Phantom Skeleton Painting

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Lin Banxia was overwhelmed and immediately hid a little, but Jiang Xin still cut his back, and he responded quickly. He faced Jiang Xin ’s shoulder, and Jiang Xin was kneeling by the bed. Pinellia staggered and almost fell off the bed. Jiang Xin grabbed the railing on the edge of the bed and stabilized his figure.

Seeing Lin Banxia struggling, Jiang Xin's expression was even more distorted, and his mouth shouted: "Lin Banxia, ​​I'm helping you-why don't you know so well anyway-"

When he had finished speaking, he rushed forward, grabbed Lin Banxia's shoulder, and the blade in his hand was about to stab Lin Banxia's face. In a panic, Lin Banxia's hands groped around the bed, trying to find some self-defense. Who knows that he really touched a hard cylinder, he immediately reacted, this thing was sent by Song Qingluo. He just placed it beside the bed just after reading it.

After Jiang Xin roared, the blade in his hand was about to stab Lin Banxia. Lin Banxia couldn't care about anything else. He pulled out the pen cover in a panic and took it to stab Jiang Xin's shoulder. .

Unexpectedly, Lin Banxia still had a weapon in his hand, and Jiang Xin, who was unprepared, was stabbed in the face. He screamed and fell backwards. Lin Banxia took advantage of this opportunity and jumped over the railing directly from the bed. Go down and shout, "Jiang Xin is crazy-call the police-"

The whole dormitory was awakened by this movement, screaming timidly, the dormitory had been powered off at more than eleven o'clock, and it was dark all over. Lin Banxia didn't dare to stay too much, rushed out in pajamas, ran downstairs and found the teacher on duty on the first floor. The teacher saw Lin Banxia's blood-stained appearance, and was immediately scared. He heard that someone had killed him with a murder weapon and immediately chose to call the police. Then let Lin Banxia wait here and go up to see the situation.

Lin Banxia nodded and sat down panting. Even now, he is a little dazed, not knowing why things are going like this. He looked down at himself and found that there was blood all over his body, and a piece of pajamas had been punctured. The injured part was the back of his right hand, and an obvious wound was scratched on it. Although the blood stopped at this point, the pain continued. He felt a bit cold and shrunk his neck uncontrollably.

Soon, the dormitory teacher came downstairs, holding Jiang Xin in his hand. Jiang Xin was **** by a big flower like a crab. The dormitory teacher scolded and said, "How can you learn at a young age and not learn from bad learning? If there is any contradiction, you can't talk about it."

Jiang Xin didn't mean to struggle. He was quietly like a dummy in the teacher's hands. He didn't raise his head until he was thrown across from Lin Banxia, ​​and gave Lin Banxia a glance.

"Do you hurt?" Jiang Xin said so.

"Of course it hurts." Lin Banxia frowned. "What the **** am I doing to you, do you want to do this to me?"

"This world is fake." Jiang Xin said, "You have to wake up."

Lin Banxia thought that this man might be really crazy.

"You believe me once." Jiang Xin said, "I didn't lie to you." When he was talking, he wanted to get close to Lin Banxia, ​​but he was carried back by the teacher.

He was in ragged clothes at this time, and Lin Banxia clearly saw that he almost had scars all over his body. These scars were new and old, which was very exaggerated, but it was painful to watch. But Jiang Xin suddenly realized that he still wanted to come over and talk to Lin Banxia. Finally, the teacher in the dormitory was annoyed. He grabbed him directly and threw it in the compartment next to him. He said, "You still send What's crazy, the police will come later! "He looked at Lin Banxia and cared," Is your wound still bleeding? "

"No." Lin Banxia shook his head. "It's not a big deal, it's just a skin trauma." Although the wound was a bit deep, it didn't hurt the bone, it was just a skin trauma.

The dormitory teacher said: "Then you should go to the infirmary to see if you want to sew or something."

Lin Banxia nodded and said yes.

The police came quickly, about fifteen minutes or so, and there were police cars parked outside. The dormitory teacher hurried out and told the police what had happened. The policeman asked where the person was after listening. The dormitory teacher pointed to the compartment next to him and said, "It's locked inside."

The policeman said: "Open the door."

The teacher in the dormitory shouted and opened the door with his hand, but the door just opened, but he was stunned. The blood on his face disappeared quickly, as if he saw a terrible scene: "How, how ... "

Lin Banxia walked over and saw the scene in the room. His reaction was almost astonished as the dormitory teacher.

This room is used to store debris, it is very small, but at this time in this small space, almost every inch is covered with blood. Jiang Xin was lying on the ground with a fierce wound on his neck, and even exposed the muscle tissue inside, which looked very uncomfortable. The large amount of blood spewing from his wounds stained almost the entire small debris room scarlet.

"He ... how could he be dead ..." The teacher of the dormitory shivered.

The policeman who came here was very professional. After entering, he made a simple inspection and revealed the cause of Jiang Xin ’s death. He said: "He committed suicide with an iron bucket."

The dormitory teacher was stupid: "Iron bucket? How did the iron bucket commit suicide."

The police said: "Grind."

