Zhang Yichi left the school and returned to the car.
From this position, he could see the teaching building, and he looked through the car window at the rows of windows in the teaching building. This time, no students were crowded around the windows, because there was no longer anything to make them curious about.
"Hello? I'm Zhang Yichi." Zhang Yichi called Mo Chou.
"How are you doing over there?" came an unpredictable question from the other end of the phone.
Zhang Yichi opened his mouth and couldn't speak. He said a little discouraged for a while: "As you thought, she said she was just joking. The other person who wrote this note was the monitor of Chen Chen's class...a girl."
"Really?" After Mo Bian learned the identity of the person who wrote the note, his tone was obviously surprised.
"I asked her why she wanted to write it. I asked her three times and she kept apologizing and begging for forgiveness." Zhang Yichi felt irritated. "I didn't know what else to do in that situation, so I came out."
The unpredictable person on the other end was silent for a moment: "Where are you now?"
"Outside the school, in the car."
"Come back first. I'm investigating Zhong Mingya and there's something new."
"Um."
Zhang Yichi hung up the phone, took a deep breath, adjusted his attitude, started the car and returned to the station.
Mo Sui saw Zhang Yichi coming back and asked him to sit down next to him: "I found some videos of Zhong Mingya jumping off the building that were taken by onlookers. Come and take a look."
Zhang Yichi sat down and played the first video on his computer.
The video was probably shot with a mobile phone. It was shaking a bit, and the surroundings were very noisy. There was a buzz of discussion. Although they were talking about Zhong Mingya, Zhong Mingya felt particularly lonely sitting by the window on the top floor of the shopping mall.
It seems like they are from two different worlds.
"Jump quickly, what are you doing!"
"Haha, honey, I'm here in the mall. Someone is about to jump off the building. I'll take a video to show you later."
"Hey! Girl! If you can't think of anything, just jump down and think about it! Jump quickly! Haha!"
To Zhang Yichi's surprise, the onlookers did not have any good intentions to dissuade Zhong Mingya, and many of them were meddlesome people encouraging him to jump down. Whenever one of the people encouraged him to jump, he would burst into laughter.
"Stop making noise!" a firefighter shouted, "This is a matter of life and death! What are you doing!"
These words did not make the crowd restrain themselves.
There were too many people gathered at the scene, so many that meddlers could hide in and disappear without a trace as if they were merging into the sea.
"Jump! You've been sitting for two hours! Aren't you exhausted?"
"Yeah, we have something else to do, we have to dance quickly!"
"Stop making noise! Everyone disperse! Don't gather here!" The relevant personnel were still trying their best to control the scene.
There are firefighters who have climbed halfway up and are trying to rescue.
Zhong Mingya sat on it, the wind blowing her hair a little messy.
The photographer was taking a picture of Zhong Mingya, but because the distance was a bit far, it was not clear what Zhong Mingya looked like.
Zhang Yichi stared at the video, listening to the cold words and laughter, his hands clenched subconsciously.
Soon, this video is over.
Unpredictable and a little uncomfortable, he raised his hand to play the next video.
This video is from another angle. The voices urging Zhong Mingya to jump down are still ringing from time to time. The crowds of onlookers change one after another, but the malicious intent is always there.
Someone started a live broadcast.
Someone was on the phone to share the situation with relatives and friends.
Someone is recording video and taking photos.
Someone is encouraging.
A young firefighter tied with a hanging rope approached Zhong Mingya little by little. The few maintenance personnel on site were fighting against the crowd, but their voices of restraint were easily swallowed up by the sea.
"Stop arguing! If the girl really jumps down, which one of you will be responsible! Shut up! Disperse!" A middle-aged man wearing a firefighting suit roared loudly, his face turning red.
The laughter continued.
After each instigator has finished instigating, he can hide or hide without being discovered by shrinking his body or moving back a little.
After the drinking is over, they will appear again to encourage.
It's like whack-a-mole.
When the firefighters who were supposed to go all out to save Zhong Mingya had to spare some of them to fight against the onlookers, Zhong Mingya fell forward from upstairs, opened her arms and fell down.
"Bang!"
The fall was very short, so short that no one could react.
"ah!"
The first sound that came out was that of the young firefighter who was hanging up and preparing to rescue Zhong Mingya. He screamed in collapse.
Zhong Mingya fell motionless in a pool of blood.
"It's really dancing!"
"Is there something wrong with this girl's brain? She just dances when people ask her to?"
"Dance, my wife! I'll take a video for you!"
"Oh, hey, it's probably hopeless. It's so miserable."
"Ah! Ah!" The young firefighter who failed to save Zhong Mingya screamed like crazy.
The scene became more chaotic and the laughter did not stop.
The video ends.
Mozhi released the third video.
The third video was shot upstairs opposite the shopping mall. It covers a wide area and you can see the densely packed heads below the shopping mall.
After Zhong Mingya jumped down, the crowd began to disperse.
After about ten minutes, the crowd had almost dispersed.
To them, it doesn't matter who Zhong Mingya is, it doesn't matter why she jumped from the building, it doesn't even matter that Zhong Mingya died.
They were just watching a show.
When Zhong Mingya hesitated on the window sill, they shouted that she was cowardly and that she should either stop jumping or hurry up. But when Zhong Mingya really jumped, they began to accuse her of being stupid, having no opinion, and still being cowardly.
.
The ambulance came and picked up Zhong Mingya, and also picked up the firefighter who had suffered a major psychological shock.
The young firefighter thought he could have saved Zhong Mingya. He watched helplessly as Zhong Mingya jumped down in front of him. The instant impact caused the young man to completely collapse.
The third video ends.
Unexpectedly, the playback did not continue to the next one.
The two of them were silent.
Zhang Yichi loosened his tightly clenched hands and exhaled the heavy breath in his chest: "They..."
"..." Mo Zhi wanted to say something, but couldn't. He silently took out the cigarette case, took one in his mouth, and took another one to Zhang Yichi.
The two of them smoked and didn't talk.
"Ahem!" Zhang Yichi inhaled too hard, choked on the smoke, and started coughing.
"Are you okay..." Mu Zhi wanted to help Zhang Yichi, who was bent over and coughing.
Zhang Yichi put away his unpredictable hand and coughed for a while, then staggered up and sat back down in his seat. He coughed until his eyes were blood red, but he grinned: "Are you kidding...
What are these and what..."
"I wanted to find the murderer through the video, but I didn't expect to see this." Mo Chou explained.
"Oh." Zhang Yichi's eyes gradually became indifferent, "Let's go on and find the murderer."