Rivals in Love [Quick Transmigration]

"I am willing, extremely happy." Lin Yougui smiled lightly, and said in a gentle and firm voice. For some reason, his soul is bound to Song Li in the dark. He cannot do without Song Li, and he also In love with Song Li.

All of this seemed to be logical, so Lin Yougui was willing. If he could help Song Li, it would not be a pity to be smashed to pieces.

He is a lonely ghost, only where Song Li is, is his place, and only when Song Li is well, he will be happy.

"I will definitely find him!" Song Li's voice was cold and firm. Even for Lin Yougui, he would work hard to complete the task and reshape his soul for him. His soul scattered in thousands of worlds has almost been recovered. Work hard, and soon they won't have to work so hard.

"Well, I believe you." Lin Yougui nodded.

When Chen Yan was buried, many students went to express their condolences. It was drizzling outside. Song Li and Cheng Mohuai put away their umbrellas and walked into the coffin silently.

There were many familiar faces in the coffin shed, Song Li still gave Chen Yan a bouquet of flowers, and murmured, "Good journey."

Two of them died. When he came into contact with this world, Song Li held an umbrella and walked aimlessly in the rain. All the people in this thousand worlds really existed with flesh and blood, but only two died like this.

Song Li doesn't know how strong the murderer's mentality is in order to kill without changing his face.

The sounds of cars honking, the sound of rain rustling, and the sounds of pedestrians talking are mixed together. Song Li knows that this is the world, this is the world.

"Oops! Ji Yang!" Song Li's eyes widened suddenly, he thought of Ji Yang, he took Ji Yang to the infirmary, he had contact with Ji Yang, and he used to like Ji Yang.

Song Li was annoyed why he only remembered it now, Zhang Shaoxun called before the phone number was dialed out, Song Li's heart sank, and he connected the phone.

"Hey."

"Song Li, hurry up to Ji Yang's house at No. 26, Nine Alleys." Zhang Shaoxun hung up the phone after speaking, his voice also hurried.

Song Li glanced at Cheng Mohuai, who was obediently waiting by the side, and patted him on the shoulder, "You don't have to accompany me, go back first, I have something to go, I'll go first."

Cheng Mohuai nodded, "You're not in good health, don't get caught in the rain, do you hear me?"

"I see, just like an old lady, I'll go first." Song Li resisted his uneasiness, took a taxi and drove towards Ji Yang's house.

Cheng Mohuai stood in the rain holding a black umbrella, raised his head slightly, and showed a weird smile.

Ji Yang's family lived in an alley, and the taxi couldn't get in, so Song Li had to get out of the car, without an umbrella, and desperately searched for No. 26, but there was no need to look for it, as the door of Ji Yang's house was full of Zhang Shaoxun's people.

Song Li was drenched all over, and stood outside Ji Yang's house in a bit of a state of embarrassment. This place has been isolated by Zhang Shaoxun's people. The crying of women in Ji Yang's house reached Song Li's ears. My heart is stuffy.

Lin Yougui came out and put his arms around him, "You have to know, Song Li, you didn't kill these, it has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself, as long as you can catch the murderer, those dead souls will rest in peace. "

Song Li hummed, wiped the water off his face with his hands, and went to Ji Yang's house, but he was stopped by the cordon set up by Zhang Shaoxun's people just after he arrived.

"Who are you, the criminal police team is handling the case, go around if you have something to do!"

Song Li took out his mobile phone and called Zhang Shaoxun, "I'm at the door."

"This is your boss." Song Li handed the phone to the guarding policeman.

"Sir Zhang."

"Is good!"

With just two sentences, Song Li entered Ji's house.

Following the sound and the location of the police, Song Li found Zhang Shaoxun. Zhang Shaoxun was smoking a cigarette against the wall looking extremely irritable. When he saw Song Lilai, he pointed to Ji Yang's room and said in a hoarse voice, "Go and have a look." .”

The uneasiness in Song Li's heart expanded, and he entered Ji Yang's bedroom. The purpose of entering Ji Yang's bedroom was to make people look extremely comfortable, which showed that the owner was also so comfortable. A couple stood outside the warning line at the door, crying all over their faces. It's tears, women can't even stand upright.

Inside the cordon are several forensic doctors who are conducting autopsies.

Song Li walked around them in silence, and saw Ji Yang, a flowery girl lying quietly on the bed, Song Li looked up, her face was covered with scars, her hair seemed to be wet with the blood on her face.

Song Li closed his eyes and was supported by Lin Yougui. Why was the murderer so vicious, even a little girl was not spared, and even ruined the girl's most concerned appearance, why was he so vicious!

Resentment arose in Song Li's heart. It is conceivable that Ji Yang left because of himself...

Silently exited the room, leaned against the wall beside Zhang Shaoxun, and stretched out his hand, "Give me a cigarette, please."

Zhang Shaoxun did as he did, and gave him a cigarette, "The murderer is fucking inhuman!" Zhang Shaoxun cursed angrily.

