Su Jun was already waiting for me downstairs, but the tone on the phone was a little weird.
I didn't care, looking at Yu Chutao's bed, a little bit of sunlight was shining on Yu Chutao's bed through the window, and Yu Chutao had disappeared a long time ago, so it is estimated that the girl will not be burned by the sun.
I straightened my crumpled clothes and went downstairs.
The workers haven't started work yet, but almost everyone has arrived, and they are gathering in twos and threes to chat.
The Soviet army led a few policemen to chat outside the old dormitory building.
I yawned and walked over. When the Soviet Army saw me, he walked over quickly and pulled me aside.
"How is it? Did you find anything last night?"
I nodded and told what happened last night, and also told the Soviet army my guess.
Su Jun clapped his hands and said, "That's right."
"What's wrong?" I asked curiously.
"I found the suicide note of the boy who jumped off the building last night. The content on it, um, the content on it, how should I put it, is unbelievable. I originally planned to file a case, but the people above said that Yu Chutao is still alive. If you file a case and scold me, I know it's not that simple."
"It's as if the case can be filed now, forget it, show me the suicide note."
Su Jun was taken aback by what I said, and then his excited expression dissipated.
Yu Chutao was alive in the eyes of others, how could he file a case, the Soviet army was also confused.
Su Jun took out a small plastic bag from his arms, and inside the bag was a piece of paper, which looked like it had been torn from a notebook. It is full of handwriting, very neat, and it can be seen that the person who wrote it was a very rigorous person.
Suicide note: It’s been 21 years, this is the only time I have left in this world, I don’t know if anyone will remember me in the next 21 years, but even after ten 21 years, I will never forget you —Chu Tao.
They had a meeting again, and they wanted to separate you in a frenzied manner. I was beaten severely, and all I got was your hair. I know, it was because they wanted to gag me.
I'm not reconciled, I went to them, but none of them paid attention to me, they just hid you secretly, and I can only smell your hair and recall your appearance.
This makes me panic, because you are slowly blurring in my memory, I remember your beauty, remember your kindness, but I am about to forget what your face looks like.
I plan to go to them again at night, but before that, I need to hide your hair. They are looking for it, and they don't even want to give me your hair.
If they are still unwilling to give you to me, then I will commit suicide. I will let everyone know the truth of the matter, so that they will not be able to get you.
Chu Tao, how much I want you to accompany me, but no, I will put your hair in your dormitory, a place where no one can find it.
Chu Tao, I love you.
After reading the suicide note, I looked at Su Jun with weird eyes.
"Is this a suicide note?"
Su Jun nodded: "Well, not only this, we also identified that hair overnight, it belongs to Yu Chutao, just because Yu Chutao is still alive, now, I don't know what to do."
I read the suicide note again, only to feel chills down my spine, what is this, I love you to the point of killing you.
Su Jun said, "According to what you said, Yu Chutao is dead, so this is a vicious case of murder and mutilation. I want to catch the murderer."
"Well," I nodded. Su Jun is a policeman with a sense of justice. I have no doubts about this.
I thought for a while and said, "Have you ever looked for the living Yu Chutao?"
Su Jun shook his head and said, "We were afraid of scaring the snake away, so we didn't start any action. However, we have already grasped Yu Chutao's whereabouts. She is now an online novel writer, specializing in supernatural novels, and her activities are only at night. This is the same as your analysis. , dare not see the sun."
Ghost writer, I looked at Su Jun in surprise.
Judging from last night, Yu Chutao is a very timid girl, but she did not expect to become a supernatural writer now, but it is also true to think about it, who can write supernatural things better than ghosts.
"By the way, where's the little girl? The one who took the taxi." I suddenly remembered something.
After I came back that day, I asked Su Jun to find a master, drew the little girl, and asked Su Jun to help me find it.
"A painting, I don't know if it is the same as me, how can I find it? I compared it through the system, but I haven't found it yet."
What Su Jun said was correct, but I still reminded: "That girl is very likely related to Yu Chutao, you can think of a way from this aspect."
Su Jun nodded, indicating that he knew.
"What should we do next?" Su Jun asked me.
I picked up the phone, called old man Zhang, and asked about the situation last night. Old man Zhang told me that the girl called Wang Guohua again last night, and according to my instructions, Wang Guohua did not pick up the girl.
I hung up the phone and thought for a long time before I said, "You send someone to contact Yu Chutao to see if you can find anything. I will go to see the little girl with Wang Guohua tonight. I always think she has something to do with Yu Chutao."
Su Jun nodded, then shook his head and said, "Yu Chutao is a writer now and sits at home every day. Where can I get in touch with him?"
"She didn't contact? Didn't contact the editor? Didn't contact the fans?" I looked at Su Jun with contempt.
Su Jun suddenly realized and nodded: "Okay, I'll send a psychologist to test it out."
"Yeah." I nodded, "Since she's writing about supernatural beings, it's fine for her words to be a bit more special in this regard."
After discussing with Su Jun, I went directly to old man Zhang. The key is not to find him, but because I am really sleepy now, and I really want to have a good sleep, so I can ask old man Zhang to prepare something casually.
When I got back to old man Zhang's small courtyard, I couldn't keep my eyes open, so I gave a few simple instructions and fell asleep.
And it was still the call from the Soviet army that woke me up.
"Hi." I greeted confusedly.
"Something went wrong, Yu Chutao's hair was stolen."
"Who?" I sobered up and asked in disbelief.
"Yu Chutao."
"Isn't that used as evidence, is it being kept by your police, how could it be stolen?"
Su Jun's tone became gloomy: "I don't know, but it seems that he is an acquaintance, and there is no trace of searching at the scene."
I was speechless for a while. Could it be that Yu Chutao has so many admirers, even the police station.
Su Jun may also feel that this matter is a bit shameful, so he hung up the phone after saying a few words, and at the last moment, I can still hear Su Jun's angry reprimand.
I may be barely able to deal with ghosts, but I can't deal with people at all. Yu Chutao's incident made me feel that those who are more terrifying than ghosts and who divide Yu Chutao are the key.
After sleeping for a long time, I finally got up, Wang Guohua also arrived at the small courtyard, and was chatting with old man Zhang in the courtyard, when he saw me go out, he smiled obsequiously.
I nodded, as a greeting, and said, "Let's get in the car, I think the car appointment will be coming soon."