Fire to the Abyss

Chengzhou University has a school age of more than [-] years and is one of the old universities in Chengzhou City.The construction of these old universities has one thing in common - they are quite close to nature, the campus greening rate is extremely high, and trees over a hundred years old can be seen everywhere. People have the illusion of living in a virgin forest.

There are not many evergreen plants here, and it looks particularly depressed in winter, but once spring begins, all kinds of trees begin to pull out branches, and some small flowers that bloom in early spring are embellished, which is quite spring-like.The students entered the new semester step by step in this vibrant atmosphere.The shadow left by the tragedy that happened on Christmas Eve last year has also gradually disappeared with the change of seasons.

So far, the "Christmas Eve Murder Case" has successfully been included in the category of campus ghost talk. Only some young gossipers who are ambitious and have trouble falling asleep after the lights are turned off routinely will take it out to chew with roommates who lack interest in the dead of night. Of course, What I'm talking about is a version that has been added with oil and vinegar, and has been crooked by a thousand miles.

After listening, the listener will usually question in a light tone: "Is this true?" The reason why the strange talk is a strange talk is because its source has long been untestable, let alone its authenticity.

Without a clear answer, no matter how real and close the incident is described, it can only be heard as a story.At this time, the listener will often yawn and turn over to sleep, and forget all about it when he wakes up the next day.

Of course, except for some insiders.

Because the puppet master was involved, all the details of the case were required to be kept confidential. The school blocked the news immediately, signed a non-disclosure agreement with the insider, and gave a reasonable explanation for Zhao Yang's disappearance—others in their class Everyone thought that he changed schools suddenly due to family accidents, except for Xia Lin and the three boys who shared the same dormitory with him.

Xia Lin knew the whole story, but the three boys didn't know all about it.It's just that they discovered Li Xueen's body together, and Zhao Yang mysteriously disappeared not long after, and the police collected evidence in the dormitory after his disappearance. All kinds of behaviors were enough for them to guess the cause and effect roughly.Due to the confidentiality agreement, this kind of thinking and guessing can only be digested by oneself. Fortunately, the relationship between classmates in the university is not that close. The classmates only get together during classes and class meetings. Get a little nervous.

As for Wei Ziyi, who is serving his sentence, his situation is even easier. He has no sense of existence, and the word "suspended from school" is enough to explain it. Only Qin Yuhang visits the prison occasionally.

The second half of the semester is a good time for the spring recruitment of major clubs.The school has planned several main roads, which are specially used for clubs to recruit new students. Each club has its own booth, and everyone hangs their most eye-catching posters on the booths to attract juniors and girls in their own way. Clubs shouted with loudspeakers, some handed out leaflets, and individual dance clubs put on an impromptu performance on the street, all kinds of ways emerged one after another.

When all major clubs are actively recruiting newcomers, there is a club with a different style of painting.In the middle of a bunch of bustling stalls, there is a small pergola with a table and a stool. On the stool is a girl with a sullen expression. ahead.There was nothing in front of the awning, not even a poster, but a piece of A4 paper pasted on the beam, on which the words "Detective Agency" were written in a black pen.

The guy from the hip-hop club next door felt that the three characters "Detective Agency" were written quite artistically, with a special sense of mystery. In addition, the girl who was in charge of recruiting was also very mysterious. She never said a word from the beginning to the end. She didn't even raise her eyes when she was performing in full swing. Since she came here, she has always maintained this posture, just like a performance art performer.

The young man didn't know that there was something more attractive than his Locking performance on the opposite side. He followed her gaze suspiciously and found that there was only an orange trash can on the opposite side.Except for the unique color, it is just an ordinary trash can.If it wasn't for the fact that the girl still didn't look away after the garbage truck took away the garbage inside, he would have suspected that there was some murder weapon hidden in the garbage.

"Little handsome guy."

When the guy from the hip-hop club was continuously observing the girl next door, he was suddenly stopped from behind. He looked back and saw two slender boys.The boy who called him was handsome, with a malicious smile on his face, and the other one was quite handsome, but his expression was a little indifferent, giving people a feeling that he was not very close.

These two didn't look like freshmen who wanted to join the club. The young man instinctively took half a step back, turned his eyes away from the handsome guy who was indifferent, and stopped on the boy with a smirk all over his face. After all, a smirk is also a smile. He is much more kind than the one who seems to have "Stay away from strangers" written on his face.

"Student, what's the matter?"

The boy with a smirk came forward, put his hand on his shoulder quite affectionately, and looked around at the girl from the detective agency next door: "Little handsome guy, do you fancy my daughter?"

Before the young man could reply, he heard the handsome guy who said "don't get close to strangers" coughed twice, and the boy who put his shoulders let go of his hand angrily, and complained in a low voice: "Look at how sour he is."

The young man looked at the girl next door thoughtfully, thinking about her complicated father-daughter relationship. He didn't get any special meaning from the complaint, but he heard the boy "puchi" laugh out loud. Voice: "Little handsome guy, you have really strong taste."

"Ah?" The young man forgot to refute that he was not interested in the girl when he said that.He glanced at the girl again, she was a pretty normal girl, she probably looked cute when she smiled, why did she have a bad taste?

He turned around and was about to refute a few words on the question of taste, but found that the two boys had already left his booth and walked towards the booth of the detective agency.

