The interrogation progressed very badly. Professor Yang Chengyi decided to change his strategy and let him dry it in Grain Rain, and retrial the next day.

When Gu Qingtong answered Li Zichen's call, he was restless, so he asked Pan Shaofang for leave, saying that he wanted to go out to do business and came back in two hours.

Pan Shaofang approved her for leave and asked additionally: "Can you go alone? Or do you bring Xiao Shitou with you?"

Gu Qingtong declined: "I have no problem with myself, Team Pan. Everyone is tired, you can take the time to take a break!"

Most of the day spent confronting Guyu. In addition, the interrogation room was well closed, Gu Qingtong felt that she felt a little lack of oxygen. She only felt a little more energetic after washing her face with cold water.

While driving on the road, although she was anxious, her speed remained stable.

When the car drove off the main road and entered the east auxiliary road, Gu Qingtong smelled the rich fragrance of flowers.

White jasmine, lilac, and rose, these three different fragrances, combined in one place, can help each other, and their own fragrance seems to have been improved by several levels.

"I want to build the school in the garden, the students are flowers, and our teachers will become real gardeners."

The biography of Mr. Fang Juechen, the founder of Jinyang No. 1 Middle School, Gu Qingtong has read it. The sentence that impressed her the most is this not unusual metaphor for the flower gardener.

The campus wall of No. 1 Middle School is selected from the local schist stone produced in Jinyang. It has been eroded by wind and rain but is still strong and durable.

The top of the teaching building is designed with a dome, and the exterior wall is painted in lemon yellow, which makes it more dazzling against the white fence and the shade of grass.

"Jinyang No. 1 Middle School, the 100th anniversary of the school - Welcome all alumni to return to their alma mater to congratulate this grand event!"

Gu Qingtong looked up at the red welcome banner hanging above the school gate, and her heart became more and more uneasy.

An hour ago, Li Zichen said on the phone: "Sister Gu, I was on duty in the archives last night. A colleague who came to check the information recognized Ji Heng's portrait. He said, 'I have seen this man, one year higher than me, both civil and military, and was a storied figure in No. 1 Middle School at that time.' I confirmed it with him three times, and he insisted that he would never recognize the wrong person."

According to the clues provided by Li Zichen, Gu Qingtong found this place all the way.

Just as Jinyang No. 1 Middle School held a school anniversary event, the parking spaces in the off-campus parking lot had reached saturation, so Gu Qingtong had to park the car far away to the temporary parking area diagonally opposite the school gate.

Due to the advance telephone communication, the school security guards efficiently opened a green channel for Gu Qingtong to release the traffic.

Instead of going to crowded places, she bypassed the teaching building and playground and headed straight to the museum at the northmost point of the school.

Li Zichen also said on the phone that Ji Heng was selected as the best volunteer for three consecutive years during his tenure at Jinyang No. 1 Middle School. This volunteer refers to the staff of the campus museum.

Jinyang No. 1 Middle School, which has a long history, has always adhered to the educational purpose of the founder Mr. Fang Juechen and worked hard to create an environment and atmosphere that is most suitable for students' learning and growth. It is precisely such a school that can cultivate pillars of all-round development.

The museum is the display window for the special teaching of Jinyang No. 1 Middle School.

As the sun sets, a hawk flew to the ground. It tentatively jumped three or four steps, stopped suddenly, and used its curved beak to clean its fan-like gray-brown wings.

Gu Qingtong slowly stepped forward and looked at the eagle through the floor-to-ceiling glass covered with spots of dirt.

The eagle also saw the man. It stood firmly in place, without blinking its amber eyes.

"This eagle is called Qifeng, which is our treasure," said volunteer Xiao Tang. "It is about to celebrate its 26th birthday, which is equivalent to the forty years of human beings."

"The introduction mentioned that it was a young eagle when it was rescued." Gu Qingtong asked, "So, it has been living in your school for more than 20 years?"

Xiao Tang nodded: "Yes, one of our seniors rescued it from the poacher."

Gu Qingtong's heart moved: "What's his name?"

Xiao Tang shrugged regretfully: "It seems that his name is Heng? I can't remember it. Officer Gu, the senior is more than teenager than me. When he was in high school, I had not graduated from kindergarten. However, everyone said that the senior is very awesome, he knows astronomy and geography, learns good sports, and is omnipotent - where is there such a person? If I have the good fortune, I would have a glimpse of the senior's true appearance!"

Gu Qingtong's intuition became stronger and stronger. She tried her best to control her emotions and prevent herself from losing her composure.

"Can I look at the roster of your previous volunteers?"

"Okay, I'll show it to you!"

Xiao Tang agreed readily and turned around and walked into the employee's office. Soon, she took out a thick booklet and handed it to Gu Qingtong.

