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The girl's eyes were as calm as water, as if she had just picked up a leaf, and blood was reflected in her eyes.

In the boy's surprised and frightened eyes, Gu Xintong personally inserted the blade into his neck.

Blood filled Zhao Guangli's vision, and Zhao Guangli opened his eyes wide and felt a chill running down his spine.

Killed.

Killed.

This guy... really killed someone.

This was the first time that Zhao Guangli saw a living person die in front of him.

The methods are still so cruel.

Blood spattered slightly along the white blade and stayed along the boy's collar. His legs were still twitching at this moment, as if he couldn't believe the scene before him.

Why...are you trying to kill me?

The girl's eyes were cold. She gently turned the blade at an angle, and with a sound that made people's hair stand on end, the boy completely lost his voice.

"No...it's not necessary." Zhao Guangli stuttered a little.

"He just..."

Gu Xintong turned her head, with some blood on her face: "It's very strange."

"You are very strange, Zhao Guangli."

The girl looked at Zhao Guangli and gently touched her hair with a slightly bloody finger: "You have become very strange since you came back from [Blackwater Swamp]."

Zhao Guangli's face darkened.

"In the past, you wouldn't have said that it wasn't necessary."

Gu Xintong gently wiped the glowing white blade with her fingers. Under the sun, she stood in front of the fresh corpse.

"You have said before that there are not many good people in this Oak Academy."

"Those who oppress Oriental people."

"The scion of an upper class who despises poverty."

"Why does it seem like you are speaking for such a person now?"

Zhao Guangli shook his head and did not continue the topic.

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together. Zhao Guangli, who killed Harlan Bode in order to get rid of the curse, and this terrifying and mysterious girl who kills easily, are indeed the same kind of people.

What you need to do now is to deal with your emotions.

"What needs to be done now is to dispose of the body." Zhao Guangli said solemnly: "If we don't dispose of this guy, the school will find out soon."

"What's more, this person was originally sent by Brown Jonas to monitor my actions. If he disappears, the first suspect must be me."

Zhao Guangli said coldly: "If he reports it and the school gets involved, this matter may not be able to end."

Gu Xintong chuckled softly, her black-framed glasses delicately placed on her nose: "It's okay, anyway, soon... he will die too."

Zhao Guangli didn't know what Gu Xintong's plan was, but at least he didn't have any real moral obsession.

Brown Jonas has always looked like someone who deserves a beating, so if he is to die, that's not a bad idea.

Zhao Guangli doesn't have much emotion for this world yet.

But without feelings, there are no taboos.

"How to dispose of the body, dig a pit, or throw it into a lake?"

Zhao Guangli felt that he might really be suitable for washing floors. He squatted down and touched the boy's body while overcoming his own psychological barriers.

The person who was alive two minutes ago is now a cold corpse.

In the end, Zhao Guangli only found a few copper coins and a few cards. Zhao Guangli was very curious that there were banks and bank cards in this world, but what he didn't understand was what measures could be taken to complete them.

Record the user's information.

"Although this area is inaccessible, other possibilities are not ruled out."

Gu Xintong said coldly: "Bury it here first, wait until nightfall, tie it with stones, take it out of Oak Academy and throw it into the lake outside."

"Originally, we were going to the Dark Market tonight."

Half of Gu Xintong's face was hidden in the shadow of the oak tree: "It's a good way."

There was almost no emotion in the girl's words, she was just telling a fact in a straightforward manner.

"The time left for us is running out."

Zhao Guangli looked deeply at the face of the boy's corpse on the ground. He opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing.

In this world, perhaps there is really nothing more important than yourself.

………………

Oak College is not a closed college, but because it is located in a remote area in the middle of the city, transportation can only pass through the steam trains that run across the city.

For the vast majority of students studying at Black Iron Castle Oak Academy, the price of taking a steam train back and forth is a considerable expense, not to mention civilians like Zhao Guangli and Jike.

For them, steam trains can almost be regarded as a luxury.

After night falls, the entire Oak Academy is still brightly lit with stars, and the entire space seems to be filled with a sense of youth.

Zhao Guangli put on a black suit and slowly walked out of the darkness.

There was a chill in the surrounding air, and Zhao Guangli's heart also felt chilly.

Just now, Zhao Guangli had packed the boy's body in a cloth bag. The bag was stuffed with a large number of small stones, and he pushed it into the lake outside the mountain behind Oak Academy without hesitation.

Gu Xintong, on the other hand, stayed in the back mountain to clean up the blood stains at the scene.

Looking at the sack sinking to the bottom of the river, Zhao Guangli did not feel relieved.

To what extent can the detective methods in this world reach those in the previous life, or can they be even better?

Zhao Guangli has no conclusion on this issue. After all, this is a world where even extraordinary powers exist.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guangli saw in a trance that on the lake in the distance, there seemed to be a woman wearing a white gauze skirt, gently humming a song.

The song had a chaotic and hazy flavor, causing Zhao Guangli's thoughts to wander, and waves of horrific pain also came as expected.

hateful.

Zhao Guangli gritted his teeth.

The damn curse has begun again.

"It's been taken care of." Gu Xintong was wearing white gloves at the moment, still wearing her familiar pleated skirt, her white calves were shining, and she looked particularly attractive.

"Let's go, Perfume Street."

"old place."

"We left the academy one after another and met there."

Gu Xintong raised his head at this moment. A brown owl was standing on the treetop in the distance, casting curious eyes towards this side, waving its wings slightly, looking a little clumsy.

"Is it an illusion?" Gu Xintong shook his head: "That's it."

Most of the time, the girl's words are the most concise and concise, and the same is true for Zhao Guangli.

"Perfume Street." Zhao Guangli's eyes wandered: "Is this so-called dark market right there?"

Zhao Guangli always felt that the mystery of this world was just the tip of the iceberg for him.

He avoided places with many pedestrians and slowly walked along the road, along Oak Square, and out of the college.