Then I saw the boy who just talked to him lean over and knocked on the girl's head, folded his arms and said, "Liu Xiran, I asked you to recruit new ones, why are you in a daze?"

It turned out that he was in a daze, the young man thought to himself, as expected of a member of the detective agency, he was so deep in a daze.

Liu Xiran suffered from head pain, and Xia Lin's practice in a daze that lasted nearly two hours was terminated in advance.Probably when waking up from a trance state, it is like being woken up from a deep sleep, and there is something similar to "wake up gas", and Liu Xiran is a person who gets up with explosive gas, so "trance gas" is naturally not small.

She glared at Xia Lin viciously, Xia Lin leaned on the pillars of the arbor and smiled at her frivolously, then Liu Xiran stood up quickly, grabbed Xia Lin's arm suddenly, and covered her ears with lightning speed bit his arm.

A series of actions were completed in a flash, and they were very smooth and well-trained.Apparently Liu Xiran's biting skills have been perfected, and by the time Xia Lin reacted, there was already a row of tooth marks on his arm.

The boy next door was stunned, and the elementary school girl didn't even bother to talk to him—he thought the girl was a sloth, but he didn't expect it to be a flash of lightning.

Xia Lin roared: "Liu Xiran, did you only order the skill of biting?"

"Hmph, of course not." Liu Xiran snorted coldly, wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, and planned to let Xia Lin learn another skill of hers.

She gathered up her energy and was about to speak when Xu Luo suddenly appeared from behind Xia Lin. Liu Xiran's greetings to Xia Lin's second uncle slipped around in her mouth, and she went back and forth from where she came from. In the end, she only blushed A sentence came: "You, you, how are you talking to the president?"

"This is your new skill? Could it explode if your face turns red to a certain extent? Are you going to blow me up? Hahaha..."

Xia Lin almost couldn't take care of herself with a smile, she felt sorry while laughing, Xu Luo is really good, I have known her for so many years and I have never seen her blushing.

Xu Luo, as an adult man whose jokes are within the normal range, or even higher than the average, can't understand Xia Lin Qingqi's brain circuit at all.He picked up Xia Lin who was squatting on the ground laughing together, and asked calmly, "How is it? Have you recruited someone?"

Liu Xiran said with bitterness and hatred on his face: "Oh, there is no one. If tomorrow is like today, we may really have to disband."

The school stipulates that the number of clubs must be greater than six, otherwise they have to be disbanded or merged into other clubs.The detective agency was originally on the verge of disbanding. After the loss of Zhao Yang and Wei Ziyi, although Liu Xiran took over as the president, the atmosphere in the agency was always weird. After leaving the club, the other two freshman girls gradually stopped coming, which is equivalent to quitting the club indirectly, and now there are only five people left.

Liu Xiran used to be the vice president, and she also contributed a lot to the establishment of the detective agency. She would try her best in every activity. It can be said that she has a strong affection for the detective agency. She never thought that the club would be disbanded so easily. .But after the murder happened, Liu Xiran was depressed for a long time. It took her a long time to accept the fact that her childhood playmate was the murderer. Occasionally, when she was sitting in a daze in front of the booth, she would also think, this establishment established with the murderer Club, what else can I recruit, just disband it.

Whenever she thinks this way, another villain will pop up in her mind, knocking on her head and shouting: "The society is not owned by him alone, and it was not disbanded under his hands. How could it be disbanded under your hands? Isn't it like losing?"

In this way, the two ideas were entangled endlessly, and Liu Xiran had no intention of arranging for everyone to recruit new recruits together, so he went up alone, forming this kind of insincere recruiting situation.

Xu Luo doesn't care, anyway, he joined the club because of Xia Lin, and now that he's in his hands, the existence of the club doesn't matter much to him.It's just Xia Lin, even though he and Liu Xiran mostly barked at each other like two dogs, he felt sorry for her in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have traveled across half of the campus to see her, you know that he is extremely poor at acting like this to Xia Lin People, down stairs are quite remarkable.Xia Lin even wanted to draw a new poster for the club on a whim yesterday. Fortunately, she had a relatively correct understanding of her drawing ability, and halfway through the drawing, she crumpled up the horrible page and threw it away.

Liu Xiran stared at a stack of brand-new registration forms for a while, then suddenly raised his head and stared at Xu Luo with a thief, and said, "Xu Luo, why don't you come and replace me for a while when the traffic is heavy at noon, thirty, no , It will be done in 10 minutes, and I will replace you when I go to have a meal."

Except for some principled issues and matters related to Xia Lin, Xu Luo is usually easy to discuss.He nodded slightly: "That's good."

"Okay——" Xia Lin suddenly came over, hooked Xu Luo's shoulders, and continued the second half of the sentence with an unfriendly expression: "What a woolen thread, Liu Xiran, I warn you, you don't want to take advantage of my father's beauty, if you have the ability to rely on yourself .”

Liu Xiran pursed her lips: "If I can look like Nagasawa Masami, why worry about not being able to recruit people?"

Xia Lin blinked her eyes: "It's okay, it's not bad for you to put on makeup, you can look like Nagasawa Masami's younger sister, she doesn't look good."

Liu Xiran rolled up his sleeves, ready to have a real man's contest with Xia Lin.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Xu Luo sighed, pulled the upset Xia Lin behind her, and said to Liu Xiran, "I'm fine at noon, call me when the time comes."

After finishing speaking, he dragged and dragged away a fried-haired Xia Lin.