Criminal Psychology

[Three Graves 05.01]

It is also very coincident.

When Zheng Conglian handed out his room card, Zheng Dongdong happened to be next to Lin Chen, and beside him, he was so immortal that he followed a few classmates.

So when Lin Chen took the room card, he couldn't do anything but didn't see it, so he patted Lin Chen's shoulder and asked pretendingly, "Lin Chen, is this?"

But before Lin Chen introduced him, Xun Conglian dropped the documents, stood up, and introduced himself to him: "Xing Conglian, the police."

Probably, some people were born with a convincing aura, and the sentence didn't even say anything, but Zheng Dongdong unconsciously stretched out his hand, and his tone became humbly: "Zheng Dongdong, Lin Chen's classmate, too Hotel manager. "

Xing Cong's eyes remained calm and calm. When Zheng Dongdong said the word "this hotel", he didn't look around in surprise: "Mr. Zheng is really young and promising." He just said so.

"It's just working for others." Zheng Dongdong said, glancing at Lin Chen unconsciously, and asked, "Are you the boss of Lin Chen?"

"Yes."

"Oh!" Zheng Dongdong patted Lin Chen's shoulder again and complained. "I said why there is no room. The criminal police officer ordered it in advance."

He half-truth explained a sentence and set himself a step, because he was vague, and most of them did not say much when he heard such words, so the matter of booking can be revealed.

However, Xun Conglian is a very serious person, and he is not only serious, but also very meticulous. Originally, when he saw the classmate Lin Chen, he felt that the popularity field was a little weird, and now he heard the other party talk about the booking. He knew the problem there, I was afraid it was not that simple. Since there was a problem, he would He didn't go to see Lin Chen, but smiled brightly, looking at Professor Fu.

Professor Fu finally seized this opportunity and secretly rubbed behind him, winking at Xun Conglian.

Oh, it turned out that Lin Chen was bullied by booking.

The punishment was clear to him, so he politely said to Zheng Dongdong: "No, I just booked it at the hotel front desk. The lady at the front desk said that there are still a lot of rooms left, you can choose as you want."

Zheng Dongdong's face flashed alternately in green and red, and the scene was quiet.

You said that there is no special room, only the most expensive executive suite with lake view, but the lady at the front desk said that there are still many rooms left. This is not an old school student who is upright and embarrassed. What is it? Lin Chen said that there is no money, but it's okay. If he swells with a fat face and lives there, wouldn't it be a big loss.

This is no longer a personal grudge, but a matter of character and morality.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely embarrassing. Zheng Dongdong only hated himself for being cheap. Why should he mention this stubble.

Seeing this situation, the classmate who had always been in support of President Zheng hurriedly began to talk away from the topic: "Is the Captain still in business tonight, if it's all right, don't you go and drink with us?"

This sentence, of course, includes Lin Chen.

"You go too?" Xun Lianlian didn't mean to chase Zheng Dongdong's face, instead he looked at Lin Chen and asked with some surprise.

"Yes." Lin Chen answered.

Lin Chen's answer actually surprised Xun Lianlian. He looked at all the people present, a group of old classmates who had been reunited for a long time, a wealthy manager, and an uncomfortable thorn. This combination configuration is really interesting, and Lin Chen actually agreed to drink? He nodded with interest, saying, "Okay."

Most of the people at the scene had already drank some wine. Since Xing Lianlian promised to go, he had to continue to be a coachman.

Zheng Dongdong called the driver to drive and arranged for several drivers. Xun Conglian organized the information on the table, handed it to Lin Chen, took the car key, and got out of the parking lot to pick up the car.

A group of more than a dozen people waited at the entrance of the hotel. Four cars drove up one by one. Of course, it was Zheng Dongdong's own silver-gray Mercedes-Benz S400.

The hotel waiter ran to the door and pulled the door, but Zheng Dongdong deliberately stepped back two steps to let the classmates get in first. He looked at the end of the four cars and deliberately wanted to see what kind of car Xing Conglian was driving.

What surprised him was that Xun Liankai was actually a broken jeep. The car was gray and the logo was like he had never seen.

Zheng Dongdong suddenly had a feeling of being pretended to be a perpetrator.

So when he got in the car, his face was a few degrees darker.

