The day I was forced to be a detective pendant

After spending the first Spring Festival holiday in my life when I didn’t need to do winter homework, the new semester started without any trouble.

The content of professional courses in the second semester of freshman year has not undergone many adjustments, and the public courses are still held together with Bian Yao and his class. Many students around are starting to study the matter of changing majors, and a few are planning to go abroad.

But it's none of our business.

After the Chinese New Year, Brother Fan left again—his work seemed to require him to travel frequently, and the main business development was in other cities. Before he left, Bian Yao was so depressed that he turned into a snake and shut himself up all night.But soon Brother Yue forcibly fished him out again——I have reached a certain stage in my personal training on the control of spiritual domain ability, and then I need to practice cooperating with the golden dragon scissors. After all, if the control of dragon power cannot be exerted through the golden dragon scissors If it comes out, it will be useless.In the world of martial arts, everyone is eager for excellent weapons, but a real master can kill with a wooden stick.

I'm obviously not a master. Although the golden jiao scissors is a rare artifact, it's still an empty shell now, and the road ahead is long, but apart from Brother Yue, Bian Yao and I don't have to worry about it.

After all, compared to the past, being able to infuse the power of the dragon soul into the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors and play a role in beheading, although sometimes it is a bit uncontrollable, it is much better than in the past.

It's just that Bian Yao's Wanshiwu was forced to suspend business after Brother Yue gave the order. Fortunately, the suspension notice was not unexpected because of the New Year's episode.But after he was free, he became very scratchy, and he had a lot of time on hand every day, not knowing what to do.

"You can learn." I said, "You can use your four years in college to enrich yourself and improve yourself."

Bian Yao looked at me blankly, stood up and said, "I want to change seats."

The students in the front row laughed out loud, apparently hearing our conversation—under my repeated coercion, Bian Yao finally stopped sleeping alone in the last row of the auditorium, but was dragged by me Sit in the front row.In fact, because his work and rest are very regular recently, he can't sleep well during the day, so he can only support his head and listen to lectures bored.

After the tsundere little snake walked into the crowd, the first person to talk to him frequently was the familiar Zheng Yan—— Bian Yao was very polite to others except for using his poisonous tongue to attack me mercilessly.Soon, other students who didn't know how to deal with him broke the barriers of dimensions one after another. On the surface, Bian Yao answered every question, but secretly felt that it was troublesome. In fact... I don't care what he actually thinks.

"What's wrong with this place," I muttered, "I can't get the answer after all the calculations."

Bian Yao half-lyed on the courseware that hadn’t been opened a few times, propped his head on one hand, glanced sideways at the notebook in front of me, and said, “I’ve already seen where the mistake is.”

"Ahhh, don't tell me!" I quickly covered the draft: "I want to find out by myself."

I started to use the calculator to check the calculation process row by row, but Bian Yao said quietly again: "I checked the wrong place."

I said angrily, "Damn, I want to change seats too."

The girl in the front row turned around and said, "Help me take a look, I want to know what's wrong, and I can't calculate the result."

Bian Yao glanced up and said, "I misplaced the formula. There is a trap in this question. It looks like you are asking this question, but in fact it is this formula." Bian Yao picked up a pen and wrote a few strokes in her notebook.

The girl took it back and took a look: "Huh?" After a few seconds, she suddenly said: "Ah..."

"What, what? Show me." Her deskmate came over, and the girl explained to him in a low voice, and the deskmate also said, "Oh! So that's how it is."

I held the question book and looked at them unwillingly, and looked back at Bian Yao who looked at me with a look of embarrassment, and said, "If you want to know, I will tell you if you ask."

"No, I won't do this question." I said angrily, "I'm not a mathematics major. I didn't take this class in my sophomore year."

Bian Yao said with a half-smile, "Aren't you enriching yourself and improving yourself?"

"Yes, yes, let go of those who have bad brains," I shoved his arm, "You should go back to the last row."

"I don't," Bian Yao said rascally, "I find this place is better."

The girl in the front row turned her head again and said with a smile, "You two have such a good relationship."

