Qi Youxuan grinned at her and pinched her fingers when he took the milk tea. Wei Muran glared at him. He was at work!
Qi Youxuan winked at her and said, "The people in Chen Yuke's dormitory are hiding something from us. I just don't know if they are all hiding it from us or if one of them really doesn't know. Since the murderer knew Feng Haoli's phone number and even killed him, it's impossible for him to make a mistake about Feng Haoli's dormitory. "
Qi Youxuan took a sip of milk tea, squinted and praised, "Mumu, your cooking has always been so good."
Wei Muran was speechless.
Could he concentrate on the analysis?
"I think the murderer hung Feng Haoli's body outside Dormitory 403 to show it to someone or a few people in Dormitory 403." Qi Youxuan held the cup of milk tea and didn't think it was hot. He held the handle with his right hand and tapped the cup subconsciously with his left index and middle fingers.
"Go and investigate the background of the four people in Dormitory 403 to see if they have any connection with Feng Haoli other than playing basketball and drinking wine together. Is there anything they didn't say? "Qi Youxuan said and took another sip of milk tea.
Zhao Yiyang touched his chin and said, "I still don't understand. Since the door of the dormitory building has been locked, I observed that the windows at both ends of the dormitory corridor are installed with anti-theft windows and there is no trace of damage. How did the murderer send the body into the dormitory building?"
"There is another possibility. The murderer is a student in the dormitory building," Qi Youxuan said.
Everyone was instantly shocked.
"Jiadong, go and check the details of the four students in Dormitory 403. Yiyang, go and ask who was not in the dormitory before and after the death of the victim last night," Jiang Yuecheng said.
Those boys slept late. Even if the dormitory lights and electricity were turned off, it didn't mean that they were asleep.
In the afternoon, Xing Jiadong and Zhao Yiyang came back.
"I went to check the relationship between the four people in Dormitory 403 and found that they usually played basketball and cards together occasionally. They had no other contact. I also checked their participation in clubs. The victim, Feng Haoli, only joined the track and field team. Among the three people in Dormitory 403, except for Zhou Yubo who joined the mathematics research group, the other three didn't join any clubs. Among the three roommates with Feng Haoli, one joined the Martial Arts Club, one joined the Drama Club, and the last one didn't join any club. "Xing Jiadong said.
"From this, I really can't find anything in common between the deceased and them. They left school during the holidays, and they didn't contact each other." Xing Jiadong frowned.
"What about Yiyang? What did you find? "Jiang Yuecheng asked.
Zhao Yiyang shook his head dejectedly. "I went to ask, and they all said that there was nothing unusual."
He frowned. "I don't know if they're covering up for each other. University boys are quite particular about this so-called loyalty."
In this way, all the clues were cut off.
At this time, Zhang Ming came in and said, "The appraisal department just came out with the result. They said that the victim's shoe was stained with a small piece of paint, but it's not obvious."
"I remember that the dormitory building is being refreshed." Jiang Yuecheng looked shocked. "Yiyang, Jia Dong, come with me to the school again. Let's see how the paint got on the victim."
The three of them went to the school, so Qi Youxuan brought Wei Muran to Feng Haoli's house. Feng Haoli's family was well-off, and the residential area he lived in was also middle to high class. His living conditions seemed good.
Feng Haoli's parents also received a call from the police and learned of Feng Haoli's death. Therefore, when Qi Youxuan and Wei Muran saw them, they saw that Feng Haoli's father, Feng Jingzhe, had a dejected look on his face. His eyes were red, and his body was hunched. His mother, Sun Zhiyan, was still wiping her tears. When she invited Qi Youxuan and Wei Muran into the house, she was already on the verge of breaking down.
"Haoli is our only son. How could he die so miserably?! What should we do now that he's dead? We're already so old, and he's our only son! "Sun Zhiyan said while crying. She accompanied Qi Youxuan and Wei Muran into Feng Haoli's room.
"How often does he come back?" Wei Muran asked. The daily necessities in the room were still on the table. It didn't look like it had been vacant for a long time.
"Because we live close to each other, he comes back every weekend. If he has to go out to play, he won't come back," Sun Zhiyan said while crying.
Qi Youxuan noticed that there were photo frames on the bookshelf and desk. They were photos of Feng Haoli when he went out to travel. In the photos, he was always carrying a big backpack. The backpack was bulging, and there was a long, thick thing tied to the top of the backpack. It was a tent.
Apart from the big backpack in every photo, there was also a bicycle. Before they came in, they saw a bicycle in the corridor. It was the same as the one in the photo.
"Feng Haoli often travels by bicycle?" Qi Youxuan asked.
"Yeah, he also joined some backpacker club. He just rides his bike and carries his backpack everywhere to play. We don't really agree with him doing this. It's too dangerous to ride all the way from home to those remote and desolate places. We can't explain what happens on the way, but he doesn't listen. He likes these activities. During the summer vacation last year, he rode a bicycle from B City to Tibet with a group of people. He even said he wanted to go to Mount Everest and Metuo. It's fine if it's a place like Lhasa, but Mount Everest and Metuo are not visited by outsiders. They haven't been developed yet, so it's inconvenient. How dangerous is it? It's so far away, and there's a high altitude. The plateau in the middle is so desolate, and there's not even a single person. I heard that there's no cell phone signal on the way to the plateau. If something happens, there's no way to contact the outside world, "Sun Zhiyan said while crying.
"He was quite lucky all the way. Nothing happened, and he arrived safely. But I didn't expect that he could come back safely from such a dangerous trip, but he was … was …" Sun Zhiyan cried so much that she couldn't continue. She covered her face and started crying.