In the jeep, Lin Chen sat in the co-pilot position next to Xun Conglian, and only Fu Hao was in the back seat.

There is a strong smell of smoke in the car.

From Hongjing to Yongchuan, it took more than three hundred kilometers to drive for more than four hours. It is now more than nine o'clock in the evening. I would probably come to work from the office after work, but I can only smoke and refresh myself.

With this in mind, Lin Chen could not help turning his head slightly, looking at the side of Xun Conglian focusing on driving.

In the distance, the lake surface is dark and quiet. On both sides of the highway around the lake, the halo of street lights is haunting. There is no song in the car, but the atmosphere is warm and relaxed.

For most of the day, the boat and car lingered. The cold words at the class meeting seemed to disappear from the moment they even appeared.

This feeling is very strange, there is no magic cure like magic in this world.

But at that moment, Lin Chen only felt that his heart was pinched gently, and then shook slightly.

"You don't have to come here on purpose," Lin Chen said.

"It didn't come here specially, it was actually related to Yang Dianfeng's case. The dynasty finished the system backstage and found that there were several clues to be handed over to the Yongchuan police, so I stopped by."

Xing Conglian's voice was a little hoarse. He drove the window, and the lake breeze came in slightly.

"Old sentence you are so funny, don't you know that, just now the man named Zheng Zheng said that there is no special room in the hotel. I have to run my brother in the executive suite with a lake view of 3,600." Fu Hao choked his back excitedly. , Shouted, "You said that such a large hotel, there is no room, this is not what can be intentional?"

"Really?" Xing Conglian heard the words, and sighed lightly.

Lin Chen frowned, and whispered, "Isn't it too expensive?"

"I know a friend here and can get a very low discount." Xing Conglian relieved.

Lin Chen just bowed his head, but didn't ask any more.

Even hotel managers can only get 40% off, so how low can the discount be?

———

As the Yongchuan ground snake.

The place where General Manager Zheng invited to drink, of course, must be better than his own hotel.

Heaven and Man Club is such a place.

It is located at the foot of Junshan Mountain and is surrounded by a bamboo forest. On one side is a mountain and on the other is a vast golf course.

Near ten o'clock in the evening, there was almost no space left in the parking lot in front of the clubhouse.

Zheng Dongdong and his party got out of the car. The knowledgeable classmates glanced at the car parked in front of the clubhouse, and lowered their voices and exclaimed: "Is the consumption here too high?"

Zheng Zhengang raised his head, and his face could not be too proud, so he could only say lightly: "All the private rooms have been booked, and there is not much money, you can rest assured that you are drinking." A broken jeep.

I saw that gray jeep just stopped in the luxury car, and there were dry dirt marks and marks on the body, so it looked even shabby, and Zheng Dongdong laughed more happily.

Unlike the luxurious clubhouses with ordinary lights, the Tianren Clubhouse is very quiet. The whole clubhouse is composed of small buildings in black and white, which are scattered in the vast bamboo sea.

Perhaps it is precisely because the area is too wide, and it should be a nightclub full of vocals, but there is no loud noise coming out, so it is more noble and elegant, compared to the brilliant Intercontinental Cohen May Hotel. The film club obviously has another level. It is probably to highlight the true meaning of returning to the clubhouse. The signboard at the entrance of the clubhouse is nothing but a small wooden board with the simple word "Heaven" on the wooden board. The lower left corner is the canary and Logo made of roses.

Zheng Dongdong was standing at the door of the club with a mighty group of students behind him. He slowly pulled out his membership card from the wallet and handed it to the staff holding the instrument.

The welcome staff at the door was a very young girl. She was wearing a close-fitting suit and uniform with a goose yellow silk scarf around her neck. Her temperament was gentle and graceful. She took the card and swiped it gently on the instrument.

Just listening to the sound of Didi, Zheng Dongdong nodded, familiar with the road, and went to push the door.

"Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment." The girl stopped him.

Zheng Dongdong retracted his hand, and was a little impatient.

The girl saw her guests proud and arrogant, but just owed them, and then held down the headset, as if confirming something.

After a moment, she said quietly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, the private room reservation is full today."

Hearing this, Zheng Dongdong's entire face was dark when he froze.

