Chapter 40 Start school investigation.
This even shocked the superintendent.
"Is it really that similar? But Qin Roumei certainly didn't have the time to commit the crime."
"Maybe there's something wrong with one of the links."
Feng Charlie and Lin Meiqi looked at each other, then asked the vendors separately and came to the same conclusion.
In the end, there was no choice but to let the vendors leave.
The police inspector asked Qin Roumei what to do: "It's been 24 hours. We have to let her go."
Feng Fengli nodded: "Let her go back, she can't be the murderer."
After all, people from all walks of life in the police station are watching us. We are under their noses 24 hours a day, so there is nothing wrong with the surveillance footage.
The two returned to the serious crime squad. Charlie Feng said nothing, thinking about something.
Lin Meiqi was also puzzled.
Everyone gathered around and asked what had happened, and they told them the whole story.
Da Huang couldn't help but say, "It must be haunted. How could something like this happen?"
Feng Charlie shrugged and said, "I don't know either. It seems that the initial direction may be wrong."
He asked Da Huang, "How is the investigation of the victim's identity going? Have you been to the trading company?"
Da Huang nodded: "The victim's name is Hu Panshan, 29 years old, an employee of the sales department of Tianxiang Trading Company. At the same time, he is evaluated as a decent person, who has never done anything out of the ordinary. He just works diligently and does not do any miscellaneous things. You know, most employees of sales companies like to drink and socialize, but he never does... and it is said that he loves his wife very much at home."
"Anything else?"
"He has no bad habits, and his colleagues said he would never offend anyone. Because the suspect might be a woman disguised as a man, I also speculated whether he had other lovers outside, but Hu Panshan's colleagues said they had never seen them and they would never believe he would do such a thing."
"Do you have a home address?"
"Yes, we are on our way there."
"I'll go with you," said Charlie Feng.
He glanced at Lin Meiqi. This matter was too strange. He was afraid that she also wanted to get involved.
So, before it was Lin Meiqi's turn to speak, Charlie Feng took the initiative to say, "Forensic Doctor Lin, would you like to come too?"
The three of them drove there and arrived at an ordinary residential area. The buildings were unremarkable, and the signboard at the gate of the community was broken again. It was dark and it looked like no one had cleaned it for a long time.
They entered the complex and found the building number.
In fact, Hu Panshan’s wife should be at home.
It is said that his wife recently lost her job and usually stays at home at this time, or has gone to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and is waiting for Hu Panshan to come back and make lunch for him.
His wife is a good cook and usually makes 4 to 5 dishes for lunch.
Colleagues have even been to their house for dinner and were all envious of him for having such a good wife. The police have not yet notified her, and she currently has no idea that her husband has been killed.
Feng Charlie raised his hand and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
The voice of Hu Panshan's wife came over. I opened the door and looked outside. It was a stranger.
"Who are you?"
Charlie Feng showed his police ID: "Officer, I have something to ask you."
The woman opened the door and let the policeman in. She sat on the sofa and subconsciously handed the fruit she had prepared for her husband to the policeman: "Sir, you guys eat it. You can talk slowly after you eat it."
Her attitude is very gentle, and you can tell at first glance that she is a girl with a good personality.
Lin Meiqi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, not knowing how to tell the truth about her husband's accident.
However, as a police officer who has experienced this kind of thing many times, Feng Charlie was much calmer. He thought that a short pain is worse than a long one, so he said directly without beating around the bush: "I'm sorry, we are here to inform you that your husband Hu Panshan was stabbed to death in an alley on his way to work today."
"What?!"
Hu Panshan's wife was shocked, and the apple in her hand fell to the ground with a plop.
Feng Charlie lowered his head to help her pick it up and put it on the table next to her: "I know it's hard for you to accept it, so I came here to solve the case as soon as possible and catch the murderer. I want to ask you, have you felt that your husband has been abnormal recently? Are there any suspicious people around him?"
