Chapter 43
After trying again and again without success to get the boy's name, Chen He became a little impatient, and her eyes were a little red.
However, his expression remained relaxed, and he asked curiously, "Does Qiu Yue like him?"
Yu Aiai snorted, "Of course she's pretending to be a green tea girl. She says she's not happy, but she's really trying to get it. Otherwise, why would she follow me in the middle of the night when I told her there was a man looking for her?"
"Teacher Feng, did you guys get permission to leave?"
In Feng Xumei's style, she would not easily allow students to enter or leave the dormitory area in the middle of the night.
Yu Aiai raised her nose and said, "I'm the head of the disciplinary team. How can prison boss Feng control me? I asked Qiu Yue to accompany me to inspect the first and second floors, and she didn't dare to stop me."
After so many years, that tiny bit of power can still make Yu Aiai feel superior.
In reality, back then, in the closed environment of the base, this power was quite effective. The disciplinary team could discipline any student based on so-called rules, but they themselves were above the rules and even looked down upon the teachers.
This arrogance was certainly a privilege granted by someone. Principal Zhu Zangmo, perhaps to save himself the trouble, had always preferred to use students to manage students, giving the disciplinary team considerable power and repeatedly praising them, while turning a blind eye to their bullying of classmates.
Although Principal Zhu is considered talented and highly respected by many people, Chen He's impression of him is always discounted because of things like this.
She asked again: "Then, where did he take Qiu Yue?"
"How should I know? They can go wherever they want, and I'm not supposed to follow them to watch a Category III movie? How despicable am I?" Yu Aiai said angrily.
"You're such a bitch for even helping me with this kind of thing." Chen He said the truth in a joking tone, and then asked, "Then he must be very grateful to you. You're so nice to him, is he still with you?"
Yu Aiai was a little proud: "We were together for a while."
Chen He exposed it mercilessly: "I just slept with you and then dumped you. You licked me like this, but you are just being used as a tool by men and thrown away after use."
Yu Aiai became anxious again: "Why are you talking so harshly today? If you do that again, I'll get angry!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. Blame me, blame me."
Yu Aiai was still crossing her arms, her face flushed with anger, her mind full of trivial matters between men and women, and she didn't notice that she had revealed many details during the one-on-one conversation.
Chen He knew Yu Aiai too well, and she was able to accurately grasp the edge of her mentality, allowing her to get carried away without turning the table over and leaving.
She believed that Qiu Yue would not easily go out to meet a boy in the middle of the night, and if she agreed to go out, there must be another reason.
But it was obvious that Yu Aiai, this idiot, didn't know any more and could only speculate with dirty thoughts. It was pointless to ask any more questions.
Taking advantage of Yu Ai'ai's relaxation, Chen He slowly said, "So, it's most likely that he killed Qiu Yue. Did you lie to the police to cover up his crime? You really love her so much."
Yu Aiai was startled and shook her head hurriedly: "That's not the case, it definitely wasn't him!"
Chen He narrowed his eyes: "How do you know?"
Yu Aiai swallowed her saliva and said, "That morning, I found that Qiu Yue hadn't come back all night, so I went to look for him early in the morning and asked him if he had slept with that bitch.
"He said it wasn't true. Qiu Yue had an argument with him after they met, saying she wouldn't be with him, and then she ran away. He thought she'd gone back to the dorm, so he ignored her. The next day, he couldn't find her anywhere, and Principal Zhu even called the police. He was afraid of getting in trouble, so he asked me not to tell anyone about him asking Qiu Yue out."
If he says it’s not, then it’s not—Chen He felt so angry that it felt like a hedgehog was burrowing in his heart, prickly and painful.
This suggests that this person is most likely Qiu Yue's murderer. If Yu Aiai hadn't perjured herself, the police wouldn't have had much trouble solving the case. Everything would have been cleared up long ago, and she wouldn't have been wrongly accused for five years.
Chen He changed the subject, speaking in a whispered tone like girls: "So, do you still like him now?"
Yu Aiai had a shallow personality and had forgotten her previous unhappiness. Her face flushed and she nodded, "Yeah."
"I'll help you connect again if I have the chance. Where does he work now?"
"Why would he go to work? He's the big boss now." There was a hint of pride and sourness in Yu Aiai's tone.
