With the administrator's permission, I was allowed to follow Faniel into her room and help her pack her belongings and things.

When I entered the building, I found that it was no different.

The building is an old building, very old and sturdy. In addition, there is no legend, in the movie, in the small movie, the girls walking around the building in small bikies.

Very formal, slightly strong academic atmosphere, in addition to a strong sense of individuality, different posters are posted on different doors.

Fanny's room is on the third floor in room 307.

The room was a standard twin room and she had a roommate. I didn't come back yet, but the aunt of the dormitory administrator opened the door, handed the key to Faniel, and then turned around, looked at me suspiciously, and turned away.

On both sides of the room, there is a bed on one side, which is very large.

The bed on one side was empty, and there were obvious poster marks on the wall.

The room is equipped with a writing desk, a bathroom, and other living facilities, and a telephone.

Clearing the gap, I glanced at the bed next door.

I rubbed it, that messy, that uninhibited.

Brother really can't express it in words.

But messy or uninhibited, this strange girl, you won't crumple the underwear you wear and stuff it under the bed.

It was a big brown paper bag.

The open mouth of the bag reveals the Victoria's secret buried inside.

I'll take a closer look.

Oh no, sell cakes! This is by no means Victoria's secret, this is the secret of the primeval foresters!

That pair of Mimi clothes is too big!

How big it is, I won't exaggerate, enough to take my ass balls.

What kind of existence is this?

I had a lingering palpitation, and I helped little Fanniel clean up. Then Faniel, sitting on the bed with her buttocks, took out her mobile phone with her hand, aimed it at her face, posed for a shape, clicked and slapped a big head sticker, and when she was done, she decisively tweeted and annotated, little lady, I am back again!

I sat shoulder to shoulder with Fanny, looked down and saw that she had tweeted, and then Nizi threw her phone on the bed, looked at me half-dead and said, "J, my nightmare is about to begin." ”

I was about to persuade her.

It was cold, and the sound of heavy objects running outside the door was heard.

Then, there was a knock at the door.

Bang, the door opens.

A big man, he hurriedly entered the house, saw us, and raised his mouth: "Hahaha, I'm sorry to disturb you!" Do I need to leave? ”

I looked up and looked straight in the eye.

This product initially gave people a feeling or something, like a man, but this thing is really not a man, pure, really not, she is a woman!

But how could she be so heroic?

Tall body, tiger back and bear waist, and, on the bare legs, there is a big golden retriever that has not been cleaned!

As for the facial features, she is a girl, but she is extremely rude, uninhibited, and artistic......

Well, a person looks like Van Gogh, Picasso, and art, what is that like?

Everyone makes up for it on their own.

Of course, these are not the point, the focus is on the chest.

I only glanced at it, and I concluded that her Mimi clothes need to be customized!

Properly! Custom-made!

Well, that's what this sister looks like.

But as the saying goes, people should not be disfigured, and sea water should not be measured in bowls.

I guess there must be something special about the girl, otherwise, it would be impossible to squeeze into the top three universities in Los Angeles.

Little Faniel obviously knew her sister-in-law, and when she came in, Faniel's nose wrinkled, and she said angrily, "Emily, I know it's you." As soon as I saw your bed, I knew I wanted to be roommates with you. ”

Emily grinned and came over to little Faniel and said, "Are you all right?" ”

Little Fanny leaned back, fell on the bed and said, "Good uncle! However, I don't have much interest in wine now, but it's just annoying to watch our classmates! ”

Emily advised: "Actually, they are very cute, you are not here, and you are still tweeting love wishes, don't you see?" ”

Little Fanny: "No, I'll see it later." ”

The two girls chatted with each other for a while, and Emily glanced at me, smiled and said, "Little Fanny, have you found a partner?" ”

Fanny's eyes rolled, eccentric, spirited, sat up from the bed, put her arms around me affectionately, and said, "My boyfriend, a mysterious magician from the East, how is it, it's good enough!" ”

Emily pouted: "It's just a little cold." ”

Little Fanniel gritted her teeth: "Believe it or not, I broke your head in the middle of the night with a wine bottle." ”

Emily stuck out her tongue and said sorry.

Faniel looked a little proud, put her arm around me and said, "He's the most handsome man I've ever met." ”

I sweat ......

I did this job, and I was by my boyfriend again.

Emily squeezed her eyes at Faniel, and then whispered, "Little Faniel, do you want the eldest sister to move you around?" Do you want? ”

Little Fennier blushed: "Die, people just fell in love, not to that point." ”

Your sister, pretend to be the real thing.

Actually, I know very well what Fannelle is thinking, she is 40% like, 60% good-looking. I think I'm mysterious, fancy enough to be able to show my hands.