Hu Panshan’s wife took two pieces of tissue paper from the table and pressed them against her eyes.
Her tears flowed down her face as if they could not be wiped away at all.
"I thought something might happen, but I didn't expect him to be killed! This was too unexpected for me. We were planning to have children, but now he's gone, and he and I don't even have a thought left..."
She sobbed.
Feng Charlie didn't say anything. Generally speaking, at this time, the victim's family would be in a very unstable state, so he had to give them some time and try not to disturb them.
Hu Panshan’s wife cried for a long time, as if she wanted to cry out all the tears in her life.
The stack of tissues at hand was almost used up, so she carefully threw them into the trash can.
She looks like a neat and tidy person.
Hu Panshan's wife's eyes were red and a little swollen from crying, but she didn't care. She recalled something and said, "I am also puzzled. He is a very good person. I believe that none of his bosses and colleagues would say that he is not conscientious in his duties."
"We have also asked this, and it is indeed as you said."
The woman continued, "As a husband, he is also very qualified. In fact, when we first got together, many relatives and friends were not optimistic. However, one time when I was sick and had surgery, he stayed by my bedside, staying awake for more than ten days. When I saw him again, his beard had grown long, and he looked much more vicissitudes of life, with white hair on his head! I came back from the gates of hell, and realized that he is someone I can really trust."
"Have you always had such a good relationship?"
"Yes, after we got married, he treated me even better. He would come home right after get off work and never go anywhere else. He would also bring me all kinds of delicious and fun things. When he went on business trips with his boss, he would also bring back local specialties. I really think he is the best man in the world."
Feng Charlie asked: "So you felt that something was going to happen to him, what happened?"
Hu Panshan's wife said: "I have no evidence for this, it's just a feeling. Recently, it seems that there is something else in his eyes."
"What is it?"
"I can't really put it into words, but it's probably a kind of anxiety. He's always absent-minded when talking to him, as if he's hiding something. For example, if I ask him to peel an apple, he'll still agree to do it, but when he agrees, I suspect he didn't listen at all, because when I ask him about it later, he's forgotten everything."
"Do you think he has someone else outside?" asked Charlie Feng.
"I had this suspicion, but the strange thing is that he came home earlier. Apart from being at home during working hours, I can't think of any other opportunities for him to come into contact with other women."
"What if I'm with him on the way to or from work?"
"Just passing by? No way, we are all adults. If two people like each other, how could nothing happen? Or is it that Pan Shan is interested in him, but the girl doesn't show any reaction? I don't know. The more I think about it, the more confused I get..."
The woman lowered her head and ruffled her hair.
Feng Charlie said: "Of course, this is just our guess. But you said that he is always absent-minded. If there is no one outside, we need to find a reasonable explanation."
Hu Panshan's wife sobbed twice and suddenly remembered something.
"Oh, by the way, sir. He brought back a letter and became very irritable that day. He locked himself in the room and didn't talk to me for a whole day. After he had digested the situation, he came out and I asked him about it. He said nothing happened. But I thought he was completely abnormal. There must be something wrong in his heart! Later, he went back to school within two days."
"What school?"
"His secondary school was Hong Kong Kowloon Middle School. After he came back, he seemed to be more relieved. That night, he even took me to see a movie. But during that time, I did wonder if he had encountered something outside. Unfortunately, even when I asked, he didn't say anything."
"Is his letter still at home?" asked Lin Meiqi.
"Should it be there? I don't remember him taking it out, unless he put it in a briefcase and took it out to throw it away."
"Let's search it," said Charlie Feng.
Several people stood up and went their separate ways. Lin Meiqi entered their bedroom, which was beautifully decorated in the color scheme his wife liked.
There were some jewelry and various fancy little dolls and pendants on the bedside.
Hu Panshan's wife followed him into the room and when she saw the wedding photo taken on the bed, she couldn't help wiping away her tears.
"Did he buy these for you?"
Hu Panshan's wife nodded: "Panshan really cares about his family. He is actually a good man. I think even if something happened outside, he probably had no choice."