The walkie-talkie suddenly rang: "The south gate needs a tour guide, please ask nearby volunteers to go over quickly-"

"The tour guide received the No. 129!" Xiao Tang took over the task and had to go busy. "Officer Gu, you see first, I have to go to receive the alumni."

Gu Qingtong said: "Thank you, Xiao Tang. After reading the volunteer information, I will return it to the on-duty staff."

Watching Xiao Tang leave, Gu Qingtong held the list in her hand and found a secluded corner before opening it.

Li Zichen provided a relatively accurate time point - Gu Qingtong, a freshman in high school sixteen years ago, turned to that page and searched one by one without blinking eyes.

Ji Heng, it’s him, and the names and photos correspond to them!

Gu Qingtong closed her eyes and took a deep breath: Your secret has finally been discovered by me!

Three seconds later, she focused her attention on the volunteer list again, but she made unexpected discoveries. On the spread page, Ji Heng's information was on the left, while Gu Yu's information was on the right.

After carefully comparing the school year, Gu Qingtong couldn't help but sweat in her palms: Ji Heng and Gu Yu are freshmen of the same class and are both volunteers in the museum. Will they be very familiar with each other?

On Guyu's ID card, the age is not comparable to the record in this list, which is a total of two years apart.

Why did he tamper with his personal information? Did he whitewash his background...

Gu Qingtong frowned deeply, and with the integrated analysis of the information in her mind, her temples suddenly jumped around.

She was sad about her new discovery, and the eagle named Qifeng not far away screamed.

A tall and tall figure stood against the light.

He put one hand on the fence outside the eagle house, and the other hand tightly against the glass window. After the storm of the wind, he spread his wings and waved it a few times, then put away his wings and slowly walked to Ji Heng.

He said to the eagle: "Old friend, long time no see."

-

"Do you miss me?"

Ji Heng sat in the passenger seat, his eyes getting deeper and more smiling.

"Where have you been these days?" Gu Qingtong asked irresponsibly, "Gu Yu added hallucinogens to my water cup, which almost made me become a real 'dabus'. You're fine. Go to the hospital to leave me a note saying, 'Leave the person who hurts you to deal with'..."

She had no chance to say the following words.

Because of Ji Heng's kiss, it was coming in full force.

His lips, with the determination to conquer the city, conveyed the scorching touch to her.

This time, Gu Qingtong closed her eyes...

If it weren't for the harsh whistle of the passing car, the kiss would have lasted longer.

Ji Heng let go of his arms and gently stroked Gu Qingtong's hair on his temples with his fingertips.

"I have sorted out all the evidence about Guyu's crime. Without force majeure interference, you will receive the express delivery tomorrow morning."

Gu Qingtong laughed silently. He really thought of using this method to provide evidence?

"The source of evidence is unknown and is likely not accepted by the court."

"Is that right?" Ji Heng asked in turn, "What I sent to you is not a witness testimony or a recording... You will understand it at the time of view. Those evidences can withstand the test, and you will never be disappointed!"

"You..."

"You are not praising me yet? Don't worry if I do my business."

Gu Qingtong got back to the topic: "I have read the volunteer list. Although you and Gu Yu are different classes, they are both volunteers in the same grade. Are you familiar with each other?"

Ji Heng smiled and said, "It's just a friend."

"His age is different from those registered in our system." Gu Qingtong asked, "Do you know what he is lying about his age?"

"The evidence I sent to you is included."

"How did Guyu perform in school in three years of high school..."

"Dear, it's rare to get together. Let's not talk about others anymore, okay?" Ji Heng touched Gu Qingtong's cheek, "You've lost weight, you need to apply more hot compresses to fade these two bruises."

His hands seemed to have the function of healing. The place where his fingertips passed by was bursting with heat, extremely penetrating, and it reached the depth of Gu Qingtong's skin.

She was speechless for a moment and just stared at him in a daze.

"On the day you went to the cemetery to block Guyu, I was stared at and couldn't get out of here." Ji Heng said regretfully, "If I could rush over and help you as soon as possible, you wouldn't be so miserable by him..."

Gu Qingtong suddenly thought of the missing Wu Minhua and asked: "Is Principal Wu missing?"

Ji Heng shook his head: "No."

"You haven't told me yet," Gu Qingtong subconsciously grabbed Ji Heng's arm, "Where are you going to find Principal Wu?"

Ji Heng's face became solemn, and he stopped talking as if he endured the pain.

"You?" Gu Qingtong noticed something strange and quickly rolled up Ji Heng's sleeve carefully, and the mottled blood marks appeared in her eyes, "What's going on? Tell me quickly!"

"I'm fine, my dear, I'm fine."

"It's all like this and still showing off..."

Ji Heng smiled faintly, gently lowered his sleeves to cover the wounds all over his arms. He hugged Gu Qingtong and printed a kiss on her forehead: "Don't worry about me, I'm really fine."
Chapter completed!