Qin Yu did not finish reading the diary. He raised his head and looked quietly at the ceiling not far above, without saying anything for a long time.
Qin Lan, who was standing next to Qin Yu, had red eyes at this time. She also saw what Qin Yu read. What Li Yiyi wrote in the diary was very plain, but it made her eyes water.
Qin Lan looked at Li Yiyi unconsciously, but Li Yiyi's expression did not change at all and remained silent, as if the owner of this diary was not herself.
"Teacher Li is a good teacher. She was going to submit this letter to a newspaper. I didn't open it and read it. It's a pity that I haven't had time to post it yet." Uncle Yang sighed and said.
"Those damn scum, Qin Yu, you must catch them and bring them to justice." Qin Lan grabbed Qin's shoulders with force and said angrily.
"I can't spare these scum." It was Chen Guangbiao who said this. At this moment, his face was ashen and his eyes were almost ready to spit fire.
"People are doing it, God is watching, don't worry." Qin Yu said lightly, stood up, and looked at Uncle Yang, "Have you searched the nearby places? Didn't you find anything?"
"Well, I have searched everything within a ten-kilometer radius, but I still haven't found Teacher Li's body. I think there is a high possibility that the body was destroyed by the other party." Uncle Yang replied.
"Mr. Chen, take out the map." Qin Yu said to Chen Guangbiao.
On the way to Yangyan Village, Qin Yu asked Chen Guangbiao to buy a detailed map of the county. Chen Guangbiao took the map out of his bag, opened it and spread it on the table in the dormitory.
"Uncle Yang, please take a look at where we are now." Qin Yu said to Uncle Yang.
"We are at this location now." Uncle Yang stared at the map for a while, then pointed to a point on the map and said.
Fortunately, Uncle Yang was a scout, so looking at the map was a no-brainer. Based on the location pointed out by Uncle Yang, Qin Yu began to search the map near this point.
"Uncle Yang, where is this place?"
After a while, Qin Yu pointed to a place on the map and asked Uncle Yang.
"This is the Mingong River. It is a small river here. It is formed by the accumulation of water in the mountains. When it dries up in the summer, it will dry up." Uncle Yang replied.
"The Mingong River is not that far from the school, right?" Qin Yu continued to ask.
"It's not far, just two kilometers away, but the soil in that area is not good, so there is no fertile farmland, and few villagers go there." Uncle Yang looked at Qin Yu, "But I also went there when I was looking for Teacher Li.
Again, nothing was discovered."
After listening to Uncle Yang's words, Qin Yu frowned and fell into silence again.
"I think we should just arrest those scumbags and interrogate them." Qin Lan said worriedly from the side.
"Qin Yu, I think we can try this method." Meng Yao, who had been silent, looked at Li Yiyi, "Since those people know that Miss Yiyi is dead, if we let
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"Good idea."
Qin Yu quickly understood what Meng Yao meant, a light flashed in his eyes, and he already had a target in mind for this plan.
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At night in March, mosquitoes have begun to appear in Yangyan Village. Most of these early spring mosquitoes have survived, and each one is huge and scary.
Yang Zhenyan was watching TV with his wife at home at this time. As the village chief, Yang Zhenyan's home was quite nice, with a three-story building and a yard.
Yang Zhenyan has a son who is in high school. Because he goes to school in the county, he does not come back during weekdays. He only comes back to live for a day or two on weekends.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Zhenyan's wife was already asleep. Rural people don't have many entertainment programs at night. They usually go to bed very early and go to bed early to get up early.
But Yang Zhenyan is different. He has a habit of watching CCTV's legal channel every night. By the time the program ends, it is already ten o'clock in the evening.
After turning off the TV, Yang Zhenyan opened the door and prepared to go to the toilet before going to bed. However, as Yang Zhenyan was walking towards the toilet, a gust of wind suddenly blew and the door creaked.
"Is the wind blowing?" Yang Zhenyan looked at the gate and frowned. In March, if the weather is windy, it means it's going to rain.
Just when Yang Zhenyan frowned and continued walking towards the toilet, suddenly there was a "click" above his head, but the light bulb above him went dark.
"The lightbulb burned out?" Without the light, the entire hall fell into darkness. Yang Zhenyan took a few steps back to the wall and started groping with his hands on the wall.
After a few moments, Yang Zhenyan's hand touched a light wire. Yang Zhenyan's home uses a light bulb, and the switch of this light bulb is a wire. As long as you pull it down, the light bulb will light up, and if you pull it again, it will go out.
However, this time, when Yang Zhenyan pulled the wire, the light bulb just flashed and went out. However, Yang Zhenyan was holding a piece of wire in his hand, but the wire of the light bulb was broken.