"Did he tell you about what happened before the marriage?"
Hu Panshan's wife thought for a moment and said, "He doesn't talk much. He doesn't remember the past very much. He doesn't talk much about the past. But maybe that's just the way he is. He never brings home anything that happens at the company. I think he doesn't want to bring the pressure from the company home and continue to affect our lives."
Lin Meiqi nodded, opened drawers and cabinets, and searched everywhere, but she didn't find any letters.
She basically ripped out everything inside the drawer.
There was nothing in the bedroom, probably because he didn't want his wife to find out. However, the search had to be comprehensive. She had checked here and there was no letter, but maybe someone else would have found it during the search.
Lin Meiqi came out of the bedroom and saw that Feng Charlie and Da Huang had finished the search.
Feng Charlie asked: "Did you find the letter?"
"Oh, Sergeant, I found some envelopes."
Dahuang took out the envelope with floral patterns printed on it.
When Hu Panshan's wife saw it, she quickly stepped forward to stop him: "It's not these envelopes!"
She looked a little nervous, with an expression that was evasive, and something seemed to be wrong.
Da Huang said, "Anyway, we still have to take a look if we find it. What if the letter is right here?"
"I said no, so it's no!"
Hu Panshan’s wife reached out to grab it.
Da Huang was quick to act and held the envelope in his arms.
"You were the one who said there was a suspicious envelope that made your husband upset. Now you refuse to let us open the envelope. What does that mean?"
Only then did Hu Panshan's wife relax.
"These are not the envelopes you are looking for, because they are the ambiguous letters we wrote to each other many years ago when he and I were not together yet. When I read these messages now, I feel so disgusted that my face turns red and my heart beats fast. I just don't want you to see our love affair."
"We are looking for evidence, not your affairs."
Dahuang opened the envelopes and checked several of them.
As expected, the date on the envelope was quite old, and the paper was very old. There were even tea stains in some places. It was probably because the tea leaves that he was drinking next to him accidentally splashed on the letter while he was reading it.
Nothing was found in the letter.
"Look what I'm saying. This is not the envelope he brought back. The pattern on that envelope is different from this one. It's pure white. If you don't have it at home, then he took it out and threw it away. Then you won't be able to find it even if you want to."
"Since we have already searched, let's stop here for now."
Before leaving, Feng Charlie said to Hu Panshan's wife, "We just heard the news today. You may not have time to think about some things yet. I hope you can calm down. If you think of any clues, please tell us in time."
Hu Panshan’s wife nodded.
After getting in the car, Da Huang asked, "Where are we going now? It looks like there are no clues."
Lin Meiqi was thinking about something that Hu Panshan's wife had mentioned, and Feng Charlie also thought of the same place and said, "School."
Since the envelope could not be found, he went to his middle school.
"Didn't she just give the name? Let's go check it out."
"That makes sense. How come the victim suddenly returned to school and his condition suddenly changed?" Da Huang nodded.
Charlie Feng drove towards Hong Kong Kowloon Middle School.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the middle school gate. Several people got off the bus and walked into the middle school.
At this time, many people are in class, so the campus is very quiet.
Occasionally, you would see a lone student running towards the teaching building on the playground in a white and blue striped school uniform.
The feeling of the campus is really different from that outside. As soon as you come in, the youthful atmosphere hits you.
Charlie Feng sighed and said, "It's been a long time since I last came back to campus. It's been a long time!"
Da Huang said, "Sergeant, that's because you good students miss school. When I was in middle school, I was always criticized by teachers and made to stand in the corner. I didn't do well in exams and was kicked out by my parents. I really don't want to go through such days again."
Charlie Feng was puzzled: "You are not a good student, so how did you get into the Police Academy?"
Da Huang said: "I didn't study well in Form 1 to Form 3. Then in Form 5, I seemed to have found a way to study, so I didn't have to work so hard and my grades went up. In Form 6, I worked hard day and night and finally passed the exam. At that time, I wanted to be a policeman. With a goal, I must be more motivated!"
