After all the classes in the afternoon, Jiang Futing took advantage of the gap of an hour and a half before the start of the evening self-study to find an opportunity to take a closer look at the materials he got today.

The more he looked at the eyebrows, the more solemn his expression became, in addition to the release of big accounts, there were even many small account interactions operated by the same person, and the content of each account was very targeted.

He silently wrote down the real mobile phone number of the operation, and found out through the campus network that he had some impressions of this person, which was Chu Yun who had been hit twice by mistake before.

Jiang Futing did not hesitate and walked to the second and third classes of high school again.

The girl in front of her couldn't help but be a little surprised when she saw Jiang Futing, who had only come some time ago, and her eyes lit up and she came out again very actively: "Senior Jiang, do you have something?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't intend to make a big fuss, so he simply looked around the classroom and found that there was no one he was looking for, "It's okay, let's take a look." ”

The girl looked at Jiang Futing's eyes, remembered the last time he came to class to return the library card, and smiled sweetly at the corner of her mouth: "Are you looking for Chu Yun?" ”

Jiang Futing glanced at her more, and the girl in front of her was really thoughtful, and nodded: "En." ”

The girl smiled: "You can go to Studio 1 to find him, his girlfriend has just chosen the host of the art party, this will be watching her rehearsal." ”

"Thank you." Jiang Futing didn't say much, and walked directly to the complex.

He was a little impressed by the girl who was selected as the host, her name is Lin Jiajia, her appearance is quite amazing, and she can be remembered at a glance, but what he didn't expect was that Chu Yun was his boyfriend, and the personalities of these two people were completely different.

But in this way, the reasons for controlling public opinion and erasing Li Ningru can be strung together.

As soon as Jiang Futing pushed open the door of the studio, he heard an affectionate and sour party line.

The minister of the Ministry of Culture and Recreation was a very handsome boy, he turned around and saw the person who suddenly came in, and said hello: "Jiang Futing? How do you have time to watch a rehearsal? ”

Jiang Futing looked at the bright and moving girl on the stage: "Come and see the progress, you continue." ”

The boy clapped his hands and motioned for them to continue rehearsals.

Everyone present was once again busily dangling in front of his eyes, and he walked slowly past the crowd of people who were carrying things or shouting around with a script.

walked in front of each other's eyes without two times, and looked at the girl in front of him with some surprise and met his eyes: "You are Lin Jiajia." ”

Lin Jiajia's delicate face was suddenly dyed with a layer of red: "Well, is it that I didn't read it well enough just now?" ”

"Not bad." Jiang Futing's attention was not on this girl at all, and he probed left and right, "Have you seen Chu Yun?" ”

Lin Jiajia was a little surprised in the depths of his eyes, he didn't expect Chu Yun to know Jiang Futing, and recalled in his mind: "He went out in the previous meeting." ”

"Okay." Jiang Futing didn't stay long after getting the information, briefly talked about the problems he saw at the scene, and left the studio.

At first, it should have been the reason why he came to find someone, but he didn't even pay much attention to it until he came out and locked it up

At the moment at the door of the studio, a faint cold feeling suddenly surged up from all directions, making him feel nervous.

The impact of Wu Zixuan's incident last time was too profound, and he didn't even want to believe that there were ghosts in the world until now, but the things in his memory reminded him over and over again.

The familiarity in the hallway was too deep at the moment, and he held his breath to test if he could find something like he had in the dormitory.

When I was contemplating, I could only see a rough black outline in the hallway.

He walked slowly in the direction of the black air current, to the mouth of the escalator, and followed the only clue all the way up briskly.

The more I stepped on the stairs, the more cold I felt, and even more different from the feeling I had when I walked the stairs in the dormitory before, and slowly my mind began to swell a little, and the surrounding scene became a little nothing.

Jiang Futing bit his lower lip hard and tried to make himself more awake, and with a tingling pain from his lips, everything in front of him returned to normal.

The total height of the floor of the complex building is not too high, he climbed directly to the seventh floor in one breath, obviously only ran three steps of stairs, but his forehead was already dripping with a lot of sweat, and his legs were a little sore, just like the feeling of climbing twenty floors in one breath.

Jiang Futing paused and breathed a sigh of relief, his physique had always been very good, and it didn't take ten seconds to return to normal.

As soon as he turned the staircase, he saw a familiar shadow.

He strode up until he had taken a dozen or so steps, and suddenly found that the distance between him and the figure had not shortened in the slightest.

How far has it been just now, and how far it is now, I feel as if I am standing still.

In the quiet corridor, everything seems to be extended indefinitely, and the sunlight is sprinkled through a whole row of glass, but people don't feel the slightest temperature.

Everything in the world was cut off, and he couldn't even hear any sound or movement from the window.

Jiang Futing frowned tightly, everything in front of him was very similar to what happened in the corridor before, he was trapping himself by some means.

