"She's dead, she's already dead... She's coming back to arrest us, first Fang Shu, then me, and then... "
When I came to Mai Qinghe's bedroom with Zhen Zhen and asked him how he learned about Shen Tingyue's death, he just kept repeating similar words. It seemed that he was so frightened that his mental state was in trouble. It's not easy for him to get the words out of his mouth now, but I have my own way.
"People who died in vain often have their grievances lingering, wandering around the murderer all day long, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. Huh..." I pointed to a dark corner of the bedroom, "There seems to be a shadow flashing there, could it be that I have misunderstood Come on!"
Hearing my words, he felt as if he was electrocuted, and immediately curled up in the quilt, the quilt covering the whole body constantly shaking with the thin body. It seems that this method is quite effective, so I added: "Escape will not solve the problem, I know a Taoist priest with a high level of Taoism, maybe I can help you a little bit. However, you must tell us everything you know, Otherwise, we would be helpless."
He leaned out and glanced at me, hesitating for a moment, then suddenly jumped forward and grabbed my hand for help: "Can you really help me?"
I nodded to him. "Only if you tell us everything."
"What do you want to know, as long as you can help me, I will tell you everything." He seemed to have forgotten our conversation, which proved that his mind was quite confused, which might be a good thing for me.
I threw the question to him again, but this time, instead of directly asking him why he was sure that Shen Tingyue was dead, he asked instead, "When did you learn of Shen Tingyue's death?"
He stepped back suddenly, his eyes flickered, and he wrapped the quilt around him even more tightly, and answered hesitantly, "She, is she dead?" As if all of a sudden, he was awake and wary of us.
"Didn't you just say it? I heard it with my own ears!" Zhen Zhen glared at him angrily.
He moved back again, lowered his head unconsciously to avoid our gaze, and replied timidly, "Is there? I was so confused just now that I didn't know what I said."
I found a stool and sat in front of the bed, lit a cigarette, and said leisurely: "You can say nothing, but we can't help you. I think your good brother must be very lonely in the underworld, but it is also It's okay, I think someone will come down with him soon."
He shivered, looked up at me, and seemed to want to say something, but he stopped. He remained indecisive until I finished the cigarette in my hand.
I stuffed the cigarette butts into the empty Coke can beside the bed, stood up and handed him the business card, "Call me whenever you want to tell us everything!" After that, I left with Zhen Zhen.
When I got to the door, I turned back to him and said, "I hope the next time we meet will not be a morgue."
"Are we going back like this? There must be something wrong with him, why didn't he force him to explain things clearly?" Zhen Zhen asked in confusion as soon as she walked out of the door.
I smiled: "I didn't plan to go back now."
As soon as the words came out, Mai Qinghe, who was wearing a quilt, rushed out of the dormitory, ran in front of us to stop us, and said in a panic, "I said, I said, I will tell you all."
Mai Qinghe's sudden change of attitude made Zhen Zhen feel inexplicable, she looked at me inexplicably, and I only gave her a sly smile.
When I stuffed a cigarette butt into a Coke can just now, I secretly put a whole person pill in it. This whole person pill looks like a capsule, but inside is a chemical that reacts with heat. There is nothing special about this pill at room temperature, but as long as the temperature is slightly higher, such as in the palm of the hand, it will keep beating and even somersault. I stuffed the pills with the cigarette butts into the Coke can, and the heat generated by the cigarette butts made the pills jump violently, hitting the inside of the Coke can and making strange noises. Hearing an inexplicable and strange sound suddenly, even a normal person would be startled. Mai Qinghe is so nervous now, of course he is half scared.
Returning to the dormitory again, Mai Qinghe nervously looked around, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he began to reveal a terrible secret to us: "Tingyue died a month ago, yes, she was killed by Brother Shu..."
"What?" Zhen Zhen exclaimed in surprise, I was also very shocked. Although he had already guessed that Mai Qinghe must know some unspeakable secrets, he didn't expect it to be so terrifying - if Shen Tingyue had been killed by Fang Shu a month ago, wouldn't Fang Shu's murder be a grievance
However, in consternation, I also thought of another question: "Why do you know?"
"Yes, Brother Shu personally told me..." He deliberately avoided my gaze.
I said solemnly, "I don't think killing is an honorable deed to show off."
Generally speaking, murderers never want others to know that they have committed a murder, and they are even less likely to take the initiative to tell others, and even kill those who know the crime in order to cover up the crime. After all, once the news spreads, the murderer's situation will be very dangerous.
He lowered his head and said nothing, as if he was thinking about how to stop lying. I didn't want to waste time with him, and pointed at him and scolded him: "You are the one who killed Shen Tingyue!"
