Jiang Futing originally just shook his hand perfunctorily, but the moment the palm touched, his thumb accidentally touched the tendon of his wrist.

The overly smooth and bulging touch swept across his fingertips, Jiang Futing's heart was immediately stunned, and the moment he withdrew his hand, his eyes glanced at his wrist as if he didn't care.

A huge scar that was cut horizontally from his wrist flashed in Jiang Futing's eyes, and then disappeared back into Lu Changku's sleeve.

Jiang Futing looked calm, as if he hadn't seen anything, and simply introduced himself, "Sophomore, Jiang Futing." ”

"I have admired the daimyo for a long time." Lu Chang smiled shyly.

On the contrary, the boy on his side was a little unable to stand, and said in surprise: "You are Jiang Futing!" That dragon is a scholar who can't see the end! I said how do you look so familiar, you can always see photos of you being secretly taken and forwarded on the campus Internet! ”

There was still some urgent atmosphere in front of him, and he was suddenly dispersed by the enthusiastic words of this stunned young man.

Jiang Futing restrained the hostility on his body a lot, and replied casually: "The people who follow it are just exaggerating. ”

"It's because you're too modest, you can easily get an A in every homework, and I heard that some tutors with graduate students are full of praise when they see the results, which is amazing!" The boy's mouth is like a torrent that has opened the floodgates, and it can't be stopped.

Jiang Futing had heard enough of all kinds of fancy rainbow farts in Yang Linsheng, and this kind of ordinary rainbow farts sounded boring.

While he was paused, he interrupted again: "It's over." Since I can't join the club now, I have other things to do, so I won't bother you. ”

"Okay." Lu Changku's fake friendly face was still that false, if it weren't for Jiang Futing's divine intuition and hostility, he himself would have been blinded.

Lu Changku's beautiful skin is really easy to use, and he hides those twists and turns and deep tightly.

When Jiang Futing left from the corridor, he could feel a pair of fierce eyes staring at his back behind him.

The look seemed to have a nail in him, and it followed him out of the hallway, around the open staircase, all the way to the first floor, until he hid his figure in the crowd, and the feeling of thorns in his back finally disappeared.

Jiang Futing stood on the inside of the staircase, picked a tricky angle, and looked at the empty corridor upstairs.

The one named Lu Changku, like a poisonous scorpion hidden in the deep soil, smells the smell of food and enemies, and when you are defenseless, it will surprise you, inject venom into your prey, and re-swallow and flake it alive.

Jiang Futing was not in a hurry to leave at the moment, judging from Yang Linsheng's more detailed description in the tea bar later, there must be something wrong with this president.

Because in the activity room at that time, among the few people who had nothing to do with Yang Linsheng, only Lu Changkut gave a very clear life reaction.

This shows that Lu Changkut was very likely to be at the scene at that time.

It's just that how did he leave without leaving a trace, or is that Lu Changkut a human being? It's all worth pondering.

Assuming that it was really his hand, then according to the law of material exchange, there would definitely be some traces left on the scene.

He had to find a way to get into the activity room and investigate. But in the face of a hunter like Lu Changku, who is naturally sensitive, what he needs is more patience and control than the hunter himself.

This patient drain made him wait from half past five to eight in the evening.

Most of the people in the other clubs have already left, and the building that was bustling with people a few hours ago will be a little silent.

Only the emergency lights in the hallway and staircase passage are lit with a faint and unclear light.

Because the downstairs is too empty, as long as the members of the puppet club come out, it is easy to find him.

Jiang Futing had no choice but to find an evergreen tree near the complex building, hide in the tree and hide his figure by the branches and leaves, and monitor the people who came out of the complex building.

After eight o'clock, the moonlight laboriously squeezed out of the clouds, and with a slight charity, a few strands fell on the treetops, reflecting the yellowed green leaves at the tips of the leaves, reflecting a blurred outline like gold.

The golden halo penetrated Jiang Futing's well-defined face again, falling into his dark pupils, and his eyes lit up with golden points of light.

With such a pair of sparkling eyes, he kept an eye on the road that the complex must pass for several hours.

Another half of the day passed, and the other members of the puppet society seemed to have almost left, but they didn't wait for Lu Changku's figure. Jiang Futing's originally calm heart began to be slightly anxious.

The person he had been waiting for didn't wait, but the phone suddenly rang at an inopportune time.

When he took out his mobile phone and saw the caller ID, all the inappropriateness and irritability were all scattered by those two words, and it seemed that there was no greater surprise in the world than these two words.

He didn't wait for the bell to ring for a while, he immediately connected, and the earpiece of the mobile phone was close to the pinna, but he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only spit out stiffly: "Hey." ”

Bai Tang's unpleasant temperament was not the slightest deviation from the past, and he shouted angrily: "You are too cold, right? I haven't seen you for three and a half months, and you only have one 'hey' word for your senior brother? A little sincerity, okay? ”

Sincerity?