"What kind of wires did Yang Laosi get? They were broken within a month of replacing them. Next time, we need to consider hiring another person to contract the fish pond in the village." Yang Zhenyan muttered to himself about the lights and wires in his home.
, all installed by Yang Laosi.
Yang Laosi is an electrician. He saved some money in the past few years by installing wires and other tasks for people in the village, and then began to contract fish ponds in the village. However, there are only so many fish ponds in the village, and villagers who want to contract them have a lot of trouble.
When there are many people and few people, he, as the village chief, has a great say.
Yang Laosi was also a smart man. He knew that as long as Yang Zhenyan agreed to contract the fish pond, the job would be half done, so he took the initiative to install the light wires at Yang Zhenyan's house. Not only did he not take the money, but he also promised to help repair them if they were broken.
Although there was no light, Yang Zhenyan still used his familiarity with the furnishings at home to walk to the table in the hall in the dark, brought a stool from there, placed it under the electric light cord on the wall, and then stood on it.
After standing on the stool, Yang Zhenyan's hand groped on the wall again. After a while, he finally touched a thin object.
"Strange, why has the wire rope become so thin?" Yang Zhenyan muttered to himself. He clearly felt that the wire rope he was holding in his hand was much thinner than the previous one.
"Is it because the wire rope was stretched thin after it was broken just now?"
Yang Zhenyan could only think this way, and immediately pulled it down. Then, when he pulled it, he found that the rope had not moved at all, and it did not have the elastic feeling of an electric wire rope at all.
"What's going on?" Yang Zhenyan frowned, took out the lighter from his pocket, and started to light it. However, less than a second after a wisp of flame lit up, a sudden cold wind came out from above, and the lighter's flame went out instantly.
This cold wind not only blew on the lighter, but also hit Yang Zhenyan's face. The flesh on Yang Zhenyan's face trembled a few times. This cold wind gave him the feeling that there was someone there.
He blew air toward him.
"Crack!"
Yang Zhenyan lit the lighter again, but this time, the flame of the lighter did not go out. The smile on Yang Zhenyan's face followed the flame and he looked at the thing he was holding in his hand.
However, at this sight, Yang Zhenyan was stunned. What was the wire he was holding in his hand was a bunch of black hair... Following this strand of hair, Yang Zhenyan trembled and looked upward.
Transferred, but happened to meet a face.
It was a face half covered by scattered black hair. It was pale and without a trace of blood. However, even if only half of it was exposed, Yang Zhenyan still recognized this face at a glance. He was too familiar with this face.
Well, this year, the owner of this face appeared in his dreams several times, and then he was awakened by nightmares.
"Li...Li...Yiyi!"
Yang Zhenyan's whole body was trembling. After he uttered these three words with difficulty, he suddenly fell backwards. It turned out that the stool under his feet had overturned due to the shift of his center of gravity.
Bang!
The sound of Yang Zhenyan and the stool hitting the ground was heard, but such a heavy sound did not attract the attention of other people in the house. Yang Zhenyan's wife was still sleeping peacefully in the bedroom.
"You...are you a human or a ghost!" Yang Zhenyan looked at Li Yiyi who was hanging upside down from the ceiling tremblingly and asked.
"You are dead, you are a ghost." Yang Zhenyan answered to himself before Li Yiyi returned.
At this time, Li Yiyi also floated down from the ceiling, and stood quietly in front of Yang Zhenyan, staring at him expressionlessly with a pale face, without saying a word.
"Li Yiyi, Teacher Li, it wasn't me who killed you. Every injustice has its own owner, so don't come to me, go to them." As Li Yiyi looked at Xia silently, Yang Zhenyan's eyes
His legs were shaking non-stop, and he didn't have the strength to stand up at all. He could only sit on the ground like this and begged Li Yiyi.
"Your affairs have nothing to do with me. I only found out about it after the fact. Moreover, I fulfilled your wishes by doing this. Those students can study better. I specially went to the county to invite teachers to teach them, and I even asked them to teach them."
I applied for a special education fund, and I also persuaded the villagers to send their children to school."
Yang Zhenyan kept talking, but Li Yiyi's expression remained unchanged. After a while, when Yang Zhenyan's mouth went dry, Li Yiyi finally spoke.
"Why are you colluding with them? You deserve to die!"
"No." After hearing Li Yiyi's words, Yang Zhenyan shook his head as fast as a rattle and quickly defended: "They wanted to throw your body into the well. I just saw that the tragedy had already happened.
, I don’t want to cause any more trouble, and isn’t this also good? You still have wishes to fulfill during your lifetime, and I will do them for you. If you want revenge, go find the person who harmed you. Don’t come to me, please.