Extra: Pain

It only took two minutes to get from the first floor to the third floor.

The building was extremely quiet and the only sound he could hear was his footsteps.

He Yuzhou repeated the words he had prepared in his mind, walked to the door of Room 303 and knocked.

The door was not closed tightly and it opened when he knocked lightly.

The cool air from the air conditioner wafted gently over his skin.

A bad premonition suddenly came to my mind.

The air conditioner is on at home, so how come the door is not closed?

He Yuzhou immediately opened the door and walked in: "Teacher Wen! I am He Yuzhou from the Law Department."

"Your father said there was a law book from many years ago stored in your study and asked me to come get it."

After saying this, he turned around the entrance.

The moment his eyes reached the living room, the phone rang.

He Yuzhou's mind went blank.

Following his instinct, he walked to Wen Zhile's side to check on her condition, called her a few times with a trembling voice, and then suddenly fell to the floor.

The phone stopped ringing briefly and then rang again.

He walked over and answered the phone in a daze.

Wen Shuren's gentle voice came from the receiver: "Zhizhi, Professor He from the Law Department of our school is going home to get a book. The book was handwritten by your grandparents before they died. It is on the top shelf of the bookshelf. Please help me find it."

"Professor Wen..." He Yuzhou's throat was tight and he had difficulty speaking. It seemed that he had used up all his strength to say these three words. "You and Professor Shu, please go home as soon as possible. Xiao Wen...something happened."

The receiver slipped from his hand.

Wen Shuren's anxious voice could be heard faintly, but He Yuzhou turned a deaf ear to it and looked at Wen Zhile not far away with a blank expression.

For a moment, he remembered the young man who was running panic-stricken when he ran into him downstairs.

Once a thought comes, it won't go away easily.

After Dai Guangzong's figure lingered in his mind for nearly ten seconds, he picked up the phone to call the police and immediately ran out of the Wen family's house.

His great grief made his expression look extremely scary, and passers-by would stay away from him at a glance.

Dai Guangzong had already run far away, and there was no sign of him outside the community.

He Yuzhou chased in the direction he left without hesitation.

Ten minutes after he went to chase the man, Wen Shuren drove Shu Ying back to the community in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, several police cars and military jeeps came roaring in and stopped outside Building No. 3.

Around 11:30, all schools in Jingzhou City were dismissed.

A moment later, a boy in a dark blue school uniform rode a bicycle with a boy who looked much younger than him and easily passed many children who were going home for lunch and rode into the community.

The boy has fair skin, black hair, sword-like eyebrows and deep eyes, and stands out among his peers.

The boy said happily: "Sister Xiangxiang is on vacation today, so I can watch Ultraman with her!"

The young man said disapprovingly, "There are only a few episodes of Ultraman. You've watched it over and over again. You're not tired of it, but my sister is."

"How could I be tired of seeing this, Brother Chou Chou, don't you believe in light?"

"I don't know if I believe in light or not, but I know if you call me that again I will kick you out."

"Hey, you were smelly when we first met."

The boy smiled but didn't really smile: "I just finished eating durian."

"That's right...Brother Chou Chou! Look ahead, is the police car parked downstairs of your house? There are so many people gathered outside the cordon!"

As they were talking, the boy rode to the bottom of Building No. 3.

He stood on his feet, frowned and looked at the man squatting at the wall not far away, and called him, "Cousin!"

He parked his bike and ran over: "Cousin, why are there so many police cars downstairs?"

As soon as I asked the question, I saw tears in Shu Chengan's eyes.

The young man slowly stopped, his face suddenly turned pale: "Something happened in my family?"

Shu Chengan opened his mouth and his lips trembled.

"Xiaojiu, you...you..."

The word "sister" was like a thousand-pound boulder pressing on Shu Cheng'an's mouth, making it impossible for her to utter the word.

"Me what? Cousin, who's in trouble?"

"Brother," Xingxing came over with tears in her eyes, "They, they said that my sister was murdered."

With a "clang", the schoolbag on the left shoulder fell to the ground.

The boy seemed not to notice, his mind went blank for a second, and then he ran towards the building like a madman.

All the onlookers felt sorry for him.

The door of the house was open, and several policemen wearing white gloves were walking around the rooms. Some were comforting family members beside the sofa, while others were checking the wall in the living room for clues about the deceased.

Shu Ying and Wen Shuren cried until they fainted twice.

Tang Heping and Shu Ye managed not to fall down, but their eyes were red and swollen, and their hearts were broken.

The boy walked through the entrance hall with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and saw the police covering his sister with a white sheet, and she lay limp on the ground with a deathly pale face.