The system forced me to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

"Shen Siyang, it's your turn."

A slightly impatient male voice sounded: "What are you in a daze for? It's been a long time since you haven't voted, and if you don't vote any more, you've abstained."

Shen Siyang shook his dizzy head.

Having just been withdrawn from a seriously ill body, I feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Forget it, don't wait, let's announce the voting results directly, don't delay dinner at night."

It was that male voice again.

There was a burst of miscellaneous movements.

Shen Siyang gradually got used to this body, and his vision gradually became clearer.

It was a small dark room.

The four walls of the room are covered with dark wallpaper with bloody handprints.

The only source of light in the entire room is the dimly lit chandelier overhead.

In front of you is a round table.

There was a mess of cards on the round table, and a booklet was placed in front of each person's seat.

Before Shen Siyang observed more carefully, the male voice sounded again at the beginning: "Damn! Why are you all voting for me! I told you that with my identity, I only troubled the deceased once!"

Shen Siyang looked towards the source of the sound and saw a tall boy with a cropped head.

The boy's appearance is fierce, coupled with an impatient expression, it will scare the children.

【Fan Rank】

A name corresponding to this face flashed in my mind.

A hearty female voice sounded: "Who made it so that among so many of us, only you have made enemies with the dead."

Shen Siyang looked towards the girl who was speaking, and saw a girl with a high ponytail, clean facial features, and neat movements.

【Mo Xinqiao】

Fan Yi dropped the notebook in his hand angrily: "I just said that there is a problem with this book, and the information is not complete at all. Anyway, I am not the murderer, and you have arrested the wrong person."

Mo Xinqiao leaned forward to get the real murderer's placard: "Then let me have a look, the murderer is—"

Changes in the surrounding environment.

In the blink of an eye, the dark and closed small room disappeared.

The surroundings become open.

Young and energetic men and women continued to pass by several people.

"What's the situation?" Fan Zhi's exclamation broke the stagnant atmosphere among several people.

Shen Siyang suppressed the dizziness, frowned slightly, and glanced around, finally falling on the boulder in front of the lawn not far away.

The boulder has smooth lines, and several large gilded characters are engraved in the middle.

——Qingbei University.

At this moment, a voice sounded in Shen Siyang's mind.

[The player fails to report the murderer, and triggers a punishment task—enter the script killing world, and look for the real murderer again. 】

[Entry time: the day of the deceased's death.There is one opportunity to report every day. If the report is successful, you will return to the real world. If the report fails, the world line will restart and you will get another chance to report.In order to facilitate players to integrate into the role, the names of the current world characters have been changed to the real names of the five players. Please actively search for the real culprit and strive to return home as soon as possible.If the reporting fails more than three times, a deep punishment task will be triggered. 】

It is also a mechanical sound, but it is different from the system Shen Siyang is familiar with.

The mechanical sound of the system is relatively clear and childish.

The mechanical sound that appeared in Shen Siyang's ears at this moment was very muddy and serious.

Shen Siyang raised his eyes to observe the expressions of the other four people, and made sure that he was not the only one who heard the voice.

Just as I was thinking this, the mechanical voice sounded again in my mind.

This time he was familiar with it.

"The current world structure is special, please host to find the protagonist by itself."

Shen Siyang observed the expressions of several people again, and confirmed that only he could hear the voice this time.

"What?" Fan Zhi frowned, "Did you hear that? What the hell is telling us to report the real culprit!"

"I heard." Another male voice sounded.

Shen Siyang looked at the speaker, and saw a gentle face.

The boy was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses and a short Polo sleeve with a neatly folded collar.

【Tang Yushan】

Tang Yushan raised his hand and pushed his glasses with a heavy expression, and then pointed to the boulder that Shen Siyang had seen just now.

"Look there."

Everyone's eyes fell on the direction he was pointing.

"Qingbei University?" Fan Zhi cursed, "Isn't this the fucking university in the play we just played?"

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone and dialed 110: "I don't believe this evil. If I find out that this store is responsible for the trouble, I will sue this broken store for closure!"

As soon as the call was made, a pop-up window popped up.

【No signal in your area】

Fan Yi frowned again and randomly called a few people in the address book.

It's all the same result.

He clicked into other software on the phone.

No network.

The message cannot be sent, and the browser cannot log in.

All software that requires the network is not working properly.

The rest of the people also took out their mobile phones to try.

Suddenly, everyone's mobile phones rang together.

Several people quickly clicked into the message box that popped up, and when they saw the content of the message, they looked at one person in unison.

A tall, thin boy.

The boy wears a pair of very old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and has a few freckles on his cheeks.

Seeing the eyes of the crowd, she seemed to be frightened, and lowered her head, not daring to meet anyone's gaze.

【Deng Peishan】

Fan Yi looked like an old man in the subway: "Deng Peishan, why are you sending random messages to the group?"