Jiang Futing thought carefully along with his meaning, and successfully exerted his ability to not open which pot to mention: "The matter of the underworld has been resolved?" ”

Bai Tang resisted the urge to hang up his phone, thinking that this kid was deliberate: "The mess in the underworld can't be solved in the Year of the Monkey!" But it's not a big problem lately, and I'll be able to get back tomorrow. ”

Tomorrow?

It couldn't be a big surprise.

Jiang Futing even looked at the moon through the clouds, and felt that the moon was a little brighter, and looking down at the withered wildflowers and weeds on the roadside became extremely pleasing to the eye.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze still glued to the road, and responded, "Okay, come back at night?" ”

"How is that possible! Of course I try to come out early in time for dinner! You don't know that for three and a half months in a row, the clear soup is low and watery, and there are only sesame oil candles in the underworld, and I really don't know if I suck it again, it's really no different from the monks in the temple! ”

Bai Tang opened his mouth, and the meaning of his words couldn't be clearer, Jiang Futing said very well: "I'll book a place for you in advance tomorrow." ”

Bai Tang saw that his goal had been achieved, and he didn't continue to complain on the phone, and finally was willing to care about the person on the other end of the phone: "Eh? How do I hear the wind? Are you out there? ”

Jiang Futing didn't think much about it, and blurted out: "On the tree." ”

Bai Tang was stunned by this unexpected answer, and was silent on the other end of the phone for a second before teasing: "I haven't seen you for more than three months, Jiang Xiaogongzi's interests and hobbies are becoming more and more innocent!" ”

Jiang Futing's face was comparable to the city wall under Bai Tang's construction, and he said unceremoniously: "I have won awards." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a figure not far away, walking leisurely from the exit of the complex building to the necessary road.

He didn't have time to continue to talk nonsense, and explained to Bai Tang: "I have something to do here, I'll get back to you later!" He hurriedly hung up the phone.

The beauty of a person like Lu Changku, is natural.

Whether it is just from the looks, or the person's behavior and indifference

The temperament that exudes will make people impressed.

But defeat is also defeated in his cold temperament, he himself is like a contradiction compatible with two extremes at the same time, endowed with beauty, but also sandwiched with an indescribable danger.

This also leads to his reputation in the crowd is also two extremes, he likes it very much, and he doesn't like it very much, but it still can't prevent him from mixing well in school.

For example, if you happen to meet a few people passing by on the road, you will take the initiative to greet him.

After Jiang Futing's figure disappeared from his eyes, he waited until there were no people on this road for the time being, so he seized the opportunity, immediately jumped down, and rushed into the staircase passage again.

In order to avoid being seen by superfluous people, he pressed his back all the way up the stairs and hid under the handrail, until he ran to the floor of the puppet club without stopping, and he buffered for a moment.

Out of caution, Jiang Futing was at the edge of the corridor again, making sure that there was no one else, and then he walked towards the door of the activity room very carefully.

Because the building was empty, and the stairwell was turned on at night, the whole complex was completely plunged into a dead darkness.

The slightest extra sound will cause the lights in the corridors and corridors to turn on, and as long as the lights are on, they will definitely be discovered.

He held his breath and paced forward against the window, and in the darkness, rows of dolls next to each other by the window seemed to be staring at his sneaky movements with wide eyes, and saluting.

Jiang Futing walked calmly to the door of the activity room under the gaze of a row of dolls.

He pried open the door with the turbidity with ease, and pushed it inside very carefully. Fortunately, the hardware in the school is often maintained, there is no aging, and there is no sound when the door is pushed open.

He walked in lightly, and then quietly closed the door, but the moment he closed the door and turned around, a long figure was facing away from him.

The man was half-bent over, holding something like a blade in his hand, making strange cuts at the object in front of him.

Jiang Futing's breathing suddenly rose from his lungs to his throat, and at this moment, the person suddenly put down the blade in his hand that flashed with cold light, slowly straightened up, and paused there.

Then the man lifted one foot, and his body moved very slowly, like a rusty machine, turning slightly sideways.

Jiang Futing did not hesitate to open his legs, flashed to the side of the doll by the window, took a breath, and chose a stiff standing position, like a puppet on the side, taking advantage of the dim night to integrate himself into a member of the puppet.

And just the moment he stood up, the mechanical face turned back faintly.

The slender figure was bathed in darkness, and the man's eyes were just in the moonlight, and the hole-like black eyes glowed with golden stars.

He looked at him for a moment, as if puzzled, to make sure that no one had come in at the door, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and turned back to pick up the blade on the table.

Bit by bit, I sawed up the things in front of me.

The blade seemed to be cutting something hard, and every time the movement of his hand went back and forth, there was a piercing grinding sound from his hand.

The sound was like cutting into one's own bones with each blow, and the scalp tingled when you heard it.

Jiang Futing looked at his back with a trace of doubt, the cutting sound was too weird, and it had to make people think about some strange and terrifying places.

But just now, when this person turned around, by the faint moonlight, Jiang Futing could see this person's face very clearly.

Because the number of people in the puppet club was not very large, he didn't see this face when he came to the activity room in the afternoon.

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