Her face softened a little, and she shook her head and comforted her with apologies in her eyes at Xu Gin, "It's okay, I just thought of some bad things." ”

Xu Qinjiu was inconvenient to ask anything, she accompanied Qiange for a while, and saw that the sky was also dark. Qiange was worried that it would not be safe for her to go back alone, so she sent her to the door, and saw Xu Gin get into a taxi and leave, so Qiange went back to the villa and confirmed again.

The voice of the number number sounded in Qiange's mind: "Qiange really doesn't have the memory of before."

Liu Bianjiang's words before he died kept lingering in Qiange's ears - there was no real murderer in the Shengyin incident, and the real murderer was not their blood clan, but someone else.

So who is the real murderer?

Is it a coincidence? When Liu Bianjiang was about to tell the real murderer, he suddenly died of poison and died directly.

It can't be such a coincidence.

Light Song's eyes gradually became solemn.

And the original owner woke up and became a blood clan in a daze, she always felt that there was a fog in front of her, and she had to find a way to dispel this fog.

Qiange didn't sleep all night, and hurried back to school the next day. She was going to go to the scene of the crime again, the back garden where the student council had been killed during their night patrol.

The shallow song is a matter of the blood clan, and it has been thoroughly spread throughout the school.

Song Shuhan had already announced the truth to the public when Qiange broke out of the confinement house yesterday, and he also returned his innocence to Qiange.

But when everyone saw that Qiange had experienced this turmoil and reappeared on campus, they couldn't help but whisper. At the same time, she is also afraid of her blood identity, of course, more disgusted and malicious like a rat crossing the street.

For their undisguised malice, Qiange didn't take it to heart. She put her schoolbag on the seat and indifferently swept over the crowd of people who were staring at her, covering their mouths and whispering together, discussing nothing more than the blood clan.

I thought of the peace treaty that Liu Bianjiang mentioned to him, as well as the hidden head and tail of the blood clan. Qiange only felt that it was extremely ironic, and the stinging words circled around the tip of his tongue, but in the end he still didn't speak.

The number number could sense that the young lady was not in a good mood, and he was also a little indignant. But seeing that Qiange didn't say anything, the temper that usually couldn't stand half of the grievances was not a little more restrained.

The number can only converge with it.

However, he was still a little angry, and in the end, he made a ding dong and directly sent a main quest: the queen of the blood clan.

A dingdong sounded in her mind, and she looked at the four big characters of the blood queen floating on the electronic screen, as well as the number number instigating a personal vendetta in her ear.

The corners of her mouth went up, "It's a good idea." ”

It's you, the number.

The main quest is issued, and the light song has a reason to announce his personal vendetta.

She put her bag down, left her seat, and didn't care about any of the classes. Let's go to the crime scene first and see if we can find any clues.

There is a high cordon in the back garden, and the bright colors come into view, and the light song eyes are gradually heavy.

This point has not yet been held, and the school is overcrowded. Outside the cordon, there was a group of boys and girls dressed in British aristocratic uniforms, as if they had guessed that she would come, and stopped Qiange from letting her in.

"The person was brutally killed by your blood clan, and now you still have the face?" The tall girl led a group of small followers behind her, she flirted back and looked at Qiange with unkind eyes.

The eldest sister spoke, and the little followers behind her echoed one after another: "I really don't know why the school hasn't expelled your blood clan yet!" Keep you as a scourge! I don't know how many innocent people will be killed at your hands in the future. ”

"That's it, the blood clan should get out of the holy sound!"

"Disgusting! The Bloodline shouldn't have survived......"

The brightly dressed boys and girls raised their slightly immature faces, but they spit out such words in their mouths, and spoke viciously to the light song.

A brick was conjured up in the shallow singer, and she didn't drag the mud and water at all, but she slapped a brick at the head of the eldest sister who took the lead in provoking.

The head was slapped hard by the bricks.

The eldest sister glared at Qiange fiercely, she didn't expect her to attack herself. Seeing the latter smiling sweetly at herself, the girl's eyes were bright, her smile became more and more innocent, and the whole person was even more harmless to humans and animals.

If it weren't for watching Qiange lift the brick and shoot it at himself, I'm afraid no one would suspect that it was the vivid hand of the woman in front of him.

It only took a layer of force for Qiange to start.

This eldest sister doesn't look very smart, and Qiange is also afraid that if she goes down with this brick, there will be no weight. When the time comes, it will be troublesome to make a girl who is not very smart a fool.

She started very lightly, but the girl still inevitably held her head and fell down slowly, and a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the boss, she was angry.

"Someone! The Bloodlines have killed! ”

The younger brothers brought by the eldest sister saw that the situation was not good, and they watched the bricks of Qiange shoot down, and the girls just fell. It was too late to ridicule anything at this moment, and everyone hurriedly fled, while not forgetting to deduct such a murderous hat for Qiange.

Qiange went against the flow of people, her eyes were cold.

Her demeanor was as calm as ever, she opened the high yellow cordon, and people walked towards that place.

That night, the back garden was bleeding. Although the blood stains have been washed away, the smell of blood has not dispersed for a long time.

Looking at the faint red marks under her feet, she squatted down and pushed the weeds aside. I don't know when there was a mini shovel in my hand, and the girl rummaged through the flower garden, and the soft soil was shoveled out by the shovel, and it was dug all the way to the deepest depth, and Qiange finally found what she wanted.

The sound of stumbling footsteps sounded from behind him.

Asa Ge patted the dirt on the bag that had been dug out from the deepest part of the bag, and she casually stuffed it into the pocket of her school uniform. The long curved legs were also slowly straightened, and when Qiange turned around, he met a pair of bottomless black eyes.

The little attendant at the head of the eldest sister had already helped the fainted eldest sister's head up, and the boy with glasses only felt a chill crawling up his back, and he suddenly raised his head, just looking at the blood clan and looking at this side with a full time.

Qiange didn't expect them to invite Song Shuhan.

But it doesn't matter.

She glanced at the unconscious eldest sister's head, and finally landed on the bespectacled little attendant. Qian Ge stared at the little attendant beside the eldest sister's head, but said to Song Shuhan: "I can't die, I'm just stunned." ”