[BL, MTL] The Whole City is My Old Attack

*Extra 7: Letter to Classmate Xie Shiyu

"Why are you investigating your sister?"

　　Chu Feng opened the Q/Q chat box with Lan Shan.

　　Lan Qiuyue is the adopted daughter of the Lan family, and Lan Shan is the biological son. When Lan Qiuyue committed suicide at the age of 17, Lan Shan was only 5 years old, so he may not remember much. After thirteen years, he was inquiring about the events of that year, which was abnormal.

　　Moreover, Lan Qiuyue committed suicide due to campus violence. The whole incident seems reasonable on the surface. Why doesn't Lan Shan believe it?

　　Chu Feng wondered if Lan Shan found something in his sister Lan Qiuyue's relics, which is why he became suspicious of the suicide incident.

　　If so, this thing may have a key role.

　　Buzzing--

　　To show his sincerity, Chu Feng sent the file of Lan Qiuyue's student that he investigated just now, and the other side quickly indicated that he had accepted it.

　　[Thanks! ! ]

　　Lan Shan immediately sent a thank you, he didn't expect to meet a stranger today who would really help him.

　　As a student, he has no right to ask for his sister's file from the teacher and the principal, and he can't get in touch with the seniors who are in the same class as his sister. Secretly kept secret.

　　No grown-up took his investigation seriously. Only today's particularly good-looking big brother is willing to help him.

　　Chu Feng on the opposite side sent some speeches from school teachers one after another, and Lan Qiuyue's other registrations for winning awards. Lan Shan accepted them as treasures, and soon confessed to Chu Feng: [When my sister committed suicide, I was only 5 years old

　　. ,I can't remember anything about that time at all. I didn't know about it until I was in junior high school. ]

　　[Others were very sympathetic when they heard that my sister committed suicide due to school bullying, but I didn't believe it the first time I heard it. ]

　　[I was very fat when I was a child. When I was in the first and second grades, I was bullied by my classmates. The most beautiful girl in the class took the lead in bullying me. ]

　　[I was the team leader at the time, and the girl didn't do her homework once, and told me not to remember her name, but I had already memorized the names of other students, and the teacher knew that she had missed the handover as soon as she counted the number, so I ignored her , write down her name. ]

　　[She was very angry, and then called on the classmates to isolate me. I was fat at the time, and I was ugly when I started running. She nicknamed me Sow, and asked other students to call me that too. If I was bullied, I would cry They will go to the corridor to announce loudly that the sow is crying, and ask students from other classes to come and see. ]

　　[I applied to transfer schools when I was in the third grade, and I didn't grow up so fat anymore, and no one bullied me in the new school. But I always feel... Maybe it's a stereotype, I think beautiful girls are domineering, everyone will turn around her, she can bully whoever she wants, like me who is fat and studying, In the class, it is completely different from someone who does not exist like air]

　　[So after I saw the photo of my sister, I couldn't believe it anyway, she would be bullied to the point of committing suicide. ]

　　[The girl who bullied me back then was just the prettiest girl in the class. For my sister... she should be the prettiest girl in the school, and she sings so well. She should also like to sing and often participates in performances. It's completely different from an unremarkable person like me. I'm the kind of person who probably won't remember me after graduation...] [

　　I couldn't figure it out, so I wanted to find my sister's relic. My parents don't like my sister, they think her things are bad luck, but they don't want to throw them all away, because they are afraid that others will say they are cold-blooded, so they are all locked in the old attic of our house, and they even asked someone to post amulets, telling me since I was a child Can't get close to that. ]

　　[When I was in junior high school, I sneaked into the attic, and there were a lot of things belonging to my sister... I saved the photos, and I will show you] Lan Shan

　　sent 12 photos in a series, and Chu Feng opened them one by one. It was foggy, the attic was full of dust, there were waste clothes, stationery, textbooks, homework written by Lan Qiuyue...

　　Among this pile of sundries, Chu Feng quickly noticed the key items.

　　A stack of paper products in a box of old waste cardboard.

　　It looked like letters, postcards, and some awards and certificates, in envelopes, probably sent to Lan Qiuyue by the singing competition organizing committee.

　　[My sister seems to have made some friends on the Internet, people who like singing like her. ]

　　Lan Qiuyue sometimes publishes some cover videos of her on the Internet, she is faceless, and then she also met some friends. During festivals and birthdays, these friends sent postcards to her, and they seemed to invite them to participate in national concerts. singing competition.

