Guilty Records

Thin clouds cover, London in winter is shrouded in a haze, like a giant's black cage, firmly locking everyone in the center of this chaotic vortex.

Those who want to survive are groping around the edge of the dust, trying to find a "gap" and escape from here.But the giant's control is pervasive and permeates life. People are watched by thousands of eyes all the time, monitoring and controlling you in the dark. Those tears are full of bloodthirsty, slaughter, excitement... But no pair of eyes is full of kindness , to guide you in the direction.

In a fallen city, it's easy to get in and out, but hard to get out. Who can finally escape? Ascension to heaven?

In the green alleys of the college, Tang Zhibai walked slowly with a black umbrella and heavy books.

After entering the cold winter, the industrial pollution in London has become more and more serious. If you don’t take an umbrella to hide in the smoggy weather, you will find that your body is covered with dust after entering the room.

Tang Zhibai was simply questioned by the police in the morning. In just a few hours, various versions of the story about Lin Su and North Stuart had already begun to spread.

There were even two cases where the murderer was Lin V.

Tang Zhibai was originally very popular in the academy because of Stuart's pursuit.After this incident, and now even more so, in the huge college, everywhere he passed, people pointed at him and whispered.

But those people looked at him with fear and gloating.

For a while, Tang Zhibai was very bored. When going to class, he could only choose a relatively quiet path.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he opened the door and walked into the classroom, the originally lively classroom was suddenly silent. Everyone's eyes were on Tang Zhibai alone, and he became the focus.

Unaccustomed to this kind of scene, Tang Zhibai trembled while holding the book, feeling so flustered that he didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, I caught a glimpse of Al sitting in the corner, and waved to him with a smile.

Untie his siege.

Tang Zhibai walked over pretending to be calm all the way, and he was relieved until he sat down and touched the wooden stool with his buttocks.

Al handed over the handkerchief thoughtfully, asked him to wipe the dust off his clothes, and said with a smile, "Ah, you are really famous now."

Tang Zhibai glanced at him resentfully, "It's really pathetic to get ahead in such a way."

Al ignored his self-mockery, he propped his chin in front of Tang Zhibai, blinked his eyes mischievously, obviously very interested in this matter.

"When I came to class, everyone was discussing you and that student from the medical school, guessing who is the murderer, skirt, what's going on? I heard that Lord Stuart has..."

Words? Not all, but convey the meaning.

Tang Zhibai could only helplessly say: "If Snow is dead, then no matter if I'm involved or not, then you won't be able to see me in the classroom now. But now, he is indeed still resigned to fate in the intensive care unit."

Ayrton suddenly understood. He widened his eyes and said in surprise, "It's really that Degus? My God! He's so brave!"

"Hasn't the police already convicted him? Why? There are still these unbelievable rumors in the school?" Tang Zhibai asked suspiciously.

He glanced around and secretly looked at the people who looked at him, only to see Tang Zhibai looking over, and those boys looked away hurriedly and embarrassedly.

"When you were questioned by the police in the morning, everyone was already discussing. Because you didn't come to class yesterday, most people have already identified you as the murderer, but when that Degus was kidnapped by the police? Listen It is said that there was a lot of noise, so the story diverged."

Al glanced at the people around him, shrugged and said, "But you usually get closer to Mr. Stuart, so they are more willing to believe that you are the murderer's version, you know, Like this? There is more dramatic conflict..."

dramatic conflict...

Tang Zhibai shook his head helplessly, "If they were the ones being questioned, I believe they wouldn't want to know anything? It's a dramatic conflict."

So I told Al all about what happened in the morning.

"...The fever and illness this time really happened by coincidence. In fact, it's not the police's suspicion of me. If I were a policeman, I would have to think the same way. But, I don't know if it's like what my uncle said. In that way, this is a conspiracy against me, and it is really just a coincidence."

After hearing this, Al took advantage of the situation to help him analyze: "Xiao Su, what have you offended before? Is it someone more powerful? For example?... a nobleman whose status is higher than Stuart's?"

Tang Zhibai shook his head, and said in denial: "I have basically forgotten what happened two months ago. But there should be no such possibility. If his status is more noble than Stuart, why would he want to deal with me? How about using this? Tortuous way? Wouldn’t it be more fun to accuse me directly.”

"That makes sense." Al nodded, and after withdrawing his thoughts, he went straight up and gave Tang Zhibai a big hug solemnly, and said softly, "Ah, when I heard the news that you were summoned by the police this morning, I was really scared." It hurt me, but luckily you're okay."

This is the second hug today. The warm hug was given by his friend Al. Tang Zhibai could feel the sincere and sincere emotion. There was no lack of emotion in his heart, so he patted Al on the shoulder and said, "Thank you, I'm fine, my friend."

After the two separated, Tang Zhibai observed Al's fair and ruddy face, and found that his face, which had not yet faded from the baby fat, was often filled with a happy smile these days.