"No, no, I didn't kill her..." He kept shaking his head.
"If you didn't kill Shen Tingyue, and if her death has nothing to do with you, why are you afraid that she will come back and kill you!" I pointed out his flaws righteously.
"I really didn't kill her, really..." The quilt around him kept shaking, and he told us the truth intermittently—
My personality is relatively withdrawn. Although I stayed in the Academy of Fine Arts for more than three years, I only made friends like Brother Shu and Kai Min. However, I have a special affinity with Brother Shu, who are iron buddies who are called brothers. I still remember that when I first entered the Academy of Fine Arts, I was often bullied by some old students. If Brother Shu did not help me get ahead, I would have dropped out of school long ago.
A month ago, Brother Shu invited me out for supper. Usually, the two of us would only go to roadside stalls for supper, but that night he didn't know why he was so arrogant, he even invited me to a restaurant and ordered a lot of dishes. We were drinking and bragging, chatting and he suddenly asked me if I dared to do something big with him. At that time, just after a few glasses of wine, I said to him without thinking: "Brother Shu, what do you want me to do, just say it. As long as you asked me to do it, you didn't say anything."
"Good brother, I'll take you to target later, we two brothers have a good time together."
He told me that Tingyue was qualified to participate in the Provincial Art Exhibition. In order to create the exhibition works quietly, recently every night she would go to the studio on the third floor of the old teaching building to paint and stay there until late.
The old school building used to be haunted, and no one would go in at night, and there were not many people nearby. So no matter what happens in the studio, no one will know, even if Tingyue is QJ there, no one will know...
After listening to his thoughts, I was taken aback. Although I would occasionally do bad things with him, it was just bullying the freshman and knocking some pocket money, but this time he asked me to go with him. QiangJian Ting Yue!
It's a prison thing, and I thought he was just joking with me by having a few drinks. But he turned out to be serious, and said to me: "Don't be afraid, it's alright, it's just playing a girl, even if the sky falls, I will carry it."
QiangJian is a serious crime that will go to jail, of course I dare not do it, but I have already promised him just now, and now I can't easily back down.
"She dares! If she squeaks, I'll bury her immediately!" He took out his phone and raised it in front of me, "We'll take a few nude photos of her when we're done, and see how she dares to take us! "
He put on an imperative attitude, and he didn't listen to what I said, but instead encouraged me again and again. To be honest, Tingyue is the school flower of our Academy of Fine Arts. Not only does she look good, but she also has a great body. She is the object of many boys' sexual fantasies. I really want to do that with her.
Jiuzhuang instigated people's courage, and coupled with his instigation, I agreed in a confused way.
That night, the academy was very quiet. On the way to the old teaching building, there was not a single person. Almost every step I took, I could hear my own footsteps.
"It's so quiet tonight, God helps me!" Brother Shu was very happy because he didn't meet anyone along the way. However, I really want someone to appear right away, preferably an acquaintance, so that he may dispel Tingyue's thoughts. However, not many people come here to stroll even during the day, let alone late at night? I didn't meet anyone until we got to the door of the old school building, and my expectations were dashed.
The moment I stepped into the school building, my mood was mixed. The rumors of hauntings, the dark stairs, and the anxiety about crime made me very scared and nervous. But there is an inexplicable excitement in my heart. After all, Tingyue is also one of the best beauties in the Academy of Fine Arts. Who doesn't want to kiss Fangze
With mixed feelings, I followed Brother Shu to the door of the studio on the third floor. He quietly opened the door, and the light inside the door spewed out like a hot flame, falling on me, igniting the fear in my heart, and making me instinctively retreat into a dark corner. At this moment, I am like a guilty thief, hoping to hide forever in a dark corner where no one can see.
Through the crack of the door opened by Brother Shu, you can see the beautiful Tingyue in the studio, drawing seriously with her back to us. She paints so attentively that in her eyes, it seems that there is nothing else in the world except her own work. Even when we entered the studio, she didn't notice it. Her eyes never left the canvas for a moment.
Brother Shu motioned me to guard the door, while he crept behind Ting Yue. During this time, my eyes fell on the canvas inadvertently.
Although I just glanced at it casually, I was immediately attracted. The feeling this oil painting gave me was so shocking!
The background in the painting is a small but tidy room. The bed, chairs, tables, and cooking utensils are all crowded into the small space. Although crowded but not cluttered, the painting is so detailed that I can even clearly see the open book on the table. workbook, and pencils in the stationery box.
In the center of the painting is a grief-stricken woman, the strands of white hair on her head contrast with her face in her thirties, making it easy to see at a glance that this is a woman who lives at the bottom of society and suffers from hard work. A desolate woman who wastes her youth prematurely. The kitchen knife she is holding in her right hand has a bright red blade, and on the wrist of her left hand, blood is blooming with a coquettish beauty.
