Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

He Yu's complexion was very bad, "Boss, have you checked the corpse yet?"

Si Jia said, "I just came back from there, did you make any progress last night?"

"I took turns guarding several bars where the accident happened last night. I didn't see any suspicious people appearing. I didn't know until Wu Kuan called me in the morning. The time of death of the body was around 3:[-] in the morning. The distance of one street." He Yu frowned, regretting that he shouldn't just stare at the bar where the accident happened last night.

Si Jia said indifferently: "With your speed, even if you pass by, you will not be able to catch up with it."

"That kid He Ziyang, he will never be there when he is needed!"

"He went to country m to participate in the mathematical modeling competition, and you won't see him for half a month." This combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracted students who had just finished class, and they gathered in twos and threes to discuss whether they were new transferees from their school. s student.

He Yu's eight-centimeter stilettos stepped on the ground fiercely, as if He Ziyang's tail was under her feet.

"I really think of myself as a student. I still run out when I am so busy. Boss, you don't care about him."

Sika glanced at her, "He went instead of me."

He Yu choked for a moment, anyway, you are the one who pays the wages, so what you say is up to you.

They have already made good greetings with the school. The people in charge of this matter are very guilty of the tragic death of students in the school. Their school claims to be strict in management. Although students do not have to live in the school, they can't help if anything happens. They are in charge.

However, the female students who have been involved in these accidents are all living in the school, and it is not like they have sneaked out in the middle of the night. They have been safe before, and at most they are young people who are out of town. Out.

A series of tragedies happened one after another, and the parents of the students almost turned the school upside down.

The school's vice-principal and dean were waiting at the door in person, and when the two of them were talking to them, He Bao had the opportunity to ask him, "How did you sleep at the boss yesterday?"

Zuo Yan recalled last night's ups and downs, overall it was pretty good, although it took half the night, he ate fried chicken and it was worth it.

He Bao hid the two people in front of him and said, "Is nothing wrong?"

Zuo Yan stared at him, and asked cautiously, "What should happen...?"

He Bao looked at his neck and wrist, there were no scars, but his walking posture was a bit weird, could it be that the wound was on his buttocks?

"Where are you hurt?" Although he asked, his eyes kept staring at his butt.

Zuo Yan took two steps to the side, keeping your eyeballs away from my ass.

He Bao rubbed his nose, "I don't care about you, I have to run around on the first day of work, it's hard work, comrade." He said and patted him on the shoulder.

Afterwards, under his questioning, Zuo Yan didn't say anything about being beaten to death. Only a few people knew that he was bitten by a leopard on his buttocks. , I feel the pain now.

He Bao told him not to say anything, but instead looked at the boss's back with resentful eyes, this walking posture... suddenly understood, so the boss's speed is so fast!

It's too inconsiderate to give the little panda the first day... and run around the next day.

"Well, have you taken your medicine?"

Zuo Yan just remembered that this person went to delete the surveillance video, he should have seen it all, his face was a little red, "Up."

He Bao sighed, "It's okay, it's like this for the first time, just wait until you get used to it."

Zuo Yan was stunned, "A habit?"

"Yeah, the first time is born and the second time is familiar..." He Bao blinked at him ambiguously, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the sentence, looking at the boy in front of him, it seems that he is not yet one year old this year...

Zuo Yan looked at him strangely, "Is what you said the same as what I said?"

He Bao was surprised, "Isn't it the same thing?"

"No." Zuo Yan looked at him winking, and was a little speechless. This thought, he wants to go to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

I thought he was a young and cheerful boy, but his head was full of yellow lights, Zuo Yan sighed, the world is really different now.

"Going the wrong way." Before he pretended to be deep for two seconds, he was dragged to his side by the back of his collar.

Si Jia's body was extremely cold, and he could feel a cool breath standing beside him. After Zuo Yan found out this, he leaned closer to him instead.

Sika glanced at him lightly, and saw the young man smirking at him.

"Where are we going?"

"Go to the teacher and classmates of the deceased to understand the situation."

The five deceased were from the four classes of Senior One and Senior Two. In order to save time, several people split up.

Zuo Yan and Si Jia went to the dormitory of the girls who died last night. In order to cooperate with their investigation, several girls were waiting for them in the dormitory.

The dormitory is a four-person room, and two people disappeared as soon as I went in, making it look a bit empty.

