Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain from the tiger teeth biting the fingertips in the warm, soft and numb touch aroused even more the tyrannical feelings hidden in Song Yucheng's heart, her scalp tightened, and she pushed Diao Shuzhen against the wall to death.

The thick ink-like darkness wrapped the two tightly together, and a secret and exciting feeling arose spontaneously with the two beating hearts.Song Yucheng's slightly cool hand brushed the delicate skin on Diao Shuzhen's neck, and the hot blood seemed to burn her fingertips.Diao Shuzhen's soft back was stuck to the cold tiles, and Song Yucheng was attacking her front. These two diametrically opposite touches were going to drive her crazy. More.Her slender neck was tilted back, and a small sob overflowed from her throat, and the cub-like whine even more aroused the tyrannical feeling in the human bone.

A few warm liquids suddenly fell from Song Yucheng's sunken neck, which made her heart tremble, and the bloodthirsty passion in her heart faded away in an instant. She cupped Diao Shuzhen's face, and kissed it gently. Between her eyebrows.Diao Shuzhen's breathing was stagnant, and the other party wiped away her tears with nimble lips and tongue, and the wet and cold touch ignited a scorching heat.

"Bitter." Song Yucheng's voice was clear and cold, she hugged Diao Shuzhen tightly, hugged her into her arms, and sighed leisurely, "What's wrong?"

"Want to hear a story?" Diao Shuzhen said with his head buried in the deep red plush scarf on Song Yucheng's shoulder, "Once upon a time there were four ordinary girls who were college roommates. There is a deep friendship between them, but at least they are people who are close to each other."

"They fell in love one after another. One was lively and bold, and liked the same sex. The other had a talk with a senior of the opposite sex, which is the most common romance on the university campus. They enjoyed what this beautiful age brought Everything about it is frivolous and unrestrained."

Diao Shuzhen's voice was wet after crying, "Unexpectedly, these two beautiful love affairs have become tempting bait, and the flytrap behind the flowers is the beginning of all misfortunes."

"Young people are desperate for love, like moths to a flame, but they don't know that the flame is not only a warm light, but also an evil spirit that devours the soul. Or maybe, this light is nothing but illusory from beginning to end Will-o'-the-wisps, a deception from beginning to end." Someone sighed softly, as if a candle was burnt out, the tired judge closed the file, "It's nothing to be sad for love, at best, it's nothing more than a heavy summer rain, a high fever For a few days, hang some hanging bottles and write some youthful scar literature, this page can always be turned over without a beginning and an end, but it is also a shining chapter."

"However, when they were on the cliff that was about to fall, someone pushed them and pushed them into the endless abyss."

"And this person, maybe out of the "good intentions" of helping them relieve their financial burden, or maybe he wants to drag the people around him to fall together, coaxing them to exchange their physical resources for money."

"No, it's not the vulgar exchange of money and sex. After all, they are pure and honest college students. It is impossible for them to be other people's mistresses and mistresses. This greatly exceeds their bottom line."

"However, it seems that it is much more acceptable to donate a small egg to help infertile couples and relieve their own financial pressure. However, the person who tricked them into buying and selling eggs is probably saying that Donating eggs is like donating sperm. It’s just a little masturbation, but it will never explain that this is equivalent to a very risky internal surgery. In addition, using hormones to ripen eggs is still a very dangerous thing. Moreover, the hygienic conditions of the medical equipment used in those black clinics are probably very suspicious, and the disinfection and sterilization, including the professional quality of the medical staff, may not be up to standard."

"Aside from these, the last straw that destroyed Wei Zimeng, apart from the betrayal of his lover and the increasingly heavy burden of loan sharks, there are probably people close to him who spared no effort to persuade him to donate his internal organs to pay off the debt." Diao Shuzhen He breathed out lightly, as if letting go of the mystery stuck in his heart, he felt a lot more relaxed.The water vapor condensed into a thick mist under the dim streetlights, and a thin layer of mist filled the amber eyes.Song Yucheng held Diao Shuzhen's hand tightly, feeling cold to the touch, so he put her hand into the pocket of his plush jacket.

"You think Feng Liandi tricked Shen Xinyue and Wei Zimeng into buying and selling eggs." Song Yucheng rubbed his hand in his pocket until it became slightly warm, and pondered, "Could it be that Guanxin English is not only an MLM organization, but also an individual Is it a body organ trading organization?"

"It's very possible." Diao Shuzhen's cold heart also warmed up. She clenched Song Yucheng's hand behind her back, "Not to mention that there are structural similarities between the two organizations. MLM organizations also have filth. The phenomenon of illegally detaining those who renege is simply a breeding ground for human organ trading organizations."

