[Soul Soul Floating Life Like a Dream] Snowy Night

When the group of them arrived at Longcheng University, a cordon had already been set up at the entrance of the boys' dormitory.

Zhu Hong and Fu Hongxue showed their IDs, and led Han Chen and Ye Zun into the dormitory building.

The deceased lived in 509, and the door was cordoned off. The deceased was placed on the ground with a deep and thin strangle mark on his neck.

According to the first batch of police officers who entered the scene of the crime, the deceased was found at around eight o'clock in the morning.The three roommates of the deceased took their girlfriends out to sing all night. When they returned to the dormitory early in the morning, they opened the door and saw the deceased hanging on the edge of the upper bunk bed. The three quickly got him down and found that he was dead. The three quickly called the police .

After a team from the Special Investigation Department arrived, they took over the scene, and the other policemen stood guard outside.

"His wrist..." Zhu Hong saw a mark on the deceased's wrist that was obviously whiter than other places. She reached out and was about to pick up the deceased's wrist, but Han Chen grabbed her hand.

Zhu Hong looked at him suspiciously, and saw Han Chen took a pair of medical rubber gloves from his pocket, put them on, and then supported the dead man's wrist.

Zhu Hong curled her lips, took out a black energy detector from her bag, and swiped it at the wrist of the deceased. The red light of the black energy detector immediately flickered.

Zhu Hong: "Sure enough, there is still black energy on the wrist, but very little."

Han Chen got up to ask the police about the situation. At this moment, Ye Zun seemed to have discovered something. He walked along the dormitory to the balcony, and then opened the window.A gust of wind blew in, and a few pieces of paper on the table were blown to the ground.

Han Chen said in a deep voice, "Close the window!"

Ye Zun ignored him, but looked outside, "That man jumped from the balcony."

Zhu Hong: "What?"

Ye Zun pointed to the window frame of the balcony: "There are traces of the touch of black energy here—" Ye Zun said and closed his eyes, the surrounding scenery changed instantly, he saw black mist appear on the window frame, and the mist disappeared again. When it appeared, it was in the flower bed downstairs.

"Let me see." Zhu Hong came over with the black energy detector, and scanned the window frame Ye Zun said, and the black energy detector really flashed a red light.

Ye Zun followed the traces of the black energy and said, "He hasn't left this school yet."

Han Chen came over and asked, "Can you find out where he is?"

Ye Zun opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the playground: "I'll try." After speaking, Ye Zun jumped off while propping himself up on the window.

Han Chen was startled, this is the fifth floor!

Then saw Ye Zun landed steadily, straightened his collar and left.

Han Chen: "..."

A suicide case occurred at Dragon City University, but it did not have much impact on the students. Those who should be in class are still in class, and the students who are involved in this activity are still doing extracurricular activities.

When Ye Zun came to the complex building following the trace of black energy, there were many students gathered under the complex building, each of them seemed to be waiting for something.

Ye Zun walked into the complex building, and there were many students standing in the lobby of the complex building. There were no traces of black energy in the lobby, and there were no earth stars.

And that faint trace of black energy extended along the corridor on the left, Ye Zun walked along the black energy, but was stopped at the entrance of the corridor.

A female staff member in her 30s wearing a white sweater asked, "Student, have you registered yet?"

Ye Zun frowned slightly: "Can't you enter without registration?"

The staff member pointed to the big words "Film "Killer" Audition Office" posted on the wall: "Of course you can't enter here casually. You can see that there are people waiting in line after registering."

A man in a black vest came out and shouted, "Number 34."

The staff picked up the registration book and shouted: "No. 34, Zhang Feifei."

A long-haired girl walked through the crowd and walked into the hallway.

"Come on, classmate, this is a pen. You leave your name and phone number here. Now the number 34 is called, and there will be more than 30 people in the future. It should be your turn in the afternoon." The staff said and handed the pen to Ye Zun .

Ye Zun looked at the registration form and wrote down his name and phone number on it.

"Your name is Ye Zun? This name is really special and cool." The staff member said, "Which academy are you from?"

Ye Zun hooked the corners of his lips, swiped his finger lightly on the registration form, and returned the registration form to the staff: "I am not a student of this school."

