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Feng Jiaqi went back to the house she rented with her classmates.

It's weekend time again, and my roommate is in love, and I'm so good with my new boyfriend that I'm inseparable from each other that I haven't come back tonight.

Thinking of the happy look on her classmate's face when she came back every time she went on a date with her boyfriend, Feng Jiaqi frowned slightly, so sour!

Li Rongguang is really a big wood, why don't you know how to take the initiative!

Hum!

This pot of black roses of mine is fully blooming, and yours should be the same, right? I don't know how to grasp such a good opportunity to talk to others, I'm really angry!

Feng Jiaqi put the black rose on the table on the windowsill, thought about it, or decided to take the initiative to call Li Rongguang, and secretly swore in her heart that if Li Rongguang didn't know to take the initiative to find her again, he would definitely ignore it in the future!

When the mobile phone was dialed, Feng Jiaqi thought about how to take the initiative to speak?

Toot toot

There was a long blind tone, and a moment later, the phone was connected, but there was no sound.

"Hello?"

shouted several times in a row, but no one answered.

Feng Jiaqi hung up the call hatefully, a little lost, but also felt relaxed.

She Feng Jiaqi is a person who dares to love and hate, and takes the initiative to give you opportunities, you don't know how to cherish them, and there is no need to care too much about such a person. Li Rongguang didn't take the initiative to call over for a week, whether he was afraid or timid, if a man didn't even have the courage to bear the rejection, then he was enough to disappoint.

Feng Jiaqi lay on the bed and thought about it, and suddenly felt quite funny.

She didn't have much contact with Li Rongguang, and when she was in school, she was only noticed because Li Rongguang had outstanding academic performance and often got scholarships. The two didn't know much about each other, but she had a good impression of him, but she rejected the boys who didn't have good grades and stalked her again and again

Now that I have started to work and have been exposed to more things, I know how simple and ridiculous I am.

I met Li Rongguang suddenly a few days ago, maybe Li Rongguang at that time just politely asked her to play for a day. People who have just joined the work have to deal with a lot of things every day, and their minds are not completely on their feelings. That's why graduation season has become a breakup season for many college students.

Thinking of this, Feng Jiaqi fell asleep with some disappointment and some relief.

She was woken up at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night by the sound of a telephone.

Li Rongguang's call.

Feng Jiaqi connected in a daze, but it was a woman's voice over there: "May I ask if you are Miss Feng Jiaqi, you also have a pot of black roses with special patterns there, right?" ”

Feng Jiaqi suddenly had a bad premonition, because there was still the sound of sirens over there, and there seemed to be the sound of people crying.

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

"I'm Officer No. 323 Yan Lin, your friend Li Rongguang was killed two hours ago, and I'm afraid you'll be in danger now. The reason is the black rose that the two of you have now, you try to be careful now, we will go over" Yan Lin has always been very attentive to her work, obviously she also knows about the black rose, and her tone is extremely serious. The sirens sounded over there, and the atmosphere was depressing.

Feng Jiaqi's mind was in turmoil, and when she got to the back, she didn't know what Yan Lin said, she was just blank, trembling and answering some questions, after the phone hung up, there was no sound in the phone, but she still stuck it to her ear in a daze.

'Roses have thorns! You can't touch that pot of black roses. You'd better lose it within three days, or you'll be in big trouble. ’

These words involuntarily appeared in my mind, and Lu Ming's calm but serious face became clear a few days ago.

It turned out that he wasn't fooling me, what he said was true!

Li Rongguang is dead?

So will it be me next? Is this the big trouble Lu Ming said?

Feng Jiaqi suddenly felt that her body was cold, as if she had fallen into a deep ice cellar all of a sudden. After a while, he suddenly sat up from the bed nervously, and the phone fell out of his hand, but he immediately picked it up, looked at the curtains and closed it, and suddenly turned on the bedside lamp, and the soft light illuminated a space, Feng Jiaqi felt slightly relieved.

turned on her mobile phone and wanted to find Lu Ming's phone number and ask him what was going on, but she hated Lu Ming very much a few days ago, where would she ask her father Feng Yuankun for Lu Ming's mobile phone number? After flipping through the mobile phone address book a few times, I couldn't help but become anxious, and called my father Feng Yuankun before finally asking for Lu Ming's mobile phone number.

Feng Jiaqi couldn't care about Lu Ming's feelings of shame anymore, Lu Ming obviously knew about the Black Rose, and he could only ask him at this time.

"Doodoo sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please dial again later" This prompt seems to be so annoying forever, Feng Jiaqi is so anxious, a pair of beautiful eyes like a crescent moon sweep around the room in horror, it seems that every place is not safe.

From Officer Yan Lin, I knew that Li Rongguang died in the room.

When I called just now, someone over there answered but didn't say a word, was it the murderer who killed Li Rongguang? So, did the killer know my message two hours before the police?

Thinking of this, Feng Jiaqi couldn't help but tremble.

As soon as the fear of the unknown appears in the heart, it will be like an indifferent poisonous snake, it grows wildly, shaking its head and spitting scarlet apricots, as if it will burst out at any time, choose people to eat!

No, it's just a phone call, how can the murderer know where I live?

Struggling frantically in her heart, Feng Jiaqi looked at the door of the room two or three meters away in fear, thinking that heaven and man were fighting, should you leave the room? But what if the killer is waiting outside the door?

It was also the first time that Feng Jiaqi was so eager for the police to arrive early.

Despite the fact that Suhai is a southern city, the nights in November are still cold. Feng Jiaqi couldn't help but wrap the quilt a little tighter.

I don't know how long this torment has passed, maybe it's twenty minutes, maybe it's an hour, the mobile phone next to me suddenly 'ding' ringed, and the voice that suddenly appeared in the quiet night startled Feng Jiaqi, and her good-looking delicate face turned pale, and finally reacted after a while, and quickly connected the phone, inside was the voice of police officer Yan Lin: "We arrived, just outside your door, Miss Feng Jiaqi, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine!"

Feng Jiaqi finally let go of her worries, jumped out of bed and hurriedly ran to open the door.

However, the window was suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind blew the curtain whirring, and then a shadow appeared in front of Feng Jiaqi, just blocking the door.

The bedside lamp had been cut by an inconspicuous cold light the moment she entered, and the room was plunged into total darkness.

The only thing Feng Jiaqi could see was a pair of women's eyes, but with a playful coldness.

She seemed to be born to be a walker in the night, appearing silently in front of her, Feng Jiaqi's whole person almost bumped into her.

A huge panic struck, Feng Jiaqi grew her mouth, but because she was too frightened, she couldn't make a sound for a while.

The flowers of the pot of black roses that Feng Jiaqi put on the windowsill had already fallen on her hand, her eyes playfully looked at Feng Jiaqi's almost fixed general good-looking face, and gently inserted the roses in her hand into Feng Jiaqi's long black hair, and when she raised her hand, she brought a cold cold light.

It was the shadow left by the swift slash of the blade!

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