To be honest, Song Shengshi was not the kind of person who remembered people and things very clearly. In his previous life, when he was in high school for less than a month, he couldn't even recognize his junior high school classmates when he met them on the street.

For him, everything in junior high school was over the moment he entered high school. Moreover, the junior high school he attended in his previous life was not a particularly good one. The class atmosphere was also very bad, and bullying and skipping classes were the norm.

Therefore, after carefully considering a good high school in the city, he decisively pulled himself out of the haze of junior high school and devoted himself to high school life.

So much so that when he was walking on the street and his junior high school classmate put his arm around his shoulder and pulled his bag, he was stunned for a moment and asked.

"who are you?"

As expected, I got punched a few times. Fortunately, the new classmates in high school were very nice. The class monitor was a girl. When she saw me on the road, she rushed up and punched several people one by one.

Those thugs wanted to bully her when they were in numbers, but a group of classmates came out from behind.

"Don't bully my classmates!", "We recorded it. If you do it again, we will call the police!"...

Later, after the classmates reported the situation to the school, the school took it very seriously and strengthened security measures in the surrounding area. Song Shengshi never saw those thugs again and gradually forgot about the incident.

Perhaps his subconscious mind told Song Shengshi that even if he changed the world, Wang Mu's matter would not be over, so when he saw him for the first time, even if it was just a vague outline, Song Shengshi recognized him at a glance.

The stunned expression made Song Qingyue realize that something was wrong. She turned around and her eyes met Wang Mu's.

Don't look! Yueyue! Don't look!

Wang Mu blinked as if he was looking handsome, then walked towards the door with his arm around the girl who could barely stand.

Song Qingyue frowned slightly, turned around to look at her brother and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with that person?"

Song Shengshi suppressed the turmoil in his heart and shook his head, saying it was okay and that he had seen it wrong.

At this time, Li Lan's sister Li Zhu's voice trembled slightly: "I don't know if I saw it wrong, but the man just now seemed to have drugged the girl in his arms."

Wang Mu took the girl to drink in a booth near them. The girl was in good spirits just now, but she left for a while, maybe to go to the bathroom or something. Not long after she came back, her condition deteriorated and she even needed someone to help her walk.

Song Qingyue lowered her head in thought, and the image of the girl's limp hands flashed through her mind.

And the way he walks.

wrong!

She stood up suddenly and said, "No, that girl fainted. Her walking posture was wrong just now. This is not the way to exert force on the thighs and calves when walking normally!"

Seeing this, Song Shengshi said anxiously: "Yueyue, don't be impulsive, wait for me to come over!"

Before I could finish my words, the person on the other end hung up the phone.

Song Shengshi suddenly stood up and asked his mother the exact location of the bar where Song Qingyue was.

Song's mother was also very anxious, so she told him to run to the station and take bus No. 429 towards the Tea Market. She sent him the address via her cell phone.

Song Shengshi didn't even have time to put on his coat and rushed out the door with his cell phone in hand.

On the bus, after receiving the address sent by his mother, he quickly copied it into the navigation software and looked for hotels near the bar.

"Sunflower Hotel"

Song Shengshi's pupils shrank and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

In his previous life, he read over and over again the files of the assault on his sister before she committed suicide, and the crime scene recorded in them was right here - the Sunflower Hotel.

After getting off the bus, he rushed straight to the Sunflower Hotel. The cold wind was howling and all kinds of bad thoughts came to his mind.

Bruise, wound on wrist, bloody letter, closed eyes

Coffins, black and white photos, and the miraculous snow showers in the south...

Song Shengshi prayed in his heart.

When he saw the Sunshine Hotel, he first saw a circle of people gathered together.

Song Shengshi's heart sank.

When Song Shengshi saw the police car not far away and some people in the crowd sighing that a lot of blood had been shed, his heart seemed to sink into a cold cellar.

"Please, please..." A large amount of cold air rushed into Song Shengshi's lungs. He gasped for breath, pushed through the crowd and walked towards the center of the crowd.

He saw doctors in white coats walking hurriedly. Among the intertwining figures, he saw a stretcher on the ground, covered with a white cloth, covering the person from head to toe.

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