Two hundred million in debt? I relied on metaphysics to make my debut and become a top-notch person!

Following Qin Shou's line, the private detective hired by Jiao Jiao got a piece of news. Sister Shui Shui was also an author in the Internet literary circle before marriage, but after marriage she seemed to have become a housewife.

After getting together with Sister Shui Shui, Qin Shou, a little-known author, suddenly became famous and looked like he was guarding the clouds to see the moonlight.

Actually it is not.

Jiao Jiao's smile did not reach his eyes: "Qin Shou and I are college classmates, and Song Nuonuo is my best friend."

One sentence caused the live broadcast room to fall into silence.

After a long time.

Water friends just started to swipe the screen.

【classmate! classmate? classmate! ? 】

【Is the world so small? ? 】

[Sister Shui Shui is the author, Master Jiao is the author, and the diligent hand is also the author. Isn’t it a coincidence? 】

[I began to take "The Diary of a Death" seriously. 】

Shi Sang looked at Jiao Jiao quietly until Jiao Jiao pointed the notebook page at the camera.

Jiao Jiao narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I think after today, I will be invited to drink tea."

Shi Sang read the text on the page at a glance and came to the conclusion that the text was a prophecy.

In the 50,000 words published in "Diary of the Dead", the first two victims were written into the article by Jiao Jiao after they died in reality. However, today's third victim named "Beast" has not yet been die.

In Jiao Jiao's writing, the "animal" character will be caught and raped, and die on the way to escape from arrest.

[Is this character named Qin Shou Qin Shou? 】

[Guess what I discovered, there are three victims in Master Jiao’s novel. The first is a teacher, the second is a parent of a student, and the third is a classmate. 】

[I am timid and cannot stand being scared! 】

["Diary of the Immortal" is really a diary! 】

Jiao Jiao suppressed his smile and took from the bedside table a college graduation photo that was familiar to water friends and a box of yellowed and faded paper cranes.

She still can't forget that day...

Jiao Jiao's family background is also not very good. She knows that her ability to get into university is all because of her ancestors. She is not a material for studying. She just needs a diploma. Therefore, she always folds paper cranes in class, hoping to succeed in Song Nuo's career. Give it to each other on Nuo’s birthday.

On the eve of birthday.

Song Nuonuo was in a state of panic during that time, like a frightened rabbit that had escaped a disaster.

Jiao Jiao frowned: "Nono!"

Song Nuonuo looked dazed: "Ah?"

Jiao Jiao couldn't help but roll his eyes: "I called you three times. What's wrong? I miss your little lover again? I told you that you are still young and you haven't gotten married yet. Don't ask Qin often. It’s a matter of guarding the house.”

Song Nuonuo hesitated to speak. Thousands of words finally turned into one sentence: "I know."

Jiao Jiao was not sure whether Song Nuonuo heard these words. She was planning to give Song Nuonuo a gift in advance and planned to buy a small cake.

Song Nuonuo suddenly said: "I want to eat the fried noodles on the second floor of Canteen C. Please bring one back for me at noon."

Jiao Jiao blinked. She remembered that Canteen C was the farthest away from their teaching building, but she was known as a lover of friends and agreed without asking.

The bell rang soon.

Jiao Jiao put the thousand paper cranes in the box into his pocket, thinking that after buying them, he would give them to Song Nuonuo together.

When Jiao Jiao went out.

Song Nuonuo stood up: "Jiaojiao!"

Jiao Jiao held the door open with both hands, turned his head and smiled: "What's wrong? What else do you want to eat?"

Song Nuonuo hesitated to speak.

The bright sunlight shone through the window on the desk, and it was golden and warm. Song Nuonuo stood in the shadow, as if there was a huge gap between the light and the sun.

Song Nuonuo clenched the professional book on the table and finally shook his head: "Don't worry on the way."

Jiao Jiao blew a kiss to Song Nuonuo from the air and left, waving his ponytail: "I got it."