The teacher in the dormitory looked at him with a dreadful expression, and there was a missing piece on the iron bucket. Although it was sharp, it was almost impossible to cut the throat-let alone cut it yourself. Own throat.

The policeman was quite calm. When he saw that the man was dead, he said that this was the first scene to be blocked. He also asked someone to send Lin Banxia to the hospital for examination and treatment of the wound.

Lin Banxia was taken to the hospital in pajamas. After simple treatment of the wound, he went to the police station to take notes. When it was over, it was already dawn. The head teacher also knew about this and applauded Lin Banxia to let him rest in the bedroom today without going to class.

Lin Banxia wanted to say that he was fine, but the head teacher was firm and he had to be obedient.

Back in the no-one's bedroom, Lin Banxia replaced the **** pajamas and sheets and lay back on the bed again. Except for the faint smell floating in the air, everything was clean and tidy, like a dream. He turned over, facing the wall, and shrunk in the bed.

Lin Banxia was a little cold. Thinking of the pen that Song Qingluo sent him, he was also taken away by the police. Only an empty box was left in front of him. How would he explain it to Song Qingluo? In other words, is Song Qingluo still angry with him? What Jiang Xin had said kept rolling in his mind. He didn't understand what the words meant, but vaguely felt as if he understood them, it was not a good thing.

Thinking of this, Lin Banxia was a little discouraged, he was a little hungry, but the cafeteria was closed now, so he had to wait until night to eat.

"Dong Dang Dang." The door of the dormitory was knocked. Lin Banxia thought it was a dormitory teacher and asked what happened.

The outsiders didn't speak, they knocked a few times, and they looked very stubborn.

Lin Banxia had to get up from the bed and went to open the door. Who knew that when the door opened, he saw Song Qingluo. He said, "I heard that you were injured."

Lin Banxia said: "Ah ... yes, yes, you come first."

Song Qingluo walked in, put the things in his hands on the table, and said, "If you don't eat, let's eat a little first?"

Lin Banxia thanked him.

Taking advantage of Lin Banxia's eating skills, Song Qingluo looked at the place where he lived and was a little fussy: "The bed is so small, won't it roll down?"

Lin Banxia said vaguely: "It's okay, I'm sleeping enough."

"Also, you are quite small." Song Qingluo said.

Lin Banxia: "..."

Song Qingluo said: "What happened yesterday?"

Lin Banxia said, "Don't you know?"

Song Qingluo said: "I know there are a lot of versions, I don't know which one is true."

Lin Banxia: "How many versions are there?"

Song Qingluo said, "There are several." He briefly described it. The main version is that Jiang Xin borrowed Lin Banxia's money, and he didn't want to pay it back. The version, one of the bizarre ones even touched Qin Xu.

Lin Banxia almost choked and said, "Is this still related to Qin Xu?"

Song Qingluo said: "You and Qin Xu's relationship led to Qin Xu's suicide. Jiang Xin, as a friend of Qin Xu, couldn't see it, so he planned to kill you to revenge for Qin Xu ..." he said, himself Can't help but smile, "Really?"

Lin Banxia's chopsticks are all startled, saying that I am not I do not, you do not talk nonsense.

Song Qingluo said: "So which version is true?"

"I don't know." Lin Banxia said, "I don't understand why he wants to kill me. I have no injustice with him. I haven't known you yet."

Song Qingluo said: "Also."

Lin Banxia finished his last bite of food, but it was full, rubbing his belly, and sincerely thanked Song Qingluo again, but Song Qingluo said: "Look at the wound."

Lin Banxia said: "It's okay, the skin trauma is not serious, otherwise I won't rest in the bedroom."

Song Qingluo said: "Show me."

Seeing his firm attitude, Lin Banxia had no choice but to pass his hand. Song Qingluo grabbed Lin Banxia's hand and examined it carefully. He said, "Nothing hurt him?"

Lin Banxia did not: "No."

Song Qingluo said: "Did the doctor check it for you?"

"It's ... no." Lin Banxia shook his head.

Song Qingluo said: "I see your elbows look blue."

Lin Banxia glanced down and found that his elbow was indeed green, but it might be too nervous, he didn't feel the pain here at all.

Song Qingluo grabbed Lin Banxia's hand, Lin Banxia was very thin, his wrist was caught in his hand, and one hand could be closed, saying, "Where else?"

Lin Pinxia: "Ah?"

Song Qingluo: "I see if you hurt other parts."

Lin Banxia didn't respond a little. Until Song Qingluo reached out and unbuttoned his pajamas one by one, Lin Banxia realized what he was going to do and immediately grabbed his collar nervously: " No, do n’t you?

Song Qingluo said lightly: "What are you afraid of? I can't eat you."

Lin Banxia: "But ..."

Song Qingluo said, "Just look at it." As he spoke, he had unbuttoned the last button and saw Lin Banxia's body. His shoulders and chest were as thin and slender as he had imagined. Just a glance, I knew that it must be a child who had not been spoiled. The body was thin like a piece of paper. I did n’t know how much bullying I had in the past. Qing Luo's lips slightly curled into a less pleasant arc.