After sharing the body with the evil god

Jian Xie took out a small bottle from her school uniform pocket.

The glass bottle, stuffed with red, green, blue and orange four-color pills, looks like candy for children from a distance.

Although he was standing outside the classroom, he could feel the eyes of curiosity and fear coming out of the classroom window.

After all, this was the first time they were so close to the "murder suspect", and they obviously hadn't recovered from the fact that the police walked into the classroom and took away the students.

Although the Chinese teacher warned me several times to listen carefully, I still couldn't suppress the whispers in the classroom.

It is said that three students in the same grade died yesterday!

Although no one knew what happened, the incident caused a sensation in the school, and the arrival of the police car in the afternoon threw a stone into the boiling water.

There are [-] days left before the college entrance examination, and the atmosphere of the countdown makes everyone very nervous, lacking a chance to gossip.

However, it was precisely because the college entrance examination was about to take place that the school did not consider evacuating the students, but went to class as usual.

Jian Xie counted the number of remaining medicines, took out an orange one, poured it into her white palm, leaned against the wall and ate it expressionlessly.

He prefers the orange prescription drug, which feels calming and has a sweet and sour taste.

Jian Xie was waiting for someone to come and talk to him.

There is a corridor outside the classroom, and not far from the corridor is the teacher's office. At this time, the door is ajar, and a few words are faintly revealed from the office.

"Jane Xie? Impossible, he is a good student..."

"Although his family conditions are indeed a bit complicated, but..."

It was the teacher in charge who was defending him. It sounded a little incoherent. He could completely imagine the anxious look of this middle-aged woman.

"You can't say that, that Jian Xie is really weird. She doesn't take physical education class, sleeps in class, and doesn't communicate with others. The key is that her family background is not good, maybe—"

The class teacher got angry and interrupted him directly: "You are biased!"

The English teacher who was arguing with her was recognized as a snobbish eye. He usually nodded and bowed to the children from rich families in the class, and had no sense of being a teacher at all.

Even though Jian Xie has excellent grades, he has always been the top three in the grade, but because Jian Xie never gave him a gift, he never gave Jian Xie a good face.

"Then can you explain why?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door in the office, and then there was a "squeak" from the door, and it was gently pushed open.

Everyone turned their heads and found Jian Xie standing outside the door. The boy was dressed in a clean and tidy school uniform, which made people's eyes shine.

"Teacher, because my parents had an accident less than a year ago, I don't want to socialize very much."

His eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, and his voice was very steady. Although it was not loud, it could be heard by everyone in the office.

"..."

Choked by his blunt answer, the person who found fault didn't know what to say for a while.

"Don't get angry with orphans." After a while, the English teacher hummed deliberately.

Jian Xie ignored him, but stood in front of the class teacher calmly, and calmly said to the two policemen dressed in plain clothes: "Since there are no parents, I can be responsible for my words and deeds. I didn't kill anyone."

The young man in school uniform was tall and thin, with a handsome face. Although he was approached as a suspect, he did not appear humble and did not say a word, and it was extremely easy to gain the favor of onlookers.

For a moment, the balance in the hearts of the other teachers in the office could not help but tilt towards Jian Xie, feeling that the previous English teacher's remarks were really unreasonable.

Hearing Jian Xie's words, the two police officers looked at each other, and then looked down at the communication device in their hands.

"You said you didn't kill someone if you didn't kill someone?" The English teacher sneered, still aggressive, "Then why did the police find you?"

Jane Xie didn't even look at him.

The English teacher turned blue with anger at his attitude of ignoring him again, and wanted to speak, but was directly interrupted by the police.

"Of course, of course we believe you."

Jian Xie was startled: "..."

"As for this teacher—please leave and don't interfere with official business."

Suddenly someone's laughter came from the office.

Caught off guard and being slapped in the face, the English teacher's face suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

But he couldn't vent his anger with the people's servants, so he could only give Jian Xie a vicious look, and then gave the other teachers in the office a look, then turned around and strode away, banging the door loudly.

Seeing him leave, the policeman calmed down and said, "I'm sorry, other teachers please leave as well. Unrelated personnel cannot be present."

Hearing this, the head teacher and other teachers couldn't say anything, so they could only stand up and walk past Jian Xie.

When passing by, he could still feel the concerned eyes of the head teacher, she whispered to him: "Don't be afraid, no matter what, the teacher will not let the police take you away for no reason."

Jian Xie was startled, looked at her sideways, and found that the eyes of this middle-aged woman were extremely firm.

When the school recruited students back then, she was the one who fought all the odds to get him a lucrative scholarship, and she also made allowances for him to work several part-time jobs at the same time, and allowed him to ask for leave to leave school without delaying his studies.

If it wasn't for her, Jian Xie probably wouldn't have had the chance to go back to school after her parents' car accident.

"...Thank you teacher." After a while, Jian Xie said softly.

Everyone else left, the door was locked with a click,

Jane Xie sat on the seat under the gesture of the two.

