[Zhongyingmei] The heroine is suspected of being a psychic

Sherlock and Zhang Yu walked around the ball, handsome men and beautiful women, talking and laughing, looking very harmonious.

Professor Oliver, who was rejected, leaned on the seat where Zhang Yu was sitting just now, staring at the ground with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.Occasionally, one or two women who are confident in their beauty come up to chat, but they don't get the enthusiastic response they expected.

Originally thought that Zhang Yu was very self-aware, and the group of nympho passers-by who walked away by herself became more and more disgusted with her.

That woman in the black dress had upset their best Oliver!What a heinous crime!

Women's jealousy is a terrible thing. For something they like, they learn to lie, learn to use words to seduce bystanders, and learn how to hurt others.

Zhang Yu never imagined that not long after she and Sherlock separated, she encountered campus bullying that she had never seen before.

Several beautifully dressed girls surrounded Zhang Yu and blocked him in a corner near the stairs.They didn't care at all whether there was surveillance above, nor did they care about the onlookers around.Maybe they get more excited when they know they are in the public eye.

A woman with red wavy hair in a goose-yellow knee skirt seemed to be their organizer, her disdainful eyes swept over Zhang Yu's face, and stayed on the mask that barely covered her face, the abuse in her mouth made everyone Everyone who heard it was shocked.

"Shameless bitch, are you relying on this half-covered mask and seemingly innocent temperament to seduce my Oliver? I don't know how many times I slept before I can afford the clothes on you. The prostitute is also worthy Here for the dance! Maybe you need me to introduce you to a guy who likes to play a lot of tricks to satisfy you."

As soon as Zhang Yu heard this long sentence, Zhang Yu's face immediately sank: "Miss, I remember that in the UK, defamation is applicable to criminal punishment. I don't know what you said just now is enough to get you in prison How many years will you stay here?"

As soon as they heard the word slander, the booing around immediately stopped.They don't want their reputation to be damaged because of a momentary excitement.As for the woman who spoke out loud just now, everyone ignored her as if nothing had happened.

It's just that this bad-tempered person didn't realize his mistake, and continued to curse at Zhang Yu: "Fuckyou! How dare you threaten me? Do you know who I am? Be careful when you go out in the future, if such a perfect body is rare One or two parts, it’s not worth it!”

"Oh? Up to you! But you have to live through tonight, don't you?"

Zhang Yu was so angry that she wanted to swear, but her little upbringing stopped her from swearing at someone classic.However, Zhang Yu, who had been tense since he came in, still swore unceremoniously.

No matter when that subordinate plans to kill or whom, it's no wonder that this woman can survive tonight in the terrifying world of Shenxia with her temper!Zhang Yu said this curse quite confidently.

The crowd dispersed, and Zhang Yu, who was arguing with others in public, didn't want to bother about anything, and honestly found a place to sit and eat and drink.

As time passed, Zhang Yu felt his belly swell, so he inquired with the waiter not far away, and went to the toilet near the back.

When he came out to wash his hands, Zhang Yu listened to the sound of running water, and his irritability slowly settled down, and he couldn't help but sneered.

I must have been hit by a Gu just now, otherwise why am I so impatient?I just made this mess at the ball, and I don't know if I will startle the snake, so that the target person who is still in the lead will retract the tentacles of temptation.

The moment she lowered her head to laugh at herself, a dark shadow appeared at the door of the women's bathroom.

With sculptural facial features, dazzling looks, and slightly elegant and weak temperament, it is impressively Oliver who was rejected by Zhang Yu before.At this time, apart from his appearance, he feels completely different from the professor he met before.

Bloodthirsty and burning desire flashed in the emerald green eyes, and the thin lips were slightly raised, revealing a burst of evil.The soft hair that had been let down was lifted up at some point, revealing a delicate forehead.In terms of matching, the skin became fairer when walking under the light and the blood vessels on the arms were faintly attached. This style of dress was exactly the same as those legendary vampires.

As soon as Zhang Yu looked up and turned around, he saw such a different Oliver, and his heart tightened suddenly.

The overly sensitive nerves were screaming "Danger! Run!", but she stood still, and even thought about how to speak later.

If it was Sherlock who was facing Oliver now, he would probably rush over to make gestures with him, and compare his IQ by the way.If it was John who was facing Oliver now, he would probably be able to rely on his good physique trained in the army to sneak attack and run away.Only Zhang Yu, as a weak female Zhang Yu, can hardly do anything.

To save himself, Zhang Yu quickly looked at the surrounding walls and passages, well, this is the only exit, and he cannot escape.Then there is only a stalemate.

Zhang Yu forced a smile, and asked curiously: "Hi Oliver, what are you doing standing at the door of the women's toilet? Are you the legendary voyeur?"