　　Seeing this, Chu Feng became more certain that Lan Qiuyue did not commit suicide due to campus bullying. She could have survived it, but some kind of encounter later forced her to the road of death.

　　[I found this in my sister's letter]

　　Blue Mountain sent a photo.

　　When Chu Feng saw it, it was a receipt no bigger than the palm of his hand, small square, with a yellow header and black characters on a white background.

　　This is the return receipt for registered post office.

　　Ordinary postal letters are easy to lose, and whether they can be sent basically depends on luck. Registered mail is more expensive than sending a letter, about four or five yuan per order, but the post office will ensure that it is delivered to the recipient.

　　When sending a registered letter, the post office staff will paste a barcode on the envelope and give the sender a return receipt. You can use the tracking number to check where the letter is currently, which is a bit like express delivery.

　　Lan Shan: [I checked with the registered mail number and found this]

　　A screenshot of the registered mail logistics information was sent in Q/Q, and Chu Feng saw that the mailing date of this letter was June 28.

　　And Lan Qiuyue committed suicide on June 29.

　　Lanshan: [The day before my sister committed suicide, she was still sending registered letters to others. I think she wrote the real reason for her suicide in this letter. It is definitely not as simple as campus bullying. ]

　　[But I couldn't find the recipient of this letter. At first I thought it was my sister's netizen, but the logistics of this letter has been in this urban area. ]

　　[So I want to find out about the previous seniors and sisters, but there has been no news...]

　　Chu Feng looked at this piece of logistics information:

　　Sent from Shunhe District Post Office→Post to Ziyun District Post Office→Distributed to the postman→Delivering→ Delivery failed: Recipient not found.

　　The registered letter started to be delivered again→failed again, the recipient could not be found→after the letter was returned to the sending address according to the procedure,

　　the letter was returned to the Shunhe District Post Office→distributed to the postman→returned to the sending address→delivering→delivered successfully→sender Have been received.

　　On the day of signing, it was already 7 days after Lan Qiuyue committed suicide.

　　Lan Shan: [It is impossible for my sister to sign for this letter. Moreover, Shunhe District is not our home address. It is impossible for this letter to be returned to our home. I guess it may have been returned to another place. It may be someone from my sister. A friend...]

　　Lan Shan's thinking was relatively naive, and he always felt that his sister still had one or two true friends left. Chu Feng knew very well that when Lan Qiuyue was dying, there was not even a single person listening to her.

　　This letter was undoubtedly addressed to Xie Shiyu.

　　In Shunhe District, the No. 2 Middle School is located in Shunhe District, and Ziyun District is the address of Xie Shiyu Gaoyi's home. Later, his mother fell ill and had no money to pay the rent, so the rent was withdrawn.

　　Lan Shan: [Also, I don't understand why my sister sends registered mail. Can't it be delivered by express? Also faster. ]

　　Now it is true that very few people send registered letters. Generally, it is more convenient to send express directly, unless some units send official documents in large quantities.

　　Chu Feng looked at the first few pictures that Lan Shan sent. In the pile of letters, there was Lan Qiuyue's singing award certificate. The certificate was wrapped in an envelope with a barcode on it. It was also a yellow header with black letters on a white background. registered mail. 　　The address on the envelope reads: Lan Qiuyue, Class 2 (12), Senior Secondary School, Shunhe District No. 2 Middle School,

　　B City



　　First of all, Lan Qiuyue received the certificate of the singing competition, and the organizing committee sent it to the school by registered mail, so Lan Qiuyue knew the way of registered mail, and also saw the difference between registered mail and express delivery: the express delivery to the school was thrown away casually

　　. At the doorman or other courier points, students pick up the package according to the pick-up code, which is likely to be wrong. If it was an unfamiliar courier, Xie Shiyu probably wouldn't pick it up.

　　The registered mail sent to the school will be sent directly to the class and handed over to me.

　　Chu Feng guessed that Lan Qiuyue first found Xie Shiyu's home address from the class list, and wrote it like this when sending the registered letter:

　　Class 2 (12), Senior Secondary School, Shunhe District No. 2 Middle School, City B, Xie Shiyu (sent) Ziyun,

　　City B X0X, Building X, XX Avenue, District, Xie Shiyu (received)

　　The mailing address is Xie Shiyu's school address, and the receiving address is Xie Shiyu's home address.

