The outdated CP became popular again [entertainment circle]

"Single family member." Lu Hechuan called him, "You are unreasonable."

Regardless of Shan Juzhi's reaction, he stood in front of Shan Juzhi and asked rascally, "I want to hug the cat."

One of the single family members didn't keep up with his brain circuit for a while.

"cat?"

"Big Orange." Lu Hechuan greeted him, "Hurry up."

The two people who were still arguing at first decided to go to see the cat after Lu Hechuan's inexplicable words. Along the way, the single family members wondered how they could be easily led by the nose by Lu Hechuan.

Except for the grass at the back door of the school, the big orange usually goes to the flower garden in front of the teaching entrance of the second-level department. The two of them searched around but did not see the cat. Lu Hechuan looked around, "Where did it go?"

Shan Yuzhi also lowered his head to search, walked around the flower garden, and found a little bread scraps in a corner.

Lu Hechuan squatted down and observed for a few seconds, "Is someone feeding the big orange?"

Shan Juan always felt a little uneasy, so he didn't care about it at this time, he just reached out and picked up a little bread crumbs, put it down his nose and smelled it.

"Is it dirty?" Lu Hechuan groped in his pocket for a long time but couldn't find a piece of paper towel, so he could only put Shan's dirty fingertips to his mouth and blow it, "Have you brought paper? Did you bring paper to wash your hands?" .”

"I don't think it's right." Shan Juzhi stood up, and this time he stepped directly into the flower garden to check.

"What?" Seeing his eagerness, Lu Hechuan raised his heart.

"I suspect that someone took Daju away."

Shan Juzhi rummaged eagerly, and after a while, he stopped under a withered rose plant, and a few cat hairs fell on the soil. Lu Hechuan looked at it, gathered a few and put them in the palm of his hand, with a serious expression on his face. , "There's blood on this."

One of the Shan family members stared at the cat hair in his palm, Lu Hechuan saw that his expression was not right, and said, "Let's look for it now, the blood on it is not dry yet, maybe we can get it back."

The two soldiers divided into two groups, Shan Juanzhi went to the teaching building to look for it, and Lu Hechuan went to other places to look for it.

Hesheng High School occupies a large area, and it is not easy to find someone.

Shan Juan walked very quickly. There are six classes on each floor of the teaching building, and the toilet is at the corner of each floor. After searching the two floors, he came out of the men's toilet on the second floor. He went up to the third floor. This time, he only searched the toilet that was up and down the stairs. He climbed to the fifth floor. Just as he was about to go in, he heard a faint cat meowing above his head through the ceiling.

The cry was weak and painful, and Shan Juan's footsteps stopped, and he reached the sixth floor in a few steps.

The sound came from the men's restroom on the sixth floor. The classroom closest to the men's restroom is Mu Bao's class who is currently having a physical education class on the playground. Because it was class time, the corridor on the sixth floor was empty, and only a few people could be heard. The sound of teachers lecturing and students talking in the class, logically speaking, it is difficult to catch the meowing from these noises, but it just so happens that Shan Juzhi came to There.

The closer you are to the toilet, the clearer the sound, Shan Juan no longer hesitated, just pushed the door and went in, at that moment, the sound in the toilet stopped abruptly, Shan Juzhi stood at the door, glanced at the doors inside and closed them compartment.

There are twelve compartments in total, three with closed doors.

One is the innermost compartment, which is used by the cleaners to store cleaning tools, and is excluded first by Shan Yu.

One leaned against the door, and Shan Juan walked over quickly, stuck the gap with his hand and pulled it, but the inside was empty.

There was only the last room left, Shan Juanzhi didn't stay any longer, and kicked the door open.

The man in the cubicle was unexpected, and his expression was blank for a moment.

Shan Juanzhi's gaze was on his hand.

The fat orange cat painted on the sleeve of the school uniform by Cheng Jue has lost its usual air at this moment. It is held by a man at the back of the neck, its round head is completely drooped, and its body is lifted in the air. The fur was stained with dirty blood, and a dark red liquid on the abdomen was still falling into the toilet pit drop by drop.

