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Chapter 685: Clues

They proposed closing the school just to see if there were any changes.

After all, based on my intuition over the years, it is very likely that the murderer is still hiding on campus.

In a carefully arranged scene, what could be worse than the excitement of hiding in a hidden place and watching others panic?

Yes, this is a murder.

From the first moment Liu Chenchen saw the scene, he had already concluded it.

It's just that the timing of the incident was such a coincidence that it's hard not to wonder if this murder was targeted at them.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Lu Zhaohe and asked, "What do you think?"

Lu Zhaohe glanced at him with a very indifferent expression, "Shouldn't solving the case be your business?"

Liu Chenchen clicked his tongue, "Then why don't you help me?"

Lu Zhaohe paused with his fingers and wanted to touch the cigarette again.

After restraining himself, he said calmly, "My mission is to find that medical professor."

"Then you have to check on the principal first. The principal may have something to do with him."

In any case, he wanted Lu Zhaohe to help.

Lu Zhaohe's eyes fell not far away, and he threw the key to him with his hand, "You wait here for the others to come to meet up, and I'll ask a question."

"Who are you asking? Hello?" Liu Chenchen didn't finish his sentence.

Lu Zhaohe has already walked forward.

It was the assistant principal who he stopped.

I just went to notify the school to close. I have been very emotional since the accident. The assistant seems to be a little exhausted, breathing heavily, and his face is a little pale.

Blocked by Lu Zhaohe, he raised his head and forced out a smile, "Officer, is there anything else you want me to cooperate with?"

"Let me ask you a few questions." Lu Zhaohe put one hand in his pocket, and after the assistant nodded, he said, "You should know Zhang Ping, right?"

Zhang Ping is the medical professor.

The assistant's eyes were blank at first, and he subconsciously shook his head.

Halfway through shaking, he seemed to have thought of something. He opened his eyes slightly and said, "Is that Professor Zhang? He seems to be a friend of the principal. He was introduced here by the principal. He has just been here for a few classes and he is a highly respected person."

old professor."

At this point, he stopped and said, "Officer, what are you asking him for? Does he have anything to do with this matter?"

Lu Zhaohe looked at him, with a strong sense of oppression in his eyes because he was taller than him.

He directly avoided his question and asked instead, "When is his next class?"

"Well, I have to check the course schedule." The assistant's forehead was sweating, and it had gathered along his cheeks and down to his chin.

He wiped it and took a breath and said, "Wait until I return to the office. I will contact you after reading it."

"Yeah." Lu Zhaohe nodded.

The assistant smiled at him and walked past him towards the stairs.

When his figure disappeared on the first staircase, Lu Zhaohe followed him quietly.

His footsteps could hardly be heard in the quiet stairwell.

The assistant went all the way upstairs, turned right and entered the office.

However, he entered the principal's room.

After entering, he turned around and closed the door seemingly casually.

The next moment, Lu Zhaohe also arrived at the door.

The door panel is not too thick, and you can vaguely hear movement inside, including the sound of a keyboard being pressed, as if a computer is being turned on.

Then, there was the sound of the phone vibrating.

Soon the assistant answered, his voice was a little lowered, "Why are you still calling me? Something happened to the principal!"

After a pause, he didn't know what was said there. He was a little excited, "He died in front of a few policemen. This matter will be thoroughly investigated! Even if I find time to delete those things, I will definitely delete them in such a short time."
Chapter completed!
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