If you fail to confess, you will become stronger [Unlimited]

The girl's name is Chu Yao.

She was quite prestigious among the girls, but she just threw out a word lightly, and the girls around Qiao Le stood up obediently, keeping a safe distance just right.

Qiao Le's body, which had nowhere to hide, finally had a place to rest, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked at the girl in front of him.

Chu Yao was wearing a black dress. The skirt was very long, close to her ankles. The silver strappy high-heeled shoes on her feet were faintly visible. Her hair reached her waist and slightly curled at the end, draped softly behind her head.

When he first started speaking, he was a bit strong, but when he laughed, he seemed very sweet.

She turned the chair around and sat opposite Qiao Le: "Are you okay?"

"?" Qiao Le didn't respond.

"You were present, Lele, in the two homicide cases." She sighed, holding her face in her hands, her eyes filled with worry, as if the two of them had a good relationship, "You must be frightened, right?"

Qiao Le gave a vague 'hmm', not understanding what was the reason for her sudden concern?

Because he is a big guy in women's clothing, this NPC character can't fit into the boys' group, nor is he willing to play with girls, for fear of accidentally taking advantage of the girls.

So much so that after transferring to another school for three months, I still had no friends.

It also made Qiao Le's performance much easier.

"How could such a thing happen?" Chu Yao looked sad, "Jing Yacai is just a little girl, the murderer is too bad."

"..."

She spoke alone: ​​"Many places in the school are under surveillance, so they should be caught soon, right?"

Qiao Le hesitated: "...I don't think it's that simple."

"Huh?" The girl tilted her head, her curly eyelashes blended with her charming eyeliner, her fingers moved along the edge of the table, and finally landed next to Qiao Le's fingertips, and she rubbed her hands lightly when she raised her hand.

The seemingly invisible touch is like a feather gently passing by.

Qiao Le shrank her fingers slightly, looked up, and saw that Chu Yao's face was normal... Is it an illusion?

He must be too sensitive.

Chu Yao showed a sweet smile and continued the topic: "Why doesn't Lele think it's easy?"

"Since the murderer dared to do something at the school, he must have avoided the monitoring, or disposed of the monitoring, right?" Qiao Le replied casually.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately caught the girl's surprised gaze: "Hey?! Lele, do you think this is a deliberate murder?"

"?"

"Obviously it is possible to kill impulsively, but Lele completely ruled out the second possibility?" She brushed her hair casually, "It seems that Qiao has a deep understanding of the case."

What does it mean?

Suspected that he was in collusion with the murderer?

Qiao Le was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to explain it?

I can't say... because I know this is a dungeon, and according to the plot of playing NPC, the murderer has not been caught for half a month, so the preliminary judgment is that the murderer is thoughtful and not impulsive.

It is estimated that as soon as this sentence is spoken, it will be harmonized by the subterfuge every minute.

Qinglin Middle School is a noble private high school, the people inside may not have good academic performance, but they are not too bad in interpersonal communication.

No one is a fool, after carefully reading Chu Yao's words, he unconsciously distanced himself from Qiao Le.

Qiao Le: "..."

"Sorry! I didn't mean that." Chu Yao reacted, and apologized in a panic: "Probably because Jingya and I are friends, and her death has affected me so much that I couldn't choose what to say..."

Speaking of this, she stood up abruptly, grabbed Qiao Le's hand, held it in her palm, and looked at him pitifully: "Lele! You don't blame me, do you?"

The girl's palm was a little wide and felt cool to the touch, able to completely wrap Qiao Le's hand in her palm.

The fingers painted with pink nail polish are clean and beautiful, and the thumb is gently rubbing the back of his hand, as if flirting, but when you look closely, you can see that the girl's eyes are very upright.

Probably... a familiar little gesture among girls?

Qiao Le held hands with a girl for the first time, and his face was blushing, both shy and ashamed... He is a fake girl, so... Isn't this just taking advantage of her?

Where can I still get angry?

He tried hard to pull his hand back, but failed.He raised his eyes, looked at Chu Yao embarrassedly, and asked, "Can you let go?"

"Then Lele, will you forgive me?"

Qiao Le touched his nose with the other hand: "You didn't do it on purpose, so I don't blame you."

"That's great." Chu Yao put down her hand naturally, her brows and eyes crooked with a smile, and she rushed over, hugging Qiao Le enthusiastically, "You are so kind, Lele."

"???"

Chu Yao's body is not as soft as an ordinary girl, but has some hard muscles and great strength. A thought flashed in Qiao Le's mind, and she was immediately driven away by the sweet scent of perfume.

Boys shouldn't like this taste, right?he thinks.

Qiao Le hurriedly pushed Chu Yao away, probably because the other party didn't use much force, so they separated smoothly this time.

The class bell rang, and the students sat back in their seats.

Due to his tall stature, Qiao Le sat in the second-to-last row of the first group, near the window, and he could see almost all the people in the classroom.

Lin Yan didn't come to class, and Ye Silin sat in the third group. The people around him didn't know each other, but Chu Yao sat in front.

