In less than a day, almost all the students knew about the new professor in the Department of Forensic Medicine.

It can be regarded as causing a certain sensation.

Song Zhinuan sniffed, walked to the school gate with a lollipop in his mouth, and prepared to return to his apartment, listening to the excited discussions of the surrounding classmates.

Department of Forensic Medicine? New professor?

She blinked, and she seemed to ......... I slept in the first class, and I didn't even know what the professor's name was.

But it doesn't matter, you'll always find out later.

When I walked to the school gate, it was already dark, the snow was very thick, and there was a sound of "poof" and "poof" when I stepped on the ground.

The street lights on the side of the road were already on, although it was only six o'clock in the evening, but the sky had already sunk, after all, it was winter, and it got dark faster.

She didn't actually have any classes, and she came out late today after studying some related problems in the anatomy classroom.

Ding——

The mobile phone rang, it was a call from Officer Yang of the criminal police team, and Song Zhinuan picked it up with crooked eyebrows.

"What result?"

Over there was Officer Yang's slightly muffled voice: "The DNA comparison has come out, and the three severed fingers are indeed Su Jin's." ”

Song Zhinuan didn't feel too surprised, as for why the severed finger appeared on the side of the bicycle lane, it is not difficult to think of this, after all, that street can directly lead to the eldest brother's villa, which is a mistake of the murderer.

But...... How does the murderer seem to know her itinerary and plans very well?

What do you want to express when you send Su Jin's corpse over? What does it have to do with her?

"Slut!"

When Song Zhinuan was deep in thought, she suddenly heard a sharp voice, she looked up in confusion, and saw a figure running towards her, as if he wanted to settle accounts with her.

His face was gloomy and hideous, he was a young man, and he held a knife in his hand and rushed towards Song Zhinuan.

Song Zhinuan's eyes widened a little, and the blade was particularly terrifying under the reflection of the moonlight.

And she didn't have time to dodge at all.

As the knife was about to stab her, an unknown object flew from behind her in a perfect parabola and smashed into the man's wrist.

The knife fell in an instant, and the man's hind legs hurt a few steps.

The object that hit the man also fell to the ground, and it was an extremely thick French book.

Song Zhinuan blinked at all this with beautiful big eyes throughout the whole process, and it was incredibly fast.

The sound of dull and leisurely footsteps came from behind him, and a unique cold fragrance came from his side, a very good fragrance that Song Zhinuan had never smelled.

"It's a pity that the books are broken." The low voice was unhurried, revealing a kind of light and breeze, as if the thrilling just now was just an illusion.

Song Zhinuan's heartstrings trembled slightly, she looked up at a step away from her side, the man's tall and tall figure was wrapped in orange street lamps, but it did not add the slightest warmth.

Dressed in plain black, simple but indifferent and alienated.

From her point of view, you can only see the side of his face, at first glance, white, very white, and then, good-looking, really good-looking.

It's even much better looking than her brothers.

His gaze fell on the poor book that had fallen apart, as if it were a pity.

Song Zhinuan couldn't help blinking his eyes and observing this "beauty" carefully, habitually wanting to assemble a set of his detailed data in his brain, but ......

She couldn't see any information other than her beauty.