Chapter 201 Chen He was killed
He Shu didn't understand what Chen He meant, but after Chen He finished speaking, he walked away.
In the next few days, He Shu secretly paid attention to Chen He intentionally or unintentionally, and did not find anything wrong.
This also made He Shu slowly relax his vigilance, thinking that he was overthinking. Chen He always liked to pretend to be profound.
However, the relationship between the two of them slowly returned to the state it was before Lao Gua's accident.
With a feeling of being both a teacher and a friend, Chen He told He Shu many stories, including those about when he came to the mountains of Nanzhan to teach when he was 23 years old, and also about things in the books he had read over the years.
He Shu was unknowingly attracted by Chen He's story and would think about many truths of life following his story.
Although in some places, he always believed that Chen He was too disappointed with the world, so some of his thoughts would make people feel very negative.
Chen He said that light is narrow and short-lived, and only darkness is universal and eternal.
He also said that visible light is not necessarily hope.
This sentence made He Shu think for a long time. Chen He was about to be released from prison, but He Shu felt that he seemed to have no hope for the future .
Another Friday, after work in the afternoon, queuing up to take a shower.
First go to the locker room to take off the prison uniform, fold it neatly and place it on the long bench in the middle.
He Shu was bending down to take off his shoes, and Chen He, who was also taking off his clothes on his left, suddenly slapped He Shu on the shoulder.
Something warm splashed on He Shu's face. He looked up and saw Chen He covering his neck with his left hand, blood gushing out from between his fingers...
Chen He's expression did not change much from before. He still looked at He Shu calmly. He grabbed He Shu's shoulder with his right hand and slowly knelt down.
He Shu felt his scalp tingling. He hurriedly supported Chen He, knelt on the ground with him, grabbed the vest he had just taken off, and pressed it hard against his neck.
There was a commotion around him. Chen He's blood was sprayed everywhere. The prison guards shouted harshly, and the prisoners' slippers slapped against the ground as they frantically tried to find their place mixed together...
But He Shu seemed to be unable to hear anything. The only thing left in the world before his eyes was Chen He who was becoming paler and paler, and everything surrounded by bright red.
Chen He's carotid artery was cut, and like a cut water bag, the blood kept gushing out. He Shu pressed hard but couldn't stop the bleeding.
The prison guards had already rushed over to them and tried to separate the two, but He Shu didn't dare to let go.
He knew that if he let go, Chen He would be finished, but countless people were pulling him and something hard was hitting his arm.
He Shu seemed to hear his own scream, and the sound seemed to be slowly transmitting back from another space.
He didn't know whether he was shouting for help or for his life...
The prison guard dragged him away and took his place, but at this time, there was not much blood flowing out of Chen He's neck.
He lay there limply, his body covered in blood, only his face was white, and his lenses were still clean.
He Shu saw Chen He's gaze, and he was also looking at him.
At this moment, He Shu suddenly felt that he could understand a person's eyes. For the first time, he understood Chen He's thoughts from his eyes.
Chen He knew this day would come. He was not afraid of death, but he did not want to die...
He Shu felt that Chen He had a lot to say to him, but now he could only look at him quietly.
It was not until his hands and feet were handcuffed to a special chair that He Shu suddenly woke up and found that he had been taken to a place similar to an interrogation room without knowing when.
Looking down, his naked upper body looked like someone had painted it with red dye...
"He Shu, why did you kill Chen He? What did you use to cut his carotid artery?"
He Shu looked up: "You said I killed Chen He? Is Chen He dead?"
"Yes, Chen He died after failed rescue efforts. You were closest to him at the time. Someone saw you having physical contact with Chen He, and then he fell while holding you."
He Shu felt his mind was in a mess: "I didn't kill Chen He, I don't know who did it..."
"By the way, where are the surveillance cameras? Are you guys watching the surveillance cameras?"
There are also surveillance cameras in the prison's bathhouse, and prison guards are on duty at the door, but as luck would have it, the place where Chen He was standing was at the corner of both the internal and external surveillance cameras.
Only half of the body could be seen, and when the incident happened, someone who had put away their clothes went inside to take a shower.
There were several people passing by Chen He and He Shu, and Chen He's fall caused a commotion, so it was impossible to be sure who did it.
He Shu was indeed the most suspicious one: "I didn't kill Chen He. He caught me and then I saw that he was injured."
"What did you use to cut Chen He?"
He Shu looked at the prison guard, struggled with his handcuffs excitedly, and shouted loudly: "I said, I didn't kill Chen He!"
The prison guard ignored He Shu's struggle and placed a bloody mass on the table.
"This thing fell in front of the two of you. He Shu, why don't you explain after seeing this?"
He Shu looked at it for a long time but didn't recognize it: "What is this?"
"toilet paper."
"Toilet paper?" He Shu felt his mind was very confused: "You mean, I cut Chen He's neck with toilet paper?"
The two prison guards who were interrogating He Shu looked at each other, asked He Shu to think carefully about how to kill people with toilet paper, and then left He Shu in the interrogation room.
Time passed minute by minute, and He Shu was handcuffed to a special chair.
His hands were handcuffed on both sides, and his feet were also handcuffed to the legs of a stool on both sides.
There was a horizontal board in front of his chest and the back of the chair behind him, which confined him to a small space and made him unable to move his body.
He Shu frowned tightly as he stared at the ball of toilet paper on the table in front of him that was gradually drying up like a ball of flesh and blood.
Chen He died so suddenly that He Shu felt a headache. He wanted to raise his hands, but was restrained by the handcuffs.
The bright light in front of the table hurt his eyes a little. He Shu closed his eyes tightly and tried to calm himself down.
When the incident happened, the figures of the people who walked past him appeared before his eyes one by one.
The first to take off their clothes were Xiaolang, a middle-aged uncle who rarely spoke and had lived in 053 for a long time, the businessman who lived in the upper bunk of Chenhe, and the newcomer...
He Shu first ruled out Xiaolang. He Shu had known that middle-aged uncle for a long time. He was imprisoned for an economic case and was serving a five-year sentence. He would be released soon.
He had no grudge against Chen He, and he was there before He Shu came in, so it was unlikely.
The businessman didn’t have any motive, could it be that new guy?
He Shu breathed hard, but he smelled blood all over his body and he couldn't calm down at all.
Why? Why did Chen He catch me? It was just a blink of an eye. Who did it?
Is toilet paper a murder weapon? How does toilet paper kill people?
What did Chen He want to tell me with that eerily calm look before he died?
