Su Huan's hand stopped in mid-air, he thought he had misheard, turned his head, and looked at Mo Cong with frowning eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?"

Mo Cong shook his head, walked to Su Huan's side, and raised the corners of his mouth to look at the person on the bed.

"Call the police!"

Su Huan suddenly felt that the Mo Cong in front of him was weird, and it didn't seem to be the same as the Mo Cong he saw yesterday, Mo Cong's eyes were deep at this time, and he didn't have the weak appearance he had before, not only that, but there was also an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you...... Mo Cong?"

Mo Cong glared at Su Huan, and then roared.

"Can't you understand me?

Su Huan was yelled at by him, and immediately took out his mobile phone to call the police.

Mo Cong bent down and put his hand under the nose of the person on the bed, and sure enough, he had already lost his breath.

Then he walked up to another person and repeated the action.

"Su Huan, you go to the girls' dormitory and ask, which dormitory the other two absent girls belong to, maybe they also have an accident!"

Su Huan hung up the phone and immediately did so, while running towards the girls' dormitory, still muttering in his heart, he didn't expect that Mo Cong actually had this kind of personality.

Soon, there was a commotion in the girls' dormitory.

While Su Huan went out, Mo Cong checked the corpse.

When he returned to dormitory 108 again, there was an extra person behind Su Huan.

The girl with a ponytail followed Su Huan into the boys' dormitory tremblingly, and then looked at the bed.

"When I went to the girls' dormitory, there was still one in their dormitory who didn't get up, called Jiang Rou!"

Jiang Rou walked up to Mo Cong and looked at him curiously.

"Are the two of them alright?"

Mo asked from looking directly at Jiang Rou with an expressionless face.

Jiang Rou was stunned for a moment, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and she shook her head.

"I've checked, it's out of gas!"

Mo Cong frowned and looked at Jiang Rou, although when she came in just now, Jiang Rou looked soft and weak, but when she mentioned that there were dead people in the dormitory, she didn't seem to be afraid at all.

The biggest problem now was Su Huan, who looked at the two abnormal people in front of him and felt a chill down his spine.

"I said you two, who the hell are you! My classmate died in the dormitory, what are you two ...... Aren't you afraid?"

Mo Cong and Jiang Rou looked at Su Huan, Su Huan's face turned pale, and he took a step back.

"When will the patrol arrive?"

Mo never answered his question, and asked lightly.

Su Huan pursed his lips and replied.

"About fifteen minutes!"

Mo Cong turned around and walked to the window of the dormitory, the dormitory is on the first floor, and there are screens, but the strange thing is that the screens of the 108 dormitory are also open!

Thinking of the figure last night, Mo Cong fell into deep thought, Su Huan and Jiang Rou both stared at him, and neither of them dared to make a sound.

Soon, the task force arrived at the scene.

"Who reported the crime?"

When Su Huan was on the phone, he specially told them not to make a big scene when they came, so as not to scare their classmates, as a student union president, Su Huan handled things very properly.

"It's me!"

The leader of the task force, Yan Jia, glanced at Su Huan and waved his hand at him.

"Let's go record a confession first!"

Su Huan nodded and followed a police officer to the door.

Yan Jia saw Jiang Rou and Mo Cong calling.

"What are you two doing?"

Jiang Rou was startled and said softly.

"I ...... I'm from the girls' dormitory! Two girls from our dormitory are also dead!"

Yan waved his hand helplessly.

"You're going to record a song confession too!"

Jiang Rou nodded hurriedly and walked outside.

Mo Cong, who had been staring out of the window, came back to his senses, turned around, and looked at Yan Jia.

With just one glance, Yan Jia's mouth grew in surprise!

"When did you come back?"

Everyone looked at them, but Mo Cong didn't seem to know Yan Jia, and raised his eyebrows and looked him up and down.

"We know each other?"

Yan Jia, who was asked rhetorically, suddenly realized something, and coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Ahem, what, I'll talk about this later, what are you standing here looking at?"

Mo Cong smiled and paced around the room.

"There are three doubts about this dormitory. First: there is grass outside the dormitory, and there are a lot of mosquitoes at night, but they don't even close the screen window, obviously, before they have time to close the window, they are already dead; second: all the things they used last night are not here, indicating that they went out last night; third, and most importantly, they do not have any external injuries on their bodies, and the time of death should be between 1 and 2 o'clock this morning, this time, most students should have slept, so the murderer must have known that they went out last night, so he will calculate the time to kill them, I think, the murderer, must be in this dormitory building！”

Everyone listened carefully to Mo Cong's words, and after Mo Cong finished speaking, he obviously felt that the temperature of the air had plummeted by a few degrees, and everyone who was watching him gasped.

Especially Su Huan and Jiang Rou, who were standing at the door, were even more surprised and at a loss.

Yan Jia was accustomed to seeing big scenes, and quickly returned to his thoughts and looked at the forensic doctor Qiu Yu who was conducting an autopsy.

Qiu Yu nodded at Yan Jia, then stood up and looked Mo Cong up and down.

"Who the hell are you?"

Mo never answered, but looked at Yan Jia.

Yan Jia hurriedly walked to Qiu Yu's side and muttered a few words in Qiu Yu's ear, Qiu Yu immediately showed an expression of disbelief, and then nodded heavily.

"He's right, the time of death was between 1 and 2 a.m. this morning, it looks like a natural death, there are no obvious wounds on the surface of the body, and I recommend a poison test. ”

After listening to Qiu Yu's report, everyone looked at Mo Cong with appreciation, but Yan Jia still had a serious expression.

"What did you mean when you said that none of the things they use are here?"

Mo Cong walked to a simple table in the dormitory and knocked on the table.

"When I came here last night, they were playing a game!"

Yan looked at him puzzled.

"Play a game?

Mo Cong turned around and said funny.

"Pen Fairy!"

Yan Jia and Qiu Yu's faces immediately had depressed expressions.

"Such an old-fashioned game is still being played?"

Mo never ignored it and continued.

"When they played with the pen fairy last night, there were special drawing papers, special pens, and candles on the table, these things were not in the dormitory, I think if they didn't go out with these things last night, they would have been cleaned up by the murderer!"

Yan Jia stretched out his hand to stop him from continuing.

"No, how can you be sure that they must have been killed, we haven't made a specific verdict yet!"

Mo looked at the door, and a police officer walked in sweating.

"Two people in the girls' dormitory are also dead, plus these two, the four people who played with the pen fairy last night are all together. I don't think they're going to commit suicide en masse, college life has just begun, and I had a brief encounter with these two men last night, and they're not the kind of people who would commit suicide when they encounter small things, is there any other possibility than homicide?"

As soon as Mo Cong's words fell, the panting police officer said to Yan Yan.

"Boss, there are also two dead people in the girls' dormitory, the same as the death of these two people!"

Qiu Yu asked the forensic staff to bring back the two bodies from dormitory 108, and then followed the police to the girls' dormitory.

Yan Jia kept staring at Mo Cong, but he didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for five years, and Mo Cong had grown up on a par with his father.

After a long while, Yan Jia still walked in front of Mo Cong and said.

"On the basis of these points alone, it is assumed that they were killed?"

Mo Cong lowered his head and thought for a moment, then walked to the window again.

"No, maybe there's conclusive evidence, but now I need to confirm it!"