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"The killer is even smarter; he wants to disguise both cases as the work of the same perpetrator to divert the police's attention. At the same time, he knows how to minimize leaving evidence that could expose him."
"Right, that's exactly what I was thinking..." I picked up a grape. "Damn it, why are all the grapes you gave me sour?"
"It just shows you have bad luck, doesn’t it? Are you blaming me? Here, eat mine."
Hua Yin generously handed me his fruit platter, grinning as he continued, "My dad thought of that too, so he went to find those two people. But it turned out they had perfect alibis; that afternoon, Mei Tiantian and her boyfriend were having a birthday party with a bunch of friends downstairs at his place, while Wang Qi was at a class gathering. There were dozens of eyes on them; they didn’t leave for a moment. This has been double-checked. But I still suspect that Mei Tiantian."
"Mei Tiantian? How could you even think of that! How could one woman kill another woman?"
"Nonsense! Just because there are signs of sexual assault doesn’t mean it was done by a man. She could have brought in another man to do the job before killing her."
I was momentarily speechless.
"You know most of what you need to know now; I don’t have much more information than you do. So, are we going to act separately or join forces?"
"Relatively dispersed."
"What does that mean?"
"It means we exchange information every day, and if we have the same ideas or actions the next day or later, we’ll work together."
On the first day of the investigation, Hua Yin went to the Criminal Investigation Division's Forensic Department, claiming he wanted to see the body for himself. I returned to school with the main purpose of gathering information about those three girls. According to yesterday's data, all three girls related to the case had once attended this school, meaning they were in the same school as me, just one year ahead. This undoubtedly reduced many difficulties.
The school had returned to its normal routine, with students in the classrooms seemingly unaware of the events that had transpired in recent days. They were engaged in their usual activities of reading and chatting, while the senior class was eerily empty, as if no one had ever been there.
I checked the teacher roster in the administration office against the name I had on file.
Zhao Yi, their homeroom teacher, was now a regular instructor for the first-year students. Today was fortunate; Zhao Yi happened to have a class.
After the bell rang, I had already been waiting in his office for some time before Zhao Yi returned. He stood at the door, surprised to see me unexpectedly present in his office.
"This student... you are..." Zhao Yi looked at me with confusion.
"Oh, hello, Teacher Zhao. I'm from the graduating class of 2009; my name is Su Zhen." I greeted him and extended my hand for a handshake. Zhao Yi appeared to be in his thirties, although the records indicated he was only 26. Perhaps years of teaching had made him seem more mature. He wore glasses, and strands of silver were beginning to show in his hair, giving him an academic air.
"Su Zhen... I think I've heard of you," Zhao Yi said, placing his textbook on the desk and looking at me quizzically. "What can I do for you?"
"Actually, regarding what happened the day before yesterday, do you know anything about it, Teacher Zhao?" I asked tentatively.
"The day before yesterday? What happened? I was at the city education research institute organizing exam papers and didn't hear about anything," Zhao Yi frowned slightly, clearly puzzled.
Seeing his confused expression, I realized that the school had quickly sealed off information; even the homeroom teacher was not informed. I decided to change the subject for now. "Oh, let's talk about that later."
I took out a photocopy of Wang Keyi's picture. "Teacher Zhao, do you recognize her? She was a student from your class of 2008."
Zhao Yi took the photo, initially surprised, but then his expression turned somewhat sorrowful. "Of course I recognize her. She was the best student in our class... What a pity."
He sighed deeply and then fixed his gaze on me. "How do you have this photo?"
"Can I tell you later? I want to hear about her from you first," I tried to keep my tone gentle.
"About her..." Zhao Yi stared at the photo again, lost in thought. "What is there to talk about? Don't you know? Around this time last year..."
Zhao Yi fell silent for a long while. "Among all the students I've taught over the years, Wang Keyi was the most outstanding. When I say outstanding, I don't just mean academically; more importantly, she was the purest child I've ever encountered."
"The purest?" I asked, intrigued.
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