Fang Jinyu said goodbye and then walked out of the door. The three of them stopped on a patch of grass outside. Xing Dong remained silent while walking. When he saw Fang Jinyu turn around, his eyebrows wrinkled. It was obvious that he was wary of Fang Jinyu.

However, this does not mean that Xing Dong is a suspect. Some people are very alert and habitually keep a distance from strangers. This only shows that Xing Dong is a cautious person.

"Wang Chun is dead, did you know?"

Fang Jinyu went straight to the point, while Luo Xuening took the opportunity to observe Xing Dong's expression. Hearing this, there was no surprise in Xing Dong's eyes, and it was obvious that he already knew about this.

However, what surprised Luo Xuening was that there was no sadness in Xing Dong's eyes. Aren't they good friends? Why could he be so indifferent after hearing the news?

As if realizing that his silence at the moment was somewhat unreasonable, Xing Dong covered his face with his hands, a hint of sadness revealed in his deep eyes.

Covering his face with his hands shows that he wants to avoid this problem, and the sadness after a long silence is too much of a show. Real grief is revealed unconsciously, not squeezed out by frowning.

From this point, it can be judged that the relationship between Xing Dong and Wang Chun is not as people think.

"I know. I heard about it on the street today."

After a while, Xing Dong spoke quietly, but his tone clearly did not show any sadness. Fang Jinyu looked at Xing Dong. He was half a head taller than Xing Dong, so the way he looked at him seemed to be condescending.

"Do you know how Wang Chun died?"

"I don't know how he died, and I don't want to know."

Xing Dong's attitude was surprisingly tough, and even Fang Jinyu was a little surprised. However, he was a detective and naturally would not let these small factors hinder his investigation.

"Wang Chun was forced to drink alcohol by someone maliciously, and then he fell from the building and died on the spot. He was murdered."

"......"

Xing Dong remained silent. He appeared extremely calm about Wang Chun's death.

"Wang Chun suffered from heart failure. If he had not died in an accident, his heart failure would have killed him."

"real?"

Xing Dong blinked. When he heard the word heart failure, he was obviously shocked. Could it be that Xing Dong really didn't know about Wang Chun's illness before?

"In fact, I am not familiar with Wang Chun. The reason why we are often together is just that he wants my articles."

At this time, Xing Dong also realized the seriousness of the situation. The man in front of him clearly suspected that he was involved in Wang Chun's murder. If he didn't explain a few words for himself, it would be bad.

"Everyone in the academy says that Wang Chun is very talented, but that's not true. I wrote all his articles for him. He gave me money and then copied them himself and gave them to the teacher. In this way, he could get praise."

“Why did he ask you to write for him?”

Luo Xuening asked this question. She knew that Xing Dong was a proud man. He would not easily do such a thing as ghostwriting unless there was an important reason.

"Wang Chun was indeed my friend before, but once, after I brought him to my home, he laughed at me severely and said that a poor person like me was not worthy of being his friend."

"Later, he used this incident to threaten me. If I didn't give him some articles, he would tell the people in the academy about my family's situation. I admit that I was afraid that the situation in my family would make people look down on me, so over the years, I have been writing articles for him."

"Wang Chun had a bad temper. Sometimes, if I wrote a bad article, he would insult me. But I didn't dare to speak out. So, when I heard that he had died, I felt a little relieved. But I really don't know how he died."

Xing Dong spoke harshly, but his face was indifferent. Although gloomy, he did not show any special reaction.

Luo Xuening nodded. If according to what Xing Dong said, his relationship with Wang Chun was not like the good friends that everyone knew, then it made sense that Wang Chun invited his classmates to a drinking party but did not invite Xing Dong.

If what Xing Dong said was true, his suspicion was basically ruled out. Luo Xuening and Fang Jinyu looked at each other, and they felt that something important had been overlooked.

After bidding farewell to Xing Dong, Luo Xuening and Fang Jinyu got back on the carriage and, after a bumpy ride, they left the remote mountain village.

If Xing Dong wasn't the murderer, then who could it be? The other students?

All the students who gathered in the tavern that day were suspects. However, the tavern was booked by Wang Chun, and he was the first to arrive at the scene. It was impossible for others to saw off the railings of the tavern before Wang Chun arrived.

It was impossible to saw the railings down after everyone had gathered, so theoretically, that group of students had no time to commit the crime.

So, who can the evidence point to in this case?

"Miss Luo, you've been busy all day. You should close your eyes and rest for a while."

In the carriage, Fang Jinyu looked at Luo Xuening, who was mumbling to herself with a very tense expression, and couldn't help feeling sorry for this desperate girl.

Luo Xuening looked back at him and shook her head helplessly: "Maybe you are right, I should relax."

Having said that, he tilted his head and leaned against the window of the carriage, closed his bright eyes, and took a nap.

Fang Jinyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at Luo Xuening's defenseless appearance, and the innocence and romance between her eyebrows, he felt warm in his heart.

The woman's eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings, beautiful and soft. Fang Jinyu was a little stunned. When Luo Xuening was investigating the case seriously, she was obviously strong and capable, but once she fell asleep, she became a little gentler.

Suddenly, Luo Xuening closed her eyes, and Fang Jinyu's gaze fell on Luo Xuening. Before he could retract his gaze, his gaze met Luo Xuening's. He was caught while stealing glances at her, and Fang Jinyu felt very embarrassed.

However, Luo Xuening was calm. It was not that she was careless, but she did not notice Fang Jinyu's gaze on her at all. She was now completely focused on the case.

"Master Fang, I've got an idea. We should change the direction of our investigation."

"Miss Luo, you can call me Jin Yu. Calling me Lord Fang is too formal."

Fang Jinyu spoke at the right time to mention the suitcase, and Luo Xuening said awkwardly: "You can also call me by my name."

"Xue...er?"

Fang Jinyu called out slowly. His voice was gentle, like soft velvet brushing against his cheeks, which made Luo Xuening's heart tremble. The subwoofer and the like had a fatal attraction to her.

No, I told you to call me by my name, but I didn't say you can call me so affectionately. Even Xue'er's parents may not call her so affectionately.

After all, we've only met three times, and already you're calling me so sweetly, my God, were the ancients so open-minded?