[You're awake,

In a completely unfamiliar environment,

Even though you feel very unwell,

But the truth is that you have made a lot of money,

A thirty-year-old soul travels to an eighteen-year-old boy, what are you not satisfied with?

Of course, the premise is to find a way to live first, and there is Mrs. Suzume with a extreme background lying next to you, if you are discovered, hehe......]

Shirakawa lay on the bed, and an inauthentic narration sounded in his ears, reminding him of the crisis of his surroundings in addition to directly expressing his discomfort.

He opened his eyes, and the dappled sunlight outside the window was shining in, slightly glaring.

He rubbed his eyes and saw the strange woman beside him, with fair skin, cold facial features, and picturesque eyebrows.

She lay quietly, like a fairy tale sleeping beauty, although she should seem to be almost thirty, but the years have added charm and charm to her, like a glass of mellow red wine.

However, before Shirakawa could take a closer look at her beauty, he noticed the dagger stuck in front of her.

A blood flower like a red rose has already solidified, freezing the whole picture at her most beautiful moment.

There wasn't even a trace of pain left on her face.

[Oh, the situation is worse than before, Mrs. Suzume is dead, if you don't erase the traces of your existence as soon as possible and flee the scene, your fate may be even more tragic than that of this beautiful lady.

He was hunted down by the Extreme Road and became a decomposing corpse in the sewers.

Or spend the rest of your life in prison, at least for another 20 years, in addition to the risk of chrysanthemum crippling. 】

The harsh narration sounded again, and Shirakawa subconsciously stepped back, he knocked on his heavy head, there was still a lot of alcohol left in this body, which was why he felt dizzy as soon as he woke up.

He quickly got up, put on his clothes and pants, rushed into the toilet, turned on the faucet, and slapped cold water on his face to clear his head.

Although he didn't know why the inexplicable narration sounded in his ears, he had already established a fact from the mirror.

He crossed over, and he crossed over to a handsome island teenager.

The appearance of the boy resembles Takeshi Kaneshiro when he was young, but he is more melancholy than Takeshi Kaneshiro, with unhealthy white skin and a thin body.

No wonder he was taken by a wife with a extreme background, this appearance is simply a young woman killer.

[Do you think it's a pity that you don't do public relations with this skin? ]

You can take advantage of this to be a rich woman and struggle for 30 years,

Mrs. Rumiko, the widow of the deputy chief of the Metropolitan Police Department, is a good choice, and she may be able to help you solve the current crisis, if you don't mind that she is 50 years old. 】

it! This narration is poisonous!

Shirakawa ignored the narrator's demagogy, and he reached for his phone in his trouser pocket.

took out his mobile phone and filmed the woman's death, as well as the surrounding environment.

The floor-to-ceiling wardrobe in the bedroom is ajar, and there are a few skirts hanging in it, and it can be seen that women should not live here often, otherwise there would not be so few changes of clothes.

On the coffee table next to the bed were empty red wine bottles and two wine glasses.

He wanted to know why the woman died, and why the original body was here.

But the current time is not enough to support him to investigate and deduce the truth of the case, because he was a criminal policeman before, although he went to the sea to do business halfway, but the basic professionalism is still there.

Subsequently, he quickly examined the woman's body, and the knife wound to the chest was fatal, but she should have been in a coma before being stabbed with a dagger, because she had not the slightest trace of struggle, and her expression was too serene, like a patient on the operating table with anesthetic.

Other than that, there were no other wounds on the body, and it was clean, apparently the original body and the woman did not have any relationship last night, just simply lay together.

Shirakawa found her ID card in the woman's bag.

Suzume Tsukiko, 29 years old, from Tokyo.

Shirakawa touched a lipstick, he took it out, applied it to the woman's hand, found a roll of tape in the toilet, and glued her fingerprints to the tape.

Immediately, he used the woman's powder and adhesive tape to extract the fingerprints on the dagger and the glass, respectively.

The whole process did not take more than 10 minutes.

Finally, it is to clean up the traces of its own existence on the site.

Unsure of exactly what the original had been exposed to, he decided to clean the room.

He took out the toilet's cleaning tools and began to clean the room thoroughly, scrubbing the woman's body with clean water from top to bottom, trying not to leave any fingerprints and dandruff.

