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

"Congratulations to the host, successfully locked the protagonist "Mu Zhihuai".The third world mission has been opened. Due to the special structure of this world, completing the current world mission is equivalent to completing the mission of this system. "

The sudden mechanical sound in his head brought back Shen Siyang's wandering thoughts.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had not been completely wiped away by Mu Zhihuai.

Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar face in front of him, complex emotions surged violently in his chest.

Before he could think of words, a voice came from not far away: "Student, are you all going to speak on stage later?"

A girl with a red armband on her arm approached.

Fan Zhi was the first to react, and responded casually: "Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, the girl took out a notebook: "The school leader is coming soon, you can't stand here anymore, tell me your name, and I will take you to your corresponding seats."

A brief silence.

The girl and the others looked at each other for a while, she put away her notebook, smiled knowingly, and pointed to the stands in the back row: "Non-speakers, please go back to the corresponding area of ​​your class."

Fan Zhi pointed to the empty seats around him: "There are so many empty seats, can't we just sit here?"

The girl shook her head: "You can look at the nameplate behind the seat, the seat with a name means there are people."

Several people looked around, and all of them had names.

Finally, under the gesture of the girl's eyes, he had to leave temporarily.

After such an episode, Shen Siyang calmed down temporarily.

He simply shook his head in response to Mu Zhihuai, and then followed behind a few people and left.

Before walking out of the stands, he still couldn't hold back, turned around and looked at him, and met Mu Zhihuai who was looking at him.

This line of sight followed until Shen Siyang entered the dark area in the back row of the stands.

Three of the five are from the Department of Finance.

A group of people sat down in the vacant seats in the stands area of ​​the Department of Finance.

After sitting down, Fan Zhi looked at Shen Siyang and said with emotion: "It seems that your identity has a very good relationship with the deceased. He only cares about you among so many of us."

Shen Siyang frowned slightly, and corrected: "Mu Zhihuai."

Just as Fan Zhi was about to answer, Mo Xinqiao took the lead and said, "I also think it's better to be called by name. I have been reading text before, and I thought it was just a game. It's okay to call the dead. Now that I see a living person, I'm still fine. Living, calling the dead somewhat disrespectful."

Fan Zhi clicked his tongue lightly, but didn't say anything else.

Since Tang Yushan took his seat, his gaze has been turning around Shen Siyang.

He carefully recalled the reaction of Shen Siyang and Mu Zhihuai when they met just now, and asked Fan Zhi aloud: "Why do you think that Mu Zhihuai reacted to Shen Siyang? It’s still his own appearance.”

"Didn't you find out?" Fan Zhi looked around at the crowd.

Seeing that everyone looked similar, I had to explain: "We should completely replace the game characters. When I was looking for someone just now, I passed by the stands of the sports academy, and I was almost dragged away by them to make up the number of players."

Fan Zhi's character identity is a sophomore in the Sports Academy.

Tang Yushan thought for a moment, then looked at Shen Siyang again.

Before he could ask a question, Shen Siyang responded first: "He looks a lot like someone I know."

After a short pause, he added: "The relationship is very good, but I can't see the old man again."

Hearing this, Tang Yushan dispelled his doubts and said, "I'm sorry."

Shen Siyang shook his head: "It's okay."

Tang Yushan pushed his glasses lightly: "In this case, let's ask Mu Zhihuai after the opening ceremony is over."

"Don't ask him yet." Shen Siyang said again.

These words immediately attracted the attention of several others.

"why?"

"character."

Shen Siyang turned around, and his gaze fell back to Mu Zhihuai on the left side of the ceremony stage.

There are only 08 minutes left before 30:10, and the dazzling lights have already been turned on on the stage.

The lights illuminate the entire area around the reception desk.

Mu Zhihuai was in the light, maintaining the same appearance that Shen Siyang had when he first saw him.

Looking down at the speech on his lap, he was so quiet that he didn't see any movement, and he didn't fit in with his surroundings.

Shen Siyang's heart felt fine and dense.

He endured the discomfort and continued calmly: "Not only does he ignore you, he almost ignores everyone around him."

After hearing this, several people quietly observed Mu Zhihuai.

There are often people walking and talking near the reception desk.

The people sitting in the waiting seats more or less communicated with the people nearby, only Mu Zhihuai kept a posture all the time, like a lifeless puppet.

Even when the staff went to him to check the information, he didn't respond.

"I just said that others set it up incorrectly." Mo Xinqiao muttered softly.

Fan Zhi couldn't help but say: "I just wanted to say that he looks really lifeless. It can't be... Before we came, he had been in the loop for the day before death, right?"

The rest of the people all looked at him.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

"Damn!" Fan Zhi had a rare unbearable look on his face, "If this is the case, then this buddy is too miserable."

Tang Yushan's face was serious: "It's not impossible, if you say it like this, his current personality can make sense."

Fan Zhi scratched his hair: "Although it is inhumane to say this, if he really has been circulating for the day before his death, it will be a good thing for us. He must know who the murderer is. We don't have to beat around the bush and ask him directly. He will do."

