Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

Wang Bing's body froze, and the hand holding the cigarette subconsciously flicked the ash.He quickly ran through the leaders on duty in his mind.

Damn, haunted.

The people behind him didn't have any sense of presence. If it wasn't for the hand on the shoulder, Wang Bing might not have realized that there was someone behind him.

He turned his head and saw a familiar face in the darkness.

"Brother, borrow a fire."

"Fool, who is your brother?" Wang Bing laughed angrily at Zhang Bu, raised his hand and punched him on the shoulder, "How can he scare me?" Although he was cursing, he still took out the lighter and handed it over .

Zhang Bu is a good friend of Wang Bing's since he was a child. He is not as addicted to cigarettes as Wang Bing, and he only comes to play with him occasionally.

"The old man in your class is procrastinating again today?" Wang Bing took a drag on his cigarette, suddenly felt a little cold for some reason, and coughed dryly.He and Zhang Bu are in Class 1 and Class 3, and the chemical old man in Class 3 is known as Ai Tuo Tang.

"Yes, his accent is so heavy that he has to repeat a sentence several times." Zhang Bu took Wang Bing's lighter, but he didn't intend to light a cigarette. The words just now seemed to be just for fun.

The cigarette butt flickered scarlet, and Wang Bing took advantage of this light to glance at his buddies. He always felt that something was wrong with Zhang Bu's voice today, with a rustling nasal sound.

"Why, you were caught and scolded for sleeping in class?" Although Zhang Bu didn't have good grades, he still respected his teachers quite a bit. He was completely different from old fritters like himself. Every time he was scolded, he would feel depressed for a while.

"Nothing..."

"Then you..." Before he finished speaking, the class bell rang in the distance.Wang Bing didn't care about choking his throat, and took two sharp puffs, "Damn it, I'm going to class before I finish smoking one."

He crushed the cigarette butt against the wall, put it in his pocket, and patted Zhang Bu's buttocks naturally: "Let's go." After finishing speaking, he took the lead to run to the other side of the classroom. He didn't dare to touch this mold.

Yue Mo ran halfway through the aisle, but Wang Bing didn't hear the footsteps following behind him, so he looked back.The dark Youdao seems to have no end, it is weird and penetrating.

"This thief boy, come and go without a trace."

Because the four buildings were connected, Wang Bing only thought that Zhang Bu had slipped back from the other side, which was closer to his class.So without thinking too much, before the bell rang, he quickened his pace and rushed back.

The voices of people gradually became louder, and the lights in the aisle were brightened. He approached the door of the classroom and glanced at it, but the head teacher hadn't come yet.

"What is this for?" Wang Bing entered the class carelessly, only to find that everyone was crowded around the window and discussing, he was a little puzzled.

"Someone committed suicide by jumping off the building!" A classmate outside replied him.

In this calm and boring high school, this kind of thing is definitely the first time.

Wang Bing paused, his heart skipped a beat, he got into the crowd and began to squeeze in.Taking advantage of his physique, he quickly approached the window and looked down with his head hooked.

The incident happened suddenly, and the scene has not been dealt with. Only a few teachers were nearby to drive away the students who approached.

A large amount of blood dripped from the body of the person in school uniform on the ground, cold and oppressive.

Just looking at it from a distance, Wang Bing suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, because the figure lying on the ground in a strange posture was familiar.

The good students are still discussing: "I heard it's from Class 3."

"It's because the study pressure is too great."

"Looks scary..."

Wang Bing's head was throbbing, and everything around him became blurred.He stared blankly at the faceless corpse downstairs, and suddenly rushed out like a madman.

"What are you doing?" The crowd pushed away by him gathered again.

"Neuropathy."

...

No, how could it be, Wang Bing kept repeating in his heart.He passed by the gate of Class 3, anxiously distinguishing the chaotic people inside, none of them was Zhang Bu, and his seat was also empty.

He didn't dare to listen to what they were discussing, so he ran straight downstairs.

"Stop, that classmate, don't come over and go back quickly."

The teacher guarding the field stopped Wang Bing who rushed to the playground and drove him upstairs.But the distance between Wang Bing and the corpse was only tens of meters.

He had seen the corpse clearly.

It was him, Wang Bing's blood froze all over his body, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, it was really him.

The ferocious facial features deformed by the impact were facing the direction of the stairs, and the eyeballs were faintly out of their sockets, as if they were staring at something.

Cold wind blows.

Wang Bing's chest was pressed by a heavy stone, he was panting heavily, his knees were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, startling the teacher who stopped him.

"Student, are you alright?"

No one answered him.

The man barely standing seemed to have lost his soul and said nothing.

When did Zhang Bu jump off the building? After separating from himself, did he go directly to the top of the building?But even if he wanted to die without any hesitation, this time would be too hasty.

A terrible guess suddenly appeared in Wang Bing's mind. Once this idea arises, it will be difficult to erase it from his mind. A voice kept chanting a sentence to him-he died long ago.Because of you, he would have died long ago.

The police car rushed to the scene and began to block the investigation.

姓名张布，育德中学高三3班的学生。死亡时间8点10分至8点25左右。死亡原因：坠楼。