Then he turned on his phone's flashlight and took photos of the vents, radiators and televisions, and was relieved to check that there were no cameras installed in the room.

[The scene is so clean, I have to admit that you are very talented in crime, so even if the police later find out that you spent a night with her, there is no evidence,

However, extreme people are not like the police who only talk about evidence, as long as they suspect you, you will die.

For now, you'd better get out of here as soon as possible to avoid being bumped into in 5 minutes.

The windowsill is a good choice, anyway you live next door. 】

Shirakawa frowned, and finally followed the narrator's instructions and climbed over the windowsill and returned to the next room.

He suddenly wanted to smoke, but found that the teenager didn't have it at all.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he went into the bathroom and took a shower.

Although there is a bath, now is not the time to enjoy.

Next to him lay a dead Suzume Tsuko.

Five minutes passed, and sure enough, there was a knock on the door next door.

Through the cat's eye, Shirakawa saw several men in black suits knocking on the door.

This outfit is either a security guard or a mixed club.

But the door next door has not been opened, and several men in suits have discussed a few words, but they have not broken in, and they stand respectfully at the door, like dedicated bodyguards.

"It's good to go fast." Shirakawa couldn't help but sigh.

But he lives next door, and Suzume is dead, so it's hard to say whether they will suspect him.

Shirakawa saw the high school uniforms in the room, a placket that was very similar to a tunic suit, with a stand-up collar, a gold single-breasted, and a loose style.

[You notice the school uniform of Muhe High School, you should not behave so abnormally, going to school is the normal operation, as if nothing happened last night. 】

The narration rings again and gives sound advice.

It's just that this suddenly reminded Shirakawa of the fear of being dominated by the third year of high school.

But he had no choice, and the more normal he behaved at this time, the less suspicious he would be.

The strange thing is that he has no memory of his original body, and even when he sees the pictures, clothes, and figurines in the house, he can't recall them at all.

In order to prevent suspicion of going to school, he decided to do his homework first.

For example, look through mobile phone photo albums, text messages, social software chat records, and find the original diary, classmates, exercise books, express orders, etc.

There are very few contacts in the phone, only two people, the original mother and the landlady.

It seems that the original person is a withdrawn person, and it is very likely that he is a single-parent family.

This house is also rented.

Most of the text messages are various advertising and reminder text messages, as well as messages from class teachers.

It can be seen that the teacher Yuko in the class cares about him very much.

There is a third-grade class C group in the social software, but the teenager basically did not speak.

There were a few blank courier slips, maybe he was about to send something.

There was no classmate record in the room, but I was lucky to find a diary.

Through the diary, Shirakawa found out the boy's name, his name was Kuraki Shirakawa, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, the name turned out to be Shirakawa.

Although he has no memory of the original body, he can fully understand these island languages, and he can also speak fluent island language, which is probably the muscle memory of the original body.

Considering the limited time, he put his diary and various books in his backpack, changed into his school uniform, navigated the address of Muhe High School on his mobile phone, planned the route in his mind, and walked out of the door.

A row of men in suits stared at him coldly. He just kept his head down, showing the traits of a withdrawn personality, bypassing them and making his way to the stairwell. The men in the suit watched him leave.

[You managed to make them think that you were just a harmless high school student, and you felt that Oscar owed you a little golden man,

But you don't like the way they look at you, especially the man with scars on his face, who seems to have a natural hostility towards handsome guys, presumably because he is always cuckolded.

Oh, poor Scar Man, perhaps he should be kindly reminded to do a paternity test with his dear daughter. 】

it!

Bai Chuan couldn't help but burst into a sentence in his heart, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and sure enough, the man in the suit with scars on his face was still staring at him intently, his eyes were full of disgust, and even a trace of murderous intent was hidden.

He immediately withdrew his gaze and touched his backpack.

In the backpack lay quietly a dagger.

This made Shirakawa realize that the original body might not be such a simple high school student.

Otherwise what does this dagger say?

Wait, isn't it the same as the dagger inserted into a woman?

Shirakawa couldn't help but swallow his saliva, carefully touched the texture of the dagger, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

But even if it is not the same dagger, it does not mean that the woman was not killed by the original body.

[You begin to suspect that the original body killed Suzume Tsukiko, maybe you have crossed into the body of a murderer......]