　　Lan Qiuyue probably didn't want the content of the letter to be made public, so the first choice should be to send it to Xie Shiyu's home. If it was sent to school, when Xie Shiyu opened it without knowing it, the students next to him might also see it.

　　But she should also know that Xie Shiyu's family is more complicated. If Xie Shiyu's classmate moves and doesn't live there anymore, the postman will not be able to find the recipient.

　　This is indeed the case in reality. Chu Feng remembered that when he was a sophomore in high school, Xie Shiyu had to refund the rent because he wanted to raise money for his mother's medical treatment. He no longer lived in Ziyun District, and basically stayed in the hospital.

　　Therefore, this registered letter was returned to the sending address according to the procedure, that is, the school, and sent to Xie Shiyu again.

　　If it was a letter from other students, it was very likely that it would be opened maliciously, but if it was from the school bully Xie Shiyu, no one would have the guts to tamper with it.

　　Under double insurance, the letter written by Lan Qiuyue before committing suicide was finally delivered to Xie Shiyu.

　　,

　　"Brother Xie. I have your letter..."

　　17-year-old Xie Shiyu was packing his schoolbag. Today was the day when Chu Feng went to S City for summer training, and he was going to send him off later.

　　In the past few days, Xie Shiyu couldn't forget the dream of the morgue and the dog over and over again. He is not a superstitious person, but in the past seventeen years, he has never dreamed of Chu Feng having an accident, or an accident of the level of death. , only when Chu Feng was about to leave him and go to S City alone this time.

　　He decided to secretly follow Chu Feng to S City.

　　Xie Shiyu from his mother's side has already hired a nurse, and bought the bus ticket and accommodation to S city. He used the two months' wages paid in advance by the part-time shop. For the next two months, he can only spend one at the low-priced food window in the school cafeteria. eat.

　　"Is your name... Xie Shiyu?"

　　Xie Shiyu raised his head and saw a postman in green clothes walking towards the door of the classroom:

　　"Your registered letter was returned because it couldn't find the recipient..."

　　Xie Shiyu was a little confused, registered letter?

　　He took the letter first, and saw the words on the envelope:

　　... Xie Shiyu (sent)

　　... Xie Shiyu (received)

　　"Are you still mailing it to yourself?" The postman laughed and complained, picked up the green postal bag and left.

　　The students in the class looked at Xie Shiyu curiously, Xie Shiyu raised his head and looked back at them, all the students turned their eyes away one after another, not daring to peek.

　　Xie Shiyu pinched the letter, it was very thick, and the handwriting on the cover was obviously not his own.

　　The other party was consciously imitating his handwriting, but the imitation was not precise enough, and it was not Chu Feng's handwriting.

　　-Who sent it?

　　The sky outside the window was overcast, and gray light came through the clouds.

　　Dingling--Dingling-

　　the bell rang for the second class, Xie Shiyu looked at the time, and it was 15 minutes before Chu Feng's departure time.

　　Xie Shiyu raised his head and glanced at the opposite teaching building. The teacher came out with ten rocket class students. Chu Feng didn't seem to wake up, and followed sleepily at the end of the team.

　　Yan Wenbin, the squad leader who went to the summer training in S city together, also packed his schoolbag and luggage and left the classroom.

　　Xie Shiyu didn't want to go with the monitor. He waited for a minute or so, picked up his schoolbag, and slipped out of the classroom.

　　The teacher on the podium turned a blind eye to Xie Shiyu.

　　[Second Middle School] bus stop.

　　"Chu Feng."

　　Xie Shiyu stood under the stop sign. When Chu Feng saw him, his eyes lit up, and he seemed less sleepy.

　　"Have you brought an umbrella? It might rain later."

　　Xie Shiyu stepped forward and gently hugged the little maple tree, acting like a good gardener.

　　"En."

　　Chu Feng put his head on Xie Shiyu's shoulder, and gently rubbed against him. The movement was so small that neither the teacher nor the classmates could see it.

　　Xie Shiyu was suddenly scratched by the little cat in his heart. He really wanted to take Chu Feng home like this, so he restrained his movements and gradually let go of Chu Feng.

　　When you say goodbye, you should say some auspicious words, such as a good journey, study hard, or say something love: I will miss you.

