The next day is Friday, and although there will be make-up classes on the weekend before the festival, the class hours remain the same on Friday, and there will be no classes in the afternoon. Mo Bei and Tang Song made an appointment to meet after lunch, but just after class, they received a call from Tang Song, saying that there was something wrong and they couldn't come.

Everyone underestimated the treacherous and changeable weather this autumn, the rainy summer passed, and Typhoon No. 18 suddenly turned around on the eve of landfall, ushering in a long-lost sunny day, and releasing the high temperature that had nowhere to be placed in summer.

The flies and mosquitoes, which had been wilting for a few days because of the cooling temperature, suddenly broke out, and they desperately tried to get back to people with the strength to live for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe or to return to the light.

In autumn, once the sky is sunny, there are no clouds, the temperature rises straight to thirty-seven, and it rained a few last night, and the humid water vapor after the rain is evaporated by the high temperature, like a hot sponge covering the body, making people so uncomfortable that they want to vomit out to breathe normally.

There were more and more people coming and going, because the cordon was not too crowded, the noisy and small conversations were mixed with the buzzing flies in the room, and there were many people crowded on a hot day, and the smell of perfume, sweat, and body odor on the body was mixed with vomit, which made people's scalp numb.

The intern had already vomited twice, the first time he didn't hold back, and he vomited on the door, so that the smell in the room was so varied.

Tang Song put Ren Dan as a jelly bean in his mouth, barely dispelled some of the stimulated brains, he handed over the remaining half packet, the little girl's fingertips trembled coldly, and she stiffened a sallow face, and she couldn't tear her mouth open to say thank you for a long time.

He sighed: "Go to the front desk to ask about last night's check-in, and ask for monitoring." ”

After Tang Song finished speaking to her, he pushed the door and walked in, there were flies everywhere in the room, buzzing constantly, he rubbed his ears, and met a pair of eyes coldly.

The situation in the room was very strange, the quilt was scattered on the round bed, the clothes were thrown everywhere, and there was an unsealed packaging shell on the floor, and it was obvious that something very violent had happened here.

The blood stains on the sheets had dried up and turned brown, and the deceased looked leisurely, leaning lazily and sexily against the head of the bed, looking in the direction of the door, smiling at the corners of her mouth, if it weren't for the fact that her neck was almost cut off, she seemed to be able to open her mouth and say a joke the next moment.

The corpse was covered in a layer of white paint, which looked like it had been mixed, increasing the original chroma by a few squares, and being within the range of Asian body color.

Tang Song saw a cloud of yellow transparent mucus hanging from the corner of her mouth, sandwiched with brown blood, moistening the dry blood stains on her chin.

Tang Song poked his chin and asked the person taking pictures on the side: "Is there something in her mouth?" ”

"Yes, a cell phone."

……

"The house is nice, the light is good, the room orientation is just out of the road. It's quiet at night, it's enough for you to live as a student, and the price is easy to say...... "The landlord shook the key and lit up the staircase light, and took Mo north to the third floor.

The building has five floors, and the third floor is in the middle, so the temperature is also suitable for living.

The landlord opened the second door, and the smell of dry dust that had not been inhabited for a long time came to his face.

This is the most satisfactory one that Mobei saw in a day, it is not very big, it is very convenient to clean, the door is a small living room, the sliding door separates a small balcony, and the light green curtains gently sweep the ground.

The landlord led her around the living room: "It's not convenient to cook, but most of you children can't cook." ”

Mo Bei gently bent the corners of his mouth and did not answer.

The toilet is not in the room, so the area of the room looks larger, only a bed and a three-door wardrobe, which looks empty.