Deng Peishan adjusted his glasses nervously, and was about to explain when Mo Xinqiao's voice rang out first.

"If there is no Internet, we can't send messages. Why can we send messages in our group chat?"

After hearing this, several people began to try to send messages to the group.

Everyone can send messages to their five-group chat, but when they try to enter other dialog boxes, it is the familiar big red exclamation mark.

There was a brief silence, and everyone had different expressions.

With a pale face, Fan Yi turned around and walked towards the school gate: "The phone can't call the police, so I'll go directly to the police station!"

He strode to the gate and stepped out, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

No matter how hard he tried, his feet were suspended in the air and could not be stretched out.

A voice came from the side: "Student, are you practicing Qigong here?"

Fan Yi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he looked at the security not far away unhappily: "Can't you see that I'm going out?"

The security guard spread his hands: "Then you go out."

"Can't you see that I can't get out!"

The security guard showed doubts: "Why can't I get out here?"

Saying that, he took a big step outside to show Fan Yi.

After thinking about it, he circled around the door twice to demonstrate to Fan Yi more thoroughly.

Not only the security guards, but also the students in the school are free to come and go.

Only Fan Yi couldn't walk through the door.

Fan Yi was furious in his heart, rolled up his sleeves and was about to go to the security guard.

Tang Yushan hurried over to pull him back.

"It seems that we are indeed trapped in this place. Instead of doing these useless efforts, it is better to report the real culprit according to what the voice said just now. This is currently the most likely way to get out of here."

Tang Yushan made a serious proposal.

Fan Yi obviously still didn't believe it, and said coldly: "It's not about making a movie, where is the strange power coming from, who said to send us here and send us here, if we are trapped, we will be trapped, and if we are sent away, we will be sent away?"

"Then how do you explain our sudden appearance here?" Tang Yushan asked.

Fan Yi fell into silence.

Mo Xinqiao agreed and said: "Everyone's script must have written whether they are the murderer or not. The murderer confesses voluntarily. We just fill in the answer. It's just a game anyway, and the game is ready now."

After these words fell, everyone spoke one after another, saying no.

Fan Yi was about to speak out, when Tang Yushan was the first to speak out: "There are also some who would not be identified as murderers in the murderer's book, let's report the timeline of the last time they saw the deceased. The cause of death is simple, and it is clear that they died by falling from a building. There were no other fatal injuries. The problem must have been with the last person to see him. Let me talk about my time first. The last time I saw him was at [-]:[-] pm. The last class was over. We were classmates. When we left after class, we were in The back door of the classroom said hello."

Mo Xinqiao cooperated and continued: "I am also at five o'clock in the afternoon, and I sit behind him in class. I haven't seen him since get out of class ends at five o'clock."

Shen Siyang simply extracted relevant information from his brain.

His identity is the roommate of the deceased.

The two are different.

Shen Siyang is from the Department of Computer Science, and the deceased is from the Department of Finance.

Because the male dormitories of the two departments happened to be full and there were more than them, he and the deceased were arranged in a separate four-person dormitory.

The relationship between the two is average, and they are nodding acquaintances who can talk by chance.

On weekdays, they basically do their own things without interfering with each other.

Shen Siyang was the third to speak out: "I am at ten o'clock in the morning. I saw him give a speech at the opening ceremony in the morning. After the end, I happened to meet him outside the auditorium and said hello."

Fan Yi still had an impatient tone: "I made my timeline clear a long time ago. Before class at noon, at [-]:[-], I went to trouble him, because my identity likes Mo Xinqiao's identity, so I Warned him to stay away from Mo Xinqiao."

The four of them explained the timeline clearly, and Deng Peishan was the only one left.

Deng Peishan became nervous visibly: "I... I was at 05:30 in the evening. I met the deceased when I was eating in the cafeteria, because I was bullied by some bullies in the class before, and he happened to see him, and he helped me I passed me, so I stopped him specifically and thanked him."

After he finished talking about his timeline, he explained anxiously: "But my notebook really didn't say that I was a murderer, and I left after expressing my thanks. I haven't been to the rooftop."

Tang Yushan pondered: "The time of death of the deceased is between 5:30-6:00."

Fan Yi suddenly said: "I just said that the information in this book is incomplete! In other books, all the characters have enmity with the deceased. In this book, except for me, all of you have either received help from the deceased, or admired him. The deceased, or the deceased's good partner and roommate, how does this work?"

"There is no other way now, and the book is not in hand, so I can't read it again."

Mo Xinqiao suggested: "Vote, if you make a mistake, think of another way."

Everyone accepted the proposal and tried to call out that voice.

"We want to report."

After Tang Yushan's words fell, that cloudy and serious voice soon reappeared in everyone's minds.

[Please state your name. 】

Fan Yi was about to speak when Tang Yushan stopped him.