"You are quite popular." The policeman said gently to him, "The other teachers like you very much and have said good things about you."

Jane Xie felt a little surprised.

Because he usually doesn't talk much, and he doesn't have many friends, just like the transparent person in the class.He thought he was not a good student.

He has never noticed how lethal the combination of his good looks and excellent grades can be to the teachers.

After all, he is well-behaved, and his academic performance is extremely top-notch, but a pretty boy with a pale face is very rare, and he always gets more attention and love from others.

Seeing that he just pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, with a cold expression on his face, the taller of the two policemen said, "Actually, we didn't regard you as a suspect, after all, it couldn't have been done by humans—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the door was pushed open again hastily from the outside.

This time, a woman in a uniform came in, holding an instrument that Jian Xie had never seen before, which looked a bit like a convenience store code scanner.

I saw her frowning tightly, and her tone of shock was undisguised: "I scanned the entire corridor, but all the breath of the B-level monster has indeed disappeared, this is impossible!"

They sent people to the scene immediately when the "eye" observed an abnormality.

The speed of the department dispatching the police was fast enough, but apart from the three corpses with extremely tragic deaths, they didn't even detect the breath of a B-level monster, which is very unreasonable.

In the decades since the establishment of the department, this strange situation has never been encountered.

You must know that monsters above C level can expand their own field to prey, even if it is closed later, there will still be a lot of energy left.

It's as if... was completely erased from the world without leaving a trace.

However, this is impossible.

As far as she knows, this is different from the simple operation of deleting obsolete files on the computer with one click, and then emptying the recycle bin.

Because even if the file is deleted, traces of its existence can still be found in the huge data network.

And this B-level monster... as if it had never been born at all, which simply erased its meaning from the root, even a special A-level monster could not do this!

After all, B-level monsters are already very troublesome. Every time they encounter a monster of this level, at least four employees of the same B-level in the bureau can barely stop it.

So what the hell is... what horrible thing has appeared?

No matter what, it would be an indescribable thing that was extremely terrifying, surpassed all their existing concepts, and would definitely lead to chaos!

After being shocked, considering the possibility of instrument error, the department asked her to use the latest equipment for diagnosis when she came to the scene the next day, but she still found nothing.

Therefore, there was only one clue left in the end—Jian Xie was the one who called the police, which became their only breakthrough.

"B-level monster?" Jian Xie frowned.

Is that the big centipede from yesterday?

"You heard me right." The tall policeman said with a complicated expression, and stretched out his hand towards Jian Xie, "Hello, my name is Cheng Li, and I am from the Investigation Department of the Supernatural Administration. Investigator of this case."

Oh……

Oh.

Jian Xie: "...So I'm not sick?"

When he called the doctor yesterday, the other party spent up to 10 minutes repeatedly asking him if he had taken his medicine on time, making Jian Xie, who was staring at the three corpses, feel like a big fool.

If he hadn't realized his conscience later and decided to touch the corpse to see if it was real, he might have turned around and left.

But when he called the police, he didn't expect that he would be questioned by the police at the school.

"...What gave you this misunderstanding?"

Jian Xie took out the medicine bottle in her pocket, raised it a little higher silently, and revealed the name of the prescription medicine on it.

Afterwards, he stretched out his finger and tapped his temple, and said blankly, "I'm taking medicine."

"........."

Young and so good-looking, it turned out to be a secondary illness.

"That's not medicine," the woman said with a twitching corner of her mouth. "It's a kind of vitamin candy that is very expensive on the market, it just looks like a pill."

Her niece doesn't like to eat fruit, so her nutrition is usually unbalanced, which leads to some growing pains from time to time. The family bought her this kind of candy to eat.

Although this kind of vitamin sugar is expensive, it can effectively provide the vitamins necessary for growing the body, so it is very famous in the market. Basically, anyone who watches TV will see its overwhelming advertisements, so everyone present recognizes it at a glance.

Hearing this, Jian Xie was startled.

He took back the glass bottle, glanced at it twice, and the first meeting with the doctor before suddenly flashed in his mind.

The other party was different from the psychiatrists he had contacted. He first took out a form and asked him to fill in some weird questions, such as whether he likes to eat fruit, what color is his favorite, and birthday wishes. What gift or something, and then wiped his sweat and prescribed medicine for him.

Before deciding to accept the consultation with the psychiatrist who helped her parents after the car accident, Jian Xie went to some psychological tests on the website, and found that the questions above were quite random, so she thought that the psychological questionnaires were all drawn in this style...

Thinking about it now, the other party's behavior was indeed a bit strange.

The doctor's eyes were both evasive and frightened. Every time he went to the doctor, he trembled like he had Parkinson's disease, and he didn't dare to look at his face.

It was as if Jian Xie had kidnapped someone forcibly, every time it made me feel like a bully who oppressed good people.

After a moment of silence, Jian Xie shook the glass bottle and pointed to the orange pill: "Then what does it smell like?"

Cheng Li: "Orange flavor."

Jane Xie: "..."

Well, the whole world knows he's been lied to, except himself.