Who moved my novel?

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your hospitality." In the restaurant, Dong Peng ordered several dishes without ceremony.

"You're welcome." Wang Ju looked at the two of them helplessly. If it was just Dong Peng, he would have asked the questions directly and then let Dong Peng eat by himself, but there was a child like Dong Yiyi next to him...

"Uncle Wang is such a good man!" Yiyi said while eating.

"It's okay, eat slowly." Wang Ju smiled at Yi Yi, then looked at Dong Peng: "Dong Peng, let's get down to business, what did you do last night?"

"Last night?" Dong Peng looked at Wang Ju in confusion, thought for a moment and said, "I went home to eat after getting off work last night, and I didn't go out after that."

"Can anyone testify?"

"Yiyi is fine." Dong Peng glanced at Yiyi next to him.

"Your uncle didn't go out last night?" Wang Ju looked at each other and asked.

"Well..." Yi Yi stuffed his mouth full of food and said indistinctly: "Uncle was always here before I went to bed."

"You were there before you went to bed. What time did you go to bed?" Wang Ju continued to ask.

"Ten thirty-thirty." He swallowed the food in his mouth one by one, thought for a while, and continued: "To be precise, I was lying on the bed at ten-thirty-six."

"Then it's ten forty...I'll fall asleep at eleven at the latest." Wang Ju looked at Dong Peng: "What did you do after eleven?"

"I also went to bed after eleven o'clock." Dong Peng shrugged: "I am not an iron man like you. I can be active every day without even taking a rest."

"Stop talking nonsense." Wang Ju raised his eyebrows: "Can anyone prove that you are at home?"

"How do you prove this?" Dong Peng shook his head: "I don't have a wife, who would know whether I am sleeping or not."

"Yeah." Wang Ju nodded.

"What's wrong?" Dong Peng looked at Wang Ju doubtfully: "Could something happen again?"

"Yes, something happened again." Director Wang exhaled a puff of smoke: "Chixin City No. 2 Middle School, four people died in your school."

"Four died?" Dong Peng nodded: "No wonder we were informed this morning that we don't have to go to work. But Director Wang, why did you come to me after four died?"

"Because..." Wang Ju thought for a while: "Nothing, I just want to ask if you have any clues."

"Aren't you doubting me?" Dong Peng asked, looking at Wang Ju.

"No, no." Wang Ju waved his hand: "How can I doubt you? There is no evidence to point to you."

"That's good." Dong Peng nodded: "Speaking of clues, I have a clue that I can provide you. I don't know if it will be helpful."

"What is it?"

"I left late yesterday. When I left, I saw Teacher Zhang in another office who hadn't left yet. He seemed to be studying something."

"Teacher Zhang?" Wang Ju frowned slightly, not remembering who it was.

"It's the office where Erfeng is." Hu Danian reminded from the side: "Do you still remember? That male teacher who wore glasses and looked gentle."

"I have an impression." Wang Ju nodded and looked at Dong Peng again: "What do you mean, he was the only one left in the school at that time?"

"I don't know if he is the only one left in the school." Dong Peng shook his head: "But he is the only one in our teaching building. My class was delayed for about half an hour because I had to answer questions for the classmates. The other teachers The students have already left."

"Yeah." Wang Ju nodded.

"By the way, Director Wang." Dong Peng spoke again: "Who died this time? It couldn't be a teacher in the school, right?"

"Not sure yet." Wang Ju shook his head and asked, taking advantage of this topic: "Do you know there are older teachers in your school? About fifty or sixty years old."

"Sixty or seventy years old?" Dong Peng thought for a moment and shook his head: "If you are fifty or sixty years old, you should retire in other schools, not to mention that our school is full of young teachers. So far, the teachers I have seen in the school The only people who are that old are the library man and the former janitor."

"Yes." Wang Ju nodded again. This news was consistent with what he had observed before.

"Could it be that an old man died? Could it be the uncle of the library?" Dong Peng guessed: "The gatekeeper is locked up at your place. It can't be him."

"No, no." Wang Ju quickly shook his head.

Hu Danian was sitting next to him. Didn't he point to his nose and say, "Your father is dead?"

"Are you sure?" Dong Peng didn't know about this and continued: "Although there is no one in the teaching building, it's hard to tell in the library."

"My dad is fine." Hu Danian on the side couldn't bear it anymore and said with a dark face.

"Your father?" Dong Peng looked at Hu Danian doubtfully: "Who do you think is your father?"

"The one in the library is my father." Hu Danian repeated.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Dong Peng picked up the teacup: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know. In this way, I'm apologizing for it by having tea instead of wine."

After saying that, Dong Peng drank the tea in the cup.

Fifty degrees is not low!

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!" At this moment, Hu Danian's cell phone suddenly rang.

"My dad?" Hu Danian quickly answered the phone: "Hey, dad, are you okay? Where did you go? You are still injured on your hand, you..."

"New Year..." The voice of the library man came from the other side of the phone: "New Year, I'm fine. I have something to tell you. Please listen."

"Okay, dad, tell me what you want." Hu Danian nodded.

"Next to you, Director Wang is here." The uncle's voice sounded again: "Director Wang, can you hear me? If you can, say something to me."

"I'm here." Wang Ju agreed, just treating it as a normal greeting from an old man and not paying attention.

"Wang Ju, I want to confess something to you. The person who died on campus last night was killed by me."