Although he knew that a club like this level of heaven, senior members crowded out lower-level members' reservations, which is a common thing. In normal time, he probably complained and turned away. But the situation is different now, he is followed by old classmates, especially Lin Chen Fu Hao is still there, if he really took people to the door, but was kicked out, it is absolutely shameful, in this case, He had no choice but to argue: "What do you mean, I booked a week in advance!"

The girl wanted to come to this kind of troublesome battle, and still kept a decent smile on her face. She said, "I'm sorry sir, there really is no room available."

This statement is euphemistic, in fact telling him that your reserved quota has been occupied by a premium member, but at this moment, he can only pretend not to know: "You give me a check of the booking record to see if I have a reservation! "He raised the volume and shouted at the girl.

The girl was still laughing: "Sir, please don't block the guests behind."

"What kind of attitude do you have, I know your manager!" Zheng Dongdong said, so he pulled out his cell phone and called.

The girl said nothing, looked around, and the burly security guarded by the door immediately surrounded her.

"Xinshibao." Fu Hao held his arm and stood beside Lin Chen, looking at the farce in front of him with all his spare time.

"Dongdong forget it, I think your hotel is also cleared, we just go there for a drink." When he saw this, the people on the side hurriedly grabbed the man who was about to explode and persuaded.

"Yeah, yeah, it was a happy thing, and it didn't have to be angry." One person responded.

Someone around me stepped down the steps. Of course, General Manager Zheng had to follow the trend. He glanced at the badge on the girl's chest, and said with a high toe, "Remember me, when I wait for dinner with your manager, I will bring you up with him. "

"Please, please." The girl still laughed.

Zheng Dongdong snorted coldly and turned away.

Just at this time, a black Bentley was driving right next to him, clutching his corner of the clothes, and stopping firmly.

They are now standing in front of the Heavenly Man's Club.

In a place like Tianren, no matter what kind of person you are, you ca n’t drive into the clubhouse. This is the rule.

But now, some people want to drive in, so the person sitting in the car is probably the club manager himself.

Zheng Dongdong fixed his eyes and it turned out that it was the manager of Tianren. He took a step back, hoping that he had just spoken, and should not pass it into the car.

He thought so, but the sky was not right, and he watched the window of the back seat of the Bentley car slowly lowered.

However, it is not the club manager who is sitting in the back seat, who is acting as a driver in the cab.

Sitting in the back seat is an old man.

The moment I saw the old man, Zheng Dongdong only felt that when he went out today, he must not have looked at the yellow calendar.

"Mr. Zheng, who is it about?" The old man asked him.

The old man's tone was very light. He wore an ordinary Chinese linen, and the neckline was gently erected with a disc buckle, but with the usual nobleness of those who had long been in the ranks.

After hearing this, Zheng Dongdong only felt that cold sweat was about to come out, and quickly nodded his head and said, "Xing steward, why are you here?"

Let the manager of the Heavenly People's Club, the old man who must serve by car, surnamed Xing, a single name Fu, is an old servant of the Xing family.

Like Xing Fu, the old servant who can bear the name of Xing's name is naturally the Dong Xing family in Zheng Dongdong's mouth who is qualified to serve as a senior consortium.

Zheng Dongdong also only met the elderly at Cohen's high-level annual meeting in May.

Xing Fu was also surprised to be able to meet Zheng Dongdong at the door of the clubhouse.

Originally, he only came to Yongchuan for a routine inspection. As soon as the car stopped, he heard Zheng Dongdong waiter at the Diaonan Clubhouse, so he lowered the window just to give a little warning and did not really want to punish anyone After all, there is no need to waste time.

Therefore, when he had finished speaking, he was about to leave, just as the window of the car slowly moved up, he suddenly saw that at the end of the crowd of people at the door, under the street lamp, stood a man with a long figure.

The young man stood casually. The police uniform was placed on his left arm. His hair was shaved and his beard was not shaved. His eye sockets were deep and his face was handsome. Obviously his bloodline was somewhat complicated.

Xing Fu felt dazzled.

So he reached out his hand, rubbed his eyebrows gently, and then opened his eyes again.

The young man still stood loosely like that, and his face remained unchanged. Xing Fu was so convinced that he was not mistaken.

