"Xia Xiaonan? I just looked at her and haven't woken up yet." The criminal police officer in charge of staring at the hospital just finished his meal and walked into the inpatient department calmly. "What's wrong with it? Didn't you say that after a few days, I'll ask when the child is in good spirits?"

A sharp car whistle sounded from the phone, and Luo Wenzhou said quickly: "Xia Xiaonan is not an eyewitness, she is one of the suspects, so I'll keep an eye on it!"

"Ah? Who? You said Xia Xiaonan is..."

The criminal policeman who pushed open the ward door came to an abrupt end.

Luo Wenzhou's heart sank.

"Boss, Xia Xiaonan is gone!"

Luo Wenzhou stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

"Xia Xiaonan is from this city. Her father's name is Xia Fei. She has lung cancer and has never been able to go out to find a serious job. She used to do odd jobs for people to show people a convenience store. She has disappeared a few years ago. Her mother has been taking care of patients and the whole family for many years. She is probably a little depressed. She couldn't think about it for a while and jumped off the building to die." Fei Du turned on the phone with a speakerphone, Tao Ran's voice came through the signal, "This girl has received basically 'sensible', 'introvert' and her academic performance has always been very stable. She is the kind of girl who has to go to school even if she is sick and wears school uniforms during holidays. For such children, studying and going to a good university are the only way to change their destiny."

"Does her family have anything to do with Lu Guosheng in the 327th case that year?"

"No, it's just an ordinary commoner. Apart from being a little miserable, there is nothing special about their family. The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren have never been to Lianhua Mountain, and there are not even relatives there. I can't think of how she met Lu Guosheng, nor can I think of any deep hatred between her and Feng Bin, as for killing and dismembering people."

After Luo Wenzhou dispatched troops, he hung up the phone on the other end and turned to Fei Du: "When you mentioned 'campus violence', is it possible that Feng Bin bullied her, so she tried every means to take revenge?"

"Have you ever done handwriting identification on Feng Bin's letter? If you can confirm that the letter was written by him, it shouldn't be. The letter was not a tone of harming the person." Fei Du said, "Besides, wasn't Xia Xiaonan so scared that she was a little mentally ill? If she was pretending, her acting skills would be too good."

Fei Du may be accustomed to being a boss, and he has a deep understanding of what sentences he likes when he is a boss. He rarely proposes some messy possibilities that disrupt other people's ideas. He has conclusions and no conclusions, and the inference process can be explained in detail, which is very exciting.

Luo Wenzhou looked at him from the rearview mirror and said to Tao Ran: "Contact their class teacher and the students who left, and then ask for permission from the guardian to talk to each other - we will go to the hospital right away."

"Well," Tao Ran responded, then hesitated for a moment, and asked Fei Du again, "What is the tone of the perpetrator?"

Fei Du leaned on the co-pilot with a relaxed body language. The lights passing along the way swept across his face lightly or secretly, and the uncovered aroma of chestnuts was swelling towards him, and they were soaked in the fine and intertwined fibers on the wool coat.

"That is, even if the perpetrators grow up and learn to be 'political correct', they start to worry about their children being bullied, and they denounce 'school violence' with mainstream opinions in society. However, when they recall what they did when they were young, there is still a sense of show-off between the lines. Because they do not think that this is harm, but an achievement - the so-called campus violence is ultimately the power order within the group."

Unless one day you encounter the same situation.

"But the teachers and parents were there just now, and they were in the Public Security Bureau again," Tao Ran said. "If you are really bullied, why don't those children tell us?"

Fei Du laughed: "Brother Tao Ran, a closed boarding school can form its own ecological environment and has formed its own rules and 'laws'. What you think of natural laws may be incredible in the eyes of others - for example, you told the ancients two thousand years ago that we actually lived on the same ball, will anyone believe you?"

As soon as Luo Wenzhou turned on the steering wheel, the hospital was already in front of him.

Previously, they thought Xia Xiaonan was a surviving witness and did not send too many people to stare at her, but they were afraid that she would not be taken care of, so they left someone to accompany her in the hospital. A group of people from the municipal bureau arrived at this time, and the police car stuffed the already crowded parking lot even more vague.

"Her grandfather accompanied her, so I went out for dinner," the detective who was ordered to stare at the hospital looked annoyed. "The old man went to the toilet in the middle, and it was not convenient for him to move. It took about ten minutes before she ran away from here."

In order to give patients a place to move, the inpatient department specially opened a small garden, which was closed. The surveillance camera in the corridor captured Xia Xiaonan quietly slipping out of the ward. She walked through the small garden and flipped over the stone wall, missing where she went.

Xia Xiaonan's grandfather was sweating heavily and tremblingly holding the wheelchair. He was muttering and wondering what he was saying. Seeing that no one could understand, he was so anxious that he kept shouting, like a low-level monster who had missed the world, ugly and helpless.

A criminal policeman was about to step forward, but was stopped by Luo Wenzhou: "Wait, don't tell him first."

