Yang Junfei looked at the woman who kept looking for her hand and was noncommittal. For more exciting, please visit the nose head river people come and go, although a hand is not big, but it must have bloodstains, and it has not been found yet, I am afraid it only represents a situation. It was washed away after falling into the river.

The two of them continued to walk back with some embarrassment, Xu Weiwei was obviously a victim of the eight-o'clock romantic drama, she kept talking about the girl's touching behavior, and the old man yawned when she heard it. Feelings, with Qin's death, he only has to act on the spot. He has a lot of women, but none of them can finally get together, because he can't love it, and he doesn't have the courage to love it again. For so many years, in addition to the piano, there was only one Zhang Ice Shadow left. But the woman also threw herself into the arms of her best friend.

Sometimes looking back, is his life really cursed?

Xu Weiwei obviously felt Yang Junfei's low mood, and she stopped her noise empathetically. The female teacher remembered something, a trace of red drifted across her face, she mustered up her courage and raised her head, "Junfei, tonight, can I go to your room?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then nodded straightly, "Of course, it's my honor." ”

"Then, then, let's go straight back?" The female teacher was looked at by his scorching gaze, and immediately lowered her head and asked in a voice as light as a mosquito's eyelashes.

"Of course, I went straight back, I just happened to be sleepy." Yang Junfei let out a long yawn, a very fake yawn.

Xu Weiwei chuckled and reached out to grab his hand. His hands are big, warm, and give people a sense of security. The female teacher is reluctant to let go after grabbing it, holding it like this and never letting go, how good would it be?

The relationship is really wonderful, I don't know what the other party is, but Xu Weiwei thinks that this man who has only known him for a few days has a strong attraction. As if the south pole of the magnet always attracts the north pole, she is inexplicably attracted like a moth to a fire, and it doesn't matter if she is crushed to pieces.

The love between men and women is so simple. It's just that who knows, what Yang Junfei thinks? No one could see through the emotions hidden beneath his thick mask, even those who knew him well could hardly read them.

Their dormitory was in rooms 303 and 304 on the second floor, and as soon as he walked through the staircase, Yang Junfei's face immediately became grim, and he stopped without blinking, and gave Xu Weiwei a silent gesture.

Teacher Xu covered his mouth cutely.

The old man inspected the hole in the window back and forth more than ten times with his inquiring eyes, and then whispered, "Teacher Xu, you should go back to your room first." We'll make an appointment tomorrow. ”

"Is there a thief? Do you want me to call the police? Xu Weiwei also saw the broken glass and asked nervously.

"No, I don't." Yang Junfei immediately shook his head. He pushed the female teacher back into the room, and then took out the key to open his door. His hand vaguely grasped the handle of the gun that was hidden with him, twisted the door open, and scurried in gently.

There was silence in the room, which made him even more alarmed. Despite the darkness and silence around him, his unusually elite sensory system picked up some strange sounds. The sound also made his expression strange.

It was the sound of even breathing, as if someone had fallen asleep. If it is really an enemy, how can it be possible to expose the breath, let alone fall asleep. So the only answer is obvious.

Yang Junfei angrily retracted his hand from the gun and turned on the electric light. Sure enough, Xue Qian was curled up in her bed and sleeping Zhengxiang. What a false alarm!

"Get up!" He walked over and tapped his sister-in-law's head with just the right amount of force. The girl woke up suddenly, she rubbed her big eyes, and found her brother-in-law in her blurred vision.

Before Yang Junfei could reproach, the girl had already hugged him tightly with a 'wow', and cried loudly in aggrieved and frightened.

Yang Junfei was taken aback, and his face showed a sinister face, "Is it someone who bullied you, tell me, I'll help you get back on the field!" ”

"It's not." Xue Qian cried even more sadly, "Brother-in-law, I'm dying." I am afraid that the curse of the second class has been fulfilled in me. ”

"What the hell is going on?" The old man's heart pounded, and a bad premonition began to climb his heart.

The girl rubbed her eyes, which were already crying and swollen, and a trace of gloom and gloom appeared on her beautiful face, "I can't tell you clearly, I'll show you something, brother-in-law, you are clear." ”

As she spoke, her eyes looked over to the carton on the dining table.

Yang Junfei's eyes also fell on the carton. A very ordinary carton should be used to hold snacks. Could it be that there is something deadly in it?

Without saying a word, he walked over and opened the carton. Suddenly, a bloody hand was revealed.

Yang Junfei frowned, "What are you kidding?" ”

"I'm not kidding." Xue Qian hid in the distance of the box in fear, "That hand is alive." ”

"Alive?" The old man's brow furrowed even tighter, and he poked his hand at the right hand that was lying quietly on his stomach, his fingers stained with some red liquid. It's soft to the touch, it feels like it's skinny, it's just cold, like it just came out of the freezer compartment of the refrigerator. The coldness rushed down the old man's fingers into his bone marrow, and goosebumps immediately rose on his arms.

Yang Jun jerked his hand back and shivered at the same time. Hands, indeed, human hands. And it didn't take long to break off. It's just a bit contradictory, why is it so cold, but the blood stains on the side don't show the slightest sign of freezing?

He put his bloodstained fingers in front of his nose and sniffed it, and a disgusting smell of blood immediately rushed into his nostrils, and he coughed nauseously.

Yang Junfei restrained his unserious mentality, turned his gaze, and looked at his sister-in-law, "Tell me clearly, what's going on?" ”

Xue Qian showed an expression of fear to death, and trembled and recounted the cause and effect of this hand.

"You mean, it once choked your neck?" The old man asked, squinting.

"Well, look." The girl showed her fair slender neck, and she saw that her neck did have traces of pinching hard, and her five finger prints were clearly visible.

"Strange, what have you done too many people to do?" Yang Junfei tapped his hand on the tabletop.

"I don't know." Xue Qian shook her head, she thought about the memory of today's whole day, but she still had no reliable impression at all.

The old man tried to poke the hand with all sorts of things, including cutting it with a knife, burning it with a lighter, pressing it with an iron block, and even finding a steel pipe to hit the hand hard. Blood splattered everywhere, and a disgusting stench filled the room.

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