　　These words turned around in his throat, and finally Xie Shiyu only said one sentence to Chu Feng:

　　"Be careful in everything."

　　[It doesn't matter if you are not careful, I will follow you. ]

　　,

　　Bus Station

　　Xie Shiyu was wearing a black peaked cap, and watched Chu Feng get on the bus to S City at the back of the waiting room.

　　This bus came every 15 minutes, Xie Shiyu picked up his schoolbag and got on the next bus.

　　It's hot, Xie Shiyu turned his head sideways, pea-sized raindrops fell on the glass of the car window, the sky rumbled, and the thunderstorm had arrived.

　　The car was not full, so Xie Shiyu put the bag on the seat next to him and took out the registered letter.

　　He weighed it with his hand, and it was quite thick. Xie Shiyu took out the iron ruler in the pencil case, cut open the seal evenly, pulled out a stack of letter paper, and unfolded it.

　　The handwriting on it is completely different from that on the envelope. It is very beautiful, like a girl's handwriting:

　　classmate Xie Shiyu:

　　Hello!

　　I am Lan Qiuyue.

　　The 17-year-old Xie Shiyu read the letter calmly, and Lan Qiuyue's suicide was not a simple school bullying.

　　[I'm taking the liberty to write to you. You probably don't know me very well, but I believe you should know me by now. I'm a classmate who committed suicide not long ago. ]

　　[Before I committed suicide, I wanted to find someone to tell my real experience. This person should have no close acquaintance with me. He had never participated in campus bullying, but he had no sense of justice. It won't be shocking after all, and it won't be hyped at the same time. ]

　　[I don't want my secret to become a burden on others' lives, nor do I want to be a talking point for others. After my observation, you are a more suitable candidate. ]

　　[If my observation is wrong, after all, I am very inaccurate in reading people, then please don't read any further. ]

　　[If my observations are correct, please turn to the next page. ]

　　Xie Shiyu gently opened the next page. On the first line, the hidden truth was written in black and white:

　　[I did not commit suicide because of campus bullying. ]

　　[I was raped/raped. ]

　　,

　　Swish -

　　the bus braked suddenly, and the passengers who were not wearing seat belts rushed forward one after another, hitting the back of the seat and making a noise.

　　Xie Shiyu, who was wearing a seat belt, sat steadily on the seat. He raised his head, looked at the road ahead, and made sure that there was no accident ahead. There should be no problem with Chu Feng's bus. He lowered his head and continued to read the letter.

　　Although the handwriting in the letter is neat, it has begun to tremble slightly, and the strokes have become slightly scribbled. Lan Qiuyue's narration is very orderly, but she writes very fast, as if she wants to quickly expose all these things: [

　　In Two weeks before I committed suicide, Su Xiaoqian, that disgusting best friend of mine, invited me to play in S City, and it happened that I won the first prize in the high school group of the National Singing Competition, and she said she was celebrating for me. ]

　　[I said yes, at that time I didn't know her true face, and I didn't know that she had been with the rich second generation Wang Honghao who bullied me, so I went to S City with her like this, thinking it was a girlfriends trip . ]

　　[It was only when I arrived in S City that I found out that she came here to celebrate her 99-year-old relationship with a senior sister, and that senior sister covered her board and lodging expenses. ]

　　[This senior is from No. 1 Middle School in S City, which is the key middle school that our school will go to train in summer vacation. But the senior sister is not good at studying, she is a bit of a mess, and she got in through connections. She is in a relationship with the big school bully in one of their middle schools. ]

　　[Su Xiaoqian took me to dinner with me at the time. I didn't really want to go, so she deliberately acted sad, saying that in order to help me get rid of the bullying on campus, she took me to meet new friends from other schools, but I didn't appreciate it , she was really sad. ]

　　[I actually believed her, so I followed her. ]

　　[The place to eat is not a normal restaurant, it's a bit like a nightclub. After I went in, I regretted it a bit, but Su Xiaoqian kept reassuring me that it was okay, and I didn't expect the monitor, Yan Wenbin, to come too. ]

　　[His family is divorced, his father works in S city, Yan Wenbin will come up to live with his father every summer vacation, and he seems to have contacts with people from S city No. 1 middle school. ]

　　[Su Xiaoqian told me, you see, the monitors are all here, it's okay, why are you so timid, if it weren't for my senior sister, our students would not be able to enter this place. ]

