Even if Su Nian didn't have an antidote in his hands, they hoped that he would quickly return to normal and make an antidote.

Because no one will know more about this zombie virus than him.

"You look like you have something on your mind."

The young man lowered his head, his fingers as white as jade flew on the colored paper of various colors, his red lips like roses rose slightly, and there was a smile between his beautiful eyebrows, "Can you say it?" I think... We will definitely become very good friends. ”

His smile was pure and harmless, his hair was white, and his dazzling eyes were like a pious and kind angel with snow-white wings in an oil painting.

But in Song Jin's eyes, he looked like a ghost who came to ask for his life with demagogic words.

If she hadn't died three times, she would have believed his nonsense!

"I'm just not feeling well, I'll be fine in a while."

Song Jin clutched his stomach and considered every sentence, for fear that he would accidentally die again.

Su Nian smiled and handed over a pink paper crane, the small paper crane formed a strong color contrast on his snow-like pale skin, which made the paper crane have an indescribable brightness, "I will give you a small gift, I wish you a speedy recovery." ”

“......”

Song Jin didn't dare to hesitate, reached out and took the paper crane and put it in his pocket, "Thank you." ”

His dark eyes were clear and pure, and his smile was innocent and meek, as if he was really... Very happy.

In the afternoon of the same day, five members of the Investigation Bureau entered the ward, suspecting that Su Nian had something to do with a murder the other day.

Cheng Su was the first to object, "Impossible! Su Nian has been staying here, how could he be on the scene! ”

"But our surveillance did capture him," the people from the Investigation Bureau were also confused, but they still said seriously, "Su Nian, don't be afraid, we're just here to ask a few questions, and we'll leave after asking." ”

They obviously knew about Su Nian's condition, and they spoke carefully and in as gentle a tone as possible.

Su Nian was wearing a blue and white hospital gown, with a slender and delicate neck, and a thin and slender figure, at that time, his body was shrunk on the windowsill, looking out, the dazzling sunlight fell all over him, and when he heard the words, he turned his head sideways, and saw that Cheng Su seemed to want to stop it.

"Su Nian ......"

He showed a pure and harmless smile and laughed in a low voice, "Sister nurse, I'm fine, they are also very hard, you can ask if you want, I will cooperate." ”

When he said this, his gentle eyes were serious and focused, his dark eyes reflected in the sun were glowing with sporadic light, and his black hair hung down in front of his forehead, clean and docile, which made people unbearable to hurt.

For a moment, the people of the Investigation Bureau couldn't help but wonder if there was any need for them to make this trip, just the appearance of the young man in front of them, no matter how they looked at it, it couldn't be related to blood!

If Song Jin hadn't been carrying two time bombs on her body, she would probably have been like them, feeling that she must have recognized the wrong person!

"That's right, Su Nian, we want to ask, what were you doing at that time in the afternoon three days ago, about two to three o'clock?" The officer's voice was quieter.

"Three days ago afternoon?"

Su Nian curled up on the windowsill like a soft little animal, tilting his head as if he was trying to think.

The sunlight outside came in from the window, falling on his long and thick eyelashes, his complexion was more translucent, and the whole person had a distorted and dreamy morbid beauty, and the officers held their breath for a moment, unable to bear to destroy this beautiful boy as gorgeous as an angel.

In the midst of this extremely picturesque scene, the young man's rose-like lips curled and looked at them with a smile.

"I... Of course it's killing. ”

The next second.

Ding——

Fatalities: 7, turn back in time.

Song Jin, who was watching the play: "......"