The same blood, the same hellish scene, the same room without the slightest clue......

The bloody aura that permeated the room was like an invisible net, which made Zhu Ying a little breathless. "Quick, immediately notify the medical examiner, prepare to survey the scene, I don't believe that such a horrific killing will leave no clues. ”

As an experienced criminal police captain, Zhu Ying's orders are very accurate, but what she encounters is not an ordinary homicide.

Two hours later, everyone was almost turning the villa upside down, and still didn't find the slightest clue.

"Sister Ying, I just got the news that the properties of the two victims have all announced that they will sell their assets and donate to charity. ”

"That is to say, the murderer did not come for money, is it really a murder?"

For a moment, Zhu Ying somewhat believed Lin Feng's inference, but still didn't believe in the ghost's speculation. Due to commonality, the Xicheng Branch combined the two cases for investigation......

What happened here, Lin Feng, who was reading books in the library, didn't pay too much attention to it.

He is the Lord of Hell, but not the Holy Mother, and he has already said that the other party does not believe him, and there is no way to do it. What's more, this is revenge, and the guilt of the murdered family is also quite strong.

"There's a green tea in the Academy of Fine Arts, do you know?"

This matter has been spread all over the forum, and now who doesn't know, I really didn't expect that the famous art talent has such an unknown side. ”

"In these years, the surface is pure and lovely, but who knows how many female watches there are in secret!"

About the talented girl of the Academy of Fine Arts, when the junior intervenes in other people's feelings, she asks for a huge amount of property with nude photos. Almost overnight, it swept the intranet forum of the University of Saint-Rowe.

"Tsk, I usually look at Zhao Jiayu very arrogantly, she looks like a white lotus, but I didn't expect it to be so poisonous. ”

"Who says it's not, the three-year character design is now collapsing!"

All kinds of gossip about the talented art girl Zhao Jiayu spread among the teachers and students of the school with the attitude of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. In just two days, it has evolved, and several versions that slander Zhao Jiayu have come out.

In the campus café, Chen Ling stirred the coffee in his cup. It wasn't long before a young man with eyes sat down across from him with a smirk.

"Ling Shao, I have already followed your orders, and now Zhao Jiayu's reputation has completely stinked. ”

"It's very good, a guy with no background, and he dares to refuse Ben Shao's pursuit again and again, I really don't know whether to live or die. ”

"That's her stupidity, even if the painting is good, what can she do? Ling Shao likes her because she is convinced......

The woman sitting next to Chen Ling heard the conversation between the two in front of her. I couldn't help but feel a chill in my back, and I couldn't help but show a trace of fear in my eyes when I looked at the two of them.

At the University of San Ro, there is no shortage of talented people, and there is no shortage of rich and powerful people. If you want to live like a human being here, you have to learn to compromise......

Thinking of this, the woman next to her couldn't help but smile on her face.

In the dormitory of the Academy of Fine Arts, Zhao Jiayu has not been out for two days since the post broke out. The once confident, sunny, and beautiful girl has also become a different look.

Blank eyes, messy long hair, and a thin figure.

Gossip is a kind of hurtful sword that pierces the heart, showing great power. In just two days, Zhao Jiayu experienced unprecedented darkness.

The teacher's questioning gaze, the classmates' discussions, and the girlfriends' slander. All of this made her, a girl who was just twenty-one years old, endure incomparably huge pressure.

"It's not like this, I didn't do a junior, and I didn't get involved in other people's feelings. ”

"I was framed by someone, it was someone else who took revenge on me, and deliberately released such a rumor that he was going to ruin me......"

Sitting on the bed, Zhao Jiayu's mouth had already begun, unconsciously defending herself. But her words, like rootless duckweed, don't even believe her best friends.

At the turn of day and night, Tang Xiao took a few landscape paintings and returned to the villa to put them on the table.

"Don't you think those rumors are true?"

"What do you think?" Lin Feng asked as he spread out the paintings on the table.

"I feel that someone should deliberately smear me, I am friends with Tian Lin, a teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts, and she has told me more than once that Zhao Jiayu is a good girl. ”

While speaking, in the living room of the villa, several landscape paintings from Zhao Jiayu have all been spread out.

The room fell silent, and the eyes of the two were already attracted by the painting in front of them. Chinese painting attaches great importance to artistic conception, and the painting will naturally contain all kinds of emotions of the artist......

The five paintings brought by Tang Xiao are lacking in technique, but they overwhelm the artistic conception of the paintings themselves in terms of emotions.

These paintings are Zhao Jiayu's most recent works, and they should have encountered a lot of trouble. Otherwise, with her skills, it would be impossible to have such a strong helplessness and grief ......"

"If nothing else, the rumors that are circulating now are indeed that someone is behind the scenes. ”

After coming to the same conclusion, Tang Xiao's pretty face suddenly showed a worried look. grabbed Lin Feng and quickly ran out of the villa.

"For girls, Zhao Jiayu is now in the darkest stage of her life, and I heard that she has not been in class for two days. If you don't think about it, you won't be able to think about it, and you will do something ......"

Tang Xiao pulled Lin Feng and ran towards the dormitory building of the Academy of Fine Arts, but only the dormitory where Zhao Jiayu lived was empty. On the rooftop, a young girl in a white dress is waving a brush on the drawing board in front of her by the moonlight.

Long black hair was flying, and strong resentment and unwillingness continued to emanate from her body.

As the anger in Zhao Jiayu's heart became more and more intense, the originally beautiful and clear eyes were now full of bloodshots. When the last stroke was made, he lifted his beloved sketchpad and walked to the edge of the roof with a cold face.

"Goodbye, if there is an afterlife, I don't want to be so tired......"

muttered to himself in his heart, and then jumped without hesitation, and the whole person jumped directly from the rooftop. The wind blew her long hair and long white dress, and her bloodshot eyes slowly closed.

"Boom la la ......"

Suddenly, the sound of the chain sounding, and then before Zhao Jiayu could react. The chains wrapped around her waist and were thrown back to the roof by a tremendous force.

At the moment of landing, a tall figure with sharp edges and a chain in her hand caught her eye.