Tang Yushan shook his head: "Not necessarily. If a person is really trapped in such an inescapable oppressive environment for a long time, his personality will definitely be distorted to a certain extent. At this time, if we rush forward, it is likely to make things worse. Worse."

Seeing that the trend of the topic met expectations, Shen Siyang said at the right time: "To be on the safe side, let's start with our own identities. Anyway, there is no chance to report today. We have a whole day to figure out the role identities and see if they are There was information that was missing from the script, or that wasn't consistent with the script."

Several people thought for a while and agreed to this decision.

There are personnel from the student union in each area of ​​the auditorium to take care of the discipline. After the opening ceremony at 08:30, private communication is not allowed.

Several people discussed to leave after the roll call.

As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Peishan was suddenly pushed from behind.

He was completely defenseless, leaned forward sharply, and his glasses fell to the ground.

Fan Zhi was sitting on the left side of Deng Peishan, startled by the sudden movement, turned his head and scolded: "Who the hell doesn't have eyes, you can't walk well!"

A tall boy stood behind Deng Peishan.

The boy put his hands in his pockets, glanced at Fan Zhi contemptuously, then ignored Fan Zhi, and looked at Deng Peishan again: "Where's the breakfast I asked you to buy for me?"

Deng Peishan is severely myopic, and losing his glasses is equivalent to half-blindness.

The seats in the back row of the auditorium were dark, his eyes were darkened, and he couldn't find his glasses, so he almost cried out of anxiety.

A hand was stretched out in front of him at this moment, holding his glasses in it.

He quickly picked it up and put it on, seeing clearly that the person handing over the glasses was Shen Siyang, and thanked him gratefully.

Then he turned around and looked at the person behind him.

After looking at the appearance of the person behind him from top to bottom, he couldn't help trembling slightly when he met a certain character described in the script.

He lowered his head for an instant and didn't dare to look any more, his whole body visibly became tense.

With two trembling hands clasped together, he finally whispered to Fan Zhi: "It should be the character who often bullies me in the script, a rich second generation named Qiu Zhi."

Fan Zhi spoke directly: "Qiu Zhi?"

The boy glanced at him.

After confirming his identity, Fan Zhi got up straight away, rolled up his sleeves and showed his biceps: "I have eaten breakfast, don't force me here, hurry up and get out."

Fan Zhi is half a head taller than Qiu Zhi, and his body, which is often exercised, has solid muscles, and it feels full of oppression in terms of body shape alone.

Qiu Zhi's face turned ugly for a moment.

Noticing that someone was watching, he rolled up his sleeves with a light snort.

Tang Yushan gave Fan Zhi a hand in time, and reminded him: "The school leaders are right in front. Because of fighting and being criticized, today will be wasted."

Fan Zhi sat down with a displeased face.

Seeing this, Qiu Zhi's expression gradually became smug.

He glanced over several people, and when he saw Mo Xinqiao, he paused for a second, then moved away as if nothing had happened, and said with contempt on his face: "Sure enough, those who play with garbage are also garbage."

Fan Zhi was furious instantly.

Tang Yushan also frowned, but still grabbed Fan Zhi.

Qiu Zhi slowly put down his sleeves, grabbed Deng Peishan's hair, and forced Deng Peishan to look up at him: "Be honest, bring what you should bring before class in the afternoon, or you will be "truant class". "

After speaking, he let go of his hand in disgust, turned and left with a contemptuous expression.

Shen Siyang's eyes fell on Qiu Zhi.

When Qiu Zhi walked past his seat, he stretched out his foot lightly, tripping him to the ground.

As if receiving the signal, Fan Zhi got up and swooped down, pressing Qiu Zhi firmly to the ground.

Shen Siyang flipped out of his seat immediately: "Run."

Fan Zhi slapped Qiu Zhi on the head and quickly followed Shen Siyang.

Mo Xinqiao also quickly flipped out of his seat, and when passing by Qiu Zhi, he stomped on Qiu Zhi's leg: "You are the fucking trash!"

Tang Yushan stepped on Qiu Zhi's other leg.

Deng Peishan obediently ran out from the aisle in front of his seat.

Passing by Qiu Zhi, he hesitated for two seconds, and finally made up his mind to pick off his two shoes and throw them away.

The back row itself is dark.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, and by the time the people around reacted, the five of them had already rushed to the entrance of the auditorium.

Shen Siyang slowed down when he stepped out of the gate, turned around and glanced in the direction of the reception desk.

Mu Zhihuai's seat was empty.

Shen Siyang glanced around, and saw Mu Zhihuai on the steps of the ceremony platform.

Looking from a distance, the young man's figure is thin and thin, as if he would be blown away by the wind.

He faced the huge grandstand.

The distance was too far, and Shen Siyang couldn't see where his gaze was coming from.

But he seemed to be able to tell that he was looking in the direction where several people were running away.

-

The sun is shining outside the auditorium.

The five of them ran tens of meters before stopping panting.

Fan Zhi let out a long sigh of relief: "Cool!"

