027 Campus Murder Quest (1)

Before An Xian opened his eyes, he felt as if he had ascended to heaven, and the pores of his body were sometimes dilated and sometimes constricted, as if he had swallowed and dissipated.

She felt like her memories were fading, or rather slowly suppressing.

New tasks.

She immediately understood that it was time for her to go to a new mission world.

She also knew that in the new mission world, her memories would disappear again.

Thinking that I had just fallen asleep on the train, I was a little speechless.

This Rubik's Cube really doesn't give her much time to rest.

In the ups and downs, An Xian opened his eyes, and at this time the clarity in his eyes was no longer there, only ignorance.

The next moment, he almost screamed.

Because she was facing a spicy-eyed crime scene.

Murder.

A girl with messy hair and fair skin was lying on a narrow bed, her black hair covering her face, and her facial features could not be seen clearly.

The clothes on his body were ripped off, crumpled and pressed under him.

The pinching marks on the lower leg have been bruised, and the blood is mixed with water marks, which is miserable and miserable.

It looks like an apartment.

An Xian looked down at herself, frowning, she became a drifter.

She floated forward, her movements were very light, and she sensitively felt that the body on the bed seemed to belong to the original owner.

To make sure, she was in the transparent fingers, but through her hair and face.

"What is going to be done?"

An Xian was a little distressed, her mind was empty now, and she didn't know who she was or why she was here.

But it shouldn't be the first time she's experienced something like this.

She was almost certain that she should be the first time she had faced the death of the original owner, and it seemed that her body was still hot.

There were faint bruises on the neck covered by the ends of the girl's hair on the bed, and the bruises on her body also announced that her previous experience was absolutely miserable, and there were no other external injuries on her body.

The visual inspection was that he was choked by the neck and suffocated to death while running errands.

And from the messy traces left on her body, it can be inferred that she is in a passive role in this matter, struggling, and struggling very much.

The bed was a mess, and the curtains next to it were torn down.

There were blood stains on the legs, but there was no white zhuo.

Either the other person is wearing a safety device, or it's not done.

Sweep this narrow room at ease, this girl is not very old, and there should be no adult things.

She looked to the left and right, and her body floated out.

The small apartment is simply decorated, but there are a lot of stuffed animals and greenery.

It shows the innocence and kindness of the owner here.

Was this a deliberate homicide, or was it manslaughter in the midst of too much excitement?

The murderer left no traces, and may even have worn gloves, which means that no fingerprints will be left, so he is very cautious.

It looks like the former, but other possibilities are not ruled out.

An Xian returned to the bedroom, trying to run the girl's hair away, and unexpectedly found that his hand ran through her hair.

Still can't touch her body!

An Xian frowned, what should be done?

She had just understood that she was not from this world.

If she wants to return to her own world, she needs to avenge the girl in front of her, otherwise she won't be able to go back.

"Revenge? How can you get revenge without a body? ”

She came to the window, and the sunlight passed through her body.

"I don't feel anything." An Xian thought to himself, he was a Piao who was not afraid of the sun.

"Whew-"

A strong wind blew, and An Xian felt like he was being blown away!

Leisure: (✘_✘) ↯

Does the wind work for her?

An Xian's consciousness was confused by the wind, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

Regardless of how the original owner died, what she cares about now is, where is she going to be blown to?

When everything was calm, An Xian opened his eyes.

[Two days before the incident, May 18, 2019]

A mechanical voice rang in my head.

What is it?

An Xian only felt a little confused, but at this time, a lot of memories rushed into her mind, filling in what she didn't know when she first came.

She only had time to receive the information cursorely, and she didn't have time to think about it.

Because there are a lot of people around her.

She was surrounded by a group of teenagers and girls in school uniforms, and in front of her, there was a teenager with studs and a handsome looking ruffian.

The boy had short flaxen-colored hair that was soft at first glance, and a pair of cold eyes under the fine bangs.

The facial features are so delicate that people curse God for being unfair, pinch the best jade he uses, and pinch the leftovers they only use.

However, at this time, this unusually handsome and noble young man was looking at "her" with a gentle face, or the former owner.

She was in the original owner's body, but she couldn't control her body.

She knew why she couldn't control the original owner's body.

Because this is two days before the crime, this is the past of this world.

The past is irreversible.

"Hmm." The original owner nodded shyly, and the surrounding students began to coax.

If the original owner had paid attention to it at this time, he would have noticed that these students had banter on their faces.

The boy in front of him is called Lin Yuan, he is the school grass of this school, and he is the object of his crush by the girls in the school.

Although the original owner is beautiful, he has a wooden personality, is timid and cowardly, and is still a special student of this school.

Just one origin is the moat between the two.

But the original owner couldn't see through it, and happily agreed to be his girlfriend.

At this moment, An Xian has the memory of the original owner for sixteen years.

She knew that the original owner was also born in a scholarly family, but her parents died when she was six years old.

In the name of adopting her, the vicious uncle's family seized the house left by her parents and embezzled the inheritance.

But it's not good to the original owner, the original owner is really a little pitiful that no one loves.

simply got good grades, and was specially recruited to enter Alice Academy to study in high school, otherwise the uncle's family may not pay her high school tuition.

In school, it was peaceful, plain, and mediocre for two years, and was confessed by Lin Yuan this year.

In fact, half a month ago, Sun Yuanyuan, who was at the same table as her, told her that Lin Yuan liked her.

But the original owner didn't dare to believe it, until more and more people told her, and she had expectations in her heart.

That beautiful prince like a fairy tale likes her!

Such a thing, think like a dream.

And today, the dream has come true.

She promised Lin Yuan just now to be his girlfriend.

So happy!

An Xian can feel the heart of the original owner.

Beating, like a pearl on a plate.

An Xian instinctively felt that it was wrong.

It wasn't that she buried the original owner, but that she understood Lin Yuan's coldness at a glance.

This kind of well-born teenager is chased and held, and it is hard to believe that he will like a girl like the original owner.

Reality is never a fairy tale, and Cinderella who pretends to be a royal family cannot be happy.

Sure enough, the next moment-

"Hahaha, she really agreed! Look at her expression, she looks like a clown. ”

"Lin Shao, you are really charming, and the nerds in our school have also been impressed by you."

"This nerd is stupid! I was able to press her to survive until the twentieth, but she was defeated on the eighteenth. ”

The original owner was stunned.

She looked at Lin Yuan, who was affectionate before, in a daze, and regained her indifference.

Two boys were beside him, looking at her with disdain.

The original owner is not really stupid, when he saw this scene, he knew that he had been tricked and became a toy for these rich people.

"Why?"