Xiao Ling was sent back to school by a police car.

However, when he was still a certain distance from the school, he got out of the car, and the criminal police who accompanied him tacitly laughed at him and went straight away.

It was already completely dark, and under the dim street lamp, Xiao Ling was walking on the boulevard of the school with his backpack that had been torn off.

Not far ahead is his dormitory.

Surprisingly, compared to the hustle and bustle of the past, 703 is quite quiet.

Haven't those guys come back yet?

Xiao Ling was almost at the door.

But the light from the crack in the door and the air window above told Xiao Ling that someone had come back before him.

Is it just one person coming back, or are they all sleeping?

When Xiao Ling pushed them away, he was surprised again: except for himself, the other five people in the dormitory were all there!

At this moment, they were gathered in front of the 'keyboard' Feng Zijian's computer, and no one noticed Xiao Ling coming in.

Xiao Ling is the master who is best at brushing up on the sense of existence.

As soon as he saw this, Xiao Ling suddenly had evil thoughts, so he immediately shouted:

"Wori, you guys are a little bolder, you don't even lock the door when you watch island movies!"

The five people who were staring at the computer screen were taken aback in an instant, and they all turned their heads at the same time.

"Thirteen, do you owe too much, and you want to find a fight as soon as you come back?" 'Ximen Grand Official' Zhao Rui immediately stared at Xiao Ling with eyes that could kill.

'Thirteen' is the nickname given to Xiao Ling by his roommates.

Because he looks a bit like Wu Qilong, after seeing Xiao Shiyi Lang, everyone called him Xiao Shisanlang, referred to as Thirteen.

But then, Zhao Rui was stunned again: "Ya is like a bear, are you fighting with people outside?" He should have seen the gauze on Xiao Ling's head and the bruised patches on his arms.

"Nima, it must have been a failure to flirt with a sister and someone was beaten up!" The fifth Wu Hua pushed his glasses and smiled obscenely.

"Did you accidentally fall on the floor when you rolled the sheets?" The youngest Liu Can laughed.

", is Lao Tzu like that?" Xiao Ling rolled his eyes.

"You guys think about it too much, Thirteen has already decided to hand over his first time to Luo Ziyan!" Wang Hui, nicknamed 'Meat Ball', glanced at Xiao Ling with great resentment.

"Whew!" Feng Zijian immediately took a sip of Wang Hui: "Luo Ziyan is Lao Tzu's dream goddess!" ”

"Wrong! She is the dream goddess of the boys in the school! Zhao Rui dug out a large lump of boogers from his nostrils and rubbed it vigorously in his hands.

"What are you looking at?" Xiao Ling just didn't hear it, threw his backpack on his top bunk, and walked towards everyone.

"Last night, someone was killed at the back door of the school!" Wang Hui's expression was solemn, and he suddenly lowered his voice: "This is the surveillance video that the 'keyboard' finally stole with great difficulty." ”

"There is a kind of FBI that goes to the black American emperor, and the backstage of Lao Hei's own school is used as a bird." Xiao Ling patted Feng Zijian's shoulder, and then sighed again: "In these years, there are always some people who play with their lives, and some who are played!" Let's just try not to get played! ”

After saying that, he also yawned a lot, saying that he was not too interested in it.

He casually glanced at the computer screen and prepared to go to bed.

After tossing all day without saying anything, he was beaten by a fat beating, and now Xiao Ling is not sleepy, but he only feels as if he has been poured a bucket of chili oil, which is hot and sore and sore.

"Really Nyima is cold-blooded!" Liu Can pursed his lips.

"If something happens to you, Lao Tzu will personally go to the scene to avenge you!" Xiao Ling's face was ill-intentioned.

"Don't say it. If it weren't for the monk standing here, Lao Tzu would have thought that the one who was killed was the monk! Saying that, Wang Hui also deliberately glanced at Liu Can.

"The dead are similar to monks?" Xiao Ling immediately frowned.