"How could this be?" Song Li exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes filled with coldness after the smoke, "I will find out the murderer and avenge Xia Xiaoyao, Lu Qi, and Ji Yang."

"Who else have you been in contact with recently?" Zhang Shaoxun asked after being silent for a while.

"You, Cheng Mohuai, Song Fusheng." Song Li replied.

"I will send someone to protect Cheng Mohuai and Song Fusheng." Zhang Shaoxun said.

"Song Fusheng you followed a few days ago, what clues do you have?" Song Li turned to look at him.

"No, Song Fusheng is a good boy." Zhang Shaoxun shook his head and smiled.

Song Li nodded, "Ji Yang's face was ruined, the murderer hated her very much, but there was no pain on Ji Yang's face."

"The murderer gave Ji Yang sleeping pills in advance."

"Does this mean that he doesn't want Ji Yang to die so painfully? Or is he trying to tell us something?" Song Li threw away the cigarette and stomped it out, looking at Zhang Shaoxun.

"This time the murderer did it himself. This is Ji Yang's family. If Ji Yang makes any screams, Ji Yang's parents will find out immediately, and the murderer will miss clues." Zhang Shaoxun said.

"And, I guess, the murderer likes you." Zhang Shaoxun looked at Song Li and said.

Song Li smiled wryly, this is already obvious, okay?

"Did the murderer calculate that it will rain?" Song Li said suddenly.

"Looks like it is. No fingerprints were left at the scene." Zhang Shaoxun smiled wryly, "I think I've been so useless recently. Several cases happened one after another, but I couldn't even find out whether the murderer was a man or a woman!"

"It's a man." Song Li said.

"How are you sure?" Zhang Shaoxun asked back.

"Lu Qi died in the boys' dormitory. If the murderer was a woman, she could arrange it again and kill Ji Yang in the same way in the dormitory. Wouldn't that be more convenient?" Song Li said.

"Yes." Zhang Shaoxun nodded.

"Zhang sir, Zhang sir, we found this in the grass outside." A policeman hurried upstairs and said.

Zhang Shaoxun took the small blue harmonica in a plastic bag and waved his hand, "Keep looking."

Song Li looked at the blue harmonica, feeling inexplicably familiar, "I seem to have seen this thing before."

"Think carefully." Zhang Shaoxun handed him the bag, "Maybe it was left by the murderer."

Song Li took the bag and tried hard to recall that this blue harmonica should be a gift from the previous owner. He recalled vigorously, "It's my birthday present to Cheng Mohuai."

"Cheng Mohuai?" Zhang Shaoxun read the name carefully, "He is your other roommate."

"Yes." Song Li nodded, looking at the blue harmonica with complicated eyes, if it was really Cheng Mohuai, but he couldn't figure out why Cheng Mohuai wanted to harm someone.

"Let's go back to school." Zhang Shaoxun left some people here to continue searching for evidence, and returned to school with Song Li.

The sky darkened, the rain became heavier and heavier, the sky occasionally shone brightly, and lightning came down, and patches of dark clouds enveloped everyone's hearts.

Lin Yougui held Song Li's hand, looking at Song Li's pale face, his eyes were full of worry.

Song Li leaned slightly on him. If it was Cheng Mohuai, then everything would make sense. Back then, he was the first to tell Cheng Mohuai that Xia Xiaoyao sent him a love letter. The conflict between Lu Qi and Cheng Mohuai was also the clearest. Ji Yang, Cheng Mohuai also knew that he liked Ji Yang.

But why would he do this, just because he likes it?

The police car quickly entered the campus. Song Li looked at the locked dormitory door, frowned, opened the door with the key, and pushed it away.

Both Zhang Shaoxun and Song Li were stunned by the sight in front of them. Cheng Mohuai's eyes were covered by black cloth strips, his mouth was also gagged, his hands and feet were tied to the side of the bed, and a knife was hanging on his neck. His body was shaking like chaff, and when he heard someone open the door, his whole body fell into fear.

Zhang Shaoxun quickly pulled the rope that controlled the knife's fall, even so, blood was seen on Cheng Mohuai's neck.

Song Li hurried forward, took the knife in his hand and threw it aside, "It's me, don't be afraid." He quickly took out the cloth from Cheng Mohuai's mouth and the cloth strips from his glasses, and untied the rope on his body by the way. After the man was untied, Song Li looked at the wound on his neck and the trembling of his body, sighed, and poured him a cup of hot water.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid." Song Li stroked his hair, looked at the panic in his eyes, knew he couldn't ask anything now, sighed and looked at Zhang Shaoxun.

Zhang Shaoxun shook his head, looked at Cheng Mohuai, "Why were you tied up like this?"

"I don't know, I don't know." Cheng Mohuai held Song Li's hand tightly, only knowing that Song Li saved him.

"Wait for him to slow down and ask again." Song Li shook his head at Zhang Shaoxun, comforted Cheng Mohuai and let him lie down on the bed, "I'm right here, you can sleep peacefully, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

Cheng Mohuai nodded obediently and closed his eyes.