The landlord saw her stop at the door, although he was speechless but seemed to be intentional, so he hurriedly put forward the conditions: "My house does not provide short-term rent, at least for half a year, the rent is paid by one and three, seven hundred and fifty a month...... If you're too expensive and cheaper, it's definitely not as good as this. ”

"No," Mo Bei finally said, she took out her mobile phone, the screen showed a few missed calls and WeChat prompts, she couldn't help but snort, looked up and said to the landlord, "I may not be able to move here for the time being." ”

"It's okay, you can pay the deposit first, I'll leave you for half a month, and then you have to change your mind and give you a refund." The landlord glanced at her squeezing her mobile phone, guessed a child's rebellious play, said that it was okay, took out the invoice book from his pocket, pressed it on the door and wrote the expense details, tore it off and gave it to her.

Mo Bei paid, and the two left each other's numbers.

The two walked downstairs and went their separate ways, Mo Bei slowly walked towards the main road, the small park square dance in the center of the community was in full swing, the rhythm of the music hit the eardrums, and a slender woman in the crowd danced the exaggerated dance steps very elegantly.

The woman pedals in a pair of low-heeled sandals, her calves are slender and tight, and her knees are wrapped in a close-fitting hip-hugging skirt. Mo Bei was attracted by the charming posture between his legs advancing and retreating, and stopped.

She couldn't see clearly, the blue and red lights alternated, and the people in the center of the dance floor were just swaying black shadows.

People are afraid of the night, and the darkness hides countless unknown things, and releases their breath, making it difficult for people to move an inch.

However, the night happened to blur everything again, and Mo Bei could treat them all as harmless kinds, and the chaotic sounds in his ears became much closer to reality.

She put her hands in her pockets and walked slowly forward in the pale light and shadow of the streetlights.

The calm mood was not enough for her to walk onto the road, and the phone in her pocket vibrated again.

She picked up the phone at the last minute: "Mom." ”

Xiao Yan tried his best to restrain the worry in his tone, and asked calmly, "Du Xiaokun said that you applied for a stay?" ”

"Hmm."

"Why?"

"I ......" Mo Bei choked up and made up a reason: "Not social." ”

Xiao Yan took a deep breath: "Didn't you get along well with everyone when you were in high school?" Are you ...... now? Why are you out of place now? I thought we weren't with you before, so you ......" She was originally suppressed, and gradually exploded as she spoke, and her hoarse voice came from the earpiece: "I'm your mother!" We are your parents and family, if you don't say anything, you don't tell us anything, you just deal with me with a word of dissociability......"

There was a commotion on the other end of the phone, Bei Dad snatched the phone, and comforted Xiao Yan softly, I don't know how to say it, when she spoke again after a while, her tone was no longer the same as usual, calm and cautious: "It's okay...... I won't ask, you can decide for yourself......"

Mo Bei felt a little uncomfortable and sour in his heart, and thought of some nice words in his mind to persuade people to be relieved, but he could only say in his mouth: "I'm fine." ”

"Okay," Xiao Yan cleared his throat and said with a smile, "It's okay, then let's not talk about it for now." ”

Mo Bei bought a bowl of oden and carried it into the hotel opposite the school.

Gongmaru was still very hot, and she crossed over in her chair and blew slowly, digging out the books she would need tomorrow from the stacks.

Du Xiaokun sent a message to explain his good intentions as a teacher and had no choice but to do so, after all, the relationship between them is closer than that of ordinary students, and they should be taken care of more.

Mo Bei didn't want to pay attention to him, she used to run outside every night and didn't see anyone afraid of anything, which was a little far away from home, and they suddenly raised herself as a giant baby.

Gong Pill was careless and cold, she dipped it in the hot soup and stuffed it into her mouth, afraid that Du Xiaokun would sue again, so she replied stiffly.

It is estimated that he thought Mo Bei was angry and didn't come up to touch the nail again.

She was about to put her phone down, but it vibrated to show that a call had come in.

"Hello, who?"

"Save ...... Help me......"

In order to adjust the time for the next festival and after the holiday, there are two days of make-up classes on the weekend.

The next morning, a news item was pushed on the phone.