　　[At that time, I didn't like Yan Wenbin at all, and even hated his cowardice, but he was indeed the representative of good students in our class. With him around, I naively thought that there should be nothing wrong. ]

　　[Later, that senior's boyfriend: a high school bully. Recognized me, maybe rich people are playing together, No. 1 high school bully and senior sister are very familiar with Wang Honghao, know that Su Xiaoqian is Wang Honghao's girlfriend, and know that I am the school who slapped Wang Honghao/ chicken. ]

　　[They deliberately kept me drinking. Su Xiaoqian also told me that I won an award for singing. They even persuaded me to drink by congratulating me. It was the first time I drank. At that time, I seemed to hear that first lieutenant school bully calling again, saying: Xiao Wang, if you don't come over yet, your chance has come! ]

　　[At that time, I was completely dizzy, and I didn't understand what it meant at all. I felt that Su Xiaoqian was a little anxious, and there were some noisy voices around, saying what, her godfather will come to pick her up...] [Afterwards I

　　just Thinking about what happened at that time, the first lieutenant colonel saw that I was drunk, so he wanted to ask Wang Honghao to pick me up. I didn't know that Wang Honghao was also in S City at that time, and he rushed over. Su Xiaoqian was afraid that her rich second-generation boyfriend would be killed. I snatched it away, dragged Wang Honghao desperately and wanted to leave quickly, and told him:

　　[I have a godfather to pick me up, so I want you to worry about it here. ]

　　[Wang Honghao really left with Su Xiaoqian after hearing this. Both he and Su Xiaoqian believed in Chen Yunyi's slander, believed that I had a chaotic relationship with men and women outside, and was taken care of by a rich old man. This man has many friends in S City I used to pick me up at the gate of the school every Monday night and take me to the hotel...] ​​[

　　Actually, this is Chen Yunyi's godfather. That night Su Xiaoqian also asked for my "godfather" phone number from Chen Yunyi. ]

　　[Chen Yunyi didn't know where I was at the time. Su Xiaoqian asked her the contact information of my godfather. Chen Yunyi thought it was a lie she made up and was suspected. In order to appear more realistic, she made up a phone number, which was actually her Mom's previous mobile phone number has been canceled long ago. ]

　　[Su Xiaoqian sent a text message to my non-existent godfather, asking him to pick me up, and then left with her rich second-generation boyfriend. It's all gone. ]

　　[At that time, it was almost ten o'clock in the night, and I was completely drunk, and I was left alone in that kind of place. ]

　　[No godfather will come to pick me up. ]

　　[Among all the people who participated in the banquet, the only one who knew this fact was Yan Wenbin, the squad leader. ]

　　[According to Chen Yunyi's slander, this old man who owns a lot of real estate in S city will pick me up at the gate of our school every Monday night at 9:00 to the hotel, but last Monday night, at 9:15, Yan Wenbin was at the school gate I met me who was buying stationery in the canteen. ]

　　[He knows that what Chen Yunyi said is all lies. I don't have such a godfather at all, and no one will receive the text messages sent by Su Xiaoqian, and no one will come to pick me up. ]

　　[But he didn't say anything, because everyone was saying that I would have a godfather to pick me up, and he didn't want to be that misfit. ]

　　[He left silently, ignoring me and was left there alone, no one cared. ]

　　[Later, I was so drunk that I had no strength at all, lying on the wine table, I seemed to hear a strange sound of sizzling...] [

　　When I woke up again, I felt very cold. ]

　　[There is wet and fishy soil under my body, I can't see it, I feel a damp and cold atmosphere around me, it seems to be... a lake. ]

　　[I felt my clothes were messed up, as if I had been 'taken off' and put on indiscriminately. I immediately realized that I was violated, and this person was behind me. ]

　　[I thought it was Wang Honghao at first, but soon felt something was wrong...]