The windows were closed gently, and the black iron door of the Heavenly Mansion was slowly moved away.

The old man sat in the car and still looked back at the street lamp behind him.

"Mr. Xing, did you meet anyone you knew?" The general manager of the club looked at the rearview mirror and asked respectfully.

Xing Fu did not answer.

Outside the car, at the gate of Heaven Club.

President Zheng, who had just been bumped into by his boss, just wanted to leave quickly.

Suddenly, the girl at the door held the headset again, and there seemed to be another indication.

"Mr. Zheng, please wait a moment." She stopped again, and her title changed.

Zheng Dongdong was set at the door, neither walking nor not.

The girl said, bending down, opening the side door, reaching out with great respect, and making a pleasing gesture: "I'm very sorry. We just made a mistake at work, and now we have upgraded your box."

Her waist was very low, but Zheng Dongdong suddenly felt a cheerful feeling like jumping into the clouds. The attitude of the staff at the door suddenly turned 180 degrees. Needless to say, it must have been ordered by the old man in the car.

Bentley car.

The club manager put down the phone. He didn't know why the old man had instructed him just now, but someone who climbed from the bottom up like him step by step was very clear that he shouldn't ask more questions.

There was darkness all around, and the old man was still sitting silently in the back seat.

After a while, the old man seemed to think of something, and spoke again, and said to his subordinates, "Go and buy a box of Yongchuan Chunsheng, ice to 8 degrees, and wait for the next delivery."

The man in the cab nodded.

"Fried peanuts ..." The old man paused and said, "Forget it, let me do it myself."

[Three Graves 05.02]

It was probably because of the sudden change in the plot that the original ordinary private room suddenly upgraded to a luxury model. The proud smile on Zheng Dongdong's face never stopped.

Tianzihao private room is at the deepest part of the whole club.

When the group went through the bamboo forest, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening when they actually sat down.

Many people's faces were tired, and the waiter brought a drink list, but Zheng Dongdong came back with a spirit.

He spread the drink list generously on the table and said, "Please order whatever you want. Don't be polite."

Many of the people in the audience came to the high-end club for the first time. They curiously checked the price list and were scared to speak.

The cheapest mineral water on that price list also requires three digits.

Seeing everyone silent, Zheng Dongdong was satisfied with the deterrent effect. He pretended to scan the wine list familiarly, tilted Erlang's legs, and looked at the only beautiful lady present, saying, "How about a low-end cocktail? "

As usual, only Xu Haozhen was a girl in the private room, and normal girls would shirk, but Xu Haozhen did not tweak at all, only smiled sweetly, and said to Zheng Dongdong: "Let my brother spend the money."

Maybe it was Xiaoshimei who took a good lead. The rest of the audience waited and ordered the drinks they wanted.

Zheng Dongdong listened in his heart, his eyes kept skimming over the price list, and he quickly calculated the price. Fortunately, there wasn't too much. He lowered his heart half, turned his head, and saw the trio sitting in the corner. When he moved, he said again: "Captain Sin and Lin Chen and Professor Fu, what do you want?"

Of course, Lin Chen didn't drink, and even the spring water didn't order. Professor Fu was awkward when he saw the scene and asked for a glass of juice.

"Captain Captain, don't you need something to drink?" Zheng Dongdong just took a secret loss from Lian Lian just now, and now he has a chance.

"Am I?" Xing Cong didn't even think about it, and said casually, "It's good to have two bottles of Yongchuan pure life."

Zheng Dongdong chuckled and laughed. Sure enough, the Captain of the Interpol in a small place, where has he seen this kind of market.

"Sorry, Captain Sin, Club of Heaven and Human, the worst beer is also of this level." Zheng Dongdong said, also deliberately accentuated the English language.

The meaning of this sentence is that the wine you want is too low-grade, it is not sold here.

Xing Conglian didn't seem to notice the disdain in his words, just shook his head and said, "Foreign wine, forget it."

Zheng Dongdong smiled slightly, and suddenly there were three regular knocks on the door.

The wooden door was pushed open slightly. A club waiter stood at the door. His left hand was a small iron bucket filled with ice cubes, and his right hand was holding a plate of bright red fried peanuts.

The waiter put the tin bucket and peanuts on the table, bowed, and backed out.