"I thought Bian Yao was very cold before," she said, "It's actually not difficult to get along with."

"You're mistaken," I said, "this guy is very difficult."

Under Bian Yao's humiliation, I finished the big class aggrieved. I decided to go to the library to quietly study the topic just now. I just walked out of the classroom, but I received a message from the police uncle.

"Are you free, let's have a chat?"

The last time the two of us contacted was about capturing the scumbag. Unfortunately, although the scumbag was arrested, the aftermath of the impact still lingers.Once this kind of video is circulated, it is difficult to completely delete it. So far, there are still messages asking for pictures and seeds under related topics.When I walked to the school gate, I found that he had arrived. The police uncle was wearing casual clothes. He probably wasn’t too busy recently, and his complexion was better than a year ago. After shaving, he looked much younger. out of place.

I walked up and said with a playful smile, "Uncle policeman, how do you know that I'm going to be out of class now, so I came here a little bit, you look like a pervert."

"It's so easy to see a pervert in the eyes of a pervert," he said indifferently, "I invite you to drink tea, let's go."

Ever since Bian Yao told me that he was an owl, I can no longer look at the police uncle with normal eyes. I have been nesting all kinds of emojis for him in my mind, trying to maintain a serious face, and my heart is extremely divided.

After he sat down, he didn't speak for a long while, and he didn't talk about homework. He just blew and blew the tea leaves carefully, and took another sip of Tieguanyin.I was thinking about the coffee shop that was also in front of the school. The police uncle was sitting opposite, and Bian Yao, who refused to cooperate, was sitting next to me. Step into a world you know nothing about.

The police uncle cleared his throat, I looked up at him, unexpectedly he said: "Young man, have you decided to abandon the dark and turn to the bright?"

I almost didn't spit out: "How do you ask me to answer, it's not right if I say yes or no, when did I go dark?"

"Excuse me, the customary term," he said, "I mean, have you decided to join the team of psychics?"

I wasn't surprised he found out about it, and just said, "Why, when you first met me, did you think I'd join? I didn't know anything about it then."

"I can see that you were covered up at the time, that snake thief." He said, "However, since I met you in the girl's suicide case a few months ago, I feel that you, a little comrade, have a sense of justice. It was quite strong. Although the other little brother tried his best to throw you out at the time, I guess you won't back down so easily."

He praised me so that I was a little ecstatic, and then heard him continue: "I think that little brother is very cautious, I thought he would not bring in unrelated monkeys."

When he said this, he raised his chin towards the window, and I saw a conspicuous tall man strolling out from the school gate, it was Bian Yao who was going home after the group meeting.I said: "He is indeed very cautious, but it is useless, hehe, this is all fate, do you know fate?"

The hawk-like eyes of the police uncle rolled around my face, and suddenly asked: "You two are not in a relationship, are you?"

Me: "Pfft——"

I sprayed him with tea, and I quickly pulled out a tissue and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

He took the tissue and waved his hand, and said helplessly, "Walking in the society, can you calm down a bit."

"I'm sorry..." I said with a guilty conscience, "I, we didn't talk about... that or something. But you... why do you ask such a question?"

"I'm a policeman, and I rely on my observation skills for a living." He was a little embarrassed, "It's just a kind of intuition. Have you formed a spiritual contract yet?"

I nodded, and he said again: "If you two form a spiritual contract, I don't recommend dating."

I was stunned for a while when I heard the words, and asked: "Why? Isn't the relationship between the spirit body and the art body as close as possible?"

"Yes, but in a close relationship, there are blood ties and confidant friendship, but lovers are the most volatile and risky relationship." He said, "If the time comes when you break up, what will you do with the spiritual deed?"

I retorted subconsciously: "But friends will quarrel, and brothers will turn against each other."

The uncle glanced at me, as if he had something to say, and finally swallowed it.He said old-fashionedly: "You are right, so the relationship of the spiritual deed is very strong if you say it is strong, but it is also very fragile if you say it is fragile."

