The showers did not stop, and the clouds were thick.

Inside, it's warm. There were three or four people sitting around, and it was Mu Ci and a few people. Several people looked at the desktop, which was now sitting on a few photographs and a CD.

"Got it figured?" Yun Shu raised his eyes and looked at Shang Mu Porcelain.

Mu Porcelain Zhu lips hooked the arc of evil, and raised his eyebrows, "Do you have a better way?" ”

Slender fingers, pinching the picture on the table and cloaking it to the fingertips. Suddenly, he flicked it lightly and plunged it directly into the target hanging on the wall, and the target was marked with the word "murderer".

"The headmaster is suspicious, but what if it's someone else?" Yun Shu then asked. She obviously didn't believe Mu Ci, this way of gambling on her life, even if it led to the murderer, but the danger was incalculable.

In particular, they are only skeptical now.

Hearing this, Mu Ci turned his head and squinted at Yun Shu, "Who do you think, who will it be?" The school surveillance was destroyed, but it was the aisle opposite. Or maybe someone is hiding somewhere I don't notice and running up on their own?

Or ......" Mu Ci pulled out the photo and threw it on the table, smiling rather than smiling, "You still doubt me." ”

"I do doubt you." Yun Shu admitted frankly, "But, you are not." As you said, the surveillance of this school building was destroyed, and it is obvious that someone wanted to frame it.

As for this person being the principal, I think it's too arbitrary? How could he kill his own daughter? Tiger poison does not eat children, maybe behind this matter, there are others we still don't know. ”

Yun Shu didn't dare to imagine that if a father killed his own daughter. She didn't even want to think about how chaotic the world was.

Mu Ci pursed her lips and looked at Yun Shu with a complicated expression.

Pitch-black pupils, staring at the picture on the table, and the CD with everyone's faces on it.

A story, not yet credible. But just yesterday, on the rooftop, she picked up the principal's badge, as well as the conversation with the victim's family. Obviously, it was the people from the school who pressed it down.

She originally thought it was the reputation of the school, but now it seems to be more like covering up the crime. This forced her to start doubting the principal, so she proposed to lure the snake out of the hole.

Naturally, the bait was her, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she attracted Yun Shu's disapproval.

"I have my own plans." Mu Ci said lightly.

When the words fell, her hand was held by Yu Yan'an, and she looked at each other suspiciously. But he couldn't help but be stunned by a pair of dark and deep eyes, mixed with forbearance and anger, and the strength in his hands gradually increased.

But no matter what, I can't pull it out.

"This matter will not drag on for long, I will take Xiao Porcelain away first." After speaking, Yu Yan'an held Mu Ci's hand and dragged her into the room.

Seeing this, Yun Shu hurriedly spoke: "Mu Ci, I don't doubt you, but I don't allow ......"

As soon as she finished speaking, a phone call came, and she answered the phone with a frown. And the back put on disbelief, exclaiming: "Principal, died in the school stinky ditch? ”

Mu Ci and Yu Yan'an were stunned for a moment, and then a person's figure flashed in Mu Ci's mind, and he rushed out of the door. Pedal on the motorcycle, go straight to the school.

The showers didn't stop, and it poured down outside the window.

Mu Porcelain's clothes were wet, the road was sparsely populated, and motorcycles were speeding down the streets. Broke into the school gate of H University and stayed on the abandoned teaching building.

She glanced upstairs, it was Su Yu.

Damn it. Mu Ci scolded secretly, rushed upstairs, and went straight to the rooftop. At the moment when she went up to the rooftop, it happened to be the moment when Su Yu stood on the top of the rooftop, holding a gun and pointing it at her.

"What are you doing?" Mu Ci asked rhetorically.

Su Yu chuckled: "you." ”