After learning the result, Zhang Yichi felt a little uncomfortable.
The specific location of the injury even determined the different attitudes of Chen Chen and Zhong Mingya when facing death. One was regretful when he died, and the other was in complete despair.
"That's right." Zhang Yichi clutched the two autopsy reports and looked back and forth for a long time.
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Late at night, Mo Zhi took Zhang Yichi to a late-night noodle shop. The two sat opposite each other, each with a bowl of hot noodles in front of them.
Unexpectedly, he ate a lot and made a slurping sound.
Zhang Yichi didn't have much appetite and put down his chopsticks halfway through the meal: "Did you see any clues from the autopsy report?"
"It will make people more confused." Mo Zhi paused and said.
"What's the doubt?" Zhang Yichi took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.
Mo Zhi took a bite of cold food: "If he committed suicide, he should have been forced to jump off the building. Chen Chen's situation is understandable, and the forensic doctor also said that the posture should be that he wanted to live when he jumped off the building. But Zhong Mingya is different.
Yes, she...what did she say?"
"No struggle, complete despair."
"Well, anyway, it means that I didn't regret or be afraid when I jumped down. It didn't feel like I was forced but voluntary. This doesn't make sense with homicide." Mo Chu stirred the noodles and started eating again.
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Zhang Yichi glanced at the time: "Now that I know the basics, I can go directly to Chen Chen's class teacher tomorrow to uncover the hidden things."
"Okay, uh... well, do you still want some noodles?" Mo Zhi said there was only noodle soup left in the bowl.
"You... want to eat?" Zhang Yichi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
"It's a shameful waste!" Mo Zhi reached out and took Zhang Yichi's bowl and put all his noodles into his bowl. "I won't take you to eat anymore. You don't even have the appetite of a woman."
Zhang Yichi had nothing to say.
His heart is not that big and his appetite is naturally not that big.
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The third day after Chen Chen and Zhong Mingya died.
Zhang Yichi came to school with Mo Chou, and this time he still greeted the class teacher in advance. The class teacher hesitated for a while before responding. I am afraid it was because Zhang Yichi scared the classmates last time when he came, and he was worried that it would happen again this time.
What's going on?
"It's the end of this semester soon. Studying is tight now. If you two are not particularly urgent and it takes a long time, I suggest you wait until their second class is over before meeting them. I will talk to the teacher later.
The head teacher told me that our class will not run for exercise today." The head teacher tried to arrange the time.
"How long will it last?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"Well... the running time, including rest time, should be about half an hour." The head teacher gave an approximate time.
Zhang Yichi and Mo Ce looked at each other and sat down in the office: "Then we will wait until ten o'clock."
"Okay, I'm going to talk to the dean right now." Zhang Yichi and the others came here in a hurry, and the head teacher hadn't had time to notify the dean.
"Can we walk around the school casually?" Mu Zhi couldn't sit still.
"...Okay." The head teacher felt that it was not a good thing to let these two people walk around casually, but he could not find a reason to refuse.
The head teacher went to inform the dean, who immediately came to ask, thinking it was something big. Zhang Yichi said that he was just asking for some more details, it was not a big deal, and he had agreed to the head teacher's schedule and would use the running time at ten o'clock.
Asking questions will not delay students’ study time.
The dean felt relieved and did not report to higher-level leaders.
The two of them were walking casually in the school. Because the curriculum was arranged differently, some students were in class and some were taking physical education classes outside. There was always some noise outside the teaching building.
As they walked, they came not far from where Chen Chen fell to his death.
The cordon that was in place yesterday has disappeared, and the blood stains on the ground have been cleaned up, as if nothing happened.
"The processing speed in this area is surprisingly fast." Mo Yue said.
Zhang Yichi raised his head and looked at the roof of the building. Looking at the roof this time, his heart was even more mixed.
He imagined Chen Chen standing on the roof of the building. At that time, other students were running on the playground behind the teaching building. Chen Chen approached the edge step by step and finally jumped off.
The moment Chen Chen jumped down, he regretted it. He put up his hands to protect himself, but it was of no use at all. His body hit the ground that was a little hot due to the scorching sun.
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"Let's go to the toilet."
Zhang Yichi came to his senses and followed Mo Zhi to the toilet.
In the toilet, Mo Zhi caught a male classmate secretly smoking. After a lecture, he confiscated the cigarette case and gave him a verbal warning.
Time passed neither too fast nor too slowly, and finally it was ten o'clock.
The two of them arrived at the class together with their class teacher.
The students sat quietly, and class monitor Han Zixuan, who was cried by Zhang Yichi yesterday, also regained her composure.
"Two criminal police officers came over and wanted to ask some more questions about Chen Chen. Everyone must actively cooperate." The class teacher started, hoping that Zhang Yichi and the others would finish asking everything they needed to ask, and the students would also finish everything they needed to say.
, let this matter end as soon as possible.
"Han Zixuan." Zhang Yichi walked to the podium and called Han Zixuan's name.
"Ah?" Han Zixuan looked at Zhang Yichi.
"Let me ask you a question first." Zhang Yichi looked around the class, then stared at Han Zixuan, "What kind of person is Chen Chen usually?"
Han Zixuan sat there and shook her head: "I don't know, I'm not very familiar with him."
"No matter how unfamiliar we are, we are already classmates who have been together for a year." Zhang Yichi said.
Han Zixuan knew that Zhang Yichi had to get the answer from herself, but she didn't know why she asked herself first. Could it be because she wrote the note?
"I'm usually a very helpful classmate, but a bit withdrawn." Han Zixuan replied.
Zhang Yichi actually didn't care about Han Zixuan's description of Chen Chen. He nodded thoughtfully and continued to ask: "Do you know what disease Chen Chen has?"
"Purpura." Han Zixuan said, and then quickly explained, "I am responsible for statistics on the medical history of the classmates in the class, so I know about this..."
"Do you think purpura is contagious?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"Purpura is not contagious." Han Zixuan was a little confused.
Zhang Yichi pointed to several classmates at random and asked the same question. The answers from several students were consistent, purpura is not contagious.
After getting this answer, Zhang Yichi took a deep breath and walked slowly to Han Zixuan's desk: "As the monitor, you should know everything about the big and small things in the class, right?"
"...Hmm." Han Zixuan realized that Zhang Yichi had bad intentions in asking this, but she didn't know how to answer.
"Then let me ask you another question, as well as all the students in your class." Zhang Yichi stood there motionless, putting great pressure on Han Zixuan, "Has Chen Chen ever been bullied in the class before his death?"
Han Zixuan picked her fingers and sat upright with a stiff face: "I haven't been bullied, at least I haven't heard of it."
"Really?" Zhang Yichi knocked Han Zixuan's desk with his knuckles, "Look up at me."
Han Zixuan raised her head somewhat mechanically and looked at Zhang Yichi who was looking down at her. Zhang Yichi's eyes were so bright that she didn't dare to look at him.