rosy... She looked at
Teacher Zhuo He’s eyes were so passionate. They were all girls. Why couldn’t I understand the language in her eyes? I suppressed the anger in my heart and backed away, but I didn’t tell anyone else about it because I
I want to confirm my suspicion myself.
Sure enough, one day, I once again saw Xia Qingqing put a note into the pocket of Teacher He's coat, so after he left, I secretly ran over and took out the note, wanting to see what was written on it.
What, as expected, what it said was that she wanted to invite Teacher He out for dinner at night. She really wanted to dominate Teacher He, so I told other people in the dormitory about it, so we decided to find an opportunity to give Xia Qingqing a good one.
lesson.
That day happened to be my birthday, so I invited my roommate to celebrate my birthday and go to a restaurant for dinner. Xia Qingqing said she wouldn’t go if she had something to do. In fact, I didn’t plan to let her come. We partyed until very late, and when we got back to school
It was getting very late, but since it was the weekend, there were still many people playing on campus. Everyone was releasing their stress to their heart’s content. Despite our superficial appearance, the pressure we face as dance students is no less than that of students from other schools.
Woolen cloth.
However, when we passed by the Swan Building, we found that the lights were still on in the dance studio on the roof. We knew who it was without having to guess. There was no other person besides Xia Qingqing. Maybe it was because we drank too much at that time.
bar, so we decided to teach Xia Qingqing a lesson. In fact, I really didn’t intend to pour gasoline on her. I thought it was just water, so I played with her with a lighter and listened to her fear.
Excuse me, but when I stretched the lighter to her, I realized that it was really gasoline, real gasoline! I was stupid at the time. I looked at Zheng Yingxin who gave me the gasoline, and I saw her facing towards her.
I smiled coldly. It turned out that she had changed the gasoline. We were so scared at the time that we pushed Xia Qingqing off the window sill without stopping. Of course, I still took the main responsibility, because
My father is the deputy director of the Municipal Education Bureau, so this matter was kept private.