Jiang Jiang pursed his lips and stared at the blackboard thoughtfully.
"What did you find?" Shen He walked to Jiang Jiang's side and followed her gaze.
Jiang Jiang snorted." I've discovered a lot."”
She turned around and continued,"The scratches on the blackboard are very new." Jiang Jiang pointed at it."This should be the mark left by a person who passed by here and touched the blackboard with his back. I estimate that this person is at least 175 cm tall.”
As Jiang Jiang spoke, she turned around and took out a ruler from her bag.""There is a blurry shoe print on this desk. It is 26 centimeters long. It was seven centimeters wide, which meant it was a size 41.”
She walked to Wang Chang's body and squatted down to look at the soles of his shoes." He was wearing a size 39 shoe. Your deduction was right. He was indeed hung up at the time, disguised as a hanged person. Moreover, this person was about 175 centimeters tall and wore a size 41 shoe. According to the shoe prints, they should be sneakers.”
"Also, the dust here was wiped by someone's finger, leaving fingerprints.”
Shen He nodded thoughtfully. His gaze fell on the large rusty plastic bucket in the corner of the classroom. He slowly walked over and found some blood inside.
"Jiang Jiang, there's blood here."
Jiang Jiang picked up a tool and carefully took a sample.”
"Alright." Shen He replied indifferently.”
"Bring Wang Chang's body back for an autopsy. I want the specific cause of death and the specific time of death.”"Okay, I'll go right away."
Shen He's gaze fell back on Jiang Jiang."Let's go find Wang Chang's form teacher to understand the situation.”
The few of them walked out of the teaching building in a hurry and met Wang Chang's mother.
Her hair and face were disheveled, and her eyes were red and swollen. She cried her heart out." Who killed my son…Who killed my son…"
Jiang Jiang looked at the mother who had suffered the pain of losing her son. Her eyes were a little red, and she could not bear it. She held her hand tightly and comforted her gently,"Mother Wang, don't worry. We will definitely find the murderer.”
When Wang Chang's mother heard this, she knelt down and began to kowtow. No one could stop her. She cried miserably,"I beg you, you must give my son justice! I beg you."
The school leader wanted to pull her up, but she flung him away fiercely."Don't touch me. My son died because of your school!”
Jiang Jiang comforted Madam Wang before leaving. The two of them went to Wang Chang's office together.
Wang Chang's form teacher was called Jiang Fangzheng. He was almost sixty years old this year and was about to retire. He wore a gray checkered shirt and a pair of glasses. He was thin and looked gentle and scholarly.
" Hello, I'm Shen He, a criminal police officer from the city's Criminal Investigation Unit. I need to ask you about Wang Chang's case," Shen He said.
Jiang Fangzheng quickly greeted them and made two more cups of tea for Jiang Jiang and Shen He.
"What's Wang Chang's personality like?”
Jiang Fangzheng took off his glasses, his eyes still glistening with tears." This child has a good personality. He's very polite, but he's a little withdrawn. However, the children in the class quite like to play with him.”
"Does he have many friends in class?"”
Jiang Fangzheng thought for a moment." Quite a lot. The most mischievous group of children in the class all like to play with him. He studies well, but he didn't do well in the middle school exams. His family background isn't very good. Our school exempted him from all tuition fees and some living expenses before he was willing to come to our school. The child has always been unwilling to accept this and studies very hard.”
"Was there anything unusual before the incident?"
Jiang Fangzheng shook his head. Yesterday was a Sunday, and the school had no curfew, so he could go in and out freely. At night, when the dorm supervisor checked his dormitory, he was the only one who wasn't at the dormitory. When I called his home, his mother said that he wasn't home. The children like to surf the internet, so we thought that this child went to the internet cafe to play. We went to look for him, but he wasn't there. I didn't expect this morning…"
Jiang Jiang asked,"Can we go to the place where Wang Chang is resting in class?"”
"Sure, this class happens to be a self-study class.”
Before Jiang Jiang and Shen He entered the classroom, they could hear the noise inside.
Jiang Fangzheng walked in and slammed the podium a few times. White chalk dust flew everywhere, and only then did the commotion stop.
Jiang Jiang casually glanced at the students in the classroom. The ratio of men to women was relatively balanced.
The second last desk of the last group was empty. It should be Wang Chang's.
Jiang Jiang's expression was serious. She walked over quickly and sat down. She opened the book on the desk. The title page had the word " Wang Chang " written in a black pen. The handwriting was neat and elegant.
Wang Chang's deskmate was a girl. She looked submissive and almost did not dare to look at Jiang Jiang. She kept her head down.
A gentle smile appeared on Jiang Jiang's face." Are you Wang Chang's deskmate?”
The little girl was stunned and nodded. Jiang Jiang was about to continue asking when she suddenly felt someone looking at her from behind. She turned around and met the boy's eyes.
When the boy saw her, he swallowed his saliva and avoided her gaze. He was obviously very flustered.
Jiang Jiang had some ideas. She looked at Wang Chang's deskmate." What's your name?”
" Qin…Zhilan," the girl said softly.
"How's Wang Chang's popularity?"
Qin Zhilan shook her head slightly, then quickly nodded.
Jiang Jiang frowned, not understanding what she meant.
Shen He walked over with a cold expression." How is Wang Chang's popularity?”His voice was dignified without anger.
The girl bit her lips, shook her head, and suddenly burst into tears.
Jiang Jiang glared at Shen He and shouted in the direction of the podium,"Teacher Jiang, please bring Qin Zhilan to the office first!”
She picked up Wang Chang's book on the table and casually flipped through a few pages. She saw the curses written in a messy handwriting, and a few pages were torn out in the middle.
Jiang Jiang reached out and pulled out a book from Wang Chang's desk. A piece of paper fell out.
There were a few big words written on it-Living is too painful, only death is relief.
Jiang Jiang bent down to pick it up and looked at it carefully. She then compared it to the name on the title page of Wang Chang's book. Although the imitation was very similar, it was obvious that it was not the same person's handwriting.
At this time, she already had an answer in her heart, and that was that Wang Chang had suffered serious school violence before his death.
Wang Chang's schoolbag was hanging beside the desk, covered in black ink.
She suddenly turned her head and looked at the boy behind Wang Chang.
The boy's face was livid as he stared at Jiang Jiang.
She gave Shen He a look and he immediately understood and walked out the door.
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