>On the first day of school, the new head teacher, Fei Xinran, caught me gesturing at the murder scene in the air.
>The whole class was saying that I was crazy, but he was the only one who handed me a hot note: "The time of the crime was wrong, the deceased had a defensive wound on his right hand."
＞I was stunned as I held the hot item in my hand - all he said were details that were not captured by the surveillance camera.
＞Later, he always solved the case "by the way" during tutoring: "Choose C for this question, it is as obvious as if the murderer is left-handed."
>Until the serial disappearances happened, he locked me in the archives room: "Don't come out until I count to 100."
>When the sound of fighting came from outside the door, I was flipping through an old newspaper from ten years ago:
The young policeman in the front-page photo looked exactly like him.
And my mother's name was clearly written on the list of victims.
Very nice!