He went in and out, but for 10 seconds, everyone in the private room was stunned.

Because in the tin bucket he brought into the room, there were two bottles of Yongchuan Chunsheng, which cost 8.8 yuan, and the plate of peanuts exudes the heat of incense.

Quiet in the private room.

No one spoke for a long time, Zheng Dongdong's complexion was blue.

The eyes of the classmates who looked around him were scornful.

You said there was no room, but someone opened the room; you said there was no pure student, but what did the waiter just send in?

Even if you have money, you can look down on your old classmates, but it's so boring to repeat it again and again.

Xing Conglian sat on the sofa, looking at the two things on the table, his eyes darkened.

———

Ice beer and peanuts are just small episodes.

As soon as KTV is turned on, the sound is roaring, and the cold atmosphere will quickly relax.

Even a college party that hasn't been seen for years, it's just a process of singing, drinking, bragging.

Among all the people present, Xu Hao really played the most, whether it was a love song duet or a female soloist, her voice never stopped from beginning to end.

Lin Chen looked at Xiao Shimei's figure and thoughtfully.

Xing Conglian leaned on the floor-to-ceiling window, drinking in silence, and Fu Hao swung left and right following the rhythm. Lin Chen took a look at each of them, leaned against Xinglian, thought about it, or found a topic: "Yang Dianfeng What happened to my case? "

"It's okay." Xing Conglian drank a drink, and said, "But the case involved is probably wider than you and I imagine."

"Ok?"

The voice in the private room was very noisy. In order to hear each other's voices, they could only get close together. Lin Chen felt that Xun squirted his face from his warm nose, and itchy.

"The dynasty has just screened the system records for nearly half a year. There are more than a dozen suspicious records, which may involve more homicides, and two outstanding robbery cases."

Hearing this, Lin Chen couldn't help but brow lightly: "The other party is willing to take a big risk and must quickly kill Yang Dianfeng, and the reason must be very good."

"Yes."

The two whispered in the corner. Although there was a deafening song in the room, the corner seemed so quiet that time stopped.

Zheng Dongdong's eyes also turned to that corner.

Tonight, he seemed to be caught in a strange curse. No matter how hard he tried, he seemed to be shooting himself in the foot, making him feel uncomfortable.

It's almost early morning, and it won't be long before the party will disperse, and it will be difficult for him to have another chance to get back today's unhappiness.

Thinking of this, he clenched his hands to count the wine, poured a full glass of wine, bit his teeth, stood up, and walked towards Lin Chen.

When Zheng Dongdong came to the front, Lin Chen was listening to his sentence and analyzed the suspected cases one by one.

A wine glass filled with golden liquid reached in front of him.

"Lin Chen, it ’s good to have a classmate with you. I respect you for a drink. Will you give me a face?"

Zheng Dongdong held a bottle of xo, his face was covered with false smiles.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not. The music in the private room was also paused.

For a time, Zheng Dongdong's drunken voice seemed particularly abrupt.

Classmate gatherings, it is generally difficult for boys and boys to persuade each other to drink, so after all, there is a classmate's love between each other, and there are many people watching around, others do n’t drink toast, it always seems not enough .

Everyone looked at Lin Chen.

But that was Lin Chen, and many rumors and rumors had also endured. A small glass of wine was not enough to watch.

Lin Chen glanced at the wine glass in front of him, his eyes were very cold and pale, but it was lighter than his eyes, probably in a calm and calm tone. He said, "You haven't got such face yet."

For a moment, Zheng Dongdong just felt that his whole body was ignited: "What the **** are you, don't give shame to your face!"

Zheng Dongdong has been provocative one after another, and now he is talking evil again. Lin Chen's expression is still calm. When looking into Zheng Dongdong's eyes, there is only sympathy, but no anger.

Fu Hao rushed up, but Xun Conglian just sat quietly aside.

Lin Chen got up first, he slightly yawned to the others in the private room: "Sorry, something happened today, let's take a step."

After he finished speaking, he would not go out.

Seeing this, Fu Hao hurried out.

Xing Lian stood up from the last one, without speaking, but lifted the police uniform aside, Shi Shiran, and walked out of the room.

In the private room behind him, there was a crazy sound of a wine bottle hitting the ground.