　　[This person was wearing gloves, probably latex gloves, and gave off a plastic smell when he approached. ]

　　[My legs and feet are all tied up. ]

　　[Next to it is the lake. ]

　　[I immediately realized that this person wanted to kill me and dump the body. ]

　　[I also felt no pain anywhere on my body, he didn't leave any scars on my body, and the bottom was cleaned very clean, probably to prevent the police from extracting his DNA from my body in the future. ]

　　[Wang Honghao doesn't have the guts to kill, nor does he have such an IQ. ]

　　[I didn't struggle, I didn't move, I pretended to be dizzy, my eyes were blindfolded, I couldn't see anything, he was always behind me, his movements were not flustered, I felt...he may have done it many times This kind of thing is very calm and skillful. ]

　　[I secretly inhaled a little more air, and then heard the sound of sizzling-]

　　[He tore off a roll of plastic wrap and wrapped it around my face three times, three full circles, no more, no less, I I felt suffocated instantly and started to hold my breath, then he pushed me into the water and threw a big stone on me...] [I was

　　already in the water at that time, the stone hurt a bit when it hit me, but it didn't break my bones , I kept sinking, without struggling, I couldn't see, but I felt that he was on the shore, staring at me...] [

　　Suddenly, there seemed to be a car coming by the lake, I was blindfolded and couldn't see, but Sensitive to light, feeling the headlights skimming the water, this person seemed to be frightened, and he ran away. ]

　　[The big rock that hit me has sunk to the bottom of the water, I held it in for another 30 seconds, and then floated up again. The raised earth and rocks lifted the plastic wrap and the eye mask loosened a little. I shook my head and dawdled desperately to get rid of them all. ]

　　[The place was very dark, and the moon was in the clouds. With the help of the faint light, I picked up a relatively sharp stone and kept rubbing the rope on my wrist. I don't know how long it took, and finally cut it open. ]

　　[It was dawn at that time, and my wet hair was almost dry. I tidied up my clothes. I was afraid that the murderer would come back here, so I didn't dare to leave things at the scene. I took the plastic wrap, the blindfold and The ropes were all tied to a stone, thrown into the lake, and immediately moved away from that place. ]

　　[I fled from City S that morning. I was afraid that the murderer would continue to look for me if he knew I was alive. I returned to City B. I didn't want to go home, I didn't want to see anyone, and I didn't know where to go. I ran to the police station At the door, squatting under the tree at the door. ]

　　[In the end I still didn't have the courage to go in and report the crime. ]

　　[I thought about it carefully, this thing has happened, I have been hurt. There are only two ways in front of me:]

　　[Report the crime, the police, parents, neighbors, schoolmates, everyone will know about me, and even... the news media will report me. ]

　　[I didn't do anything, that's what I was told at school, what would they say about me if something happened to me? ]

　　[The best friend in my life is someone like Su Xiaoqian, the person I really liked is someone like Yan Wenbin, and the parents who should love me the most are not my biological parents, I accidentally cleaned up our house From the computer history records, I found that my father searched on Baidu: How to dissolve the custody relationship with the adopted daughter? ]

　　[How much maintenance will the adopted daughter need to give her parents when she grows up? ]

　　[Our family is not particularly rich. They think it is too wasteful to raise me, and they should concentrate their money on their own son. I like singing very much. When I was a high-scorer in arts and sciences, I wanted to study liberal arts, which I was good at, and then take the art test.

　　[But they insisted that I study science, saying that science has a future, and I can sing songs when I have nothing to do...] [

　　I was very unwilling, and I had a big fight with them. It was an adopted daughter, and I understood later that they had no money for an adopted daughter to study art, but they didn't want to say it. In the end, I obediently went to study science, and gave up the idea of ​​taking the art test. ]

　　[But in the second semester of the second year of high school, they suddenly changed their tone and asked me if I could change it to liberal arts. In fact, it is quite good to take the art test. ]

　　[I didn't feel excited, I thought it was weird, so I secretly went to my relatives to listen to it, and then the third aunt slipped her tongue, she said that my parents took my photo to go on a blind date, someone from my hometown took a fancy to it, and would like to A gift of 1.8 million yuan was given, and it was used for my university education. ]

　　[Years ago, the man's family gave my parents a deposit of 180,000 yuan as a token of sincerity. My parents were still discussing behind the scenes, and after getting the 1.8 million yuan, I went to the city center to buy a house for my younger brother. ]

　　[I inquired, that man is 17 years older than me. ]

　　[I can't accept it. ]

　　[I can't imagine, what is the first thought when such parents know what happened to me? Do you feel sorry for the 1.8 million dowry money that was not lost? ]

　　When Lan Qiuyue wrote this sentence, the words were all blurred, and she seemed to cry several times, tears dripping on the letter paper, blurring the handwriting.

