"you……"

The sudden hug made Jiang Bing slightly stunned, then her face turned red and quickly pushed me away, and the slight squirming of her mouth covered her embarrassment.

"You are crazy."

When I came to my senses, I smiled disapprovingly, looked around and found that I was at the door of the police station.

I clearly remember running in the endless darkness. Logically speaking, it should have surpassed the police station for so long, but why is it now appearing in the police station?

I was stunned for a moment and then touched my pocket and found that the bag was opened and I smoked only one cigarette on my body, which proves that I really bought the cigarette before.

"I... why am I here?" I rubbed my forehead and picked up my phone on the ground to look at Jiang Bing in front of me.

Jiang Bing rolled his eyes and said, "I want to ask you why you are here."

"I came out of the dormitory and wanted to buy something, but who knew that I saw you wandering around like a fool."

"..." I opened my mouth and said speechless. It seemed that I had really encountered a ghost hitting a wall.

I have learned about ghosts hitting the wall, and this phenomenon has been perfectly explained. But what I can’t understand is that ghosts hitting the wall also come with a weird phone number?

I remembered the call I received before, and I took out my phone and searched for the call record. I repeated it over and over again and again and again and found that there was no number. I had no choice but to put down my phone.

"Why did you appear here?" I looked up at Jiang Bing in confusion.

Jiang Bing pointed to the small supermarket opposite and said, "I want to buy some things, but now it seems I can't buy them."

Although I was not wandering on the brink of death at that moment, I did feel endless panic. If it weren't for Jiang Bing, I think I would still be trapped in a ghost-hitting wall.

Looking at Jiang Bing's cold cheeks but with red shiny, I suddenly wanted to throw away all my worries and cases, and then stay with her quietly.

This idea is a bit unrealistic for me now.

After calming down, Jiang Bing and I returned to the police dormitory together, probably because my previous actions were a bit out of order. Jiang Bing kept a distance from me when he was walking with me.

After breaking up at the previous fork in the road, I returned to the dormitory where I lived with Zhao Jiyou alone.

He gently opened the door and found that Zhao Jiyou was not asleep yet. He lay lazily on the bed and gently wiped the peach wood sword that made him see things as life. He lazily asked me why I had been there for so long.

I unnaturally ignored the incident of having ghosts hitting the wall before, and replied that the supermarket was closed and bought it from another place.

With crazy running and mentally panic, I finally felt tired and sleepy when I lay on the bed this time, and lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

It was eight o'clock the next morning when we woke up again. After we met at the place where we broke up last night, we went outside and had a simple breakfast. We returned to the temporary office meeting room prepared for us by the police station.

I don’t know who has cleaned up the documents and materials in the messy manner on the desktop of the conference room. There is a copy of personal materials next to a large number of documents.

I took the information in my hand and looked at it and couldn't help but smile.

Gu Xiaoyun's efficiency is faster than I thought. Now it's just past eight o'clock that the police station has not started to work normally. I think this information was sent by her last night.

There are three copies of Yang Ziping’s personal information. I handed the remaining two to Zhao Jiyou and Jiang Bing and looked through them alone.

Yang Ziping, male, 56 years old, from Anyong Village, Qingquan County. He resigned from his status as a teacher in Qingquan County No. 1 Primary School ten years ago and was invited to return to become the principal of Anyong Village Primary School. He has been in office for ten years so far...

"Yang Ziping's information is plain and there is nothing interesting about it. When he was a teacher in Qingquan County, he was selected as an excellent teacher award more than once, and it should have nothing to do with the case." Jiang Bing put down the information and rubbed his smooth forehead and said softly.

Zhao Jiyou carefully read the information and said, "There are some unusual things, but they have nothing to do with the case we investigated."

I understand what Zhao Jiyou is referring to.

Yang Ziping is currently fifty-six years old, which can be considered a person who has buried half of the loess. However, he did not have any spouse in the first half of his life. Not only does this information show that Yang Ziping never even had a girlfriend when he was young.

In my personal opinion, there are only two reasons for a normal man not to marry and have children.

One is that the man has some problems with his sexual orientation, and the other is that he has been hurt before and no longer believes in love.

I don’t know which Yang Ziping belongs to, but these are beyond our understanding. To put it bluntly, they are not under our jurisdiction.

"Yang Ziping lost his mother when he was a child, and his father also died of a heart attack ten years ago. However, the information shows that Yang Ziping's father did not suffer from heart attack before his death, and the reason for his father's death was cardiac arrest. He passed away before he could have time to treat it." I put down the information and took out a cigarette and put it on the corner of my mouth.

I have seen a person who has no heart disease but died of cardiac arrest. Most of the dead people have seen something that scares them and suddenly stops their hearts by intimidating. If they are not treated or recovered in time, they are indeed in danger of life.

"After all, if we want to figure out the case of the shriveled female corpse and An Qianqian, we must start from the fire ten years ago, but all the information about the fire ten years ago no longer exists in the police station, and we have no idea how to start now." I said in a dilemma with a little embarrassed look on the smoke.

"It's not that there is no information about the case ten years ago." Jiang Bing smiled meaningfully, then stood up and picked up the car keys on the table and said, "Go to EYang Village."

I was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood Jiang Bing’s intention.

