Losing Zhang Lian's help is equivalent to losing the help of the Tinglin City Metropolitan Police Department, which provided the source. Not being able to use its intelligence network is naturally bad news, but fortunately, Zhang Lian's statement made Zhuo Xuan no longer nervous about being discovered, which made Zhuo Xuan breathe a sigh of relief.

"If there's nothing to do, just go back to school," Zhang Lian's gaze turned away from Zhuo Xuan, and he sighed again, "I'll send you." ”

……

"Hey!"

A light call attracted the attention of Wang Wankang, who was chatting with his classmates next to him.

He turned around, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face of the visitor, and pointed to himself suspiciously: "Me?" ”

During the short break between classes, the originally calm classroom was full of whispers, and the classroom took advantage of this time to go to the rest room to get a cup of hot water, and the students were bored lying on the table to make up for the last night's sleep.

Zhao Meng hesitated for a moment, walked out from the middle position, and she came to this classmate with a somewhat familiar face, and greeted her unnaturally; Wang Wankang also remembered the other party's name, but the person who had not had any contact for a long time suddenly said hello, and he was not impressed by his charm.

Despite this, Wang Wankang still had a little fantasy, and when he saw Zhao Meng nodding, he replied angrily: "Is there anything wrong with me?" ”

"Hmm......" Zhao Meng responded a little awkwardly, his face flushed slightly, "Do you know where Zhuo Xuan went?" I didn't see him this morning. ”

Sure enough, they didn't come for me......

The corners of Wang Wankang's mouth twitched slightly, but there was a serious expression on his face: "He went out early in the morning, I thought he was there." I don't know where he went. ”

"That's ......"

Zhao Meng's tone was a little disappointed, and the smile on his face gradually converged, and he turned to leave.

Wang Wankang looked at the figure of this girl in a daze, a little sluggish, not knowing what she was thinking.

……

Re-entering the university town, Zhuo Xuan did not return to the school directly.

I had already skipped the morning class, so I simply skipped the afternoon class as well.

Asking a Chosen One to take care of his or her original life in the middle of a mission may not be a difficult problem for others, but for Zhuo Xuan himself, he was already very tired.

The exhaustion was not only a few turmoils, but also everything he saw by infiltrating the fragments of consciousness of the corpse of the deceased Chosen One with the trick "Nightmare Eye".

It is certain that the middle-aged woman died at the hands of a young Chosen One.

It's just that the murderer's face was not captured, which made Zhuo Xuan fall into a certain contradictory mood.

This mood is brought about by the information that I don't know if it counts as a clue.

That touch, the smell of daisy perfume that the rain can't hide.

This kind of fragrance, Zhuo Xuan has only smelled on a girl's body.

It is enough that this girl had a brief intersection with herself.

However, to Zhuo Xuan's disbelief, he could not connect the image of that girl to the murderous killer in the fragment of consciousness in any case.

Is it a misunderstanding or a disguise?

Zhuo Xuan, who had no way to make a judgment, decided to seek Zhou Xueqiu's help. So, after returning to the university town, Zhuo Xuan went straight to the student president's office where Zhou Xueqiu often attended.

As he knocked on the door, a strange thought suddenly occurred in his mind.

No...... Haven't come back yet, have you?

The knock on the door echoed in the corridor, and Zhuo Xuan waited for a long time, and a wave of disappointment rose in his heart.

Sure enough, this time I had to rely on myself.

……

"Dingding......

When Zhuo Xuan walked down the stairs in despair, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrate. He took out his mobile phone with some surprise, thinking that it would be Zhou Xueqiu's phone, but the moment his eyes fell on the screen, his brows furrowed, and his joy was disappointed.

A string of unfamiliar numbers starting with zero jumped on the screen, Zhuo Xuan hesitated for a moment, but still chose to answer.

"Hello," After waiting for a while, still not hearing the other party's voice, Zhuo Xuan was a little irritable and took the initiative to say hello.

The irritability of not finding Zhou Xueqiu made Zhuo Xuan no longer as calm as he imagined, he thought it would be an ordinary harassing call, but just as he was about to hang it up, a cold electronic tone sounded on the other side of the phone.

"Zhuo Xuan."

It's calling its name.

Zhuo Xuan's brows twisted like a knot, he paused, and his voice was obviously vigilant: "Who are you?" ”

This cold electronic sound made Zhuo Xuan a little dazed.

For a long time after becoming the Chosen One, Zhuo Xuan was afraid to hear such a voice.

It was like the day he had completed his containment mission for the first time, and the cold electronic sound sounded for no reason, echoing in his mind like a magic sound. The information poured in frantically, making Zhuo Xuan tremble every time he thought about it.

Staying alive is the greatest luxury of every God's chosen one.

"Don't care who I am," the voice gave people a strange feeling, "Are you looking for a man named Zhou Xueqiu?" He's the student president of your Tinglin University, a senior, and ...... He was supposed to be a Chosen One. ”

As the voice entered Zhuo Xuan's ears word by word, his face had turned iron-blue: "You, kidnapped him?" ”

"No, no, don't get me wrong." The electronic voice vibrated in a strange sentence break, "I don't have the power to kidnap him." I just want to tell you that your every move is under my control. ”

It's stupid.

If the other party really mastered his every move, then he would definitely know that he had a little connection with the Tinglin City Metropolitan Police Department. However, this small connection is enough for Zhuo Xuan to find out where this string of numbers belongs, and with this, the other party will have nothing to hide.

He will also regret his threatening actions.

"Are you thinking that you can memorize this number and go to the Metropolitan Police Department to find out where the number is?"

“…… No. Zhuo Xuan's face was gloomy.

The palm of his hand holding the phone was already oozing sticky sweat, his steps moved slowly, and his eyes wandered around unconsciously. There was silence all around, and looking down from the balcony of the corridor, there were few people on the playground, probably because they were still in class.

"Don't look at it, I know what you're thinking. But, be assured, I have no ill intentions. ”

"And how am I going to trust you?"

Zhuo Xuan's speech was fast, and he had already determined that the other party was using tricks to conceal his figure.

Although the other party claimed that there was no malicious intent, Zhuo Xuan was naturally not stupid enough to believe the other party's words immediately. Because, he has already learned from his own experience that it is not beasts that are cruel in this world, but people.