———

In the bamboo forest at night, a cool wind blows.

"Intentionally?" Xing Conglian walked beside Lin Chen and asked with a smile.

With Lin Chen's IQ, when he was just persuaded to drink, there were about a hundred ways to get rid of the dilemma, but he chose the most extreme one, not what it was intended to be.

"Don't you say that you have to go to the Yongchuan Police team, you must go back to rest early?" Lin Chen's expression was calm and natural.

It turned out that Zheng Dongdong was finally angered, just to go back to bed early.

Thinking of the sound of the broken wine bottles in the last private room, Xun Conglian felt that it was better not to offend Lin Chen in the future.

He drank and couldn't drive.

When the three came to the door of the clubhouse, someone who was acting as a driver was waiting there and met Xun Conglian. The man took a step forward and claimed to be the driver of the clubhouse.

Xing Conglian's eyes fell on the canary and rose badges on the other's chest, then nodded.

[Three Graves 05.03]

Metropolitan nights never sleep all night.

Early in the morning, the sky lit up, and the driver parked the car at the teacher's dormitory door on the west side of Yongchuan University. When Professor Fu got out of the car, his legs were dangling and he was too sleepy.

When Xun Lian and Lin Chen sent people back to the dormitory, when they came out, the sky had gradually turned from dark blue.

Xun Lian lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and showed laziness all over his body.

In the air, there are strands of aroma, like the aroma of tea eggs and pancakes. Xun Conglian rubbed his stomach and looked at Lin Chen eagerly.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Chen had to say, "Let's go and take you to breakfast."

After all, studying in Yongchuan for a few years at university, Lin Chen knew every food spot around him, and he brought his sentence from one side to the side street next to the school.

The alley is long and deep, and the place near the alley is a dilapidated small shop.

When the two walked to the door of the shop, the owner happened to be carrying a stove and came out to light a fire.

When he saw Lin Chen, the shopkeeper was also surprised.

"Zheng Bo." Lin Chen shouted lowly.

"Ah, it's Ahchen!" The middle-aged man patted his head as if thinking of something. He quickly put down the stove and rushed into the room. "Old woman, see who's coming!"

He shouted very loudly, and soon, the shop heard the footsteps of a dagger. The middle-aged woman in an apron lifted the curtain and rushed out of the room, seeing Lin Chen, she was also stunned, and then her eyes and eyebrows smiled Meaning: "Look at you, how long hasn't you been here and don't want your aunt Wang at all!"

"Thinking." Lin Chen smiled and replied intimately.

The small shops that can survive near the school probably have their own characteristics.

Lin Chen took a sentence from Lien to sit down. Aunt Wang wiped her hands on the apron and asked with a smile: "Two bowls of shrimp meat, what else do you want?"

There is no menu in the shop, Xing Conglian just looked at Lin Chen.

"One more bowl of preserved egg porridge, one cage for Xiaolong and one for roasted wheat." Lin Chen thought for a while, pointed to Conglian, and added, "Aunt Wang, make another egg cake for him."

"Okay, okay." The middle-aged woman happily ran back to the kitchen.

Xingcong looked around, but only felt that the store was small, the tables and chairs were worn, and a light bulb was hung from the ceiling. In addition, there was no decoration in the store, but it was strange that maybe it was n’t bright outside, or maybe The lamp in the shop was too yellow, and Xun Lianlian only felt that it was peaceful, like a lonely and silent night, as if it were

"Does this house taste good?" He rested his hands on the counter, staring quietly at the person in front of him.

"Yeah, it tastes great. I only eat here."

"Well, so powerful?"

"No, because this store doesn't charge me money." Lin Chen said with a smile.

"Achen is the matchmaker of my old lady and me!"

Two bowls of freshly baked ravioli were put on the table, and the owner Zheng Bo stood by the table and said to Xun Conglian.

"matchmaker?"

"Yeah, before, my old lady and I, one of us opened a shop at the alley, and the other opened a snack shop at the end of the alley. Achen saw that we were interesting and gave us a line." Squeezed, before finishing talking, I ran to the hot Xiaolongbao.

Xun Lianlian looked at Lin Chen inconceivably: "How did you pull the line?"