Yang Ziping can now be said to have been ruled out by us, and he is the principal of Ernst & Young Village Primary School and has also served for ten years.

He has personally experienced the fire ten years ago and is still vivid in his mind. He must have known a little about what happened ten years ago.

When we arrived at Anyong Village Primary School, it was around 10 o'clock noon. When we entered the school and walked to the entrance of the teaching building, we were about to go to the principal's office on the third floor, we suddenly heard a sound from a classroom on the first floor next door.

We looked at each other in three ways and laughed disapprovingly.

This scene made us feel familiar. We walked gently to the classroom making noises and saw an old man with white hair holding a broom and dustpan gently sweeping the ground.

The old man is Yang Ziping we are looking for.

Yang Ziping swept the floor in the classroom as always. His movements were extremely skillful. We all know that he must be the one who does the hygiene in the classroom alone.

Jiang Bing reached out and gently knocked on the wooden door of the classroom.

Yang Ziping paused slightly in his hand, then raised his head and looked at us.

When he saw us, he stopped his movements and walked over slowly and smiled reluctantly and asked why we were here.

I looked around and said, "If it's not trouble, let's go to your office and talk."

"No trouble, no trouble. If the office is not closed, please go there and wait. I will sweep the last bit and go there." Yang Ziping rubbed his hands and glanced at the ground that was not cleaned up with paper scraps and soil, which were not cleaned up. He looked a little uncomfortable.

I smiled and nodded, pulled Zhao Jiyou and Jiang Bing and walked upstairs gently.

Yang Ziping should have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Those garbage that has not been disposed of seems particularly uncomfortable to those with obsessive-compulsive disorder. If they are not disposed of, they will definitely feel uncomfortable.

The three of us arrived at the third floor and found that the door of the principal's office was open and not closed. When we walked in, we smelled like a scent.

I frowned and smelled the fragrance. After carefully identifying it, I found that the fragrance should be the fragrance of osmanthus.

"Osmanthus." Jiang Bing pointed to a potted plant by the office window.

I looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, I saw several cut osmanthus flowers placed by the office window.

I have smelled the fragrance of osmanthus before, but it is all the fragrances that have been processed in the fresh air. I have never smelled such an authentic fragrance. The faint fragrance has a magical effect that can make people feel refreshed.

We sat on the mahogany sofa in the office without any politeness. After about three or four minutes, Yang Ziping hurried to the office.

He smiled and poured us a cup of tea and then drank another cup of himself.

After doing all this, he asked us what we had to do with him.

I glanced at Jiang Bing, and then replied casually: "If something big happened in school, the child shouldn't go to school for the time being, right?"

"..." Yang Ziping was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that we would suddenly ask this. He came back to his senses and said with a dim expression: "No."

"I don't know what's going on. Recently, there have been frequent accidents in schools. It's really a big deal. And every time there is an accident, it's either a student or a teacher, the parents of the school's children take the children away. There are even many children who have even completed the withdrawal procedures..."

I nodded and said thoughtfully: "We don't want these things happening to the school. What we can do now is to deal with the things in our hands as soon as possible, restore the truth of the matter, and give the school a cleansing."

"Thank you very much. After the four teachers' affairs were settled, the parents of the school students had a new view on the school, but now..." Yang Ziping did not say it in the end. Thousands of words gathered together but only changed to a deep sigh.

I saw that the time was ripe and I didn't continue to talk nonsense, so I said straight: "After our investigation, the body found is closely related to the fire ten years ago. The fire ten years ago was not intentionally artificial, so the police station did not file it. This time we came to ask if you have any information about the fire ten years ago. We want to take it back and study it."

"Information of the fire ten years ago?" Yang Ziping picked up the teacup and paused slightly, then shook his head blankly and said, "I...How can there be information about the fire in my school? At most, I only have a list of students in Class 61 classrooms ten years ago."

"The list of students?" Jiang Bing and I looked at each other, then said to Yang Ziping: "Can we give us a list of students?"

Yang Ziping had no reason to refuse the simple request. He thought for a moment, nodded and took out the key he carried with him to open the locked drawer.

I thought the list was here, but when I waited for me to walk forward, I realized that what was locked in the drawer was just a bunch of keys, not a list.

Yang Ziping took out the key from the drawer and turned around to the information cabinet beside him.

The list turned out to be stored in the information cabinet by Yang Ziping. The layers of hidden content can be seen that Yang Ziping has a strong desire to keep this list. I think this is probably the method Yang Ziping used to hide his deep pain.

Yang Ziping took out the yellowed list and handed it to us and said, "This is the list of all students in Class 61 classroom ten years ago. I have been left for ten years. I thought I would never take it out in my life, but I didn't expect to take it out."

I took the list from Yang Ziping, and the three of us gathered together and looked at the name on it.

The names are very strange, but there are also several names that we are more familiar with.

For example, An Qianqian and An Leman.

Our focus is not on the name, but on the number of people.

I carefully counted the names on the list and asked Yang Ziping, "There were thirty-four people in the Class 61 classroom at that time, right?"

"Yes, there are thirty-four people!" Yang Ziping answered unwaveringly.

Jiang Bing put down the information and said coldly: "When the fire broke out, all the students in the class, that is, thirty-four students, died inside?"
Chapter completed!