This, girl, brother understands.

After a few words, I took out the fruit machine that Li Xue bought for me, remembered Little Fanny's mobile phone number, added her little Twitter, and then waved goodbye to Emily. Dodge, escape.

I walked around the college campus in a low-key manner, thinking deeply about what happened to Mr. Jason. In addition, the black girl, I haven't believed it for three days, where did this girl go?

It's useless to think too much, so let's go back to our lodgings first.

When I came to the apartment building, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

When I got to the building, I familiarized myself with the environment, and then went downstairs and dealt with a bite of sandwich bread on the side of the street.

Then, go back to the apartment, go to bed, and die.

After that, for three days, the waves were not alarmed.

Every day, I accompany little Fannelle from one classroom to another, and then study American history, law, and social psychology with her...... And many more.

Here, I would like to mention that Faniel studied law.

For some reason, whenever I think of little Fanny's appearance and her subject, I think of a lawyer girl who looks up in the courtroom and drinks a big sip of vodka. Then the girl slammed her arm and smashed the judge's face directly with a wine bottle, and at the end, she didn't forget to add: "Get out!" ”

Within three days, I knew from chatting with little Fanniel that a storm was brewing in my sister.

Because, when Fanielle came back that day, she fell on the bed and said, 'Little lady, I'm back'. There was a person who left her a message, bitch, why didn't you fucking uncle!

Little Faniel is going to find out the person who left her a message, and then teach her a lesson.

At present, Fanielle has contacted the hero Emily and a group of die-hard fans.

My persuasion was ineffective.

I had to say that I would pay close attention to the development of this incident.

On the evening of the fourth day, I came out of school as usual, and was about to go back to my apartment.

Suddenly, the phone vibrate.

When I picked it up, it was a text message.

The content is simple; "Help me, I'm trapped."

I took my phone and looked at this text message, and then I suddenly remembered.

There is also a female FBI agent with the glorious mission of saving the world, and she has never heard from me.

It's been almost a little over a week.

Black girl Janet, no news. Today, why did you suddenly send such a short message?

I thought for a moment: "Where are you, who imprisoned you?" “

Text back, go upstairs, open the door, and enter the house.

The text message is here again.

"It's not captivity, I'm lost, I'm in the underground pipes of the university, lost."

I'm dizzy!

Mighty brunette, how can you get lost?

After biting it down and thinking about it, I took my phone and called her.

As soon as it sounded, it was answered.

"Hey, Mr. Ji, I'm lost, my phone is going to run out of battery, I don't know where it is......"

The black girl told me in a short tone that two days ago, she finally found an opportunity to enter the university's underground pipe system to check.

But after two turns inside, she couldn't turn out.

I asked urgently, "Where did you get in from?" ”

Black girl: "Library, there is a power distribution room next to it, the door is open, and there is a small door leading to the underground pipe. ”

I said, "How long have you been gone?" ”

Doodle......

It's over there.

I'll fight again.

Be obstructed.

I guess the phone battery ran out of power, and then, it ran out of battery.

Anyway, most of the reason why the black girl was trapped this time is me.

Now that I've begged for it, what do you say no, save people!

You can't call the police for this, you can only, at night, sneak in, and then sneak into the underground pipeline line to find the trapped black girl.

I raised my wrist and looked at the table below.

I had enough time, went downstairs, dealt with the stutterer first, and then said a few words to the owner of the fast food restaurant, and asked that there was a big supermarket not far away.

Go to the supermarket, buy two flashlights, food in a hurry, water N bottles.

After purchasing the corresponding supplies, I slipped into the campus as soon as it was dark.

In college, there are several libraries, and I don't know which one the black girl is referring to. I didn't have a trick, so I pretended to hold three books and wandered from library to library.

It took a long time.

Looked for one after another.

The university is huge......

Finally, next to the restroom of the third library, I saw an unlocked electrician's room.

The small room is not big, and it is estimated that there are some switches in it.

I went in, peeked out, saw that no one was following, turned around, and checked the details in the electrician's room.

Inside the house, the walls are covered with countless switches. In the northeast corner of the house, there is a small staircase going down, and five steps down the staircase is a small iron door.

Iron gates......

Uh, how did this cargo close?

I approached, looked closer, and breathed a sigh of relief. The lock of the iron door is a bolt type, and it is currently bolted, but the lock is not there.

I pulled the bolt and peeked inside.

The passage space is not small, enough for two people to walk side by side in it. And overhead, there are rows of pipelines, all kinds of ......

I looked around, and was about to go inside.

Suddenly, the door of the distribution room creaked open.

Speed!

I swooped and flashed into the underpass.