Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

65-2

After saying it about three times, the crowd of people who were rooted to the ground started to move slightly.

They now needed a backbone. Only with a backbone, they could regain the ability to speak and think. Under Teacher Jiang's tireless questioning, some students gradually began to move, but no one stood up.

Teacher Jiang frowned. He didn't want to see the students' lives being ignored. Now the look of everyone looking at each other made him feel cold: "No one is willing to say it? You are classmates who live together, why don't you want to know?"

"No."

The crime was too big, and they couldn't bear it. Someone said: "Fan Wei is quite lonely, doesn't like to communicate with people, eats alone, and studies are always like that. I haven't seen any fluctuations."

As for his emotional situation, they didn't know. Fan Wei didn't have a channel or friends to digest his emotions before he died, so no one knew what happened to him.

Teacher Jiang's temples were throbbing with pain. It wasn't that the school banned smoking, but he had to have one.

The police hadn't arrived yet, and Fan Wei's matter couldn't be left alone. He stood in the shade of the tree and had just dialed the phone when a boy stood in front of him and said, "Teacher."

"What's wrong?" He hung up the phone: "Do you have something to say?"

The boy nodded quickly, and he stammered, "I live in the same dormitory with Fan Wei."

With a clang, Teacher Jiang put down the porcelain cup of hot water and asked anxiously, "Are you his roommate?"

The boy nodded again.

The situation suddenly had a chance to clear up. Teacher Jiang took a trembling breath and looked at him encouragingly: "Don't be afraid, good boy, talk slowly."

The boy swallowed hard, perhaps it was that look that encouraged him. He hesitated for a few seconds and said: "The class over at 6:30, and I go to the cafeteria to eat."

"When I got to the door, I realized that I forgot to bring my meal card, so I went back to the dormitory to get it. I didn't want to climb to the sixth floor, and I saw someone on the balcony, one of them was Fan Wei. I called him and asked him to help me find the meal card from the bed and throw it down, but I don’t know what happened. I called him several times, and Fan Wei ignored me, and kept backing away..."

Teacher Jiang interrupted: "Keeping backing away?"

The boy nodded in panic, slowed down, and continued: "All the way to the railing."

"It looked wrong. I didn’t understand it at the time, but now I suddenly think of it. He looked like he was talking to someone. I know it’s irresponsible to make such a guess, but I have a strong intuition that there might be someone else in the dormitory at that time..."

"Yes, yes, there was someone!" He thought about it and suddenly became excited: "Fan Wei didn't fall down at first, it was someone, someone rushed out with a knife, so he was scared and fell down!"

"My attention was all on Fan Wei at the time, I just glanced at him quickly. The man was wearing a hat and a mask, and he should have a small knife. He was at a certain distance from Fan Wei, so he didn't cause any substantial harm to Fan Wei. After Fan Wei was scared and jumped off the building, he went back to the dormitory."

"My eyesight is 5.3 in both eyes. If you don't believe it, you can check the physical test table."

After these words, the boy was frightened and his chest was heaving. At the age of a teenager, he couldn't bear the sudden death of his companions who had been with him day and night.