Half an hour later, Chunxiao hummed a little song happily, and walked into the moon base with the note that Bai Luomei wrote for her.

Bai Luomei was behind her, holding the worry-free plastic box with bitterness and hatred.

The ninja who confessed first was wiping around with a rag, and saw the two of them raise their hands to greet each other, "Yo!

Bai Luomei nodded at him weakly, "Well, what are you doing?" and went upstairs by herself.

Chunxiao was a little shocked, this Nima's role change is too fast, right? This is from a captive to a partner? What kind of steely mental quality are you!

Seeing that she didn't speak, the man wiped his hands on his pants with some embarrassment, and said, "Well, let me introduce myself first! My name is Li Jingming, you can call me Lao Li! You are Chunxiao, right? The upstairs room has been cleaned up, and it can be used now, and I will clean up the room for you that side of the earth." Well, I'll get busy first!"

Chunxiao pointed to the room where his companion was held before and asked, "What about him?"

Lao Li shook his head and said, "How can it be? What can't you think about? He was hungry for too long before, his body couldn't stand it, he fainted, and now he is in the medical warehouse!"

"You guys are changing so fast, why am I so unsure?"

"Why is the change so fast? Everyone is an ordinary person, and we don't like to fight and kill!"

"Hmm...... Directly kicked and smashed the glass of someone's hotel room, and ran in from the 20th floor to kill people and steal goods......"

"That...... That one...... Didn't you have no choice before...... Now the environment has changed...... People have to change with them, don't they?"

"When you have to shoot, you can choose to raise the muzzle of the gun an inch. So the lack of a choice is just an excuse, if I didn't have that strength at the time, maybe our identities are reversed now, and maybe I'm dead by now. So, I don't accept your overtures, you save it!"

"Bang, bang, bang!" The monotonous applause rang out, and Chunxiao raised his head to look at the origin of the voice, and saw Sen standing on the stairs with his hands still clapping in a posture.

"That's a good point! But you didn't figure out where you stand! You're an employee of the Authority, above all other beings in the universe. They're just ants to you now! An ant crawls on top of you, and you're going to hate it?"

"I've never seen an ant of this size who can talk and clean! In addition, what I hate the most is the kind of self-righteous and high-minded person! What? Does having a more advanced job than others, living longer than others, having more strength than others, and having more ability than others represent nobility? Childish!" Chunxiao threw down this sentence and went directly to the laboratory.

The remaining two men looked at each other.

After a while, Sen said to Li Jingming: "I don't like your name, you can change your name to Ant in the future!" Then he turned around and went back upstairs.

Li Jingming was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay." Then Mr. Li Ant also carried a rag and continued to clean.

Chunxiao came to the laboratory, where the four walls were filled with instruments that I didn't know what they were used for, but they looked very high-tech at first glance.

In the center of the room were two long tables with smaller equipment on them.

Chunxiao first emptied a table as an autopsy table, and then took out the corpse from the ring.

At that time, because of the urgency of the situation, she didn't have time to take a closer look at what kind of person she brought out, but she subconsciously felt that it should be a child, but now it seems that it is an adult, an adult man.

At this moment, the corpse was lying quietly on the table, his whole swollen face had turned from cyan to purple-black, and his eyes widened as he looked at the position above his head, which made the already distorted face even more hideous.

This was the first time Chunxiao had faced a corpse up close, and it was still a ...... Such a tragic corpse...... Say not to be afraid...... That's absolutely fake...... Read more forensic science...... That's just the book...... No matter how many pictures of corpses you see...... That's just a picture...... She can only cheer herself up in her heart repeatedly...... Not afraid, not afraid...... Sister has killed someone...... What's so scary?

This person looks familiar.

Chunxiao gently brushed down his eyelids, covered his palm over it and stopped for a moment, and when he took his hand away again, he finally closed his eyes.

She quietly looked at the face, comparing it with the men in the orphanage in her mind, and after a while, she finally confirmed that this person was the director.

How did the dean end up in that classroom? What were they doing?

The next step was to rummage through his belongings, a step she had learned from forensic science textbooks in order to compare the identity of the deceased or find some evidence of a crime.

In fact, this step was not necessary, after all, her purpose was to find the cause of death, and so many people died at the same time, which was obviously the cause of poisoning. So it is unlikely that the murderer left any evidence on him.

But Chunxiao thought that if there were any important relics, he could also help him hand them over to his family in the future.

Jacket pocket, pack of tissues, a pen.

Pants pocket, a mobile phone, a wallet, a bunch of keys.

That's all.

Chunxiao was slightly disappointed.

She picked up the wallet first. This is an old-fashioned men's wallet, slightly rustic brown, with no patterns on the face, only the unique natural texture of cowhide.

The four corners of the wallet are a little black and shiny, and it is clear that it has been used for quite a long time.

When I opened it, the first thing I saw was a group photo of five people. The dean and his wife, two young men, a boy and a woman, and a child of about four or five years old.

Is this his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson? Chunxiao shook her head, she didn't know, after all, in her memory, the dean was an old man with a hateful face, and she didn't know anything else.

Seeing this photo, she finally had a little bit of a feeling that he was also a person.

This is not a scolding, it is a real feeling, in the past, his face has always been labeled as "dean", appearing in Chunxiao's world as a symbol, and at this moment, his label has been torn off, so it has become flesh and blood.

It turns out that he is also a father and grandfather, and he also has his own life.

In addition to that, a bank card, thirty-six pieces of change.

Chunxiao put down the wallet and picked up the phone.

She lit up the phone screen, but fortunately the old man didn't set a password, and looked through his recent calls and messages.

Nothing.

With the last glimmer of hope, she clicked on WeChat, and in the first column of the chat history, a black grimace pattern avatar was followed by a sentence: "Hand it over!

Chunxiao clicked on the conversation, the date was yesterday, and the above one of this sentence was a video chat record, showing the time of 3 minutes and 14 seconds.

She clicked on the black avatar again, and it was blank.

She tries to call back, and the display says, "I'm sorry, you're not his friend yet!"

Hand over what?

Chunxiao took out a pair of scissors, carefully cut open his shirt, and began to fumble little by little.

Sure enough, there was a hidden pocket inside the blouse, and in the hidden pocket, she touched something hard......