Lingqiu Lake and Saunter (8)

  Sometimes Xia Zhu felt puzzled, such as how Lin Yuanli's character was forged.

  She tried to analyze Lin Yuanxi, but analyzing someone without their permission is not a very good method, especially when it comes to Lin Yuanxi...

  Intuition told Xia Zhu that Lin Yuanli had a past he was unwilling to mention.

  Outwardly venomous and overbearing, but actually twisted and with a hint of gentleness, such a personality always hides an unknown story behind it. Xia Zhu always felt that if Lin Yuanbo didn't want to say anything, then so be it.

  Forcing open a person's heart is not a good thing, especially when facing Lin Yuanxi.

  At this time, Lin Yuan was quickly flipping through the professor's roster. There were not many professors in the astronomy department, especially those who were still in school.

  Lin Yuan flipped through it for a while, then pulled out three copies: "Go investigate."

  His gaze didn't fall on anyone, as if he was talking to the air.

  Xia Zhu very consciously stretched out his hand and took over the stack of materials: "Mm, I'll go now."

  Lin Yuanzhi stretched out his hand and blocked Zou Muyuan, looking at him with a calm expression; "Where is the Special Police Team?"

  Zou Muyuan silently rubbed his temples and beckoned several tall and sturdy police officers over: "You guys follow me."

  "No need," Lin Yuanqi had a somewhat fastidious expression as he looked at the two of them for a moment, then nodded at one who was relatively quick-witted: "You two go by yourselves, remember to bring him over directly after you see him."

  That person hesitated for a moment and asked in some doubt: "Don't we... need expert opinions?"

  "No need, I won't go with you." Lin Yuan said calmly, turning around and slapping a stack of waste paper on Xia Zhu's chest: "You take it."

  Xia Zhu caught it hastily, looking a bit embarrassed. Lin Yuan's action just now had accidentally touched an inappropriate place, and she felt a little subtle.

  Lin Yuanxi looked at someone for a while, and found that Xia Zhu, who had never been in a bad mood, actually blushed. He looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze from head to toe, and finally sneered: "No one will mind."

  "......huh?"

  "Just now, I thought it was a bulletproof vest." Lin Yuanxiao once again displayed his facial paralysis skill, with an expression calm and indifferent.

  Xia Zhu silently cursed Lin Yuan one hundred times in her heart as she took a large pile of scrap paper to the shredder...

  It's just flat, is it really that hard?!

  Despicable.

  By the time they had put everything in order, the sun was already setting.

  When those two SWAT officers came back, they invited all three professors over.

  Xia Zhu looked at them and found that the three of them had a common point, which was that they especially liked to look at the road when walking. This is a manifestation of insecurity, Xia Zhu thought, and took the opportunity to quietly observe the three of them.

  Three people were all around fifty years old, looking pleasant and typical of good professors. However, they didn't talk to each other much either, with only one person constantly muttering to himself, showing some subtlety.

  Xia Zhu furrowed her brow and looked for a while before whispering to Lin Yuanke: "I think that person is acting a bit strangely."

  On the right side, Lin Yuanqie silently poked her: "I'm here."

  Zou Mianyuan quietly rubbed his own ears and looked at Xia Zhu with a hint of a smile: "It's nothing, I also think he's very strange."

  His smiling face inexplicably made Lin Yuanbo a bit unhappy, and the man rarely felt this emotion. He simply stretched out his hand to pull Xia Zhu beside him, with an expression as usual: "What?"

  "Yeah, it's just too showy." Xia Zhu used a particularly trendy phrase.

  Lin Yuanxiao smiled, his smile was particularly good-looking, just like the clouds opening up after a rain, brief and warm sunshine. However, his smile also disappeared quickly, and soon he furrowed his brow again, saying: "Don't mind him, let's see how long he can keep up this act."

  A normal person would only react this way in two situations: either they are overly nervous or they are trying too hard to cover something up.

  Now what needs to be found out is what kind of people they are.

  Lin Yuanxu sat in the array, and Xia Zhu was responsible for chatting with them one by one.

  Xia Zhu had a good girl's face from birth, and it was precisely because of this that when talking to her, those professors' expressions were obviously relaxed.

  "Hello," Xia Zhuo gestured for the person in front of him to sit down, silently sizing up the person before him. They were currently in the school's security room, which was also the best temporary office location they could borrow at the moment. Xia Zhuo poured a cup of water for the old professor in front of him: "Please, sorry to bring you here to ask you a few questions."