Lin Chen lowered her head and handed him the spoon near the chopstick cage.

"This kid is broken. He ran to my store and ate a week's worth of congee. Every time he came, he would hold a drawer of a small cage and a drawer of roasted wheat in my old lady's store. Without returning the steamer, let me send it back to him every day. "The middle-aged man put down the steamer and sat down beside Lin Chen, telling the story of Xun Lianlian.

Listening to Xing Conglian's heart, his mind moved slightly, and he suddenly realized that his youth had been so careless and interesting.

The day was getting brighter and the sun was rising.

There was a continuous laughter and laughter in the shop at the alley.

Not far away from Yongchuan University, there are already early students who have begun morning reading.

Wang Anwen is the most common security guard at Yongchuan University.

At five o'clock in the morning, he was lazy for most of the night, and he got up from the bed and prepared for the last campus patrol.

The milky white mist floated on the campus in the early morning. The swimming fish had not yet risen from the bottom of the water, and the sparrow was still sleeping on the branch.

He patrolled most of the campus without any abnormalities. When he rode into the grove by the lake, he yawned heavily. It was so early that the bad guys would go back to sleep. Thinking of this, he simply stopped the bicycle. A leafy banyan tree, he took a few steps and ran under the canopy to rest.

Some students who got up in the morning read aloud on the reefs by the lake and read about English texts. Wang Anwen heard in his ears and felt drowsy.

The Level 4 and 6 exams are approaching. Recently, the students have been very diligent. Wang An's eyes stared for a while. As he remembered something, he opened his eyes, looked at his watch, raised his head, and looked further away.

There, there was an old dilapidated canteen. After half an hour, the canteen would start serving breakfast and he would be able to close the job.

He thought, and closed his eyes unconsciously again. He drew his hand on his leg and slipped gently to the dirt.

Suddenly, he jumped up like he was stung!

He seemed to feel something slippery and sticky. He looked intently and found that there was a piece of white rubber in the soil beneath his feet. It might be a worn football or someone's broken shoe. Wang Anwei looked at the piece □ The rubber of □ looked at his hands again, but he seemed to feel something, just moved it slightly.

Wang Anquan looked around. The student reading at the lakeside didn't seem to notice everything happening under the tree. He squatted down and hesitantly twitched the mud next to the rubber with his fingers, thinking to himself, what was this thing .

Finally, as determined, his hands slammed into the dirt, pulling out a handful of dark brown dirt.

A white sneaker came out with the toe pointed upwards and a check mark on the upper.

This brand was known by Wang An'an. He was relieved and only blamed himself for making a fuss.

Maybe it was a little too nervous just now. Wang Anquan felt that he was panting a bit, and he sat down against the trunk, reached into his pocket, and wanted to take a quiet breath. However, he held a cigarette in his left hand and touched it with his right hand for a long time, but found that there was no lighter available at hand, which was a big mistake! He could only hold a cigarette and use his saliva to feel the friendly and relaxing smell of the filter.

The lake was refreshing, and he gradually calmed down, thinking that perhaps the banyan tree was too shady to rest, Wang Anan stood up and wanted to leave.

The moment he got up, because of the change of angle, he faintly saw that the sneaker buried in the soil seemed to be connected with a small piece of cloth. Who would throw the shoes along with the socks?

Wang Anquan hit a spirit, the breeze blew, and his goosebumps blew up. He slammed in front of the sneaker, dug for several times, and finally couldn't help crying!

Under the dirt, where it connects to the sneaker, is a leg!

Of course, the horrors that occur in the school will not spread to the school instantly.

Having eaten and drank enough, Xun ordered to follow the cigarettes with his feet, and walked side by side with Lin Chen on the long street outside Yongchuan University.

There were more and more pedestrians on the street, and breakfast stalls were displayed.

The boys and girls, dressed in uniforms of Yongchuan University, passed by them from time to time.

The punishment looked over from the side and saw that Lin Chen was looking at the school gate in the distance, and wondered what he was thinking.

"Let's go for a walk in your school." He said suddenly.

Lin Chen turned her head as if she had heard something very strange: "Don't you say, it's better not to go in?"

"I mean, when you're alone." The mixed-race young man exhaled a cigarette and smiled proudly, "I'm with you now, of course, no problem."