Feng Charlie smiled and patted his shoulder.
Afterwards, several people went to the school document room to find the victim's information and the class graduation photo included in the information.
There are more than 30 people in the photo.
The victim at that time seemed quite young and good-looking, and it was easy to find him even among his former classmates.
A child who looks gentle and bookish.
The staff in the reference room told Feng Charlie: "Their current class teacher, Cao Xiaofan, is still teaching in school. Please wait for a moment. He will finish the get out of class in about 20 minutes. You can go to his office to find him."
Charlie Feng said, "Thank you."
He took the photo and information away, and the few of them walked around the campus.
Finally, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and they arrived at the office of the victim's class teacher, Cao Xiaofan, in advance.
After a while, someone pushed the door open.
There are two teachers sitting in this office.
Another teacher saw the police coming, chatted with them for a few minutes, then felt it was inconvenient for him to stay there, so he left on the pretext of going to the bathroom.
But when he left, he was still wondering what crime had this class teacher Cao Xiaofan committed that they actually called the police?
When the head teacher Cao Xiaofan pushed the door open, he was also stunned. There were several strangers standing in the office. Were they his former students who came back to see him?
But I had no impression of these people's faces and thought I had entered the wrong office.
I went out and looked at the house number, and the room number was correct!
"What are you doing? Get out if you have nothing to do!"
As the head teacher Cao Xiaofan spoke, he waved his hand and asked them to go out.
After revealing his identity, Feng Charlie said, "We are here to ask if you still remember this student? Hu Panshan."
The head teacher Cao Xiaofan thought for a long time.
"I have some impression of him. The name is familiar, but I can't match his face to my face. I have too many students and I have been teaching them for decades. Some names are very similar and easy to confuse. Unless you have a photo of him, let me see what he looks like."
Charlie Feng handed him the photos in the archives, pointed to one of the faces and said, "Do you remember him?"
The head teacher Cao Xiaofan exclaimed "Ah", as if he had some impression of it.
He held a cup full of scented tea, sat on a stool, put the cup on the table, pushed his glasses down, and looked like a serious scholar.
He said: "Hiss, Hupan Mountain..."
"What kind of person is he? Has he offended anyone? Also, did you know that he went back to school some time ago?" asked Charlie Feng.
"He's back, but why didn't he come to see me? I didn't even know this happened. He's just a..."
The head teacher Cao Xiaofan tapped his fingers on the table: "Let me think about it. I need to think about it carefully."
Half a minute later, he continued, "This person is too ordinary, so ordinary that I had to think about it several times before I could remember him. He was sitting in the front row of our class at the time, and he should be a good student. But I have no impression of his other personality traits. This child should not have done anything out of the ordinary. He is not the kind of young hooligans that our teacher is most worried about. But if you say how good he is, he should not be. I still remember that he was one of the top three students in the class, so he should be a well-behaved child!"
It’s the same whether this information is given or not!
Lin Meiqi asked: "Are there any specific details? Even if they are not out of the ordinary details, can you recall them?"
Class teacher Cao Xiaofan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's been so long. He should have been working for many years now, and maybe he has started a family. It's been so long, I can't remember the details."
"How are his relationships with his classmates? Are there any classmates he gets along well with, or are there any classmates with whom he has had conflicts?" Lin Meiqi asked again.
The head teacher Cao Xiaofan said: "There should be quite a few students who have a good relationship with each other. I just remember that he has a good relationship with whoever sits next to him. However, we often change seats, so his deskmate has changed many times. If you want to find him, you have to investigate all the students in the class."
It is indeed a lot to check more than 30 students in the class.
Besides, the victim only came to the school and his attitude changed, so the information his wife gave was too vague.
I don’t know whether he came to school to look for his former classmates or friends.
After others persuaded him, his attitude improved.