The two are about the same height.

besides……

Qiao Le's eyes tremblingly fell on the second group obliquely in front, the third row from the bottom... Why does that person look so much like Xun Jinchuan? ?

【system! ! ! 】

【? 】

[Why can I still meet the player from the previous dungeon here? 】

【Host. 】

【? 】

[The copies are all randomly assigned. 】

Qiao Le: […]

He silently picked up the textbook on the table, put it upright, to cover his face, and also blocked Xun Jinchuan's sight from time to time?The other party has not come to talk, it should be... Didn't recognize him, right?

The teacher came to the classroom soon.

Probably because of the two murders in succession, everyone was in an impetuous mood, and the teacher was busy, so he said a few words in a hurry, told the students to study by themselves, and then left the classroom.

The students gathered together to talk, and looked at Qiao Le from time to time with strange eyes.

Qiao Le: "?"

The afternoon passed quickly, and Qiao Le originally wanted to brush Ye Silin and enhance his abilities, but seeing him holding the practice questions, writing and calculating, he put out his thoughts.

Although it is just a copy, the NPCs inside are so vivid.

Ye Silin was a student who was admitted to Qinglin by studying, so he didn't want to bother him.

In the blink of an eye, the time came to 25:[-], and the bell rang for the end of the last class. Students with their mobile phones poured out of the classroom with the flow of people.

Qinglin did not study late.

Except for the excellent students admitted, the rich second generation have their own connections, and the big deal is to go abroad to study abroad, and they don't care about the college entrance examination.

Qiao Le didn't want to bump into Xun Jinchuan, and waited for him to leave before he breathed a sigh of relief and left with his things.

There are three male gods who confessed.

I've seen two and one more.

According to the inherited memory, Qiao Le walked towards the office of the student union. The school is very big, and the president's office is in another building. Qiao Le walked for 10 minutes to get there.

The principal and dean of Qinglin seldom take care of things. All kinds of activities and coordination in the school are all handled by the president of the student council, so Wei Mingyan has a lot of power in the school.

Qiao Le recalled vigorously.

Obviously, the memory of the route and various events is very good, but when it comes to the characters, the inherited memory... there is only a blank face.

But to be a campus male god, his appearance will definitely not be bad.

The office door was unlocked and half-closed, Qiao Le reached out and knocked on the door: "President, are you there?"

No one responded.

He knocked twice again: "Hello, is there anyone inside? I'm Qiao Le, who is here to help."

Still no response.

Qiao Le hesitated for a moment, and gently pushed the door open.

The president's office is very large, almost the size of a classroom. There is a desk directly in front of it, and there are some open files on the desk.

Looking to the left, the windows are open, and the cool breeze blows in. There is a large bookshelf next to it, which is filled with all kinds of books.

On the right is a transparent coffee table, on which there are several cups of tea filled with white mist.

Someone came into the office just now?

The president entertained them, and now he is going to see off the guests?

Qiao Le had 'came' to the office before, and although he didn't want to touch other people's things, he didn't even have to enter the door, he just went in and waited.

He came to the bookcase and flipped through it casually.

In addition to some original documents that he couldn't understand, there were also some tomes that caused headaches at first glance, and the densely packed fonts made people upset.

Continuing to look inside, Qiao Le found that there was a book of fairy tales.

The colorful dreamy cover and beautiful illustrations tell the stories of princes and princesses.

The first story is the familiar Rapunzel.

The beautiful princess who was imprisoned on the high tower escaped from the witch under the rescue of the prince, and the two lived happily ever after.

Qiao Le couldn't help laughing out loud.

cough cough!Paradise is quite a fantasy girl.

In the previous world, the hero rescued the princess who was snatched by the dragon, and in this world, the prince rescued the princess... Each and every story is just a change of soup but not medicine!

It was getting dark.

The dim street lights were on.

Qiao Le looked up at the clock. It was 06:30, and the president of the student council hadn't come back... Guessing that he wouldn't be here today, he put the fairy tale book in his hand back to its original place, got up and left the office.

The wind blows through the glass and into the interior.

The documents on the table were rustling.

I don't know how long it took, when the last touch of white in the sky was about to disappear, a figure came out from the darkness. He followed the route of the 'girl' and walked to the side of the bookshelf step by step.

He reached out and pulled out one of the books.

On the cover, the beautiful blond princess is surrounded by tufts of hair, her blue eyes are like the sea, deep and flexible... She looks out obsessively, as if she is waiting for her prince.

Qiao Le ran to the president's office as soon as school was over, and hadn't had dinner yet.

He didn't want to go to the cafeteria, so he decided to go back to the dormitory and eat something in the convenience store outside.

Walking on the path, the campus, which is still familiar during the day, becomes unfamiliar in vain, surrounded by a palpitating darkness, only the dim light of street lamps, illuminating a small area of ​​the world.

At some point, Qiao Le heard the faint footsteps behind him.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

Starts off lightly, then gets heavier.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he turned his head suddenly, but there was nothing behind him...the footsteps stopped, as if everything was his illusion.

Qiao Le gritted his teeth, turned and ran towards the crowded convenience store.