"Do you know her high school name?"

"Yes, I heard her mention it before."

Xiao Han thought for a while, removed the entered text, re-entered the six words "Beijing Yiyi Middle School", and then clicked to confirm, and went in.

"I was right, and I actually had to encrypt the fence password again according to the rules just now. This girl is really interesting."

"You really have it." Jiang Wuya happily returned to his position and prepared to take a look at the album of this future girlfriend.

"Wait, Wuya, don't you mind chatting with me for a while, do you?"

Just now when Jiang Wuya tried to pull me up by Yinming Lake, he seemed to have thought of something. He cared a little and asked.

“How was it like spending time with your family during the National Day holiday?”

"Not very good...my sister..."

"Do you have a sister?"

Xiao Han frowned. Why have you never heard Wuya mention it?

"It's the first time I heard about it, and then? How's your sister?"

"It's not like that, don't ask." Jiang Wuya sighed and turned his head away, as if he was avoiding something.

When Xiao Han saw him like this, he stopped talking. The atmosphere gradually became solemn. It seemed that he wanted to find some topics to activate his anger.

"Oh, by the way, there is a novel that uses criminal investigation reasoning to solve the case. It feels quite interesting. Do you want to read it?"

"Ah, I remembered it, almost forgot." Jiang Wuya turned around and took a book from his bookshelf, "Here, this is for you, this is a gift for you to bring me specialties, a novel."

“Wow!”

Xiao Han deliberately made an exaggerated voice.

"Is that so? A gift? I can't believe it was you who did it."

"Look at what you said, don't you like reading this kind of book the most? In fact, I saw that this book is selling well, and there was nothing left in the dinner money, so..." Jiang Wuya handed the book to Xiao Han, "I have read the book, it's very good, but it's a pity that I have turned a few pages into pieces. I don't think you should mind, right?"

I won't mind...that's a big deal!!! If you don't say the following sentence, I will actually be even more moved.

By the way, you have all taken it apart, hey!

Xiao Han reluctantly took the book from Jiang Wuya.

"Look at your unhappy expression, it must be that the catalog case design of this novel is not very good, right? In fact, if you actually read it, you will find that the plot is really rich, and you can feel the hard work that the author puts into it. Every novel that is successfully published is a miracle. I am very clear about this. Writing novels independently is a very hard thing, so support the author as much as possible."

Xiao Han nodded and suddenly thought of what happened recently in the school.

"How does Professor Luo's Sijian class feel?"

“There are a lot of homework left.”

"Ah, I forgot." Xiao Han took out a notebook from his backpack and handed it to Jiang Wuya, "For you, this is my answer to the case analysis question in the last class. Haven't you finished it yet? Please refer to it? However, it mentioned the 'iodine smoke display method', which is a concept that I didn't understand before, so I made some modifications when I returned to the dormitory."

"Iodine smoke display method?"

"Yes, one of the physical methods of extracting handprints in crime trace detection. Human handprints contain oil and have an adsorption effect on iodine. When smoked with iodine steam, the handprint lines will turn brown. However, there are also precautions. If the fingerprints are left for a long time, it will be bad. However, I think the usage method mentioned in the case is quite appropriate."

"I have a question, if my finger touches something like a rope, can I also extract fingerprints?"

"Yes, some chemical components in Wuzhen glue can be catalyzed with organic matter in fingerprint remains, showing white lines, which is one of the chemical methods for handprint extraction."

“…”

Jiang Wuya was silent, always feeling that he had nothing to say, and it was obvious that he was worried.

"Have you heard of the recent school fall incident? Kong Qing's body was carried out by the research institute of our school, right? Have you ever heard of the rumors that Kong Qing's death time does not match the fall incident?"

"I think that's right."

For some reason, Jiang Wuya expressed his opinion in a very affirmative voice.

"I feel very sure that she didn't commit suicide, right?"

"That's for sure, she couldn't commit suicide, no doubt."

It seems that he can infer this way in his words that Wuya knows her.

"I can feel a very subtle change in you." Xiao Han frowned.

"Actually, it's because of my family's affairs."

"Ah sorry."

It is best not to continue asking, at least it proves that your feelings are correct.

"Well, I'm going to read a book, let's talk back."

"Then I'll go and see the album you just deciphered."

Jiang Wuya returned to his position and started working on his own computer.

That's all, Jiang Wuya asked me to complete all the things, and I was not interested in the subsequent development of the incident, but-

But it was not until later that I realized that I had made a huge "mistake" at this moment, so I still regretted it when I recalled this incident for a long time later.

After being pushed into the center of that "event", in retrospect, it should have started that night.

【Wake up from the dream, I seem to hear the sound of rain.】

【The annoying sound of rain seems to have never stopped in ten years.】

[The pale moonlight in the dark night sky was reflected in my eyes. In order not to forget the scenery I saw in my dream just now, I turned over the notebook beside me, but the tip of my pen stayed in mid-air.]

[——It seems that I killed someone in my dream just now.]

[The victim seemed to be a woman, but I don’t know where the place was the rooftop of a building.]

[That was a miserable scene like a dream. The girl waved her hands at me weakly, her throat was hoarse but she couldn't make any sound. She could only recognize the emotion known as despair from her hideous expression and painful eyes. No, no, that's a dream.]

[I covered my wounds and didn't know where and when I got them, I couldn't remember them at all.]

[——How should this wound be explained?]

[Since I became sensible, I have suffered from such a disease and could not distinguish between reality and memory in dreams. It is wrong. To be precise, it became like this after that "event".]
Chapter completed!