"What are you doing?" Shan Juzhi seemed unable to understand what was happening in front of him, and asked a question that could be called an idiot in the eyes of a man.

The man saw that the person who came was just a tall and thin student, and most of the guilt that surged up disappeared in an instant. His fingers were slender and beautiful, and the palms and backs of his hands were covered with bright red blood. He shook the completely dead orange cat towards Shan Juan, " No eyes? Why don't you come over and take a look?"

"Okay."

Shan Juanzhi's answer was beyond the man's expectation.

But Shan Juzhi's expression was very calm, and his clean appearance didn't look threatening. The man put down his guard, thinking that he was really interested, and squatted on the spot waiting for him to come over.

Shan Juan squatted down, stared at the dispirited cat for a while, then slowly shifted his gaze to the face of the man observing his reaction, and asked, as if out of pure curiosity, "Which cat is this the first one you killed?" ?”

"Why, you're interested too?" The man licked his lips, "Playing this is very stress-free, stray cats and dogs can be found everywhere, and living around is a waste of food, why don't you let me play and make me happy Yes, it counts as death.”

Shan Juanzhi listened quietly, nodded, interrupted when the man was excited, and asked again: "Which cat is this the first one you killed?"

"I can't remember, this kind of thing is killed casually, how can I remember which one it is?" The man didn't care, "This cat has no temper and doesn't know how to resist. The puppy was interesting to play with last time. Not too bad-tempered, and wanting to bite me back before dying, that's the most interesting way to play."

"Really." Shan Juzhi looked at the cat in his hand again, "Have you played enough with it?"

"Why, you want to play too?" The man saw that he kept his eyes on the cat, grinned, and flicked the blood beads from his fingertips onto Shan Juzhi's face, "I see you are so cowardly, I'm afraid You can’t play such a good thing at all.”

"You're wrong." Shan Juan stood up, looked down at the man indifferently, pointed to the only clean corner of the toilet cubicle, and signaled, "Put the cat in your hand there."

"You kid, are you ordering me?" The man curled his lips, and threw the orange cat into the toilet pit. The out-of-control cat was stuffed into the dirty water, and a small pool of water was soon stained by the gushing blood famous.

Shan Juanzhi glanced at the corpse, then set his gaze on the man's face again, and said indifferently, "Didn't you understand what I said?"

The man spat, took out a piece of paper and wiped the sticky blood stains between his fingers, then he glanced at Shan Wuzhi, "Are you a fart?"

His answer was a fist.

Shan Juan's movements were fast and ruthless, and he punched the man directly on the partition.

The man was dumbfounded and covered the sore spot: "You mother!"

He just wanted to fight back, but before he could swing his clenched fist, he was intercepted by Shan Juzhi in the middle, and then the second punch and the third punch fell on his face like raindrops.

Shan Juan's beating was very methodical. Before the man had time to react, he took off his two arms, and then restricted the movement of his two legs. The man who lost control of his limbs could only act like a belly upturned. The tortoise, let Shan Juan's punches land on his sore spots.

The man was dizzy from the beating, and was so outraged that he cursed.

During this period, Shan Juanzhi didn't say a word, and when he finally stopped, the man had already breathed in, and collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud.

Shan Juan moved his wrist a few times and kicked the man.

"You're right. I was really happy when you resisted but it didn't work just now. I like your method very much."

Seeing the sneer on his face, the man felt chills in his heart, and felt that he was unlucky enough to meet a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital.

"You must be sick!" The man could not even speak clearly, "I have any grudges against you!"

When Shan Juan approached him, the man was trembling with fright, Shan Juan gave a cold snort, leaned over and took off his coat three or two times, and then carefully wrapped the cat in the toilet pit into his clothes.

Shan Juan held the cat in his arms, and gave the man a sideways look, "Isn't this fair? You kill the cat, and I just beat you up."

"That's a cat! It's a beast! I'm a human!" The man felt that Shan Juzhi's words were unreasonable, how could he be compared with a long-haired beast.

Shanjuzhi tilted his head and glanced at him, frowning: "Although I respect the diversity of species, I don't seem to be of the same kind as you."

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth: "I am a human being, and you are just a scum."