Song Nuonuo stared at Jiao Jiao's back, as if he wanted to remember him in his heart forever.

Wait until Jiao Jiao comes back from buying food.

The teaching building was crowded with people.

Jiao Jiao was carrying a lunch box in one hand and a cake in the other, with Song Nuonuo's favorite strawberry-flavored lollipop in her mouth. She didn't know why everyone was gathering together, so after thinking about it, she came over and planned to tell Song Nuonuo about it later. Nono listen.

After that.

Jiao Jiao saw blood stains on the ground, and among the dazzling bright red lay the person who had been talking to her not long ago.

Jiao Jiao's hands were weak, and the things he was carrying fell to the ground, and the lollipop was broken all over the floor...

[Bricks in eyes. 】

[What I want to watch is Su Shuang’s plot. Why am I crying and reluctant to quit the live broadcast room? 】

[After Song Nuonuo died, the murderer remained free for ten years. I cannot accept this ending! 】

[Sanction Qin Shou! Punish those murderers! 】

Shi Sang sighed: "She distracted you on purpose. She didn't want you to see her jump off the building."

Why didn't Jiao Jiao know?

But she couldn't accept it at all.

Jiao Jiao had forgotten whether she screamed at that time. She only felt that everything around her slowed down, like a 0.5x speed movie, but she was forgotten.

This is the memory.

Jiao Jiao burst into tears, her voice hoarse from crying: "I am really incompetent as a friend. If I could have noticed Nono's strangeness that day... Do you think, if I had noticed, wouldn't she have had to go to the last step? "

Toki Sang wanted to shake his head.

But Jiao Jiao obviously didn’t want to see shaking his head in denial.

Jiao Jiao couldn't hide the madness in his eyes.

"I don't believe that Nono kidnapped people, and I don't believe that she committed suicide out of shame. I don't believe anyone else! Talking about nude loans, and talking about not having the face to see people are all P words!"

"There must be a secret behind this."

"As a witness, Qin Shou is Nono's boyfriend. Why should he cover up for the murderer? Later I found out that Qin Shou was also one of the murderers!"

"I have been appealing for years. In the past ten years, only one person has appeared in front of me and was willing to help me. That was six years ago. He handed me a stack of manuscripts and told me when to publish and when to wait. people."

"Toki-san, you must be the one I'm waiting for!"

"I will clear away the grievances for Nono, and I will also make those who hurt Nono regret!"

【Well done! Lord Jiao! 】

[Emphasis on "Six years ago". 】

【who's that person? 】

Facing the doubts of water friends.

Jiao Jiao suddenly lowered his head.

after that.

Everyone looked at Song Nuonuo as if he was wearing colored glasses, and he kept making obscene remarks.

Jiao Jiao firmly believes that someone disguised Song Nuonuo's death as a suicide. If not, then Song Nuonuo wanted to do something with her own death.

Even if the evidence chain of the case is complete.

But she didn't believe a word of it.

She has always wanted to overturn the verdict.

Teachers and leaders threatened her with scholarships and diplomas, and her parents were also threatened. She knew at that time that she could only choose to "believe."

Otherwise she will be the next one to commit suicide.

Hate?

How could she not hate it!

But she was alone. How could a bare-handed person fight against a monster with three heads and six arms?

She needs a plan.

She chose to believe that man, the man named Rong Chunhua, who claimed to be the top executive officer of the 505 Office.

Shi Sang grasped the key point. She was convinced that this person was someone she hadn't counted: "What did you say that person's name was?"

Jiao Jiao repeated: "He said his name is Rong Chunhua, a Chun who is still true and goes against the past, a Hua who grows out of dead wood."

Toki Sang froze on the spot.

If I remember correctly, Rong Chunhua, Rong Yue's uncle, the man with the same name as her family's Chunhua.

Rong Yue said that Rong Chunhua was the prophet of the previous generation of the Rong family, and it was not surprising that he could predict the future.

The strange thing is that Shi Sang can't count Rong Chunhua.