[A murder case was found in Xinxing Hotel, and the police are investigating it, hoping that the general public will pay attention to their own life safety. 】

Mo Bei slipped away without seeing the content clearly, and after realizing it, he was too tired to look for it.

The atmosphere in the classroom wasn't any different because she had a conflict with her roommate, she was still sitting in her place, no one was on the left or right.

It's another section of modern history, and the teacher's speed of speech is estimated to be able to shake his legs for a while being given an allegro, and the students below are chatting secretly, and even holding books to cover up breakfast.

Someone in the back unraveled a zongzi, meat dumplings, and the soy sauce flavor was strong.

The teacher turned a blind eye to his area on the podium.

There were only two classes scheduled in the morning, and it was only half past nine when class ended.

Du Xiaokun pinched a little bit and sent her a message to ask her to go to the office, Mo Bei was a little helpless, he was far away from any class cadres, why hadn't he been insulated from the office.

However, Du Xiaokun was not in the office when she arrived, and as soon as she pulled out her chair, the hidden door was pushed open again.

The man who pushed the door was stunned for a moment, "The teacher is not here?" ”

She shook her head, "No." ”

"Then I'll put things here, and you can talk to him." He handed over a paper bag containing a square box.

Mo Bei took it and put it on the table next to her, and when she turned around, she was still staring at herself at the door, she took a step and asked, "Do you want to come in and wait?" ”

He sighed, smiled and waved his hand, "No, no, I still have something." ”

As he left, the shadows were held up by the crack in the door, like several shadows dragging behind him.

Mo Bei sat in the chair and kicked the ground on his toes, always feeling that this person was a little familiar.

As soon as Du Xiaokun entered the door, he saw Mo Bei half-leaning on the back of the chair staring at the door with a cold face, like a yin beast that only needs to eat people.

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept the door frame up and down, "What's wrong with my door?" ”

Mo Bei glanced at him lightly, "It's nothing, something?" ”

"Your house was found?" He saw the bag on the table, put it on the ground, and reconfirmed, "Are you really moving out?" ”

Mo Bei nodded casually: "I almost found it." ”

“…… How much worse is it? ”

"I'll move when I'm on vacation."

He laughed, and his tone became unpleasant: "Everyone else is thinking about where to go on National Day, so you want to move?" ”

Mo Bei was too lazy to pull with him, she didn't bring anything to eat when she went out in the morning, and now her mouth was very empty, she was thinking about the zongzi she smelled in class, and wanted to buy one.

Du Xiaokun stopped her before she went out, but she was angry that her attitude was powerless to change, so she could only say, "I'll help you when you leave." ”

She said thank you lightly.

Du Xiaokun could only watch her go, the dead child was soft and hard, he was not her parents after all, and he couldn't fully tolerate her stinky temper.

What's more, her family has already given in.

Mo Bei's three roommates came to report again in the morning, still with injuries, and one of them also had a face, crying and talking about Mo Bei's atrocities the night before.

Du Xiaokun couldn't believe it, although Mo Bei had a dog temper and looked like he was going to bite someone at any time, he could actually endure it very much, not to mention that these were three girls, how could he not provoke Mo Bei to beat someone.

But their injuries are indeed real, bruised on their waists and legs, all from pushing and bumping.

But coincidentally, the surveillance in the corridor captured the door of their dormitory, although Mo Bei entered the dormitory twice, he could not be with the other three for more than two minutes, and the fight was also particular about putting a mouth cannon to provoke, Mo Bei would not always have a small roommate as soon as he entered the door.

And the second time she kicked the door, it was more like the three people in the dormitory had an internal conflict.

With the surveillance screen, one side is tearful and the other side is silent, which looks more like an honest person taking the blame.

Maybe it's really being sidelined.

This is also the reason why Du Xiaokun and Mo Bei's parents did not insist on persuasion.

The honest man Mo Bei bought two zongzi at the stall at the school gate, and he really ate them but was not as satisfied as he imagined, but he finally soothed the itchy lips and teeth.