Therefore, we don’t know whether this incident is related to his murder, but it is necessary to investigate it only because his wife mentioned it.
After leaving the office, Charlie Feng took Lin Meiqi and Da Huang to question other teachers and logistics staff who the victim might have come into contact with.
Even the security guard at the door asked.
No one knew what Hu Panshan was looking for or what he was doing in the school, and no one seemed to have had any contact with him.
The security guard also said: "There are too many people in the school. Many of them come back to look for teachers, and each batch of new students is different. I really can't remember that the person in the photo has been here."
It is true that the school gate is open and not every student has to register.
There are so many students every day. Some go home for lunch, while others eat outside. There are a lot of people.
Hu Panshan was sandwiched in the crowd, and in a blink of an eye he was even sandwiched in the crowd, and was not seen by the security guards at all.
This trip to Hong Kong Kowloon Middle School yielded almost nothing.
Da Huang sighed and said, "It's mainly because it happened too long ago. If it's really related to his school, then that means the victim had a relationship with someone more than a decade ago, which is too difficult to find."
Feng Charlie said, "We can only check the students one by one. We should first ask his classmates if Hu Panshan had any unusual experiences during his time at school, such as dating or school bullying."
Da Huang nodded and said, "This investigation will take at least three or four days."
Feng Charlie said, "Let's investigate first. This is the only clue we have now. For the rest, we need to see if his wife can remember more."
By the time they were asking this question, it was already noon and everyone was a little hungry.
Da Huang said, "There are usually shops with great food near the school. Let's ask a few classmates and eat near the school."
Lin Meiqi nodded. She recalled her student days and the whole snack street in front of the school. Thinking of this, she felt a little greedy.
Dahuang stopped a few classmates who were out for dinner after school and asked them, and only then did he find out that there was a seafood noodle restaurant nearby that served particularly delicious food, but the price was a bit expensive.
Because of the price, not many students go there to eat.
But when it was mentioned, the student drooled and said, "We often pool our money for a while and go out for a big meal."
Da Huang understood. He ran back and pointed to the street on the left and said, "Just follow this road until you reach the crossroads and turn right."
Feng Charlie and Lin Meiqi followed Da Huang and soon found the seafood noodle shop. The seats in the shop were already half occupied.
This is the case when some classes are still explaining the questions and the get out of class has not yet ended.
Lin Meiqi glanced at the menu and said, "I want a bowl of sea urchin noodles!"
Da Huang then said, "Then I want noodles with fresh shrimp and razor clams."
Charlie Feng ordered the same noodles as Lin Meiqi: "It's my treat today."
After Feng Charlie finished speaking, Da Huang was surprised: "Wow! Forensic Doctor Lin and I are in for a treat today."
Not long after we ordered the noodles, students started coming in one after another, wearing school uniforms, some even carrying backpacks.
Maybe he is a day student and his home is relatively close, so he can go home and sleep for a while after lunch.
The students were discussing either whether they were ready for the exam or the celebrity news they saw at home.
"There was a really good TV series some time ago. Have you watched it? It's called 'Little Nuan Nuan'."
"I don't have time to watch TV. I failed the last exam and I have to take a make-up exam this time!"
"Oh, you are so unlucky."
The classmate next to him said helplessly: "Actually, I just missed by a little bit, 58 points. If the teacher raised his hand, I would have passed."
“He’s too strict.”
The student complained a few words with a pursed mouth.
Lin Meiqi listened for a while and found that most of the talks were about academic matters.
The worries among students are different from those among adults.
When they finally graduate, they will find that it is not easy to survive in society!
Lin Meiqi sighed.
The sea urchin noodles were served quickly. Their noodles are made quite quickly and are served steaming hot.
As soon as it is served in front of you, you can smell the delicious flavor.
Lin Meiqi took a bite of the noodles and found them smooth and delicious, and indeed tasted good.
No wonder students like it.
Feng Charlie watched Lin Meiqi eat the noodles in the bowl. He didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly said, "Forensic Doctor Lin, what do you think of this case?"