  "It doesn't matter..." The old professor who took the water was named Chai Murin. He slowly drank a mouthful of water, then raised his head and asked: "Is it about that child?"

  Xia Zhu quietly waited for him to continue, and then heard Chai Muran say: "He's a good kid, what a pity."

  "May I ask a bold question, do you usually take care of Yan Moqiu's studies?" Xia Zhu asked.

  Chai Murin seemed somewhat surprised, thought for a moment and shook his head: "You also came out of college, there are not many teachers in college who will guide students' studies, but she is a good student and has great talent."

  "Venturing to ask a question above...” Xia Zhu casually chatted for a few sentences, and finally asked: "Where were you on the evening when Yan Moqiu left?"

  Chai Muran naturally understood that this was a recording of an alibi. He slightly furrowed his brow and asked, "That day... which day was it?"

  "Last winter," said Xia Zhu.

  "At that time I was in the office, should be a person doing research, in between the cleaning staff came to clean up, maybe saw me once." Chai Mulin said.

  "So... what time was it again?" Xia Zhu asked.

  This time Chai Muran showed a puzzled expression and finally shook his head dejectedly: "Forgot."

  "Thank you." Xia Zhu smiled.

  The second person was another taciturn professor, Jin Xin, who sat across from Xia Zhu, his hands seemingly trembling nervously, his eyes never meeting Xia Zhu's.

  Xia Zhu poured him a glass of water and asked almost the same question.

  "Where were you on the night Yan Moqiu left?" Xia Zhu asked.

  Jin Xing's eyebrows and eyes moved slightly, and after a moment of thought, he said: "I'm on the playground."

  "So... there should be many people?"

  "That night, Kite Society had an event, and indeed many people were there," said Jin Xin.

  "Thank you." Xia Zhu said slowly, furrowing her brow.

  And the third one was the one who had always been extremely emotional, his expression was somewhat indignant, and also carried a kind of inexplicable resentment towards the world. He looked at Xia Zhu for a while, then suddenly slapped the table with a loud bang: "I'm telling you, you are now illegally detaining me."

  Xia Zhu cried and laughed, she hadn't spoken yet, when Lin Yuanli had already sat down beside her without a word: "The professor's knowledge of law isn't very good, because now it's called interrogation, according to the law we have the right to reserve 24 hours for questioning."

  The old professor didn't say anything anymore.

  "Same question," Lin Yuanxi's voice was low and husky, yet carried an inexplicable magnetism: "Where were you that night?"

  "What night?" The old professor raised an eyebrow.

  "The night Yan Moqiu left."

  "Wasn't her time of death uncertain?" The old professor furrowed his brow and sighed: "What a pity, she was a good kid."

  "Do you often go to the lake?" Xia Zhu suddenly asked.

  The old professor nodded: "I have a habit of taking a walk over there."

  His pupils seemed slightly scattered, and that feeling didn't seem like a memory, but rather confusion or an emotion being controlled by someone.

  "That's it," Lin Yuanqi said calmly after looking at him for a while, helping Xia Zhu put away the book: "It's like this."

  "I've got an idea," said Xia Zhu.

  Lin Yuanxu smiled slightly: "Very good."

  Although cruel, everything had a familiar feeling that was most familiar to Lin Yuan.

  That feeling was one he had sunk deeply into a long time ago, and now that everything has finally come to an end, it's as if the curtain is being reopened.

  The master of that blue-haired witch has returned.

  "Summer Bamboo." Lin Yuan suddenly said.

  Xia Zhu raised her head and saw Lin Yuanxi with his hands clasped together and eyes closed, saying: "Come try to analyze."

  "There is one person who lied and another whose words were controlled by someone else. I haven't figured out a solution yet." Xia Zhu said with furrowed brows.

  "The lock he put on can only be opened by him, it's a kind of mind control, or you could say it's forcing someone to forget a memory and fill in the new blank," Lin Yuan explained: "It's like painting over a part of a picture isn't hard, but filling in something similar is very difficult, he has indeed degenerated."

  His tone was calm and indifferent, as if he were talking about an enemy.

  Xia Zhu looked at Lin Yuanxi for a while, suddenly remembered the scar on his hand, and inexplicably felt some heartache.

  Author's words: Thank you, Ball Moss Pets, Si Liang, Sheng Ge Yī Qū for your comments and support!

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