He walked to the old man, who broke free from the wheelchair and rushed towards him shakingly, screaming in his mouth, and a long speech came out. Seeing that Luo Wenzhou did not answer, he finally realized that he was half mute and that no one understood what he was saying, so he grabbed Luo Wenzhou's clothes blankly, shut up at a loss, and shed tears.

Luo Wenzhou patted his hand: "Uncle, where do Xiaonan usually goes except to go to school?"

The old man moved his stiff tongue and dragged a long voice out of his throat: "...home."

"Just go home? Does she never go out to play? Do you have any friends who often visit?"

When the old man heard this, he suddenly felt sad. He grinned without warning and burst into tears.

The coldest frost of the year fell quietly, covering the longest night of the year.

It seemed like it was snowing.

Luo Wenzhou took someone to send Xia Xiaonan's grandfather home. By the way, he obtained the consent of the old man and entered Xia Xiaonan's room. It was said that it was a room, but it was actually just a small place separated. It was just enough to put a bed, and there was not even a door. A curtain was hanging down to cover it. The "bedside table" was an abandoned old sewing machine with a cheap pink plastic pen on it. It was the only thing in the room with a little girlish color. There were no extra cabinets in the room. She had a few old clothes on the head of the bed, covered with a white cloth sheet, and the bed was filled with books, most of which were textbooks and exercise books, and she didn't even want to throw away the ones she had used in elementary school.

Fei Du bent down, picked up an exercise book and flipped through it. He saw that all the blank spaces above were full of notes, and his handwriting was beautiful and clean, and he couldn't write some places. He even posted layers after layer with small notes. The exercise book of about two hundred pages was made as thick as a modern Chinese dictionary.

He glanced through Xia Xiaonan's notes at a glance, and could clearly feel that the child's logic was not very clear. She had to make a lot of analytical notes for a slightly more difficult topic. It could be seen that her qualifications were quite average, and her long-term stable and excellent results were made up by time and energy.

Luo Wenzhou: "How is it?"

"Taoran is right," Fei Du closed the exercise book. "This is a girl who goes to school while sick and wears school uniforms during holidays. If Feng Bin is killed and has something to do with her, it is likely that she was coerced."

"If she was coerced, where would she go now? She is not at home, not in the hospital, and I have also found someone to stare at the school, and there is no movement for the time being. Xia Xiaonan has no friend to talk to..." Luo Wenzhou paused, "Is it possible that she will go to the person who coerced her?"

"What did you find? Are you going to settle the score with him? Should you beat that person or arrest him?" Fei Du glanced at him helplessly, "Senior Brother, if her way of thinking was the same as you, she would have dominated the school long ago, who would have dared to coerce her?"

Luo Wenzhou: "..."

Fei Du's tongue may have become a sperm. When he was not in the past, even if he agreed to his opinion, he would agree with him sarcasticly. Now Mao Shun has come over, even if he disagrees, he can refute it and make people feel comfortable.

Luo Wenzhou's tone couldn't help but soften: "Then where else can she go?"

Fei Du did not reply immediately, and his eyes were wandering in Xia Xiaonan's snail-shelled husk for a while, and found a stain on the tablecloth covered by the broken sewing machine at the head of the bed, like a mark that someone often rubbed with his hands for many years. Fei Du pressed the stain and lifted a corner of the tablecloth - which happened to be where the needle and thread box was placed.

There is a five-inch photo frame in the needle and thread box, inside it is a family photo from the past. The background paper of the photo frame reads: "Give it to my daughter Xiaonan". The handwriting looks a little mature, but the font is a bit similar to Xia Xiaonan's.

"Yes... it's so--ah mom, mom. (It was given by her mother)" A panting sound came from behind. Xia Xiaonan's grandfather came to the door at some point and looked at them with a gaze.

At this time, the photo slid down from the opened frame, and there was a letter behind it, which was a suicide note from Xia Xiaonan before her mother committed suicide.

Fei Du slowly raised his head: "Taoran said that her mother died of jumping from the building, where did she jump from?"

Luo Wenzhou was shocked.

The sirens whizzed past, leaving behind a red and blue afterimages on the winding highway.

"Xia Xiaonan's mother is Sun Jing. She worked as a school worker in a junior high school during her lifetime. She jumped off the school's administrative building. The address has been sent to you," Tao Ran said quickly, "Fire and ambulances are in place soon!"

"Forty-third Middle School," Fei Du looked at the brief explanation sent by Tao Ran in the car, "Xia Xiaonan's alma mater, when her mother jumped off the building, Xia Xiaonan was taking a self-study class - she could see their classroom from the administrative building, and she might want to see her daughter for the last time."

"Her mother was relieved. She left the family and jumped off the building in front of the children. Wouldn't Xia Xiaonan resent her? Why do you think she might follow her to learn?"

"This is normal. A person often becomes what he hates the most," Fei Du shrugged. "The more taboo you are, the more attractive you are when you are desperate, for example..."
Chapter completed!