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"You're so loved at home, and your mother will blame me when she sees your clothes like this." Although the juice was knocked over by Lin Xuedong himself, it didn't have much to do with Yang Yin.

After hearing Yang Yin say this, Lin Xuedong no longer shirked. Yang Yin took Lin Xuedong to the dormitory to change clothes, of course, Yang Yin's clothes were slightly wide on Lin Xuedong's body, and they looked a little weird.

"I haven't answered the question that the senior just asked." Lin Xuedong sat on Ji Xiaoxuan's bed, picked up a candy on the bedside table and put it in his mouth, and after chewing for a while, he said, "The old guard said that the figure of the suspicious person he saw was quite similar to those track and field team members, because those track and field team members were also practicing every morning, so he really didn't suspect it at that time." However, every time I saw the suspicious person, the suspicious person was wearing a hat, so I didn't see the suspicious person's face clearly. ”

"So, it's useless?"

"But at least I know that Tan Xiaoming was indeed targeted before he died. And as you said before, Tan Xiaoming's spirit suddenly hallucinates and then committed suicide with a decorative rabbit, this strange unnatural phenomenon can be manipulated with the Book of Life and Death. This suspicious person must have been carefully observing Tan Xiaoming's work and rest habits before, and knew very well what kind of person Tan Xiaoming was and his daily schedule, and then committed the crime. ”

After he finished speaking, he slapped his palms and smiled to himself: "I didn't expect me to be so smart and able to say this reasoning completely!" ”

"It's just speculation at the moment, we don't have evidence."

"'If you walk by, you will leave a trace'. I remember a well-known forensic doctor who said that. Anyway, I feel that there has been some progress in the incident, isn't the senior happy? ”

Lin Xuedong's soft eyes under the indoor light reminded Yang Yin of his younger brother, if only his younger brother was really still there, maybe he and Lin Xuedong could become good friends. "I'm really happy." Finally, he replied.

"That's not the end of it." Lin Xuedong took another candy from the bedside table and put it in his mouth. "This candy is really delicious, let my mother buy some next time." Is this what Senior Ji Xiaoxuan left? I thought that an artist like him would not like it, or dare not eat sweets. ”

"It was given to him by his sister. I don't think he's that passionate about his work as a singer, at least compared to his work as a zombie hunter. Yang Yin took out a book that Lin Xuedong had brought over in the morning from the drawer, he hadn't fully understood some questions about the book of life and death, and he wanted to take advantage of the past few days to read all the books that Lin Xuedong had brought over.

"It turns out that Sister Xiao Li likes this! I know. Lin Xuedong showed an expression of sudden realization.

Hearing Lin Xuedong mention Ji Xiaoli, Yang Yin couldn't help but laugh.

In the evening of this day, Lin Xuedong wandered alone in the corridor of the dormitory. "This place looks pretty good." He was talking to himself as he took several pictures with his phone.

Pictures of many people hang on the walls of the hallway, and there are also notes below the photos. He stopped below a photograph.

- Traces of memory: the day engraved in my heart. The photograph shows Shefferi, who looked younger than he is now, being surrounded and walking out, holding in his hand an object draped in a blanket, which seems to be a corpse, and the most horrific thing is that there is a human head on top of the blanket. The man's head was closed, his expression was very serene, and his silhouette was somewhat similar to Li Ning's. There were traces of blood on the neck of the human head, and the blanket was stained red with red blood. Beside Xie Feili stood a girl about eight or nine years old, wrapped in a large quilt, looking very trance-like.

It appears to be a dead person, and the person's head and body have been separated for some reason. Underneath the labels, many people wrote messages and posted them on the walls.

- Heavenly Father, you will be doing well. Without a name, Lin Xuedong thought that this note should have been written by the child of the person Xie Feili was holding. It is estimated that the decapitated corpse in Xie Feili's hand is a man, so this man's child has already come to apply for the zombie hunter exam. I don't know if I got in.

-- Go all the way.

――I wonder how the girl is doing?

…… Some of the comments that follow are signed, and it seems that they are all candidates who came here to take the exam, and some may be the teachers of the training.

Lin Xuedong read these messages carefully, and then the sky was gradually darkening. He yawned and walked back towards Yang Yin and Ji Xiaoxuan's dormitory. Looking at the loot of the day today in his mobile phone, he was thinking about whether to show off with Zheng Jia when he went back.

"What should I do...... Do you want to tell the teacher......" A strange boy spoke around the corner, sounding a little panicked.

"Hey!" Lin Xuedong suddenly appeared around the corner and shouted at the man, "Are you okay?" Want to help? ”

As soon as the man saw someone appear, he trembled with fright, he saw Lin Xuedong's face, was surprised, and then pushed Lin Xuedong violently. His strength was very strong, and Lin Xuedong was pushed by him and even hit the corner directly.

When Lin Xuedong rubbed his stomach and raised his head, where was there a figure around the corner?

"What the hell!" Lin Xuedong pounded the wall and said, "The board brush head has long been out of fashion!" Idiot! ”

They all thought it would be a good day, but after half past nine in the evening, the sky began to thunder again.

"What's the weather going on lately? The big winter makes it look like the rainy season of yellow plums! Clothes can't even dry! Lin Xuedong fell on Ji Xiaoxuan's bed and said depressedly.

"Put me here in your wool vest." Yang Yin began to classify the books that were piled up on his bed. "I'll send it to your school when it's dried in a few days."

"Senior Yang Yin, was this kind of ghost weather in this city in the past the winter?"

"Don't call the heavens ghosts."

"Can't you see that the senior is also afraid of God?"

Yang Yin thought of Xuanfeng. "I'm not afraid of them." "Also, the winter in this city hasn't been like this before, and this year is really weird." ”

"That's why so many people died."

The wind was blowing louder and louder, and raindrops were already hitting the windowpanes. "Sure enough, it really rained." Lin Xuedong patted the pillow angrily, as if he could make the weather clear by patting the pillow. "It turned out to be a short sunny day for more than ten hours."

Yang Yin put the sorted books into the drawer of the bedside table, and after putting the books away, he looked out the window, and sure enough, it was already windy outside, and there were big raindrops scattered on the window pane, although it was not dense, but it looked like it would be a heavy rain.

"Senior, there's something I haven't figured out yet." Lin Xuedong nestled on the bed, looking like a lazy puppy.

"You say." Yang Yin also sat down, although nothing special happened this day, he did feel a little tired.

"That's it, that person, I mean the person who wanted to kill the candidate, why did he target Chairman Li and not the others as soon as he came in?"