Lin Meiqi thought for a moment and said, "Although I can't find more clues now, it still gives me a feeling."
Feng Charlie asked: "What does it feel like?"
Lin Meiqi replied: "It just looks simple on the surface. At first, I thought we could catch the murderer on the same day, and we even had witnesses. I didn't expect it to get more and more complicated, like there was a monster hiding under the ice. Also, I don't know if the victim's murder was related to his experience in school. I'm completely confused."
Da Huang added: "I find it a little strange that if the murderer killed someone in passion, why didn't he leave fingerprints? Another strange thing is, why did that person want to vent his anger after his death? This motive doesn't seem to be formed instantly."
Lin Meiqi nodded.
"I have the same feeling. Could it be that he did it specifically for us to see, deliberately exposing himself to be witnessed, while the murderer is actually hiding in the dark?"
Da Huang asked: "Could it be that he is framing Qin Roumei?"
Lin Meiqi said: "It's not impossible."
"That means we need to find the relationship between the murderer and Qin Roumei."
Feng Charlie said, "In previous frame-up cases, the framer might be one of the people the murderer hates. Another possibility is that he just picked someone to frame him, as long as it wasn't him. Whoever showed up in that place and was easily suspected by the police was the target of his frame-up."
Da Huang scratched his head: "Yeah."
"But we still can't let go of Qin Roumei. They look so much alike, it can't be a coincidence. We need to find someone to check if she has a twin sister who's lost somewhere, something she doesn't even know about."
"What if there really isn't one? After all, we should be able to find out the truth by checking the hospital where Qin Roumei was born."
"If it's true, then it can only be said to be a misunderstanding. Maybe the lighting, the outfit, and the angle make it really easy to look like Qin Roumei. I think it's difficult to achieve with makeup technology, to make the eyes big and bright... But if they don't look alike, they may look alike in the photo with makeup, but in reality, there will be very heavy traces of makeup."
"I asked the vendors and they all said they couldn't tell she was wearing makeup. And if she was really a woman dressed as a man, with such heavy makeup, who wouldn't be able to tell? She would have to be almost bare-faced."
As the three of them talked, the noodles in their bowls became less and less.
After eating and drinking, we walked out of the store. It was just the end of school time and a large group of students were walking out. It looked very lively.
The students walked in groups of three or four, some discussing what to eat for lunch, and some gossiping about classmates.
Lin Meiqi was standing among the group of students, and she really missed the school days that were passing by so quickly.
Charlie Feng said, "Let's go back to the serious crime unit."
The three left Hong Kong Kowloon Middle School and returned to the Serious Crime Unit office.
Lin Meiqi entered the forensic room and completed her mission after completing the autopsy report on the victim's body.
In the afternoon, I always feel a little sleepy, probably because I feel sleepy after eating.
So she pulled out the folding bed in the forensic room and got some sleep.
When I woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Lin Meiqi opened the door of the forensic room and looked outside. Feng Charlie and Da Huang were gone again. They must have gone out on missions alone.
It is a huge project to have a class of students asking questions!
Lin Meiqi turned her head and saw that the TV next to the office was turned on.
Two technical investigators turned on the TV and watched a campus drama idly.
Lin Meiqi took two sips of the coffee in her hand, walked over and asked, "What drama is this? Is it good?"
One of them answered: "The recent hit drama "Little Nuan Nuan", it's quite addictive."
Another technical investigator said: "Yeah, even a grown man like me can't help but follow this show. I don't usually watch this kind of show, but the relationships between the characters are so ridiculous, and the parents of this family and that family are fighting with each other. It's quite interesting."
Lin Meiqi asked again: "What exactly is it about? It's not one of those school crush dramas that are often played, right?"
The technician replied: "There is a secret crush plot, but it's not just that. Look at this kid, his mother is divorced, and he has a crush on the school teacher. The teacher is quite handsome. But he flirts with several single mothers in his class. I can't stand this kind of thing!"