The innocuous joke did not amuse Oliver. On the contrary, the dark light in his eyes became deeper and darker, and his temperament became darker. Just looking at this person, Zhang Yu felt faint fear.

This man must have killed many people before.This man is a butcher who looks like an artist.

Zhang Yu continued to chat with the silent Oliver, racking his brains but couldn't figure out what this person wanted to do.

Is he trying to kill me here?

As soon as this idea came out, Zhang Yu couldn't help trembling for a while.She looked up at the man in front of her. Although she still didn't believe it, she didn't dare to take any risks.

"If you're okay, I'll go first. Goodbye, Oliver."

After saying goodbye in a hurry, Zhang Yu walked towards the direction he came from, pretending that he couldn't sense the dark light in the man's eyes behind him.

Seeing the figure of the woman he wanted disappear in the corridor, Oliver chuckled lightly, and murmured: "My black swan, you will be my best collection, don't go too hastily..."

As mentioned before, the venue for the ball is the new building of the Courtauld Institute of Art, and many things inside are brand new.And brand new buildings, in the eyes of ordinary people, usually mean adventure and curiosity.

Zhang Yu's memory is good, but it's the first time she came here to wander around, and she is not familiar with the internal structure of this building at all.In addition, a lot of wonderful visual art was used in the design and manufacture of this building. The passages inside are intricate. Zhang Yu, who hurried out of the toilet without carefully watching the road, was quickly lost in this huge castle. Where did I go.

The sound insulation effect of this castle seems to be not so good. Zhang Yu felt that he hadn't walked for long, and the noise of the ball on the first floor had gradually disappeared.

In the quiet corridor, the wall lamps were dimly lit, as if there was no end.There is a red door to the room not far away, and of course, none of the doors are open.

The sound of "click" high-heeled shoes echoed in the corridor, and the monotonous and boring rhythm quickly made people tired, but if you stopped, there would be no sound at all around. It came from the kingdom of heaven, carrying a permeating breath in the ethereal.

It was so quiet here that there was only Zhang Yu's own breathing.

She raised her neck to look at the ceiling, but only found a trace in the dark corner of the wall.

The experience of writing mystery novels for many years and the psychic medium that comes with her after time travel told her that it is not suitable to make loud noises or run around.The door-to-door killing in the game may also exist in reality.

Fortunately, although she is wearing a long skirt that is close-fitting, the designer has thoughtfully sewn a small pocket near the waist, which is specially used for carrying mobile phones by the prom celebrities.

She reluctantly took out her new mobile phone from her pocket, turned on the screen, and tried to contact either Sherlock or John, but, full of expectations, she was shocked to find that her mobile phone signal was zero.

Someone turned on the mobile phone signal blocking system, this is terrible news!

The signal was not good, so Zhang Yu switched to Bluetooth. Unfortunately, she and Sherlock were too far away to match at all.Feeling a little lost, she had no choice but to put the phone back where it was, and walked cautiously in the direction of the sound.

Man is a social animal.Zhang Yu feels that only in the crowd can people feel safe.Loneliness is either dead or dead.

Walking, Zhang Yu came to the door of a door unknowingly. Before she could take another step, a lot of red liquid suddenly appeared from the crack of the closed door.Maybe it was blood, maybe it was something else.

Zhang Yu bent down, his nose moved slightly, and he smelled a bloody smell that was not very pungent.

The red one is indeed blood, but it is processed blood, not fresh blood from the human body.

Maybe it's someone else's prank?Zhang Yu lowered his head and thought for a while, then took out his phone and took a few photos.Fortunately, the Sherlock Holmes family has money and is willing to use good things for their subordinates. Zhang Yu's mobile phone has a high pixel resolution, which is enough to preserve the rather weird scene in front of him.After she planned to reunite with Sherlock, she asked him to take a good look at these photos to see if he could find something.

However, maybe because he didn't see the corpse directly, or maybe because the owner of the blood hadn't died yet, Zhang Yu didn't see a white mist and then fell into the replay of the death scene like the previous few times.

Carefully avoiding the gradually spreading blood, Zhang Yu continued walking forward with a heavy heart.

Going forward, there is another fork in the road.

Zhang Yu had already passed several such corridor intersections just now, and he didn't stop moving forward. However, this time, Zhang Yu hesitated for a while.The reason for the hesitation was also very simple. It was because she found that, more than ten meters away from a fork in the road, the door of a room was half open, and there were faint voices of people speaking inside.

Zhang Yu, who not only brought his mobile phone with him, but also the gun Sherlock gave him, has a little more confidence than ordinary people in the face of unknown dangers.

The author has something to say: there is only one person in the dormitory, the basket, the more I write this chapter, the more afraid I get QAQ

It’s too substituting [shivering]