Wu Zixuan was to prevent Zheng Qing from killing people before, so what is the purpose of the initiator this time?

As he paused to think, the familiar figure ran farther and farther away, until it disappeared completely, and everything around it was back to normal again.

The long-lost temperature fell on his face, and his fair face glowed a faint golden yellow in the sun.

Jiang Futing didn't hesitate at all, and walked forward desperately in the direction where the figure had just disappeared, if it was just to temporarily distract himself, something must have happened to Chu Yun.

It wasn't until he reached the end of the road that he realized there was another door! It is estimated that when you push it open, it is the rooftop of the top floor of the complex.

Jiang Futing resolutely pressed the doorknob, but the door was directly locked.

He leaned sideways and slammed hard against the door, and he pushed open a small crack in the door, but behind the door it seemed that someone was vigorously blocking it, Jiang Futing gritted his teeth and almost exerted all his strength to move the iron door more

A little.

The person blocking behind him must not be Chu Yun, he knows his own strength very well, if he even shakes himself, it will be so difficult......

Jiang Futing didn't dare to think about it anymore, as time passed minute by minute, the more it was consumed, the more dangerous the people outside would be.

The green tendons on his arms were almost protruding, and his forehead was already sweating profusely.

He calmed the breath in his chest and tried to gather the strength of his whole body in the most useful place.

At this moment, the black qi in his body began to surge again, frantically sweeping towards his arm.

With the door panel making a "click" and "click" friction sound.

The iron door was finally pushed open.

A biting wind rolled on the rooftop, the body temperature dropped suddenly, and the sunlight hanging in the west lost its original color.

The mist-like black qi in front of him slowly dissipated in front of him, and at this time, Chu Yun was crumbling on the edge not far from the rooftop.

Jiang Futing's eyes widened, and he shouted with bated breath: "Chu Yun! ”

The man standing on the rooftop didn't seem to hear anything, and continued to pac forward.

"Chu Yun!" Jiang Futing ran over at a high speed, and every step he took was to use all his strength to race against time.

The emaciated figure still couldn't hear anything, and took a step, finally stepping into the air, its hind feet slowly raised.

Immediately afterward, the body began to fall down at a rapid speed under the influence of gravity.

Jiang Futing didn't have time to hesitate, his feet rushed up directly, and his right hand firmly held the palm that was still warm. He breathed a sigh of relief, and lay on the ground to look at the person he was holding firmly.

Chu Yun's facial features are not very special, but they are very white, his body is very thin, Jiang Futing didn't have a hard time catching him, just when he was about to pull the person in his hand up, that delicate face suddenly stared at him tightly, his eyes were dull and there was no trace of brilliance, the dark circles under his eyes were as thick as night, and his thin lips were grinning weirdly.

At the moment when Jiang Futing was thoughtful, the man's other hand was forcefully breaking off the right hand that was holding him one by one.

"Be sober!" The behavior of the person in front of him made him feel a faint uneasiness in his heart, and he shouted coldly with a thorough coolness.

The smile on Chu Yun's face bloomed even brighter, and Jiang Futing hurriedly grabbed him with his other hand, preparing to bring the person up directly with his waist and abdomen.

I saw a trace of yin poison flashing on the other party's face, and with the strength of Jiang Futing, he pulled him back, opened his bloody mouth on his wrist, and bit it hard, accompanied by a dull pain, and a trace of cold gas continued to be injected into his body.

Jiang Futing was almost reflexed by this biting chill to let go of his hand, he bit his lip tightly, endured the pain caused by the other forces churning in his body, and with a ruthless heart, he took a breath and directly brought Chu Yun up violently.

At the moment when he brought the person up, he felt the air and temperature around him again, Chu Yun in front of him had not completely recovered his senses, and was kneeling on the ground, Jiang Futing helped him up, and his eyes regained focus, staring at him

of himself and everything around him is full of confusion.

"President Jiang?" Chu Yun looked at him in surprise: "Why are you here?" He looked at the surroundings again: "How did I get here?" ”

"I've got something to look for you." Jiang Futing didn't mention what had just happened, and directly cut into his purpose of finding him.

Chu Yun was not shocked and met his scrutinizing eyes: "Are you looking for me or because you were in the storage room last time?" ”

"You're at the top of Cloud Peak?" Jiang Futing interrupted him directly without saying a word, what he said was the ID in the post bar on Chu Yun's campus.

Chu Yun looked at him in astonishment after hearing his words, there was a trace of panic in his eyes, but he suppressed it well: "It's not me." Chairman Jiang may have misremembered. ”

Jiang Futing looked at him carefully, the person in front of him showed a completely different attitude from what he saw before, and he directly took screenshots of some of the information he searched out to show him.

Chu Yun couldn't have imagined that Jiang Futing would use means to hack him, and after reading it, his face changed on the spot, only to hear Jiang Futing slowly speak: "Delete. The post apologized to the victim. ”

(End of chapter)