Chapter 1196: Garbage System, Swallow My Family Property (12)

Then, at first glance, I saw more than ten o'clock.

I saw Su Gui coming back from work.

More than two hours have passed, instead of choosing which station to write and make money, Qiao Mu has recharged 50 yuan of the only remaining more than 100 yuan in his mobile phone.

"Qin Tang, you'll be fine tomorrow.

The manager said you can't take any more leave tomorrow.

Tomorrow the mall will do activities, three days in a row, the manager said, if you ask for leave tomorrow.

He's going to hire again. ”

As soon as she saw Qiao Mu, Su Gui was quite embarrassed and relayed to her what the manager said.

Then he yawned, took his washbasin and facial cleanser, and hurried to the small bathroom in the dormitory to wash.

"Ah, the mall is doing activities?

Forget it, I still haven't got half a month's salary yet, so let's do it for a few more days.

I'll wait until the salary is in hand. ”

Qiao Mu looked at the computer, and thought about the rest of the money in his hand, it was really difficult for a penny to be a hero, and it seemed that he couldn't ask for leave tomorrow.

As for writing, it's half past ten after work every night, and it's eleven o'clock when I'm done washing.

It is certainly impossible to write at night.

Therefore, in the next few days, I can only take time to make an outline during the day, and then wait for the salary of the part-time job to come out and then quit and concentrate on writing.

If you don't have enough money halfway through.

I'm afraid I can only take some extraordinary measures, such as helping others write papers or something, anyway, it's almost graduation season, and she can't write science papers here, but liberal arts papers are not easy to get, not to mention that the price of a perfunctory undergraduate thesis is too high, but there will always be a few hundred dollars, and it is not impossible to encounter a wealthy one, even if it is thousands of dollars a piece.

When you are short of money.

It's also good to write a few copies on an ad hoc basis.

While thinking about this, Qiao Mu quickly turned off the computer, then took the washbasin and other things, quickly washed up with Su Gui, then turned over to the bed, and quickly fell asleep.

And Su Gui and the others discussed with great interest for a while about today's senior sister.

It wasn't until late at night that I fell asleep.

The next day, everything was as usual.

As always, classes and part-time jobs.

The school has not changed because of the death of a student, and everyone is not vigilant because of the death of a person, it is not something that happened to themselves or acquaintances, it can only be regarded as a piece of news, it doesn't matter, everyone will not care too much about a stranger, at most it is to sigh two sentences of untimely death, and then they all go their own way, this is the way of the world.

This is true for everyone, and there is nothing wrong with that.

The only people who really grieve are very close friends, as well as real relatives, and there is no one else, and when people die, the lights go out.

Except that the person who lights the lamp will care.

The people who light it will care.

Everyone else doesn't care.

Oh no, there are still people who care.

The task force is still caring.

And continue to investigate and dissect in depth.

On the third day after the death of the senior sister in Qiao Mu's school, the task force consolidated all the similar cases that had occurred across the country in the past month and made a case analysis.

However, they overlooked a problem.

They only focus on the deceased, but not on the other group, who seem to have nothing to do with the deceased, but they do belong to the same type as the deceased, whose bodies are changing, and whose money is shrinking dramatically.

The two sides are not taken together.

They will only feel confused.

Completely incomprehensible to what is happening.

It wasn't until a week later that the above urging messages were sent down one by one.

They just had a new breakthrough.

That is, Zhang Hui is dead.

That's right, Zhang Hui died, but her luck was a little better, she wasn't found out when she was as stinky as the senior sister, and the next morning after her death, she was discovered by her roommates in the same dormitory, and it also caused a lot of onlookers.

It hasn't decomposed, but a stiff corpse is different from a decomposing corpse.

At the very least, everyone is not too afraid of the corpse that just stiffened and did not become very scary.

Qiao Mu and the others were also in the crowd of onlookers.

This time it's really not that the people in their dormitory are gossiping and curious, mainly because Zhang Hui's dormitory is next to their dormitory, and it's hard to know it, when the hospital doctor didn't come, they had already heard Zhang Hui's roommate's frightened screams, and when they heard their neighbors screaming like this, they would normally go over to see and want to help.

Then they saw Zhang Hui, who had been dead for more than four or five hours, the body had begun to stiffen, and her face had turned blue and white.

And Qiao Mu's heart sank even more.

If she didn't quite understand what the trigger point of the system's death was before, now she can probably understand, even if she hasn't investigated Zhang Hui's bank account now, but according to her estimate, there should be no money in her bank account, and it may even be less than five hundred, and the trigger point of the system's death is likely to be unable to conduct a new round of lottery on her own assets.

The most important thing is that the host of the system itself may not know, because if he knows, with Zhang Hui's family background, it is impossible to let himself have less than 500 yuan left on him.

All in all, these systems are definitely quite rigid primary systems, with no intelligence at all, and at the same time their own logic is problematic.

Anyway, Qiao Mu couldn't figure it out at all.

Why is this system doing this?

What good can a dead man do to it?

If they want the souls of the dead, then they can directly harvest the souls, and there is no need to go around such a big bend to lure consumption.

However, no matter how many doubts Qiao Mu had in his heart at this time, the person who should have come still came, Zhang Hui's body was quickly transported away by the forensic doctor, and all the things left in her dormitory were also sealed in the physical evidence bag and taken away for study.

This time, the task force harvested far more things and information than any other time in the past, and even more than the sum of the previous harvests, and the most they found around the other deceased in the past was nothing more than Bigu Dan and a few potions or minerals whose specific ingredients they could not analyze for the time being.

But this time, they harvested a whole box of pills and various potions, and even a lot of costumes with special effects.

For example, it is fireproof and waterproof, can change colors, invulnerability and change appearance, etc.

In addition, there are also a lot of other gadgets, such as special animal skins, calming grass, and perfumes with a charming flavor, which not only have a lot of harvests, but also have a new breakthrough point.