"A human organ trading organization generally has a third line responsible for introducing donors, a second line of thugs responsible for monitoring, and donors who are voluntary or tricked. They often communicate with each other in a single line, so it is difficult to catch the really critical ones. The same is true for MLM organizations." Diao Shuzhen couldn't help but clenched Song Yucheng's hand, half fearful and half admiring, "What a delicate design."

"How did you find out—" Song Yucheng frowned slightly, and asked in doubt, "Just because you met Feng Liandi?"

"With my eyes." Diao Shuzhen looked up at the sky, and his eyes seemed to be filled with sorrow and pity. "Feng Liandi is thin and thin, with a yellowish complexion, and the thickness of subcutaneous fat is extremely thin. From a medical point of view, this is a typical nutrition." Bad. And people with this kind of disease, unless they suffer from special diseases, will never have such a big belly. And I secretly pressed her pulse when I was in contact with her wrist. , it is definitely a sign of pregnancy. Judging from the height of the bottom of the uterus, it must be at least four or five months."

"I guess she may have become a surrogate herself." Diao Shuzhen's eyes flashed coldly, "As for the relationship between her death and Wei Zimeng and Shen Xinyue's death - I searched all their mobile phones, except for Li Rou'er Other than the informant, I didn't find anything else. Judging from the social relationship of the two of them, basically they won't have any intersection with Li Rou'er."

"So, people from that organization are hiding in the school, waiting for the opportunity?" Song Yucheng nodded, "According to what you said, there is a high probability that it is Feng Liandi."

A strange doubt flashed in Diao Shuzhen's mind, and before she could see it clearly, it disappeared.

"Well, I'm just speculating." Diao Shuzhen was in a daze for a moment, and frowned, "I can only try my luck. If there is evidence—"

"I will apply to the school's physical examination room for the blood samples collected during the physical examinations of Feng Liandi and Shen Xinyue earlier this year." As if understanding Diao Shu's true thoughts, Song Yucheng interfaced tacitly.

"Probably not such a coincidence... Diao Shuzhen smiled wryly, "I can only try my luck and see if a blind cat meets a dead mouse. "

"Let's go, don't think about it so much, go back and make supper for Yaya." Song Yucheng pointed to the satchel on his shoulder. What seemed to be a bag of liquid was dangling inside, and there seemed to be a small cracking sound of ice cubes rubbing against each other. .

"Wow, what a good thing?" Diao Shuzhen's eyes lit up suddenly, and she was about to pull the bag on Song Yucheng's shoulder, but was caught by the wrist, "Hey, can't our detective Diao Da detect what's inside? "

Diao Shuzhen took a deep breath seriously, his face collapsed, and he said shamelessly, "It must be the most delicious food in the world."

"You, you." Song Yucheng stretched out his hand to scratch her little nose that was red from the cold, and said narrowly, "You don't have a good nose yet, it's sweet wine. It's best to drink some wine to warm up in this weather yes."

"That guy is very sensitive to food, like a puppy." Diao Shu really looked like a child who had failed in his favor, angrily said, "She dug out all the snacks in the corners of our house and ate them."

"Well, so I found a special education school for her. Apart from the necessary cultural courses, the main purpose is to learn cooking skills, so that she can have a skill to make a living in the future." Song Yucheng touched Diao Shuzhen's head and said dotingly , "It will be fine for us to squeeze into that big bed in the future."

Diao Shuzhen: No, that’s not right—have I been single for a long time, and I look pretty even on a piece of ice?

Although the weather is cold, but holding the warm and delicate palm of the person you love in your hand, there is a child at home who is looking forward to having supper with you when you come home. This world is bustling and lively, and if there is a lamp in thousands of families, it belongs to me.

Diao and Song opened the door, and Yaya came over when she heard the movement, her eyes were shining, like a puppy that had just been weaned.Diao Shuzhen laughed, and was about to touch Yaya's head, but Yaya turned her head away, the corners of her mouth curled down, her brows furrowed, and she hurriedly shrank behind Song Yucheng with a look of disgust.

"Yaya, what's the matter today?" Song Yucheng wondered, and curiously came over to sniff Diao Shuzhen's neck, but only smelled the orchid fragrance on his body, "It's nothing strange."

"Wait." Something exploded in Diao Shuzhen's mind. Without even changing her shoes, she hurried into the room, took out a photo of the four people in the dormitory from the drawer, and pointed at Feng Liandi. Ask, "Yaya, have you seen this person?"

The author has something to say: I’m sorry, I’m going to disappoint everyone. This book, with my current level, may only be able to end temporarily like this. I’m not sure when the complete plot will be completed, maybe soon, Maybe a long time.I have no intention of finding reasons to justify myself. I can only regretfully admit that the original idea and plan cannot be completed with my current time, energy and writing level.Thanks to my friends who accompanied me here.

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