Deng Peishan pushed his glasses worriedly: "Will it be bad to hit someone?"

Shen Siyang said calmly: "Who hit someone? I just accidentally tripped him."

Fan Zhi laughed loudly: "I just accidentally jumped on him."

Mo Xinqiao also smiled and said, "I just didn't see that I stepped on him."

A smile appeared in Tang Yushan's eyes: "Me too."

Deng Peishan glanced at a few people, and rubbed his head in embarrassment: "Then I too... just accidentally picked off his shoes."

"Damn it!" Fan Zhi exclaimed, "Oh, Deng Peishan, you actually took off his shoes, how bad it is hahaha!"

Hearing what Fan Zhi said, Deng Peishan was a little nervous again: "Picking off his shoes, is the problem serious?"

Fan Zhi didn't care and said: "What are you worried about? The world will restart tomorrow, and he won't remember it. Don't say it, it's a pretty cool restart."

Deng Peishan thought for a while: "But there are still classes in the afternoon."

Fan Zhi rolled up his sleeves: "You think I'm so muscular? That's enough for him to be hospitalized for a few days, and he still wants to go to class in the afternoon?"

Tang Yushan reminded: "Okay, don't waste time, let's go back to the dormitory quickly, if there are any clues, communicate in the group."

-

Qingbei University’s dormitory is a standard bed for four people.

Shen Siyang and Mu Zhihuai's dormitory was very simple and empty because there were only two people living there.

The beds for two people are in the same row.

Mu Zhihuai's bed was by the window, and there was a blackout curtain on the bed.

Now the blackout curtain on his bed is like a small window, several pieces of curtains are neatly drawn to the sides, and are fixed on the brackets by drawstrings.

Shen Siyang's eyes slowly swept across Mu Zhihuai's bed, table, bookshelf and other places.

The image of Mu Zhihuai's life here unconsciously appeared in his mind, and the soreness in his chest emerged again.

He went into the bathroom to wash his face, calmed down, and returned to his bed to check his belongings.

His desk is very tidy, except for the professional books on the bookshelf and the computer in the middle of the desk, there are no other unnecessary things.

Shen Siyang sat down and turned on the computer.

There are not many things on the computer desktop, only some development software commonly used by computer professionals.

Checked to no avail.

He got up on the chair and reached out to the bed to feel around.

Unexpectedly, I found a mobile phone under the pillow.

There is no password on the mobile phone, and the lock screen can be unlocked to enter directly.

There is some information on the phone.

Shen Siyang found the chat records with Mu Zhihuai.

Rarely, only a few times, he didn't bring the key and asked if Mu Zhihuai was in the dormitory.

All the information is normal, clearly pointing to the fact that he and Mu Zhihuai are just very ordinary and harmonious roommates.

Shen Siyang put the phone in his pocket and was about to get off the stool when the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Seeing the person coming in, he was slightly taken aback.

I glanced at the time while looking at my phone just now, and it's only nine o'clock now.

According to the original script, this identity met Mu Zhihuai at the entrance of the auditorium at ten o'clock.

So it stands to reason that Mu Zhihuai shouldn't be in the dormitory at this time.

But reasonable.

After a brief moment of stiffness, Shen Siyang nodded slightly to Mu Zhihuai as a greeting, and then looked away.

He jumped off the stool, took a paper towel and wiped off the shoe prints on the stool.

After throwing away the tissues, he opened the closet and continued to search for useful information.

From the corner of the eye, Mu Zhihuai walked to the opposite bed, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Then there was a line of sight that stayed on him like a shadow.

Shen Siyang tried his best not to care.

Ten minutes later, he let out a sigh of relief, stopped his movements, and finally turned around to look at Mu Zhihuai.

Facing Mu Zhihuai's clear and soft gaze, Shen Siyang suppressed the urge to get closer in his heart, and tried his best to speak calmly: "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Mu Zhihuai's gaze fell to the corner of his eyes, as if he was recalling the tears in his eyes an hour ago.

After a moment of silence, a soft voice sounded: "Do you...hate me?"

Shen Siyang was taken aback: "No, why do you think so?"

Ripples appeared in Mu Zhihuai's clear eyes: "You seem to be avoiding contact with me."

Shen Siyang froze all over, his throat was choked up and he couldn't speak.

The phone in his pocket vibrated at this moment.

Several times in succession.

Shen Siyang put his mobile phone and the mobile phone found just now in two pockets respectively.

It was the pocket where he put his mobile phone that vibrated.

He lowered his eyes and took out his phone, and saw the group message.

[Tang Yushan]: I found some things.It seems that Fan Zhi is right, the book we read is indeed incomplete.

[Mo Xinqiao]: Me too.

[Mo Xinqiao]: Have you all searched?After searching, let's find a place to communicate.The amount of information I have is a bit large, and I can't describe it in words alone.

Shen Siyang looked at these group messages and frowned slightly.

Suddenly, Mu Zhihuai's soft voice sounded again.

"Are you looking for the person who killed me?"