In the verbal trap set by Chen He, Yu Aiai had forgotten that she had never mentioned this person's name.
Chen He asked with interest, "Oh? What kind of company does he run?"
"Don't you know? He's doing very well now, but..."
Yu Aiai's phone suddenly buzzed with a WeChat message. She picked it up, her face lit up, and she said happily, "He contacted me on his own initiative. I don't need you to help me!"
Then he stood up and said, "No more chatting, I'll talk to you later!"
Just when they were about to find out the other party's identity, something unexpected happened.
Chen He was unwilling to give up. She suddenly made a move, snatched the phone away, and pretended to playfully say, "Let me see which man has you so obsessed..."
She saw the message.
Male God 001: [Let’s meet.]
They actually used a note name and even a number. Chen He was extremely disappointed.
Yu Aiai snatched the phone back and scolded, "What are you doing?"
She picked up her backpack and walked out, then suddenly remembered something and turned back to say, "Oh, I forgot something important! Your comics are so popular, you must have made a lot of money, right? Where's the share you promised me?"
"It's not time to pay the royalties yet. Why are you in such a hurry? What's yours will definitely not be left behind." Chen He gritted his teeth, and there was something hidden in his words.
"Okay, but don't default on your debt!"
Yu Aiai waved her hand and left in a hurry.
Just one step away—Chen He sat there, feeling frustrated. She stroked the cup, reviewing all the information Yu Aiai had revealed in her mind—
That night, a boy instructed Yu Aiai to ask Qiu Yue out.
This boy is one of Yu Aiai's favorites. He now runs a company and is marked as "Male God 001" in Yu Aiai's mobile phone.
What happened between the boy taking Qiu Yue away the night before and Xu Candong burning Teacher Feng to death the next morning?
Chen He felt a bit of a grudge against the mysterious man who had killed Xu Candong. Xu Candong deserved to die, but the killing was a bit hasty. It would have been helpful if he had left more confessions.
*
Chen He was a little anxious after her attempt to get the message out failed. The next day, she tried to call Yu Aiai.
The other party unexpectedly refused to answer. She had a bad feeling in her heart.
I endured it for another day and sent a picture via WeChat.
[The royalties have come out.]
The comic platform only settles the previous month's royalties on the second Thursday of every month. Today wasn't a settlement day. She photoshopped the picture. She photoshopped a staggering number.
This time, Yu Aiai couldn't pretend to be dead anymore and quickly replied to the message.
Yu Aiai: [Sure enough! Please transfer my share to me, account number XXXXX...]
Chen He replied: [Let’s transfer it in person. You have to give me a receipt.]
Yu Aiai: [Really? Why would you write a receipt? Are you still worried about me?]
Chen He: [Brothers should settle accounts clearly]
Yu Aiai: [Okay, okay, I’ll be there now]
Chen He: [What's the rush? Let's do it in the afternoon. I'm busy this morning.]
To praise someone, one must first criticize him, and deliberately use Qiao to criticize him.
In the afternoon, Yu Aiai came as expected, with the excitement of making money written all over her face, her face flushed.
"I never thought I could make so much money painting. If I had known, I would have studied harder!" She beamed with joy, plopped down in the booth, pulled out a notebook, and asked, "How do I write a receipt?"
Chen He said calmly: "I don't know how either. You can look up the format online."
Yu Aiai searched on her phone, copied it onto a piece of paper, and muttered to herself, "Receipt. Received this from Chen He today... What kind of money is this?"
"Share of royalties."
"How much is the share of royalties?"
"I didn't calculate it, you calculate it."
Yu Aiai pulled out the calculator on her phone again, pressed buttons frantically for a while, and wrote down the numbers with a smile on her face.
Chen He suddenly reached out and took the phone that Yu Aiai had put aside, fiddling with the pendant on it: "Hey, the phone pendant is so cute."
"Really? The golden rutilated one is said to attract wealth. It's quite effective. It has been attracted, hasn't it?" Yu Aiai was so happy that she didn't even bother to raise her head.
Chen He quickly switched from the calculator to the WeChat page while the phone was not locked.
She wanted to see who "Male God 001" was, or write down his WeChat ID to check later.
But I didn't see this person in the chat history. I quickly searched in the search box and found male gods 002 to 007, but not 001.
Chen He's heart sank. Yu Aiai deleted this person completely.
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