Lin Meiqi watched for a while and found that it was really different from the campus drama she had imagined, and she couldn't help but get a little addicted to it.
Especially thinking that the case might be related to the campus, she wanted to find some ideas from it.
So I folded my arms, leaned against the table, and watched for a while longer.
Maybe because it was too melodramatic, everyone was on suspense and even the two technical investigators couldn't help but jump to their feet.
One of them said: "Oh, this is a misunderstanding. The student's mother likes the child's father, but her own child messed it up."
Another person said: "What a good way to stir things up! Xiao Qiqi certainly knows what kind of person her classmate's father is. If he really gets together with her mother, her mother will probably be in tears in the future."
The relationship is really complicated, but it still catches people's attention.
Lin Meiqi originally wanted to watch one episode and then put it down, but when she came to her senses, she had already watched three or four episodes.
The two technical investigators were watching with great interest.
Lin Meiqi turned around and prepared to leave, but was stopped by the technician: "Forensic Doctor Lin, don't you want to watch it? This is the exciting part."
Lin Meiqi replied: "I won't watch it anymore. I'll go back and do something else."
Having said that, Lin Meiqi returned to the forensic room, with those messy relationships between the characters still in her mind.
After looking at it for a long time, I feel like it’s of no use.
Instead of spending this time, it would be better to organize more materials for forensic classes. Last time, I explained to them how to identify the difference between odors, how to identify the degree of decay of a corpse from the smell, and also provided special teaching on aroma.
As for scent, a lot of it depends on one's own personal experience, such as what kind of scent is on the body and what kind of things one has touched.
After preparing lessons for a while, I heard footsteps coming from the office outside. It should be Feng Charlie and the others returning.
Lin Meiqi put down the coffee in her hand, pushed the door open, and saw Feng Charlie sitting beside the table with a frustrated look on his face. He put a stack of recorded inquiry materials in his hand on the table with a "pop".
Lin Meiqi walked over and looked at him, thinking that he probably had not found any useful clues.
She opened the notebook, read two entries, and asked, "So, the clue from the school is broken?"
Feng Charlie replied, "It's too early to draw conclusions. I just found four former students. They are doing all kinds of jobs now, including ordinary company employees and small shop owners who want to open a pork shop. The only relatively well-known person in the class is a calligrapher. It is said that a piece of calligraphy can be sold for hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, and there are special collectors who buy it for collection."
Da Huang was also puzzled: "We are all writing, why is there such a big difference between people? I also want to make money by writing a word. I don't expect tens of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, I will be satisfied with 5,000 Hong Kong dollars!"
"However, most of the students in the class were ordinary people. Their class was not the best in the grade at that time. However, the students I asked about basically had no contact with Hu Panshan after graduation. They didn't have a deep impression of him during school and didn't get along well with him. Among these five people, only one had been his deskmate and knew him relatively well."
Lin Meiqi asked: "What did this classmate say?"
"My deskmate said that the victim didn't have much personality. He was introverted when he was a student and didn't talk much to others. He was actually very nice to others. Sometimes he would buy drinks for others and actively participate in class activities. Maybe it was because of his personality, he wouldn't say anything about what was on his mind."
"Yes, one time he broke some lab equipment and fell on it, stabbing himself in the arm and making it bleed all over. He endured it and went to the bathroom to take care of the wound and went home. His parents didn't know until the wound became inflamed and festered, and they came to the school to question the teacher."
After listening to this, Lin Meiqi said: "If he has this kind of personality, unless he is his best friend, ordinary people may not know what he has been through."
Feng Charlie also sighed, "Yes, we also feel that interviewing more than 30 students in the class may not necessarily obtain effective information."
Da Huang added: "Forensic Doctor Lin, you don't know how difficult it is for us to find these classmates. After graduation, they all went their separate ways. We had to look everywhere for them. Some of them had changed so much since their school days that we couldn't recognize them!"
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