As always, Gu Yang found a hiding place and released his ‘gazing eyes’...
In dormitory 408.
Qiu Jianlin had already finished washing and brushing his teeth. He calmly brought a stool and sat in front of the old wooden table, holding his chin in one hand and holding a pen in the other... The exquisite notebook had already been opened.
The date is written in advance in the notebook:
August 27.
All of this seems fine, as usual, just the most basic daily behaviors.
However, Gu Yang quickly discovered through the 'Gaze Eyes' that he had a sad face and a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, which made Gu Yang suspicious.
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment.
Xin said: "He has indeed returned to the dormitory."
According to his previous conjecture, the so-called murder and grave digging incident seemed to have nothing to do with him.
There is just one thing that Gu Yang is confused about.
Where did Qiu Jianlin go during that afternoon?
No one knows.
"I wish I had followed him closer."
At this point, although Gu Yang regretted a little, he still accepted the reality. After all, he had no choice but to do so under the urgent circumstances at the time.
Qiu Jianlin thought for a while.
Now I’m starting to write in my diary.
Through the window glass, Gu Yang widened his eyes and looked carefully.
........
"I feel inexplicably irritable these days... I always have a lot of questions, no one tells me the truth, I ask God and God doesn't answer, I ask God and God doesn't say anything, alas... I sigh here!
"
"I don't know when I started to realize that my roommates hated me very much. They beat me, but I didn't even have the courage to fight back. I knew it was all my fault. Just last night, it was all my fault.
......."
"I am still immersed in the death of my father. I can't extricate myself. I also hate myself now, but... alas... I sigh here."
"Okay! In the future, please forgive me for my negativity and decadence. In fact... life is not always smooth sailing, and life is not always as beautiful as before."
"Back to business."
"There is something that I have always felt is incredible. It is like a huge stone pressing on my heart, making me breathless, but it is always difficult for me to put this matter into words."
Gu Yang became serious.
Qiu Jianlin stopped writing and started thinking.
Point the pen tip toward the next paragraph.
Er.
I thought of something and continued to write furiously.
........
"Dear future me, you can laugh at me for being as timid as a mouse, or you can scold me for living like a joke.
"Okay, now I have to muster up the courage to write it. I feel that if I don't write it, I may not have time."
"I never knew why I had a strange smell on my body, like a putrid corpse."
"I never knew why there was so much mud on my shoes."
"There are a lot of them in my nails and on my clothes. I seem to be participating in collective land reclamation work somewhere! But do I still need to do this?"
"I never knew why there was a black windbreaker, a mask, and a dagger in my box..."
He paused again and held his chin with his hand.
He seemed to be thinking about something, his face was melancholy, and his eyes were full of panic.
Gu Yang reacted immediately.
I want to take a look inside his yellow box.
But I was worried that I would miss the contents of his diary.
With an idea, I separated the two eyes, one was responsible for monitoring the diary, and the other was responsible for checking the box on the bedside.
Now Gu Yang can completely see the inside of the box through his 'gazing eye'.
After some confirmation, sure enough, there was a black windbreaker in the box, neatly folded, a gold-encrusted mask, and a dagger.
If worn on the body, it will definitely give people the image of an ancient assassin.
"Black windbreaker... dagger... mask..."
Obviously, the murderer in the eucalyptus forest is most likely Qiu Jianlin.
"But why did he say that he had no knowledge of it?"
"Isn't this a contradiction?"
Gu Yang was confused and felt that his brain was almost running out.
However, he was certain of the fact that the black trench coat was most likely the same one that other students had witnessed in the eucalyptus forest.
Then it is very certain that the murderer is Qiu Jianlin.
Take back your eyes and continue to monitor Qiu Jianlin's diary writing.
Qiu Jianlin thought for a moment and then mustered up the courage to write.
........
"I don't know why there is blood on my hands...I have confirmed that the blood stains are not caused by broken skin or wounds on my body."
"Did I kill someone?"
"But why should I kill people!"
"Oh my god! I'm getting more and more scared!"
"Dear future me, can you feel my mood at this moment? I feel so uncomfortable, I'm so scared, I'm afraid I'll really kill someone."
"Dear future me, can you tell me why I smell the smell of corpses every day?"
"Why do I always have a lot of mud on my body?"
"Why is there a dagger in my box?"
"Why don't I know anything about this myself?"
"Why? Why..."
He seemed a little excited.
Paji!
The pen in my hand hit the diary directly, ink splashed all over the paper, and some words were submerged and difficult to distinguish.
What follows is endless sadness and sighs.
Start talking to yourself:
"I'm so tired! I'm so tired!"
"It's so tiring to live!"
"Who can save me!"
"Am I sick?"
"Why do I feel like everyone has a grudge against me?"
"They bother me more than I thought!"
"They all laughed at me, they had bad intentions towards me, they didn't mean it."
"They are so hypocritical, how ridiculous humans are!"
"Now I have no idea what the meaning of my life is!"
"I'm in so much pain!"
"I have insomnia every day!"
"I might be really...sick."
Having said this, I suddenly fell down at the table and started crying.
This surprised Gu Yang. As a boy, how could he cry whenever he wanted to?
But Gu Yang already understood what all this was about.
Obviously, Qiu Jianlin has most likely suffered from what later generations will call "depression."
It’s just that he doesn’t know clearly.
The digging of the grave in the eucalyptus forest and the death of Mao Panpan were most likely done by Qiu Jianlin.
But Gu Yang just couldn't understand why he killed him?
He has written clearly in his diary that he has never been hostile to his roommates, and he also blames himself.
It shows that it is not because of hatred.
What could that be?
There is also the matter of digging graves. How could Qiu Jianlin easily dig so many graves by himself?
Gu Yang was deeply confused about this.
In short, the truth seems to have been revealed, but it seems to be full of fog.
Afterwards, Qiu Jianlin put away his diary, turned off the light and lay back on the bed.
Follow closely and it won’t take long.
His roommates returned to the dormitory one after another.
They seemed to have come specifically to see Qiu Jianlin. They were all so timid that they did not dare to turn on the light directly after entering the dormitory. Instead, they shone their flashlights very vigilantly.
I found Qiu Jianlin’s shoes neatly placed under the bed.
Qiu Jianlin was lying calmly on the bed.
Everyone seemed to be relieved, but in fact they were panicking inside.
I stood there stunned, not daring to speak for a long time.