Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

The sky was blue, with occasional clouds passing by.

Every building in Dawn No. [-] Middle School stands proudly, and the clock on the outer wall of the building is moving forward in an orderly manner, showing no sign of being shrouded in haze or crisis.

Lao Huang turned his head to look at the time and sighed deeply.

The infirmary was sealed off as the scene of the crime, and he didn't know where else he could go except for the staff dormitory.

The wind blew past my ears, and the police's inquiries were still buzzing in my ears.

Surveillance at the school could provide him with an alibi.

After he left work yesterday, Zhou Xinghai staggered in front of the infirmary clutching his wound.And he himself stayed in the faculty dormitory after dinner, and did not appear in the surveillance again until this morning when he went to work.

They comforted him, counseled him, let him relax, and told him that Zhou Xinghai's death had nothing to do with him.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, Zhou Xinghai's death came to mind again.

He dragged his tired steps on the campus, and unknowingly walked to the highest place.

Looking up, you can see the pink clouds.

There seemed to be no one cleaning the roof, there were some books and sundries piled up here, the wine bottles were tilted to the ground over there, and there were torn mock test papers scattered scattered on the low stools placed by someone under the distribution box.

It seems that one after another graduates have shaped this place into a hidden corner mixed with sentimentality and the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

He casually kicked away a few bottles and cans, found a reference newspaper with a comprehensive English grammar, and continued to do it, the flesh on his face trembled accordingly.

This is probably his last show before being eliminated.

It was too painful for him to be a doctor for someone who had never passed a science subject.He covered it up when he could, and made up for it when he could, but even so, he still made it to the knockout stage.

He has suffered a lot, so this time he doesn't want to think about the hidden missions and the fit of people, and he can't wait to spend these seven days in troubled waters.

I can't wait to give him a happy relief.

"Isn't it just going to the barren land!" Old Huang spat, walked to the edge of the roof, and glanced down, "But I haven't seen it yet..."

The slightly shaken voice stopped abruptly.

He was caught off guard and caught sight of the people downstairs.

The girl's hair was lifted by the wind, and her eyes seemed a little dazed, and she couldn't tell the expression clearly in the high and long distance.

Lin Tang was walking alone on the way back to the school building, the wind blew around his temples and hair and bangs.

She subconsciously raised her hand to tidy up, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the burning eyes on the roof.

She frowned, turned and walked against the flow of people.

Jiang Jian leaned on the stairs, leisurely watching Zhong Xun being surrounded by people, vying to give him coins.

It was as if he would marry whoever he took coins from.

For some reason, he remembered the past when He Minzhi and he watched the Youth Campus Idol Theater together.In the moment when his memory is incomplete, he cherishes these innocuous daily fragments occasionally.

One of He Min likes to turn on the air conditioner, eat watermelon and watch dramas during summer vacation.

While eating melons, the two took TV dramas as research objects.He Minzhi also complained that in reality, there are not so many flamboyant nympho girls in idol dramas. Most of them are very reserved and reserved, and they only dare to drag their girlfriends and scream in a low voice.

He watched from a distance, and the group of chattering little sisters in front of him had nothing to do with the word reserved.It's really hard to say, whether these NPCs are showing off, or Zhong Xun's walking hormones are more powerful.

"Please, guest, pay attention to the character design." No. 099 was silent for many days, and finally reminded Jiang Jian with its calm tone.

What you took was a variety show CP character set, and you sent people out to sell their lust, and you didn't eat the jealousy at all, so you are enjoying watching the show here?

At the beginning, No. 001 was right. It would not be good for Jiang Jian to be eliminated because of the ranking.After all, this group of artificial intelligence will also seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and they also have a desire to survive.

"How should I pay attention?" Jiang Jian didn't understand.

He even thought, should he just borrow that "Scientific Love Guidance for Men"?

"It is said that being jealous or taking an oath of sovereignty will improve the fit of the character."

That being said, there is no scientific proof.

"But the school doesn't allow puppy love, and I don't want to fight wits with the punishers for the time being." Jiang Jian refused, "They almost know everything when they chat with him, and he can hear a lot of news if he hangs around for a while."

"..." No. 099 was speechless.

It does its best.

It doesn't understand the way of thinking of high-quality human males.

"He asked you to borrow it, so you came to borrow it?" No. 009 sneered, "You are the number one in the studio, the top one among all the guests, who is 'who the hell dares to order me, I will make you cry until your mother doesn't recognize you ' Zhong Xun! You are not Jiang Jian's tool man, big brother."

Passing through the crowd, Zhong Xun saw that Jiang Jian's gaze was always on him, and looked away with satisfaction: "I can say some things, but he may not."

Even if it could, it would be terrifying to match that dead face.

"Besides, with his level of cleanliness, he can't stand this scene." Zhong Xun raised the corners of his mouth, smiled and took the coins from the girls' hands, and responded to his notes in a low voice.

No. 009 recorded the 24 coins of different sizes and denominations in his hand, and said perfunctorily: "...You can spoil him."

Zhong Xun seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Isn't this just helping Jiang Jian complete the character design?It doesn't do him any harm.

"Campus legend?" Wen Sidai sat on the swivel chair in the student conversation room, raised her hand and opened the laptop she brought in, "Jiang Jian means that the hidden mission is related to the school's rumors?"

"Yes, I also want you to check the people on that list."