"There is only one truth, come on Conan!" Feng Zijian smiled at the computer. "Detective, let's see what you can see."

Xiao Ling rolled his eyes, pulled a chair, lit another cigarette, and sat down next to him.

Feng Zijian then replayed the video.

The time shown on the surveillance is 1:49 a.m. today.

At this time, most people had already fallen asleep, so there was no one on the path at the back door of the school.

A minute later, a person appears in the frame.

Because the surveillance camera is far away, I can't see the person's appearance clearly, so I can only see a rough idea.

The man was about 1.7 meters tall, bald, wearing a blue T-shirt, gray-white pants, and a pair of white shoes on his feet, and was walking leisurely towards the school.

Looking at the body shape, that person is indeed very similar to his roommate 'honest monk' Liu Can.

Just as the bald head passed under a tree, suddenly, a black shadow jumped out of the green belt next to it, like a hungry wolf, and directly pounced on the bald head to the ground.

The sudden change made Xiao Ling's heart immediately rise to his throat.

Before Xiao Ling could come back to his senses, the next scene immediately made him feel a chill slowly rising from his tail vertebrae, and his entire back was cold.

What suddenly pounced out was not a hungry wolf, but a person, a man in black clothes and black pants!

As soon as the man in black pounced on the bald head, his right hand swung up and smashed it into the bald head, as if he was holding something in his hand.

Once, twice, three ......times, it was as if he had an unrelenting hatred for the bald head!

The man in black moved extremely fast, and in a matter of seconds, he had already smashed dozens of times on the bald head!

There was no sound in the video, and in less than half a minute, two people rushed out of the security room at the back door, and it is estimated that the security guard heard the movement.

Seeing someone chasing him out, the man in black threw the things in his hand, turned around and fled into the darkness.

At this time, two security guards had rushed to him, and one of them chased after the man in black......

At this point, the intercepted video is finished.

"Well, I'm not wrong, right?" Wang Hui said in a low voice.

"Give me back my life...... Give me back my life...... Wow......"

A gloomy male voice suddenly came from behind Xiao Ling, and as soon as Wang Hui turned around, he immediately scolded: "Monk, your sister, you can't scare anyone!" ”

Xiao Ling also turned around, Liu Can was standing there smiling evilly, but he was wearing a blue and white shirt, shorts + slippers at the moment.

Looking at Liu Can's slippery head, Xiao Ling also felt that the person's body shape was very close to Liu Can, and both of them were bald. However, he didn't think much of it, after all, a big living person was standing there.

"Hurry up, take care of any shadows first, I have to confirm your identity!" Wang Hui smiled and stepped forward to grab Liu Can and pushed him under the lamp.

"Meat ball, my day-you-ancestor, if Lao Tzu becomes a ghost, the first one will not let you go!" Liu Can's face was angry.

"Chubby, can you be bored any longer?" Zhao Rui flicked his fingers, and the nasal boogers that had been rubbed by him for a long time flew out of the door.

"Hold the grass, in order to watch a broken video, I suffocated all the urine of Lao Tzu! Let the water go. Liu Can laughed and rushed out.

"I heard that the police uncle has already come, that person shouldn't be from our school, it's probably a thief!" Feng Zijian stood up, poured himself a glass of water, turned around and sat on the corner of the table and continued: "However, that murderer is really ruthless, that person's head was smashed to pieces, not only unrecognizable, but even the skull was smashed!" ”

"Day, what a hatred these two must!" Wang Hui sighed. "Anyway, the murderer's hand is strong enough!"

"I won't talk to you, I'll make an appointment with my sister, and I won't be back tonight." Feng Zijian smiled lewdly and put down the cup.

"Keyboard, just your bones, Lao Tzu feels hanging!" Wang Hui glanced at him and sneered: "Every day is either a game or a sister paper, if you go on like this, you don't have to wait until you graduate, you have to finish!" ”