On the way home, I was thinking about the words that the police uncle said, and the broken partnership between Bian Yao and Xiang Wuzheng kept circling in my mind, so that I couldn’t remember the content of the conversation he had with me afterwards. Cleared up.After entering the bedroom, I suddenly saw a big ball of hair lying on the quilt, sleeping peacefully with one heaving up and down.

After being woken up by me, the serval turned its belly and stretched itself, then meowed and started acting like a baby.I looked down at him, and there was a dead silence in my heart: stop being cute, I have seen through your essence.

Seeing that I ignored him for a long time, the serval raised the hairy meat ball, stretched out its nails in the air and held it again.He jumped on my lap and rubbed against my neck with the top of his hairy head. My tears flowed from my heart: so cute...

Seeing that being cute was useless, the serval cat didn't get the enjoyment of slapping his head, and instantly turned back into a handsome blond guy—if I was about to be deceived by Furry's offensive just now, this moment brought me back to reality.

Serval's human figure is a little smaller than Chu Huaixing and Bian Yao, about the same height as me, and his figure is narrower and thinner, so he inherited all of Chu Huaixing's high school clothes and pants smoothly.It’s just that he can match very amazing colors every time—such as the leopard coat and leather pants that day, or the pink sweater and blue pants at the moment. I really can’t adapt to his look.

When he was a kitten, he was very cute curled up on my lap. Later, Serval got bigger and bigger, and the weight standing on my lap was hard to ignore.But at that time I had a cat slave filter, and I didn't feel painful.Now, the scene of such a big blond boy lying on top of me is pretty scary, and then he said something even more scary: "Do you not love me anymore?"

I shivered, and quickly said, "No, no."

He stared at a pair of upturned cat eyes, and said unhappily: "You just don't love me anymore, you don't lick me anymore, you despise me."

I burst into tears and said: "I don't dislike you, but you suddenly became like this, I will not be able to accept it for a while."

"You don't buy me toys anymore."

"You can turn into a human, can't you buy toys yourself?" I said angrily, "No, you have turned into a human, why are you still playing with cat toys?"

Serval lowered his head and thought for a while, his golden hair smeared my face, and then he pouted unhappily: "It's all an excuse, anyway, you just don't love me anymore!"

He turned his head and raised his head arrogantly, but he didn't walk away.I looked at him suspiciously for a while, raised my hand uncertainly, and scratched his chin.

A nearly 1.8-meter-long blond man was riding on my lap and I scratched his chin—this scene was so weird that my mind went blank, thinking about how I should explain it if someone came in later.

After scratching for a while, he let out a "gurgling" sound from his throat, his expression eased, he turned his face and stood up and said, "Don't think that I'll forgive you just like that."

After saying that, he jumped forward lightly, and when he landed, he had already changed back into the form of a cat, and walked away wagging his slender tail.

After two shocks, I walked out of the house in a daze, and came to the lounge between my bedroom and Bian Yao’s, only to find the green snake lying upright in the middle of the room—his belly turned upside down, and he looked like a murderous corpse on site.

I rushed out of the house and shouted: "What's going on! Why did my snake die? What did you do to my snake!"

Chu Huaixing's room is at the far end of this floor, and I yelled and made a fuss. Little finger picked out his ears, looked into the room, and said, "Oh, that..."

"This guy's daddy is coming and he's playing dead," he said.

"Dad?" I was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Bian Yao, is your father coming?"

The green snake rolled and turned around on the carpet, looking hopeless.

"Because my brother and Bian Yao's family said that they caught people from the accident suspect group, so his father decided to come in person." Chu Huaixing showed a gloating expression: "This guy is terrible for his father."

I vaguely remember the serious middle-aged man in Fan Wujiu's old memory, asking: "Is his father very fierce?"

Chu Huaixing nodded, and was a little worried: "Actually, I was also quite afraid of him. When I was young, my brother threatened me and asked Bian Yao's father to coax me to sleep if he said he would not sleep."

"Hahahaha!" I laughed ungratefully, "How could this happen! Isn't the big bad wolf used to scare children? How could the big bad wolf be scared by snakes... No, Bian Yao, your father is also a snake, right? ?”