Song Zhifan crossed his legs and leaned back on the leather sofa, and he didn't know where the running god went after he got the word in place.

This chat room was originally the office of the psychology teacher and was used for psychological consultation.After the Fanyin system was introduced, the work of psychological counseling was transferred to the unified online counseling platform, the teachers were dismissed, and the office was abandoned.

Some teachers will borrow it to talk heart-to-heart with students whose grades have declined.

And there is no camera inside, so don't worry about exposing privacy.

Winsted searched the system silently, and the sound of her fingertips tapping on the keyboard was regular and rhythmic.

Song Zhihui was pulled back from his thoughts by the sound of the keyboard.School surveillance showed that no one entered the infirmary after Zhou Xinghai.

This probably became a secret room murder.

He secretly watched the whole process of the police questioning her from the tree.

Perhaps because they were anxious about the clueless murder case in front of them, the tone of the police and Winsted was quite impatient.

It is unbearable to change him.

But Winsdai didn't show any dissatisfaction from the beginning to the end. She stood there lukewarmly, with her back straight, and patiently answered their repeated inquiries before leaving.

The temper of a good old man deserves to be pinched as a soft persimmon.

Song Zhihui glanced at her and hummed softly in his heart.

"Many of the people on these lists have graduated." Winsted rowed across the row, "Currently only a very few of them are on the list of current students, and all of them are on leave of absence."

Song Zhihui: "When did you graduate?"

Wensidei glanced at the computer time: "It's the beginning of September, it should be three months ago."

"Let's show Brother Jian as much information about graduates as you can get."

There is a printer in the corner, don't know if it works.

Wen Sidai thought for a while, and didn't ask Song Zhi to go back to check if it could be used. After opening the student file and downloading it, she got up and walked over with her skirt, fiddled with the machine.

Song Zhihui worked as a company animal in the last program, sorting out reports, repairing printers, serving tea and water, and other groceries.

He really couldn't bear to see Winsdai's clumsy and disorganized movements.

So he pulled the person away in disgust: "I'll come."

Wensidei stood aside, folded her hands behind her back, silently, and quickly sorted out the information she had obtained in the past two days.

Suddenly a string of short music came to mind in the room.

"What's the sound?" Song Zhifan raised his hand and knocked on the printer, plugged in the power, and pressed it twice, seeing it start to swallow paper.

Winsted pointed to the computer: "Everything to be printed has been downloaded."

After that, she bent her outstretched fingers slightly, and suddenly thought of something, she clenched her fist and smashed it into the palm of her other hand.

"Ah... Speaking of campus legends, maybe we can go to the music classroom to try our luck."

A coin was thrown into the sky, turned around ten times, and before it fell into Zhong Xun's palm, Jiang Jian intercepted it and took it away.

He smiled and followed Jiang Jian into the laboratory building.

It is said that only here can go to the rooftop.

The two climbed up the stairs, neither of them spoke.But they all know that if making a wish here can trigger the hidden mission, it will be able to verify their conjecture.

"Wait, someone."

Jiang Jian quickly stopped her pace.

The people behind him didn't have time to stop, and their arms and back instantly felt the warmth of sticking to it.

But before he had any stress reaction, Zhong Xun immediately took a small step back.

Jiang Jian didn't notice Zhong Xun's abnormality for a moment, he stepped on the last step with light steps, and met the girl who had met several times.

Lin Tang's eyes were a little red, which was far from the calmness she had when she confessed to Wen You in the library.

The steps leading to the roof were very narrow, and the tall figures of the two were almost like a wall in front of Lin Tang, while she was hidden in the shadow against the light.

She raised her head and stared directly at the two of them: "Are you also here to make a wish? Two people?"

"No?" Zhong Xun asked back, "Is there a limit on the number of people making a wish per day?"

"That's not true, it just feels strange. There are quite a lot of people here today, and you may have to wait for the uncle inside to finish his wish." Lin Tang rubbed his eyes, "I won't join in the fun for now, I hope everyone's wishes come true. can be achieved.”

After that, she smiled lightly, walked sideways past Jiang Jian, and walked down the stairs quickly.

At the same time, the sound of a man sobbing came from the rooftop.

The two walked through the fire escape and walked in without hesitation.

In the open space in the center of the roof, Dr. Huang stood reverently, throwing coins towards the roof of the main teaching building on the lower floor opposite.

His fingertips ooze blood.

Under his feet is a crooked hexagram pattern drawn with blood.

"If there is a god, please let me see my daughter again! I beg you, Lao Huang, you can pay any price."

The white coat was crumpled against him.

The back is downcast and decadent.

He coughed twice, sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at the wound on his palm, and remained motionless.

Jiang Jian felt the heat in his palm, and when he lowered his head, he saw Zhong Xun stretching out his hand, trying to pick out the coin he had cut off from his palm.

It seems that he has developed a habit, he seems to be less repulsed by Zhong Xun's touch, he just raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Xun took a deep look at him: "I'm afraid you'll just learn from him."

"..."

When Jiang Jian fell silent, the wristband lit up accordingly.

[System notification: A total of 4 guests have triggered hidden missions, please continue to work hard, and pay attention to personal safety at the same time! ]

Not far away, Dr. Huang clutched his wound, looked at his wristband in shock, and checked the two system notifications that popped up one after another.

"Damn it? Although I didn't mean it like that, but... Immortal Bodhisattva, really spiritual! Grass! Awesome! Thank you!"