【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

"Miss Zhouyou has always admired the power of the demon god, so after she gained the ability to conduct independent research, she has been devoted to researching the 'Evil God'."

"I'm very sorry, everyone. I always thought she really lost her memory, so I didn't intervene. She lives so happily here, and I'm really happy."

"Again, I'm so sorry, everyone."

Although Escher did not explicitly say that the evil spirit and their injuries were caused by the girl, every word pointed to the girl.

At this time, the people who walked on Tasha were roughly divided into three groups.

One group, headed by Qingqi, was mostly students from the school. There was a large number of them. They did not believe that this was something a girl would do.

One group belongs to Niwa's social circle, which can be regarded as the ruling class. Most of them do not think that girls are such people from the bottom of their hearts. However, due to the discussion of human nature brought by age and the responsibilities that weigh on them, they only Able to maintain a neutral attitude and look for evidence that can be used to support.

There is another group that will be more intriguing. Some of the people in this group were very close to Escher, and some were silent on weekdays, but they silently stood in line at this time - if she hadn't done it, why would she have injured the two of them and escaped on her own?

But one day, Niyu also woke up, but no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't remember what happened before he fainted.

"Zhouyou...?"

Niyu only felt that the memory in his brain fell into a strong fragmentation. Just thinking about it a little longer would cause him to feel a strange pain.

"found it!"

"What did you find?"

"Evidence - found!"

The man ran into the room, holding up the paper in his hand, and the admirer recognized him immediately.

That was the hearth data that he and the girl obtained while running around and experimenting night after night, as well as the report about the haunting god that she hastily completed before leaving.

They regarded the pages as treasures and carefully arranged them neatly. Now they were being crumpled in the palm of the man's hand, causing the flat pages to squeeze out dazzling lines like centipedes.

But—but—this must prove her innocence, right!

The Qingqi watched with bright eyes as those few pages were delivered to Niyu and the hands of the powerful people. The scene actually became quiet at this time, with only some whispers coming from unknown sources. Not as loud as the sound of paper rubbing against each other.

"..."

"It clearly records Zhouyou's research on the evil spirits, as well as her collection and experimentation of different crystallized marrows, and details her notes from going inside the hearth of the furnace."

wrong--

The curious man's eyes widened.

Why is it that the more I listen to it, the more disadvantageous it becomes to her——

"Please! Please don't misunderstand Miss Zhouyou's intention!"

The curious person pushed aside the crowd and stood in the center of the room:

"Miss Zhouyou studies the evil spirits because she is afraid that people will get evil spirits due to improper techniques and operations. It is definitely not for her own selfish desires!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Qingqi Zhe - to be honest, Qingqi Zhe was not used to being the center of the crowd. After realizing that he had become the center of attention, even his breathing stopped, but he still had the courage to continue:

"Miss Zhouyou has discovered the existence of the 'Shen Shen' a long time ago. She is controlling the variables in those data and trying to find ways to avoid everyone getting infected with the 'Shen Shen'."

"Everyone can see what kind of person Miss Zhouyou is. How could she treat everyone as experimental subjects——"

"But, Qin Qi," a slightly older person looked at the thing in his hand and made a stop gesture, "the date of her report was before the first case of 'haunting gods' appeared."

"Could it be that she still predicts the future?"

"she......!"

That's right, she didn't know how to predict things, otherwise she wouldn't be in this situation today.

I feel so uncomfortable, I really want to say something, but, but, nothing can be said.

"Ahem, Mr. Qinqizhe——"

Escher stood up, coughed twice and spoke:

"Miss Zhouyou is also so sociable in the research group, but look, didn't she also run away alone for the sake of research?"

"I...she...isn't..."

"Qingqi," another elder said, "We all know that you did a lot of things for Zhouyou during that time, but don't worry, we all know that you are simple-minded and we won't blame you."

No, I don’t mean to pick myself clean——

She is innocent, she is not this kind of person——

The admirer is like an actor in a mime trying to be as loud as possible. He screams desperately, but no one can hear him. Everyone can only see his confusion and hesitation, but no one can feel him. of grievance.

"..." Escher looked at all this and turned to look at one of his supporters.

"Perhaps, Stranger," the man didn't know if he understood Escher's eyes, but he actually spoke the moment Escher's eyes stabilized, "Is it possible that you were deceived by that woman? Woolen cloth?"

The man stood beside Escher's bed with his arms folded, leaning back as if he was not involved:

"Such a beautiful woman will always take advantage of herself - Zhouyou is indeed very smart, isn't he? Then he got our poor Qinqi in the palm of his hand and deceived him into something. When this kind of evidence is solid, he still helps She talks.”

"She didn't!"

The Qingqi's eyes were red, and he looked pleadingly at the person who was standing with him before, as if he wanted to find a support.

But at this time, no one dares to be the leader. The scales are tilted too much. If the person on top shakes a little, they may fall directly off the scales, lose all the right to judge, and may even fall into the quagmire. Also becomes the party being judged.

Maybe they would have had someone come forward before, but they saw with their own eyes the Qingqi who was dressed in pure white being wrapped in the shadows, and saw his disbelief and hysteria, and finally he was like a glass bead, being hit left and right. shake.

Indeed, at this moment, no one is retreating, only the admirers are moving forward.

"...Let's check it out more carefully."

Behind the Qingqi, a voice came, weak and powerless, like the last fallen leaf hanging on the branch:

"Check again."

It’s Murakami Quinoa.

He was one of the first people to be infected with evil spirits, and his family had prepared a coffin. However, he did not expect that he could still hold on at this time, using two crutches, one on the left and one on the right, with the support of his family. Next, hold up this dying skeleton.

"After I fell ill, Miss Zhouyou came to see me."

Immediately, an unknown voice came:

"Who knows...the disease is also part of her research, right?"

At this time, Murakami was struggling to speak. After he finished the first few sentences, he had to lean on his old mother next to him and gasp for air. No one could bear to interrupt him at this time. , the scene fell into unprecedented silence, everyone just listened to him say:

"She... oh oh... after she left the house, she was crying. She was crying for me."

"Check again, check again."