Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Broken Clue
"It's the first time I've encountered a dream powerhouse, how many surprises can you bring me?" Luo Zixi left the infirmary, looking at the sky, a frenzied look flashing in his eyes.
For the next whole day, Luo Zixi pulled Zhou Jinjun, the student president, and wandered around Qianfan College.
Just like Luo Zixi said to Anxin before, feeling youth and vitality, and occasionally asking some strange questions.
"By the way, President You, what do you think of the person in your dreams, do you really think that the murderer exists?" Luo Zixi asked Zhou Jinjun beside him.
"Yes, that guy definitely exists." Zhou Jinjun listened to Luo Zixi's words, and the gentle expression that had been maintained for a day also became angry.
"President, you're so sure of that guy's existence, you've seen him? In a dream? Luo Zixi looked at the president's sincere angry expression, and seemed to realize an important source of information, so he asked Zhou Jinjun.
"I, I haven't seen that guy."
"But I'm sure that guy definitely exists."
"You've got to catch that guy, and I'll do my best to help you wherever we can."
Zhou Jinjun's expression changed slightly, and he said to Luo Zixi.
I haven't been touched by the murderer, but I firmly believe in the murderer's existence, and the angry look looks like someone has robbed me of something I love. ’
'I robbed my beloved thing, it wouldn't be the 'lover' who was taken away by the murderer, but after all, this is a girls' school, so it's understandable that this situation occurred. ’
Looking at Zhou Jinjun's delicate expression, Luo Zixi guessed so much in her heart.
At the same time, a message was sent to Anxin.
"Zhou Jinjun, does this person have anything to do with this incident?"
After a while, Luo Zixi received a reassuring reply.
"She went to the committee to re-report the case, but at that time the committee didn't plan to investigate, but this guy was very stubborn."
"That's why I caught my brother's attention, and that's why I have what I am doing now."
Looking at the message sent back by Anxin, Luo Zixi asked Zhou Jinjun a question.
"President, how many friends around you have been in contact with that guy?" Luo Zixi observed Zhou Jinjun's expression and asked.
Zhou Jinjun's body stiffened obviously, with surprise, embarrassment and a little fear in his expression.
"Almost, all." Zhou Jinjun replied slowly.
"All?" Listening to Zhou Jinjun's answer, Luo Zixi was also a little surprised.
Almost everyone I knew had contact with the murderer. It's just that he will grow himself and has never been in contact with the murderer. ’
Is it because of the murderer, or because of the president, is it because of the president's fanatical admirers, or is it because the president has the ability to fight the murderer?' ’
Luo Zixi listened to Zhou Jinjun's words and thought.
Then Luo Zixi took out the notes in his arms, opened one of the pages and swiped on it.
'Imitation, psionic vision. ’
In the notes that Luo Zixi carried with him, although hundreds of abilities were recorded, almost all of the abilities that Luo Zixi could use and urge were D-level and C-class abilities.
Although B-class abilities are also recorded, without the support of meditation methods, Luo Zixi's brain simply can't bear the pressure brought by the mysterious parts of B-class abilities.
And the special ability of psionic vision is the C-level ability that Luo Zixi knows of, which is closest to a B-level ability.
Red, crimson, cyan, and all kinds of almost brilliant colors appeared in Luo Zixi's field of vision.
From the perspective of psionic energy, although the spiritual energy of the president is very strong and stable, it is still an ordinary ability. ’
Isn't it the president's problem? ’
Luo Zixi thought as she looked at the colors in her field of vision.
It would be nice to be able to use this eye, but my brain can't handle that kind of madness and burden. ”
"The lack of meditation has affected me too much, and my ability to collect is not enough, just a little bit.
Then he subconsciously touched the blindfold of his left eye, but put it down again.
Since Luo Zixi's 'different pupils' were able to see the second layer of the 'inner world' three years ago, Luo Zixi has not used this eye.
"By the way, President, is there a spare dormitory at the school, I want to live here tonight." Luo Zixi said to the president after finding that there was no abnormality in the president.
"What did you discover about living here?" Listening to Luo Zixi's words, Zhou Jinjun, who didn't know that he had just been censored, asked Luo Zixi.
"It's just some unreliable speculation, by the way, as long as you can catch the murderer, you are willing to do everything to help me, right?" Luo Zixi continued to say to Zhou Jinjun.
"Well, as long as I can do it." Zhou Jinjun nodded.
"So, would you like to be in love for a while, President?" Luo Zixi looked at Zhou Jinjun and said.
"Alas~" Zhou Jinjun listened to Luo Zixi's words and exclaimed.
"There's a reason why you say that. Since I haven't been in contact with that guy, you suspect that the murderer has something to do with me, right? ”
"You stayed tonight because you wanted to lure the murderer out."
After a brief period of surprise, Zhou Jinjun realized Luo Zixi's intentions.
"In that case, stay in my room tonight."
After Zhou Jinjun knew Luo Zixi's intentions, he said to Luo Zixi with a red face.
"It's worthy of the president, but does it really matter?" Luo Zixi looked at Zhou Jinjun's reaction and praised it so much.
"As long as I can catch the murderer, I will do my best to help." The president said firmly.
"I will also try my best to spread the news that we, we, talk, talk, and love." Then the president stammered again.
With the efforts of the student president and Luo Zixi, the news that the new transfer students were soaked in the student president and planned to live together on the first day also spread quickly.
The day passed quickly, and although Luo Zixi lived in the same room with the president, it was nothing more.
No, there was no feeling. ’
Even though I'm special enough to resist dreams, I don't feel anything at all. ’
'The murderer didn't have the ability to use it on me at all, could it be that I guessed wrong?' Could it be that the murderer's ability can only work on girls? ’
If that's the case, even if the murderer resents me, is there a way to kill it? ’
Luo Zixi sat in the classroom of Qianfan Academy, recalling the somewhat calm and excessive night of thinking last night.
Maybe I'm thinking in the wrong direction, after all, this is the academy where ordinary department abilities are located, and a trait department ability is hidden here, and there is no way to completely control their abilities. ’
'If the strange ability of the dream realm, the murderer has no way to control it, and the clue of the president will be broken, can you only wait for Ling Miao to have news from Anxin's side? ’
Luo Zixi thought like this.