American Comprehensive Detective: Opening with a black gun

Chapter 32 32 Heart is too dirty

Under the principal's arrangement, Ron moved into a single dormitory.

The single dormitory is much more spacious than the four-person dormitory Ron used to live in.

Beds, furniture, showers and more are available.

He was very satisfied with this.

Then, Ron packed up his things and went to the library.

He wants to check the town.

After searching for a lot of information, he roughly learned about the history of the town.

The town of Jellicot was built by pilgrim Joseph Cleiston.

In the book records, this is a wise man who is kind, kind, fair, wise, and perfect, not very much like a normal person.

However, in many unofficial history, essays, and novels, he has another side, such as killing aliens, plundering their wealth, gaining the support of the townspeople, and forging his current reputation.

Seville had countless fucks in his heart and wanted to scold him. This bastard left like this. He knew that he was injured, but he left like this. He had no intention of sending him to the school clinic at all.

Ron looked at Bonnie with scrutiny, who was also a handsome guy.

Mad, vampires are really not short of handsome guys.

He caught off guard in the world of two people and felt that he was quite unnecessary.

Ron kicked the ground with a sudden step, and his figure turned into a shadow and rushed out.

Does anyone want to murder her?

He glanced at a handsome man running towards the female student, pretending to push the female student away and save the beauty.

Before he knew it, he stepped into an ancient building. Just as he was thinking, Ron suddenly heard the sound of stone moving. Looking up, he saw an eagle's stone sculpture falling from the outskirts of the second floor building.

He smashed straight towards the head of the female student I met yesterday. The female student was walking forward without any awareness. If he did not avoid it in time, his head would probably bloom on the spot.

"Wednesday, a very special name, I'm glad to meet you."

"Thank you anyway, goodbye!"

Perhaps the students here know more than he does, and he needs to learn some useful news from them.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Stop talking, I believe you."

Let her go, you pervert.

Ron was stunned. He said that Wednesday's name is really special.

Such familiar plots and plots are not worthy of supporting characters and cannon fodder.

He rushed out of the building and was blocked by a group of students.

Only then did she react, then took two steps back, calmed down, and pretended to be calm, "My name is Wednesday Adams, thank you for saving me."

The two were too close to each other and their breath was vomited on the female student's face.

Ron is not eager to know what kind of person he is over-beautified and over-ugly.

"No, this guy's heart is too dirty to fall into his hands on Wednesday."

Ron left the library and had supper in the cafeteria.

Social fear is very intimate.

"You...you..."

The female student was petite, and she pulled hard and rushed into Ron's arms with great obedience.

Ron looked up at the second floor and now he went up, maybe someone had already run away.

He needs to forget these undercurrents for the time being and try to integrate into the group.

"There are extra saves, extra injuries, extra me."

Ron felt the throbbing of his bloodline in them.

So, the girl should be the protagonist in a certain story.

Ron was too late to hide his identity and strength.

He immediately understood that this alternative female student should be the heroine.

Why do you need to be afraid that others don’t know that they are very powerful and inform them of their details everywhere?

Even teammates and bosses like Sandy, Erin and Jonathan, he hides them if he can, let alone these adolescent students who have no sense of confidentiality.

This is something Ron hates very much, because they may devalue their appearance.

"Tsk tsk, Wednesday, you know the name. You still said you haven't planned for a long time? Agree, you've been exposed."

Seville felt that he was too unfair. He was not told that he had not saved anyone, but was injured. He was not told that he was injured, but now he still had to be suspicious of him for no reason.

Seville didn't know that Ron just now was just testing him, but he was fooled.

The male classmate who was trying to save the beauty of a hero did indeed pounce on his body, but he threw it into the air and threw it to the ground with a shrill scream.

As for his own name, it is really ordinary.

This puzzles them.

The guy in the lead is a young man with long hair with pale skin.

Ron's bloodline is actually more noble than them, and it is not reasonable at all.

Similarly, several vampires also felt the suppression of higher bloodlines on Ron.

You can also touch the heroine?

"Hello, my name is Bonnie, a descendant of the Volturi family."

"No, I didn't, I just passed by..."

"Hello, my name is Ron, did you see someone coming out of it just now?"

"Hello, my name is Ron, a transfer student."

On Wednesday, he turned around and left in panic.

The female student plunged into Ron's arms in a daze, receiving the warm arms and strong male Hallmon breath, which made her feel a little confused.

Ron squatted down and curiously said, "Classmate, you are so clever, creating dangers, and heroes save beauty?"

Severe fell heavily to the ground, his arm was severely damaged, and his skin was scratched by a large area. He felt a critical hit of 10,000 points.

"What do you think I controlled the falling stone statue to achieve the hero's goal of saving beauty?"

As a result, a handsome male classmate stood up and saved the beauty.

Walking alone on campus, feeling the evening breeze blowing, the fragrance of flowers overflowing, and embracing the tranquility of this moment.

After reading these things, he was a little hungry. He needed bread more than the truth.

No one knows how many undercurrents are under this tranquility.

Seville was stunned for a while, and he blinked his eyes.

Ron originally thought that female students were simply cannon fodder.

What are you doing? You doubt me, and now you say you believe me and are making fun of me.

As expected, they were all vampires.

However, there is no Ron here.

He grabbed the female student's little hand and exerted force suddenly.

Ron did not care about the sad Seville. He glanced around and found no suspicious classmates.

The sculpture statue fell down and hit the ground with a "bang" and smashed a huge piece.

We left like this on Wednesday...and that's what we left.

Ron was a little confused. Could it be that he was a social terrifying girl on Wednesday?

Seeing that Seville's expression was not like a fake, Ron patted Seville on the shoulder.

The reason why Ron left was to quickly rush up to the second floor to see if the guy who plotted Wednesday was still on the second floor?

Are there any traces left?

Ron walked around, but unfortunately he did not find any traces left by the other party. He went up to the third floor, fourth floor, and fifth floor, but there was still no.

If everyone is a handsome guy and a beautiful girl, wouldn’t it mean that a handsome guy and a beautiful girl are no longer a scarce resource?

This...is simply great.

They have a sense that as long as they suck Ron's blood, they will definitely evolve to a higher level.

"So, no...I mean your name is good."

"She doesn't even want to look at me more! No! It shouldn't be like this!"

Because they are already nobles among vampires.

"Thanks!"

The vampire behind Bonnie said proudly, "Hey, we have all informed our family name. Shouldn't you tell us about your family?"

After Saivil finished speaking, he looked up in shock.

"You are insulting our Volturi family."

Ron was stunned. Does it mean he was considered an insult if he didn't have a common name?

What is the reason for this?

It is your freedom to be willing to be a common name. You have no reason to force others to have a common name, right?

"You know I don't mean that, of course, if you really think there is, I don't mind letting you know the price of misunderstanding me."

Thanks to book friends 20074685 and counting their future monthly tickets.

(End of this chapter)