Tang Zhibai asked with a curious smile, "What happened these days? Are you happy? Are you in such a good mood?"

Al listened, as if thinking of something, he became happier? His blushing cheeks seemed to be shy.His coy performance made Tang Zhibai gradually develop a premonition, and guessed randomly: "Could it be... related to the person you like?"

Really in the same language.

Al quickly looked up and looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to them, so he leaned over his head and whispered to Tang Zhibai, "I'm with him."

Tang Zhibai was surprised, "What? What happened?!"

"A month ago, do you still remember that school assembly?" Al whispered.

Tang Zhibai nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Didn't you still avoid him that time?"

"While you were chatting with Professor McGarry, Rongxi chased me out, said he remembered me, and then... asked me to meet at the bar." Al blushed with happiness when he talked about this, the boy His face was pale again, with a large blush on his face.

"Being with him is the happiness I have never had before?"

Tang Zhibai looked at it strangely. The boy in front of him, who was as red-faced as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, had an uncertain thought in his heart, and he hesitated to speak, "You...you have a relationship..."

Words? Not finished.

Al raised his head and looked at him with flustered and shy eyes, his wet eyes dodged a bit, he hesitated and couldn't say anything.

In the end, under the pressure of Tang Zhibai's 'fierce' eyes, he could only close his eyes and nod his head in resignation.

Now, it was Tang Zhibai's turn to be in a mess.

This boy is only 13 years old, right?Well, maybe in this day and age Al can already get married, but...

Tang Zhibai exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and when he calmed down, he pretended to be angry to ease his emotions.

"Okay! It took me a month to tell me. If I don't ask today, will I never tell me in this life?" Sure enough, when Al saw him angry, he rushed forward to explain in a panic , "That's not it, Ah Su. Rong Xi is too busy, and I have only seen him three times this month. I, I want to talk to you when the relationship is more mature."

"Three times you..." Tang Zhibai was simply surprised.

Al blushed, "Rongsi, he's very enthusiastic on the bed."

Tang Zhibai shook his head resentfully.

At this time, a neatly dressed and serious man with glasses walked up to the podium, spoke standard German with a perfect accent, and informed everyone in the classroom that the German teacher would be absent from today's class due to some business, so that the students could study by themselves.

This kind of "study committee" is often the standard successor of royal officials, and it can be seen from their every move since childhood that the family is strict with their training.

Such a notification made Tang Zhibai very helpless, and the teachers in the academy really did whatever they wanted.

I just packed up my books and prepared to go back. Al who was on the side looked at him cautiously, "Ah Su, are you not angry with me?"

Tang Zhibai looked at this well-behaved and cute boy and sighed.

He bowed his head and thought for a while, right? The boy said seriously: "I'm joking Al, why would I be angry with you. He is the person you have always liked. Now that he got what he wanted, it is of course very good. I wish you You, just hope that in this unknown relationship, you don't get too deep, lest you get hurt."

What he said made Al's eyes moist, right? He nodded and said, "I know, thank you, Ah Fu."

Tang Zhibai picked up the book, bowed his head and asked, "I want to go back, should I go?"

Al nodded obediently.

Seeing the two leave, the study committee member sitting in the front row just frowned, pushed his glasses and said nothing?

The ancient buildings are majestic and exquisite, and they are also winding. In the art building of Stryer College, countless famous paintings and sculptures are placed on the corridors.

The two walked by talking and laughing along the way, and at a corner of the corridor, suddenly stretched out a strong and powerful hand, quickly grabbed Tang Zhibai's wrist, and pulled him hard.

The sudden change made Al startled. Tang Zhibai was pushed to the edge of the wall, and was trapped by this tall figure, who was basically in a daze.

When Al saw the man's face clearly, he couldn't help but uttered in surprise, "Master Alyosha?"

Only then did Tang Zhibai realize that the man holding him back was his former roommate Alyosha. It had been a long time since he had seen him, but he seemed to have grown taller and stronger.

After reacting, he realized that the posture in which Alyosha trapped himself was actually very awkward. He was forced against the wall, like an eagle trapping a chick.

It was obvious that Tang Zhibai was that unlucky chick, so Tang Zhibai pushed him stiffly, and said in a daze, "Alyosha, what are you doing?? Let me go."

Ai Er also said in a daze, "Master Alyosha, please let go of Ah Fu first..."

At this time, Alyosha was clearly angry, and immediately glared at Al.

This glance scared Al into silence, daring not to speak anymore.

"What are you doing?" Seeing this, Tang Zhibai immediately scolded him with a frown.

Alyosha naturally did not let go of him, glared at him with sharp eyes, and said forcefully and dissatisfied: "I have something to ask you."

Tang Zhibai thought about it, but it was nothing more than about moving the dormitory. It was indeed his fault that he hadn't notified him in advance.

He looked at Al and said softly, "You go first? Well, it's fine."

"Okay." Al nodded, and gave Tang Zhibai a "be careful yourself?" look.

Then, he walked out of this dark corridor in three steps.