Even though he knew that Song Li was very powerful, but even the ancient warriors were defeated so quickly, Chu Qi's pupils still shrank, and his eyes showed shock.

The man is dead.

After easing his emotions, Chu Qi walked over and said in a low voice, "Miss Song, I'll deal with it." ”

Song Li took a step back and said in a deep voice, "See if there are any special marks on him." ”

Chu Qi nodded and stepped forward to examine it carefully.

Half an hour later, he frowned: "Nothing." ”

There was no sign on this killer that could prove his identity, and the face was ordinary, and he couldn't find it in the crowd.

"Do you want to kill me?" The corners of Song Li's lips were hooked, the tails of his eyes were stained with evil red, and the coldness that came out of his bones: "Then it depends on whether you have that ability!" ”

——

In the next few days, Song Li encountered three more assassinations, two of which were ancient warriors.

And the third one was a sniper, and the bullet grazed Song Li's forehead.

The first two committed suicide after failure, and this one was taken off by Chu Qi for the first time and brought back for interrogation, but this person was stunned and didn't say a word.

Fu Shiyi's eyes were condensed, and his voice was cold: "Send it to Jiang Heyi." ”

He came back after Song Li's first assassination and has been by Song Li's side for the past few days.

After taking the sniper away on the fifth day of the first month, Fu Shiyi's eyes swept around, his eyes fell on Song Li, and his eyebrows twisted: "The imperial court is not safe, live in a different place?" ”

The security of this community is strict, but it can't stop the ancient warriors.

Judging from the offensive in the past few days, the other party obviously looks like he will not stop if he does not kill Song.

Song Li frowned and said in a deep voice: "They came at me, it's useless to change anywhere." ”

——

The all-subject exam takes three and a half days.

Song Li basically handed in the papers half an hour in advance for every session, which made the invigilator helpless.

When they were eating together, Qu Le muttered in a low voice: "Little aunt, this is the joint entrance examination of 100 schools, you won't get a zero score in the whole exam, right?" ”

Cong Tong also said: "I heard that this exam, the top attaches great importance to it, and after the results are released, the campuses in all major districts will come to recruit students. ”

Song Li supported his chin with one hand, his eyes were bright: "I can't be more serious." ”

“……”

When they arrive at the point, they are still entangled in whether the question is right or wrong, and it is still serious to hand in the paper half an hour early?

Cong Tong: They didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhong Xian glanced at them and hummed: "My little aunt is a big boss, how can you mortals understand." ”

"It's as if you're not mortal." Qu Le grunted, and the consequence was that he was slapped on the back of the head by Zhong Xian.

——

Song Li was assassinated, because of the soundproofing of the bedroom, Song Li injected Tan Beixing with medicine at night, even if there was a disturbance, Tan Beixing never knew about it.

The imperial court was not safe, so Song Li put Tan Beixing to Zhong Jingfeng, sent a few secret guards to protect him secretly, and followed Fu Shiyi to the capital.

The night is dark, and the water building is brightly lit.

Jiang He was not elegant, with two dark circles under his eyes: "I used up the torture, my mouth was pried open, but I only said one sentence, and the original words were, 'Song Li, you can't escape'." ”

He hadn't slept for two days to interrogate this sniper, and he didn't ask anything other than this.

Zhang Wenrui also said this.

Song Li, Tan Beixing, 319 Biomedical Engineering, Zhang Wenrui, Gu Wushi.

What's the connection between all this?

Fu Shiyi's eyes were terrifyingly dark, like an abyss, and he couldn't see a little bit of skylight.

——

Next.

Early in the morning, the fifth day of the new year came in from outside, and his eyes were very strange: "Master, Mrs. is here." ”

The wife in his mouth is Ji Qing.

Fu Shiyi frowned, thought about it, and said, "Let her in." ”

Ji Qing is forty years old this year, but he is well-maintained and graceful.

As soon as she entered, she looked around, as if she was looking for someone.

Fu Shiyi said lightly: "Don't look for it, you haven't gotten up yet." ”

This year's winter is extremely cold, and the snow is also thick, and Song Li has been assassinated in the past few days, so he only slept well today.