A thin, white arm stretched out to the woman from the edge of the picture, as if trying to prevent the woman from self-harm. However, the power of the owner of the arm is so small...
Although the tone of the entire oil painting is very dark and depressing, it has distinct layers, especially the blood flowing from the woman's wrist, which is so coquettish and suffocating. Although I only glanced at it, I could feel the mood in the painting in an instant - the bullied woman chose to take her own life in order to get rid of the ravages of fate. When her child witnessed this scene, she stretched out her hand in panic to stop it, but the child's strength was so small that she could only watch her mother die.
This oil painting is of a mother, but what it wants to express is the child's fear, hesitation and helplessness.
I was so fascinated by this oil painting that I didn't even notice how Brother Shu pushed Ting Yue to the ground and ripped off her top. What brought me back to my senses was a touch of bright red—Ting Yue, who was pressed to the ground, picked up an oil paintbrush stained with red paint, broke the end and scratched it on Brother Shu's arm. Brother Shu screamed in pain, slapped her, grabbed the paintbrush, and threw it aside angrily. The brush was impartial and just fell into the center of the oil painting, on the woman's face. In this stunning work that is nearly completed, there is a smear of bright red like blood.
Seeing that her work was destroyed, Ting Yue became excited immediately. Although her thin body was suppressed by Shu Ge, she kept struggling. Because the arm was scratched, Brother Shu slapped her a few times in a fit of rage, and then strangled her neck until she stopped struggling...
Dead, Ting Yue was strangled to death by Brother Shu.
After finding that Tingyue had died, Brother Shu and I were both panicked. But he quickly calmed down, and after thinking for a moment, he lowered his head and said to himself, "No one saw us coming in, and no one will be wandering around at this time. As long as we hide her, no one will be there. Know what happened tonight..."
After we packed up the studio, I was the first to explore the way. Brother Shu picked up Ting Yue's body and followed behind, tiptoeing towards the back wall of the academy. I chose some secluded and shady paths to walk, and although no one was found along the way, there was a corpse behind me, which inevitably made people feel creepy.
We had planned to climb over the back wall of the academy and find a random place outside to dispose of the body. But after jumping over the fence, Brother Shu actually said to me: "Burying the body everywhere is easy for people to find. Why don't we bury her in the nearby cemetery. There are not even ghosts there on weekdays, and there are still a lot of people buried there. There are few unknown corpses, even if the corpse is found, there will be no problem."
Although what he said made sense, the place felt eerie during the day, and even more terrifying at night. There were millions of people who were unwilling to bury the corpse there, but he insisted on burying the body there, so I had to obey his wishes.
You can't imagine how scared I was at the time. From the moment I entered the cemetery, my scalp felt numb, and it was not bad that I didn't pee my pants.
The moonlight that night was not very bright, and the tall banyan trees around the cemetery blocked most of the light, so the cemetery was very dark. And it seems to have been deserted for a long time, the ground is overgrown with weeds, and some places even grow to the height of knees. Against the shadow of the trees, it seems that a rotten arm will stick out from the grass at any time and grab our feet. pull us into the abyss of hell.
It was in such a startling situation that I walked into the cemetery with Brother Shu. When I saw the tombstones hidden in the weeds, I was even more frightened, because under each tombstone there was a corpse, and there was a hungry ghost who was not worshipped by incense.
I asked Brother Shu to throw Ting Yue's body into the grass and leave this terrible place as soon as possible, no one would come here anyway. But he said that he was not afraid of 10,000, but just in case, he insisted on burying the body in the deepest part of the cemetery.
We didn't bring digging tools, so we had to find something like rocks and branches nearby to dig holes. I was very afraid that another corpse would be dug up in the process of digging the pit, because I heard some old people say before that the gangsters often buried their bodies here after killing people.
Fortunately, we did not find another body.
We hastily dug a very shallow pit and threw the body into it. When we buried the soil, the dim moonlight quietly fell on Ting Yue's face. Since she died, it was the first time I looked at her face head-on. Although I only glanced at her, her terrifying face often appeared in my dreams—long messy hair, livid complexion, slightly bulging eyes , The slender tongue constitutes a frightening face, which often makes me tremble until dawn after midnight dreams...
If Shen Tingyue was really killed a month ago, then this case is too terrible! Although looking at Mai Qinghe's panicked appearance, he should not have lied, but after all, this is his family's words, and substantial evidence must be found to verify what he said.
The most direct way to prove what he said is true is to find Shen Tingyue's body.