The morning quickly passed, and Ren Qiang's investigation was nearing its end. He was now talking to Qin Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiao's best friend in the class, to gather information.
"Qin Xiaoyu, I've heard from the teacher and classmates that you are Zhang Xiao's best friend and share everything with each other. Did you notice anything unusual about her yesterday?"
Qin Xiaoyu was not very tall and had a sweet appearance, but at this moment, perhaps because her best friend had jumped off a building, her face was pale, and she seemed somewhat listless.
"She... she didn't have... didn't have anything unusual, just... just as usual."
Ren Qiang sighed. These students were all teenagers, and when he had just asked a few classmates about the situation, some of the timid ones had the same stuttered responses.
Moreover, they had been taught that when in trouble, they should seek help from the police.
