Shadow of Absolute Possession

Zhou Mu fell from the glass window on the top of the building. According to speculation, he hit the glass window as soon as he opened the door. After breaking the glass window, he fell with the glass fragments. He seemed to be chasing after him before he died. Something, so rushed very fast.

The horrific death was hard to see. All the shards of glass were stuck into the thigh of the deceased, looking like a hedgehog.Blood coagulated at the root of the glass, and the whole person was disgusted.

It was already two o'clock at night when Xia Yueran arrived.

what to do?Could it be because of chasing me. . .

A feeling of guilt welled up in my heart.

"You idiot son, why are you living so well? I can't think about it." Suddenly there was a heart-piercing cry from behind, Xia Yueran turned her head, and saw a flirtatiously dressed woman wiping her tears with a delicate handkerchief .

That woman Xia Yueran had met several times, she was quite a famous courtesan, but she never expected to give birth to a dull person like Zhou Mu.

But what did she say?Zhou Mu committed suicide?

How could he commit suicide suddenly?

The police over there were busy, surveying the scene and pulling the cordon. A thin layer of mist formed in the slightly cold air, making the swaying figures look strange.

Xia Yueran suddenly had goosebumps in her heart, and hurriedly grabbed a passing police officer.

"Uncle, how did that Zhou Mu die?"

"Suicide! How can this kind of death be wrong? There is such a long corridor in front of the glass window where the deceased fell. No matter how hard you are, it is impossible to smash the windshield." The police officer looked at Xia Yueran suspiciously

"Student, do you want to provide any clues?"

"I..."

"By the way, this is the suicide note of the deceased. After identification, this is the note of the deceased." Xia Yueran took the suicide note. The paper probably said that he had failed in his studies during his lifetime, which seemed to fit Zhou Mu's personality. "

"Will the identification of the notes be wrong?" Xia Yueran blurted out.

"How is that possible? This authenticity needs to reach 90.00%[-], unless the murderer is a super genius, he can use a special way to guide the dead into the corridor, and he cannot be found yet."

"Can't find it?"

"Yes, that is to say, it must be hidden in the glass so that the deceased can be pushed down, classmate, do you have any clues?"

"Ah? No, I'm not very familiar with this person." Xia Yueran waved her hand and walked towards the dormitory.

For some reason, he felt that Zhou Mu could not have committed suicide.

The corridor was pitch-black, and the students who were sleeping were scared and arranged to sleep elsewhere by the counselor.

Xia Yueran passed by the horrified eyes of the crowd, and strong fear surged in his heart. When Qi Yaming died, his horrific arm was as hideous as Zhou Mu's thigh, and Zhou Mu's leg seemed even more terrifying. It's like standing up and piercing someone.

The most important part of their torture happened to have just touched themselves. "Woo, I didn't do anything." My head was dizzy for a while.

I was so disappointed that I started to cry.

She was so ashamed, Xia Yueran hurriedly wiped away her tears with her sleeves, she was sure to be laughed at by girls who saw her.

Xia Yueran wiped her eyes with her sleeve suddenly.

The hand was grabbed suddenly, Xia Yueran turned her head, and Tan Qisheng was looking at him with a sullen face.

"I..." Xia Yueran's eyes were as red as a deer.

"It's okay, with Brother Sheng here, even if the sky falls, it's out of your business."

Tan Qisheng's eyes couldn't see the usual arrogance and savagery at all, he gently held Xia Yueran's shoulders, letting Xia Yueran rest half of her body on him.

"Is it because of me..."

"go with!"

Tan Qisheng immediately took a bite.

"It's not my turn to point out Ranran, who has the guts." Tan Qisheng immediately recovered his hooligan temperament, put his hand on Xia Yueran's head and rubbed it vigorously a few times.

It wasn't until Xia Yueran fell asleep on Tan Qisheng's car seat that Tan Qisheng took out his phone and looked at the flickering lights on the screen.

It was Shiro again.

"Did you see what happened to him?"

A short text message gave Tan Qisheng the illusion that he had lost the ice cellar.

"Remember, you touched him too."