Quick Pass: Raiders That Man

At nine o'clock, it was already dark outside.

Feng Yun felt that it was almost done, picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the chair, and walked outside. The colleagues who worked overtime because of the murder all looked at him.

"Captain, where are you going?"

"School, I'll go check it out again." Feng Yun didn't turn his head back, and when he reached the door, he raised his phone again, "By the way, I've worked hard overtime, and I ordered fried chicken and hamburgers, as well as drinks for you, don't give them to me. I eat the rest."

"Oh—long live the captain!"

In this mission world, the only thing to be happy about is that you have a lot of balance on your phone, you have a car and a house, anyway, you will leave after a hundred days, and you can finally try spending money casually.

It was already half an hour after driving to the school, Feng Yun showed his police officer ID.

Director Zhou should have greeted the guard, and Feng Yun drove into the school easily.

No students near the crime scene dared to walk here again. The street lamps were pale yellow, barely enough to illuminate a small open space in front of them.

Even if there is no crime scene, the surrounding area is quite gloomy.

Feng Yun was thinking while driving, and then he glanced casually, and saw a person sitting on a bench not far away, illuminated by a street lamp.

Emotional, pretending to be deep at the scene of the crime?

He parked the car nearby and walked to the side of the boy who lowered his head in thought and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hello, policeman." Feng Yun took out his police officer ID, but the other party didn't look up.

"Hey, kid, don't pretend to be deep here." Feng Yun stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, but in the end his hand went straight through.

The boy finally raised his head slowly.

He was wearing a white short-sleeved crew neck with a red string tied around his neck, baggy black knee-length shorts, white sneakers and white socks.

Very ordinary, very casual collocation, such a collocation can be seen almost everywhere in college.

But even if everyone was wearing the same clothes, he would still stand out.

Because he was good-looking, his facial features were exquisite, and there was a small tear mole in the corner of his eye.

Although this face is continuously dropping pieces of meat.Yes, like being cut off piece by piece with a table knife, gradually revealing the bloody inside, revealing the outline of the muscles and exposing the bones.

Soon, red flowers bloomed on his pure white clothes.

It's getting colder around, it's obviously a midsummer night, but it's so cold that people can breathe out the chill.

Feng Yun looked at the expressionless boy without blinking.

At this moment, half of his face has turned into a skeleton, while the other half remains like a rose, composed of layers of fleshy petals.

"It hurts so much..." The boy's voice was cold and unwavering.

Feng Yun knew that this was the original owner of the corpse, that evil spirit with deep grievances.

He stretched out his hand, even though he knew that what he touched would only be void, he still stretched out his hand and placed it gently next to the boy's cheek that had turned into bones.

"It hurts when you get hurt, no matter how small the wound is."

"It hurts..." The boy still only said this sentence, but this time his voice was louder and sharper.

His eyes looked at Feng Yun, and gradually became tinged with madness.

"I'm in so much pain." With blood and tears streaming down his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hands, pinched Feng Yun's neck, and pinned him to the ground.

"It hurts so much! It hurts so much——" The wind blew violently around, and even the surrounding buildings seemed to melt into the wind, making it hard to see clearly.

Feng Yun's inability to catch the other party meant that he had nothing to do with this situation.

The neck was tightly strangled by a pair of icy hands, the oxygen in the lungs was about to run out, and Feng Yun's face turned red.

He was frantically thinking about what he could do now to remedy the situation. With the last bit of strength, he said, "Murderer... murderer."

"Uh..." The hand on the neck was still exerting force, but Feng Yun saw a strange light in the other party's eyes.

"Murderer, I can...help you."

"Murderer..." The boy repeated these two words, loosening his hands slightly, Feng Yun immediately coughed and panted heavily.

"Who is the murderer?" The boy tilted his head.

Although his face at the moment was horrifying, Feng Yun still didn't think it was scary.

In other words, from the first moment he saw the boy raised his head, he knew that he had solved the case.

Of course, Feng Yun has neither necrophilia nor self-abuse tendencies, but the other party's appearance is completely nailed to his aesthetics.Especially... He always felt that the other party was very familiar.

He felt that he should kiss the tear mole, maybe he could think of something, but in the current state of the other party, he could only kiss a cloud of air.

"I don't know who the murderer is for now, but don't you remember?" Feng Yun asked.

"Who is the murderer?" The boy repeated.

"Well, we want to find the murderer. You are the victim. Do you remember what happened when the crime happened?" Feng Yun said patiently.

The boy was silent for a long time, and then grabbed Feng Yun's neck again, "Who is the murderer?"

This feeling of being helpless to resist is too bad.

Feng Yun felt unable to breathe again, and he put his hands on his neck as well.

He could clearly feel the indentation of ten fingers on his neck, but he couldn't touch him.

Damn, you can't be so passive, think about what ghosts are afraid of?

Children, children pee?Fuck, I don't feel it at this time.

Does boy's blood work?

Feng Yun acted like a live horse doctor, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed it on the face of the evil spirit in front of him.

As a result, the latter was only stunned for a moment, and then pinched more fiercely. ?

Is it because boy's blood doesn't work?

Feng Yun's heart collapsed, I never had sex with anyone, why did this happen?Sure enough, superstition is false and unreliable, what about the blood of a boy.

Fortunately, he hadn't tried boy urine just now, otherwise, if the other party thought he was scared to pee, his perfect image would collapse!

Feng Yun was thinking wildly, while continuing to try to establish communication with the other party, "You, if you strangle, strangle me, then, no one will help you find the murderer."

He didn't believe that such a grudge-ridden ghost would not persist in finding the murderer.

Sure enough, when he heard that he was looking for the murderer, his extremely cold hand slowly relaxed a little.

"Looking for... the murderer?" The boy was taken aback for a second, and his rationality, surrounded by countless negative emotions, gradually recovered a bit. He still said expressionlessly, "You help me?"

"I'll help you!" Feng Yun looked at him solemnly, "Trust me..."