Feng Jingzhe also wiped his face and didn't say anything. He only hugged Sun Zhiyan and comforted her.
Qi Youxuan looked at them and didn't ask questions immediately. Instead, he took the opportunity to look around the room. Qi Youxuan walked along the wall and looked at the furniture placed along the wall.
The desk was filled with photos of Feng Haoli riding his bike to play. They were all places that were not easy to reach, such as Daocheng and Aden. There were also some popular tourist attractions, such as Shennongjia and Changbai Mountain. However, from the photos, it was obvious that he didn't go to the regular tourist attractions. Most of them were places that were not open to the public. They were places that were not led by tour groups. They were all tourists who loved to explore with their own backpacks and went to challenge their limits.
However, there were no photos of the trip to Tibet that Sun Zhiyan mentioned in the conspicuous spots on the table and bookshelves.
"Are all the photos of his rides here?" Qi Youxuan asked thoughtfully.
Feng Jingzhe shook his head and said, "They're just some representative photos. He's very proud of going to those places."
Qi Youxuan nodded to show that he understood. "Why aren't there photos of him going to Tibet? Not many people go to Metuo, and it's not an easy place to go. He should be very proud of going there. "
"I don't know why, but he wasn't in a good mood after he came back. He would discuss with us for a few days every time he went to the places he used to go. He would even send photos of the people and things he met along the way on WeChat," Feng Jingzhe said. "But when he came back, he was in low spirits and didn't mention a word about that trip. The photos on WeChat Moments only ended in Lhasa. I didn't see him post anything after that. "
Qi Youxuan's expression changed and he asked, "Do you still have the photos from that time?"
"This … This was more than a year ago …" Feng Jingzhe mumbled. However, he saw that Qi Youxuan didn't say anything else. He just stood there and looked at him, as if waiting for him to find it.
Feng Jingzhe had no choice but to take out his phone and look for the photos.
"You just need to give me his WeChat account," Qi Youxuan said.
Feng Jingzhe didn't have Feng Haolin's WeChat password, so he only gave him his WeChat account.
"Do you know the name of the cycling club he joined?" Wei Muran marked Feng Haolin's WeChat account and asked.
"There's a business card." Sun Zhiyan, who had been crying, finally spoke, but she was still crying uncontrollably. "I found it when I was packing his things today."
Sun Zhiyan went to the mall and brought back a paper bag filled with clothes. It was full of small bits and pieces. "I was going to throw these away."
She rummaged through the paper bag, found a business card, and handed it to Wei Muran.
"What other interests does he have besides participating in these activities? Who is he close with? "Qi Youxuan asked.
"There are also his former high school classmates. He's very close with a few of them, but he never tells us about his high school classmates, so we don't know their names or contact information," Feng Jingzhe said. "Our son has grown up, so he doesn't like to tell us a lot of things."
"He's really … really … Wouldn't it be better if he told us, at least let us know what's going on? When the police come to investigate, we can also help. But now, something has happened to him, and we don't even know who he usually knows! " Sun Zhiyan grabbed Wei Muran's hand and cried. "Miss, my son was usually very honest. During holidays, he liked to participate in these kinds of biking activities, and he only occasionally went out with his high school classmates to eat and sing. He didn't go out at other times. How much hatred did he have for someone to kill him? And he died so tragically. "
Wei Muran could only comfort Sun Zhiyan. Qi Youxuan asked Feng Jingzhe, who was still relatively calm, "Has he been home recently?"
Feng Jingzhe nodded. "He came back last week."
"How did he behave? Was there anything strange? "Qi Youxuan asked.
"There's nothing strange. Our son has grown up, and he doesn't usually talk to us, so he hasn't talked much to us since he came back. He's basically playing on the computer alone in his room." Feng Jingzhe's expression suddenly changed. "Oh yeah, I heard him talking to someone on the phone last week. He sounded very nervous, and he said something about whether someone knew about it. He said that he had been receiving some text messages recently, and it must be because of that incident. He sounded very scared, and I heard it when I was about to call him for dinner. "
"I was afraid that he got into trouble. I've never heard him speak in that tone before. It was really scary, and he spoke incoherently, and his voice was trembling. I was worried, so I asked him if something happened, but he said nothing. I asked him again, and he flew into a rage, and we both started arguing. After that, he went back to school without even eating. I was so angry at that time. I didn't expect … "
Even Feng Jingzhe, who had been very calm all this while, cried. "I didn't expect that to be the last time we met. If I had known, I definitely wouldn't have gotten angry at him. I would have talked to him nicely and asked him about it. Maybe then he wouldn't … wouldn't … The last time we met was actually because of an argument. I'll regret it for the rest of my life. "
"…" Qi Youxuan subtly took half a step back. He really wasn't good at comforting people.
When it came to making the elders in his family happy, he could pretend to be a fool and act like a clown, but in front of outsiders, he would never damage his image like that.
In the end, it was Wei Muran who comforted the husband and wife, at least they calmed down.
Then, Qi Youxuan asked to take away Xu Haolin's computer. There might be some chat software and email records inside, which might also contain clues.
Feng Haolin's computer at home was a desktop, so Qi Youxuan carried the monitor and the main computer all the way back to the police station with Wei Muran.
Not long after they came back, Jiang Yuecheng and the others also came back from the school investigation.
"What's the result?" Zhang Ming looked at Jiang Yuecheng expectantly. It would be best if there was progress.
"We found a few buckets of paint on the dormitory's roof. After verification, it was used to refresh the dormitory, and it was temporarily stored on the roof." Zhao Yiyang said, "We've already brought the paint back to the identification department to compare it with the paint on Feng Haolin's shoe soles."
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