"That's why you rushed here when you heard about the news of an audition? I think you're pretty handsome and have a good temperament. You probably have something to play."

As soon as the staff finished speaking, the girl who had just entered ran out with red eyes.

Everyone around looked at the girl.

The man in the black vest came out again: "No. 35."

The woman in charge of the registration picked up the registration form and asked, "What happened to the girl just now?"

"Hey, she was so stupid when the camera was pointed at her, she couldn't say a word, the director asked her to relax, she just suffocated herself and ran away. Hurry up, No. 35."

The staff stroked to number 35 and called out: "No. 35, Ye Zun—huh?" Didn't he just register?

The staff reconfirmed that Ye Zun's name was indeed written in column No. 35.

Ye Zun followed the man in the vest and walked in.

Without using the black vest to lead the way, Ye Zun has already followed the traces of black energy to the audition room.

There are two people sitting in the audition room, neither of them is from Earth, but there are traces left by black energy here - Ye Zun looked at the man with shoulder-length hair sitting on the left, at the man's slightly rolled up cuffs , Ye Zun saw something that could hardly be seen unless he looked carefully. It was a translucent object like flowing water, which was like a dial on the inside of the wrist.

After the deaths of the previous deceased, this thing was missing from their wrists, right?Just as Ye Zun was about to go over to check it out, the black vest brought him to the background cloth and asked him to pose for a few poses to take pictures. After taking two perfunctory photos, Ye Zun walked up to the man and grabbed his left wrist.

His hand touched the water-like dial, and a happy emotion flowed from the inside of his wrist. Ye Zun couldn't help but close his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Sure enough, as he expected, this thing is a container for collecting "happiness". "What are you doing?" The black vest hurried over, "Director Zhou——"

The shawl-haired man called Director Zhou raised his hand to stop the black vest. He watched Ye Zun's actions with interest.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at Director Zhou with burning eyes.

Based on Zhao Yunlan's deduction, Ye Zun felt that since "happiness" can be attached to pills and sold, it should be able to be bought with money.The first few deceased were all ordinary people with obvious economic income, and they were likely to sell their "happiness" for money.But this person in front of me...

Ye Zun looked at his clothes, he didn't seem to be short of money, so why did he put Ye Zun's hands on the table, leaned over to look at him: "You are not short of money."

Director Zhou asked slowly, "So?"

Ye Zun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him. Why would a person who is not short of money sell happiness?Unless, he wants pain, wants death.

Ye Zun let go of his wrist and asked, "Why do you want to die?"

Director Zhou rubbed his wrist, his fingers penetrated the dial-like thing, he said slowly: "I don't want to die, I just want to taste the taste of death."

Sure enough, they are stupid human beings. Some people sell their "happiness" for money, and some people sell their "happiness" in order to taste the taste of death.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Ye Zun's eyes, and he sneered: "You are overestimating yourself, you think—"

"That's the tone! That's the look!" Before Ye Zun finished speaking, Director Zhou stood up excitedly and grabbed his hand, "It's you! The killer K I'm looking for is you!"

Ye Zun was taken aback.

what's the situation?

Ye Zun withdrew his hand from Director Zhou, and was about to question him carefully about the details of betraying "happiness", when the phone rang suddenly, and Ye Zun glanced at the incoming call—"My Little Hongxue".

He pressed the answer button and walked outside while answering.

There was a faint voice of conversation behind him.

"Director Zhou, are you really planning to use this person? It looks weird."

"Weird? Of course it's going to be weird! This is K! It's like the real K who just walked out of the book!"

"..."

Ye Zun came to the window at the end of the corridor to listen to the phone.

Fu Hongxue asked, "Aye, how are you doing? Have you found any clues?"

Ye Zun: "I didn't catch that person, but I found another person with that strange thing on his wrist. That should be the container that collects 'happiness'."

Fu Hongxue: "Where are you?"

As Ye Zun reported the location, Fu Hongxue said, "Wait for me, we'll be right there."

Ye Zun leaned against the window, raised his eyes to look out of the window, and heard footsteps behind him.

When Ye Zun turned around, he saw that director Zhou came out. When he saw Ye Zun, he walked over quickly.

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