Chu Huaixing seemed very dissatisfied with my joking attitude: "I'll know when I see you."

I still hahahaha: "Is it so scary?"

"You can still laugh." Chu Huaixing glanced at me, "The heir to the True Dragon Soul who made a pact with Bian Yao and pushed him to the organization's hunting list again, do you think his father came and was the first to look for him? who is it?"

The smile disappeared from my face immediately: "..."

It took a long time after Chu Huaixing left before Bian Yao slowly recovered. He didn't even bother to change back into a human form, but swam to me, wrapped his tail around his phone and gave it to me: "The password is four 0s, look at this."

I rubbed his phone, saw an email, glanced at it briefly, and asked, "What is this, a commission? But Brother Yue said..."

"Shh, put away your small report as the leader of the Disciplinary Team, and read it first."

I took a closer look at the contents of the commission, and the more I read, the more frightened I became: "Group//suicide? Oh my god, so many people..."

"The main client's daughter left him a suicide note, but he suspected that her daughter was instigated to commit suicide." Bian Yao said, "It's not accurate to say that it was a collective suicide. The relatives of these clients lived in different places. They died at the same place. However, they committed suicide at almost the same time and in the same way, don’t you think it’s weird?”

"Even the format of the suicide note is the same," I said, "and they are all about the same age. Most of them are junior high school students, and a few are high school students. The oldest is no more than 22 years old."

Bian Yao nodded: "But there is no substantive evidence pointing to abetting suicide. These people are not even related in reality, and they don't know each other."

When I heard his description, I felt very familiar, and I couldn't help saying with horror: "If there is no connection in reality, then there must be a connection on the Internet. Could this be some kind of dark web work? If this commission is related to Lunatic, You must tell Brother Yue, otherwise he will kill us if he finds out."

Bian Yao changed back into a human form, and leaned directly in front of me, with a rather serious expression on his face: "I also know that we must be careful, but can this kind of entrustment be left alone? Who cares if we don't care?"

Looking at his appearance, I suddenly recalled the police uncle's evaluation of me, and I couldn't help thinking to myself—I'm not the person with a strong sense of justice, but I still hesitated on the surface: "This... I know you I have always blamed myself for not being able to save Yao Jing, but the suicide of these people is different from her situation."

"How do you know it's different?" Bian Yao asked me back, "Yao Jing's condition improved significantly when she received psychological treatment with Zhai Qi, but when she was raped again, why didn't she choose to call the police or run away? She didn't have the courage She has already called the police once and asked for help once, and even though her ex-girlfriend and classmates didn't know what happened, they were trying to reach out to her, why didn't she respond to them?"

"Do you think she was also indoctrinated with the idea of ​​suicide by someone, and that's why she came to a dead end?"

"It's not guaranteed," Bian Yao said, "I've always been skeptical. When I first took over the commission and started following Yao Jing, she seemed to be in a poor state of mind, but she still completed her daily routine of going home on time every day. But suddenly something went wrong one day, and two days later she suddenly jumped from upstairs, and I couldn't react at all."

"These are just your guesses..."

"It's a guess. To be honest, I was only a little skeptical. But last time you told me that Zhai Qi regretted that he didn't follow up on Yao Jing's recent situation, so much so that even she had a little suspicion. I didn’t even know about suicidal thoughts. At that time, I felt that something was wrong—it’s okay for us ordinary people. Would he, a professional psychologist, fail to see the patient’s suicidal or self-destructive tendencies in advance? The days when Yao Jing interrupted the treatment There, something else must have happened."

Hearing what he said, I couldn't help being shaken. Bian Yao continued: "It is impossible to find out whether Yao Jing committed suicide. It is impossible for Jing's mother to cooperate, but..." Bian Yao pointed to the email on the phone: "These people are willing to cooperate. Their children and relatives committed suicide, and they really want to know the truth."

Seeing that I was still hesitating, Bian Yao finally said: "We don't meet directly with the clients, we inquire all through the Internet, and the investigation process is also kept secret from them. Once you find something wrong, tell Brother Yue immediately, how about it?"

I thought about it and agreed, "Okay."