　　She was extremely calm when she wrote about campus bullying, and she didn't cry when she wrote about rape/rape and throwing away the corpse.

　　[I squatted under a tree in front of the police station for fifteen minutes, and finally decided not to speak. ]

　　[Speaking out, with the parents, friends, and classmates I know, I will only suffer secondary injuries that are more terrible than violations. ]

　　[Then I have only the second way left, keep silent, and rot this matter in my stomach forever, as if it never happened. ]

　　[I try to do this. But every night, every time I go to sleep, I feel someone behind me, a man in latex gloves, sizzling, piercing sound, he tore off the safety film, tightly wrapped around my face, I couldn't breathe, and then I was pressed Into the icy lake...]

　　[I'm having insomnia. ]

　　[Can't sleep, walking on the road, even during the day, as long as the opposite sex approaches me, I will feel very scared, as if they will come to kill me...] [If

　　this kind of life lasts for decades, then This life is really too painful. ]

　　[I carefully reviewed the seventeen years I have lived. None of my parents, friends, classmates, and crushes are worthy of my nostalgia. Singing and the friends I met on the Internet have brought me comfort, but that little happiness can't resist such a huge pain. I was left with a third option: suicide. ]

　　[There must be a reason for suicide. For me, the best reason is campus bullying. I want to take revenge on them one by one! ]

　　[I really want them to die in my heart. If there are really ghosts in this world, I will definitely go to them. Among them, I most want Yan Wenbin to die. ]

　　[I really hate him, even though he didn't break a single law that night, usually, he discussed me disgustingly once, or several times, like the other boys in the class, maybe less often than them Second-rate. ]

　　[He is neither a rumormonger like Chen Yunyi, nor a perpetrator of violence like Wang Honghao and Luo Huabin, nor a betrayer like Su Xiaoqian. ]

　　[I don't know what to blame him for, I can't find evidence that he is worse than the others. ]

　　[I can fabricate something to prove that I was hurt by him, because I committed suicide and was a victim, everyone will sympathize with me, and the campus bullying I described is true, and the majority of netizens will think that I am a victim Yan Wenbin's accusation is also true, denounce him together, and let his good student's life completely collapse! ]

　　[I have thought more than once in my heart how I will retaliate against him, but when it came time to actually post, I still didn't make it up like that. ]

　　[If I did that, it would be the same as whoever slandered me. I'm going to die anyway, it's better to die clean. What I said in the post is all real, and there are audio recordings, photos and various evidences to support every word I said. ]

　　[After making such a decision, I will not suffer from insomnia anymore, I can fall asleep, but in my dreams, I still dream of that lake.

　　[The ice-cold lake water is densely packed with female corpses floating on it. ]

　　[Some of them have just died, some have been decomposed and swollen. Every female corpse has its unmoving eyeballs, staring at me standing on the shore, unscathed, and they are asking me silently: [Why do

　　you Do not speak? ]

　　[I have a hunch that the person who took me away that night was definitely not a crime of passion, but a premeditated rape/kill. ]

　　[If he just wants to simply dump the body, there are many ways. But it seemed to me that he was obstinately following a ritual of his own making. ]

　　[Clean up the victims first, tie their hands and feet, blindfolded, and tie them to the lake, without killing them, tie their faces three times with plastic wrap, then throw them into the water, and then throw a stone, To watch them wreak havoc...and finally suffocate in front of him. ]

　　[I have a hunch, before me, he has killed many people. And he will continue to kill. ]

　　[How many girls does this kind of person have to kill before being discovered? To be caught by the police? Or will he get away with it for the rest of his life? ]

　　[If it wasn't for the car that happened to be parked by the lake that night, I would have died like them. ]

　　[And now, the only survivor, I, is going to commit suicide. ]

　　[If more girls are going to be victimized in the future, it's partly because I didn't come forward. ]

　　[As someone who managed to escape from the murderer by chance, I seem to have lost the right to commit suicide. I should bravely report the case to the police. ]

　　[But I can't. ]

　　[I can't treat everything I've suffered as non-existent, and continue to live as if nothing had happened]

　　[I can't hide it all, so I will die happily. ]

　　[I want to find someone to tell all of this, so that when I die, I may not see those dead girls' eyes. ]

