Who moved my novel?

"Er Feng, are you watching the surveillance video again? Have you gained anything?" Zhao Feng asked casually while eating potato chips.

"No." Erfeng shook his head: "This blood ink always looks normal."

"Then maybe he doesn't have any other personality at all." Zhao Feng nodded: "I know Xue Mo relatively well. He was indeed timid before, but that may be because he didn't have much contact with people at that time. Now It’s normal for your personality to change as you interact with more people.”

"There will indeed be such a factor." Erfeng nodded, but still seemed not to want to give up: "But will this factor really cause him to change so much?"

"I have to ask you." Zhao Feng shrugged: "I have never learned this."

"I haven't learned it either." Erfeng frowned slightly: "Forget it, let's observe it for a while. Speaking of which, how is it going over there?"

"We." Zhao Feng took out dental floss and cleaned his teeth: "The fish at noon was a bit spicy, but the other dishes were good."

"Huh?" Erfeng looked at Zhao Feng doubtfully: "I'm talking about eucalyptus. What did you say?"

"Oh, you're talking about eucalyptus." Zhao Feng suddenly said: "What does that have to do with me? It's not my eucalyptus."

"Zhao Feng!" Erfengyang roared: "Don't talk nonsense to me, tell me quickly!"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Feng shrank his shoulders: "There is no progress, there are no clues at all. Based on the current situation, it is most reasonable to kill the ghost."

"No clues? Impossible!" Erfeng frowned: "Then the murderer didn't leave any clues from the time he killed the person to the time he left? If nothing else, the blood on his body couldn't be cleaned up when he left in a hurry, right?"

"How did I know that?" Zhao Feng shook his head, his mood a little depressed: "Not only were the cases picked up in the hospital, there was also no progress in the case of murder near No. 2 Middle School."

"There are no clues about that?" Erfeng was not surprised this time, but was stunned: "Zhao Feng, are you kidding me? The murder weapon was so big and was left at the scene of the murder. Don't tell me any clues. Not even found it!”

The hammer and its handle are about half a man's height. Is it possible that no one nearby has seen such an obvious thing? Even if no one in your neighborhood has seen it, someone will always recognize it if you post it online!

Besides, even if no one has seen it, it is very likely that the murderer's occupation, habits and other information can be inferred from the traces of use on the hammer.

"This is the weirdest thing." Zhao Feng shook his head: "Not only has no one seen that hammer, but according to subsequent technical appraisal, it was discovered that the hammer was more than ten years ago, but there are no traces of use in recent years. Until this time he was used to kill someone, Director Wang and others even suspected that someone had planned to kill that person more than ten years ago..."

…

"Teacher Zhang." A girl wearing jeans sneaked into Teacher Zhang's office while others were not paying attention, and quietly placed an envelope in Teacher Zhang's hand: "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

After saying that, the female student turned around and left Teacher Zhang's office with a blushing face.

"Young, Teacher Zhang." Another teacher who happened to come in from the door raised his eyebrows: "Is there something wrong?"

"What's going on?" Teacher Zhang shook his head: "It's just that the student thanked me and wrote me a letter of thanks."

"Really?" The teacher closed the door and said mysteriously: "Teacher Zhang, if there is any situation, you'd better report it, but don't make any trouble in the end. Our school doesn't have many teachers, but Don’t miss one more.”

"Really not." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "Do you think I am like that kind of person?"

"You?" The teacher looked at Teacher Zhang carefully for a long time before nodding: "It really doesn't look like it. You look so weak, so you probably don't have such good fortune."

"Put X!" Teacher Zhang cursed with a smile.

"Hehehe." The teacher smiled, but then became serious again: "Teacher Zhang, I have to remind you, don't blame me for talking too much. Even if you don't mean it, you can't take it lightly!"

"Huh?" Teacher Zhang looked back at him, not understanding what he meant.

"You may not have this idea, but what if the other party does, and then they forcefully attack you... and then bite you back..." The teacher made a scared expression: "I can't even think about the consequences!"

"Pfft!" Teacher Zhang almost spat out the water from his mouth and calmly opened the envelope: "Don't worry, she really just came to thank me. If you don't believe it, just look at it."

With that said, Teacher Zhang handed over the letter in his hand.

"I don't want to read it!" The teacher spread his fingers to cover his eyes: "This is your private letter, I don't want to read it!"

"Let's take a look, otherwise you will be too curious to eat at noon." Teacher Zhang raised his eyebrows.

"Don't even look at it!" The teacher came closer, but still covered his face with his hands.

"Don't look at it, I'll take it back." Teacher Zhang finished speaking and pretended to put the letter back into the envelope.

"You asked me to read it! It's not what I wanted to read!" The teacher grabbed the letter and read it carefully.

"Tch!" A few minutes later, the letter was thrown on Teacher Zhang's desk again: "What, just because you were fair and just when you called the parents, you wrote a thank you letter? This student is really making a fuss out of a molehill!"

"Students are easier to be moved." Teacher Zhang shrugged and put the letter back in the envelope.

"Speaking of which, have you ever invited parents?" The teacher suddenly remembered something and looked at Teacher Zhang in surprise: "Aren't you the most kind teacher in our No. 2 Middle School?"

"There are some things that should be told to parents." Teacher Zhang sighed and shook his head.

…

"How's it going?" Dong Peng looked at Xiao Qin beside him and asked anxiously: "Did you ask? Is it done?"

"Well..." Xiao Qin deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and said hesitantly: "It's a long story..."

"Is that possible?" Dong Peng looked at Xiao Qin anxiously.

"Don't be anxious." Xiao Qin deliberately said, "Let me tell you what happened first."

"Don't tell me what happened, just tell me the result." Dong Peng urged again. "

"So urgent?" Xiao Qin looked at Dong Peng with a smile in his eyes.

"You must be in a hurry!" Dong Peng curled his lips: "If it were you, wouldn't you be in a hurry?"

"That's true." Xiao Qin smiled and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. The captain said that the matter is a matter of the hospital. You have to cooperate with the investigation and your salary will be paid without any delay!"

"Huh!" Dong Peng let out a long breath and patted his chest: "That's good, that's good, let's go, I'll treat you to dumplings!"

"Didn't you just say you were short of money?" Xiao Qin looked at Dong Peng puzzled.

"Lack of money is a lack of money, and it doesn't affect eating dumplings!" Dong Peng seemed to be in a good mood.