When they saw the two of them, even the teacher who assisted them murmured in their hearts, investigating the case of the two children who have not grown hair?It's too childish.

Zuo Yan saw the eyes of the two girls turn around Si Jia's body twice, showing a little nervousness and fear.

Si Jia looked around the room after entering, and asked directly, "When did the two of them go out last night?"

The girls looked at each other, and one of them said, "Around 12:[-]."

Si Jia went to the desk and looked at the books on it. Some books were obviously filled with notes, while the books on the other two desks were clean. "Do they often go out at night?"

Another long-haired girl looked at the teacher next to her, hesitated, and said, "They often go out. The two of them live in pretty good conditions. They don't study very much. The seniors are stricter. They also like to play."

"Have the two of you had any abnormal behavior recently? It's not the same as usual."

The two girls looked at each other, "If you want to say that it was abnormal, it was just over a month ago. After the two of them came back one night, they didn't go out for nearly half a month, because they usually go out quite frequently. I was I asked both of them, but they were very impatient and didn't know what was wrong."

Zuo Yan thought for a while and asked, "Then usually only two of them go out together? Or with friends?"

The long-haired girl hesitated and said, "It's not convenient for us to talk about this."

That's right, the school is now more strictly guarded because of the dead, and the students who went out at night before have been punished one after another. If they speak out, they are telling the truth, and they are easily excluded and bullied by others, even if it is a matter of life and death.

After only asking these few simple questions, they went to the next dormitory.

After asking around, they didn't draw many conclusions from the students.

The five deceased were all girls, all students of this school, and they often went out at night habitually, and the places where they died were bars, ktv, and other back alleys of lively places.

After coming out of the dormitory, Zuo Yan pondered, it is known that the murderer might be a ghost, and there are mixed crowds in a lively place like a bar, why did he choose so accurately, only targeting girls from Jinyang High School? "

"Humans don't have to have a reason to get blood on their hands, it's probably just because it's not pleasing to the eye, but ghosts must be because of obsession."

Sika took out a cigarette case from his pocket, shook his fingers, took out a cigarette with his other hand, put it on his lips, and looked sideways at him, "Light it up for me."

Zuo Yan caught the lighter he threw over, and was completely attracted by his appearance.

click.

The flames approached his lips, Si Jia lowered his head, and Zuo Yan noticed that his eyes did not seem to be pure black, but the eye pattern was slightly red, and the breeze blew away the smoke from the cigarette, blurring his eyes.

Zuo Yan's eyes slipped from his eyes to the bridge of his nose, and then to his light-colored lips. His 20-year-old appearance and 30-year-old temperament made people contradictory, but he had to admit that this attraction was huge.

The faint smell of cigarettes on the tip of the nose is not choking, but has the urge to breathe all into the lungs.

Why is it a bit smelly?

Zuo Yan sniffed the air, it was indeed a little bit, and looked for it along the direction of the wind, it was class time, there were not many people on the road, the only one who was in their downwind was a man in a white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses, he looked a bit of a social elite Feel.

The man passed by them and nodded at them. When Zuo Yan got closer, the stench became more intense, which made him want to cough, bent over, and his eyes were uncomfortable. tears.

He finally knew what it was like to have hot eyes.

The man stopped in surprise, "Are you okay?"

Zuo Yan wanted to back away when he wanted to help him, but at this moment Si Jia grabbed his arm and pressed his head against his chest.

"He's fine."

The man froze for a moment, looked at him and then at the young man who was still desperately pushing his head into his arms.

"Aren't you feeling well? Do you want me to take you to the school doctor?" The man pushed his eyes and smiled gently.

Zuo Yan's nostrils were filled with the smell of tobacco, he took a big puff, and looked up from his arms, "Thank you, I'm fine, I haven't read a book since I was a child, and I'm so moved that I want to cry when I come here today."

The man with glasses smiled, "Then you continue to visit, and I won't bother you."

After the people left, Zuo Yan wiped away his tears and silently moved away from Si Jia, not looking at the wet stain on his chest.

"Did you smell it? On that person just now..."

Si Jia lowered his eyes, and tapped the cigarette twice with his slender index finger.

"I don't have a dog's nose."

Zuo Yan watched half of the smoke 'disappear', it really turned into small pieces and was blown by the wind and dissipated in the sky...

It was too terrible, if it fell into his hands, there was no need to prepare the urn, it was a wind burial.