　　[I originally thought about the little friends I made on the Internet, but they are just like me, they are innocent girls, and they care about each other. If I have a netizen who suddenly sends me a letter, telling me about campus bullying, rape/rape Throwing away the body, and she herself committed suicide, and told me not to tell about her...] [

　　I might break down for her, and I want to do something for her, but I can't do anything. ]

　　[So, I thought, find someone who won't break down when he hears such a secret. ]

　　[I didn't think of you at first. Once when I was handing in my homework, I saw that fat boy at the desk in front of me secretly inserting his test paper into yours. ]

　　[He has been bullied by Duan Ba ​​Luo Huabin. Luo Huabin will often take out the homework papers he handed in and throw them away. ]

　　[Later, that boy thought of a way. When it was time to hand in homework, he would put the written paper in your paper. When Luo Huabin and his gang searched, they would automatically skip your name when they saw your name. Don't dare to touch your things. ]

　　[When the teacher corrects homework, he will open every paper so that he can change to the boy's homework. ]

　　[When I found out about this, I found it interesting, and finally decided to send you this letter. ]

　　[I wrote down the location of the lake, the detailed route is drawn in the next picture, and the time and place where I ate was also written in it. If there are surveillance videos around, maybe he took me away Condition. ]

　　[I hope you don't disclose my secret after reading it. ]

　　[But if one day, my secret is useful to get somewhere, you can disclose it to the police. ]

　　[I have already selected the suicide location, and I have written the post before I die, waiting to be published. ]

　　[I feel that a person's life is like a small steel ball rolling on the edge of a cliff, may encounter terrible devils, may suffer malice from people around him. ]

　　[Sometimes the latter is more terrifying than the former. It only takes a little malicious collision, and the steel ball rolling hard will fall into the abyss of eternal doom. ]

　　[I have thought more than once, what would happen if Yan Wenbin said one more word that night? ]

　　[Anyone around me, believe me a little more, can things change later? ]

　　[But there are no ifs in life, that bit of malice can neither be punished by law nor known by outsiders. ]

　　[I have encountered both the devil and these malice that cannot be punished by law, and they have pushed me into the abyss of the devil. ]

　　[It's nice to be able to say it all before committing suicide. ]

　　[To be honest, I don't know you very well, and I don't know who you are. Maybe you will laugh at my experience and use it as a bigger topic of conversation. ]

　　[You may be the right person I imagine, or you may be a more scumbag devil. ]

　　[But it doesn't matter, when you read this letter, I will undoubtedly be dead. ]

　　[The little steel ball is so tired rolling on the edge of the cliff, now it wants to stop and rest, the rest time is forever. ]

　　Lan Qiuyue

　　The last day in this world.

　　,

　　Xie Shiyu read it quietly, he turned to the last page, and Lan Qiuyue provided very detailed information about the murderer.

　　Opening the phone map, Xie Shiyu searched for the location of this lake, and frowned.

　　This lake is called Luolian Lake, and it is only an 18-minute drive from the key No. 1 Middle School of City S where Chu Feng went.

　　The place where Lan Qiuyue ate was only a 15-minute drive from S City Middle School.

　　This can confirm one thing, the murderer is likely to be operating in that area.

　　Xie Shiyu remembered that when he was dismembered at the age of thirteen, it was in the southern suburbs, not far from their junior high school.

　　Because he knows the area.

　　When committing crimes, criminals are used to doing things in places they are familiar with.

　　In the area Chu Feng went to, there was a vile criminal, and beside him was a villain with extremely bad character, Yan Wenbin.

　　Xie Shiyu carefully folded the letter and put it in the middle of the bag.

　　The life of an ordinary person is indeed like a small steel ball.

　　There are countless devils and scum lurking on both sides of the cliff, and they only need a slight push from the people around them, and they will go to destruction.

　　Such a danger of extinction, but the rolling steel ball cannot detect it by itself.

　　If you want this little steel ball to travel on a normal and smooth track forever: to live in a safe and beautiful world all your life, you need a stronger external force to take all the factors that may affect the smooth progress of the little steel ball on this road. Pull it out.

　　Xie Shiyu leaned on the bus seat, held his mobile phone, and dialed Chu Feng's number without hesitation...

　　The author has something to say: The big devil Xie Shiyu started his plan to remove obstacles for his wife's healthy growth√

　　There will be an update tomorrow (Wednesday)!