Tang Yushan asked again: "Say the player's name, or the name of the player's corresponding identity?"

[The current world name has been changed. 】

Tang Yushan nodded: "That should be the player's name. Let's report the murderer: Deng Peishan."

After a brief silence.

[The report failed, please continue to look for the real culprit.The remaining number of reports today: 0.The world line will restart at [-]:[-] tonight. After the restart, you can get another chance to report. Please continue to work hard for the five players. 】

Deng Peishan heaved a sigh of relief visibly.

The expressions of the rest of the people became ugly.

It has been determined that Deng Peishan and Fan Zhi are not the murderers, so the scope of the murderers naturally falls on the remaining three.

Shen Siyang took advantage of this gap to look through his memory carefully.

It is confirmed that the identity he obtained and the deceased are just ordinary roommates, there is no contradiction, there is no motive for committing the crime, and there is no crime.

Tang Yushan rubbed his temples irritably: "My book did not mention that I had any conflicts with the deceased."

After thinking for a long time, Mo Xinqiao replied, "Mine is the same. It seems that there is really a problem with this book."

"Then go straight to the dead."

Fan Yi suddenly said: "Didn't that broken voice say that today is the day of the deceased's death? It's only eight o'clock in the morning, and the person hasn't had any accidents yet. Let's go directly and ask him who has grudges against him. If we have grudges, we can't wait to kill him." It's over."

Rough words are not rough.

Tang Yushan pondered: "But where to..."

"The auditorium." Shen Siyang took the initiative to speak out for the first time after tidying up his memory, "Today's opening ceremony, he is the student representative."

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The auditorium is a good area.

When everyone entered, they were stunned.

The opening ceremony begins at 8:30.

This will be admission time.

The auditorium, which can accommodate thousands of people, is full of people, and the eyes are full of heads.

The five of them spread out.

Shen Siyang simply dealt with the memory in his brain in the gap he was looking for alone.

The memory of this world is very simple, only a basic background is given.

The five of them are senior students in the same school. By chance, they participated in the school recruitment and entered the same company for internship.

So occasionally we have dinner and entertainment together on weekends.

As soon as Shen Siyang walked to the area he was in charge of, the phone in his pocket vibrated several times.

[Mo Xinqiao]: I found it, the waiting seats on the left side of the stage, come quickly.

[Fan Zhi]: So fast?

[Mo Xinqiao]: Very recognizable, the script does not deceive me, Mu Zhihuai is really a fairy.I've only seen such good-looking people on TV in my life.

[Fan Yi]: Who is Mu Zhihuai?

[Mo Xinqiao]: The deceased.

Shen Siyang's eyes fell on Mo Xinqiao's "Heavenly Immortals", and his heart skipped a beat.

[Mo Xinqiao]: But is there a problem with this character's personality?I remember that the book said that Mu Zhihuai is a gentle and approachable person, why is this handsome guy completely ignoring others?I talk to him and he doesn't give a damn about me.

Shen Siyang rushed to the left side of the reception desk with his mobile phone in hand.

[Fan Yi]: Damn, really.Come here quickly, otherwise I can't help but hit someone with my temper.

When Shen Siyang arrived, the other four people were already in front of the waiting seats.

The four surrounded a young man sitting on a chair, trying to get the young man to talk to them.

However, the young man just quietly looked down at the speech on his lap, never paying attention to anyone.

The opening ceremony hadn't started yet, and it was a little dark beside the stage.

The person sitting on the chair had his head down again, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

Shen Siyang's heart couldn't stop beating wildly when he saw someone.

The strong sense of familiarity made him slow down unconsciously, and his eyes gradually became hot.

"I even suspect that we are ghosts, he can't see us at all." Fan Yi complained.

As he said that, he was about to raise his hand and pat the young man on the shoulder to see if he would go straight through.

Shen Siyang walked up to the young man before he raised his hand.

He just stood still in front of the young man, looked down at the people on the bench, and didn't make any sound.

The person who had been ignoring everyone all this time slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Siyang.

The four people around were all stunned, one by one watching this scene in astonishment.

Like a beauty who wears a veil to attract everyone's appetite, after taking off the veil, she has a face that is more thrillingly beautiful than anyone imagined.

The lights that flashed from time to time on the ceremony stage cast light on the young man Chuchen's face, illuminating those beautiful eyes like rare treasures in the world.

There was a moment of silence around.

The young man stared at Shen Siyang standing in front of him without distraction.

Shen Siyang blinked lightly, and a tear rolled down silently.

Ripples appeared in the youth's eyes.

He raised his hand, touched Shen Siyang's soft face with his fingertips, and wiped away his tears with light movements.

Feeling the warm moisture on the fingertips, a gentle and soothing voice sounded in everyone's ears for the first time.

"why cry?"

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