Officer Ying's hand steadily supported his arms so that he would not really fall to the ground. The person in his arms obviously had little reaction. The skin he touched was hot, his eyes were flushed, and there was a dense layer of sweat on his forehead.

It seems to be trying hard to suppress something.

The little partner's forehead was soaked, and it stuck to his cheeks, making his face look more white, and the flush on his head became more conspicuous. He seemed to be holding his breath, and said weakly: "Officer, you go first..."

Ying Cun was silent for a while and moved as he spoke.

But he never left.

Ruan Xun's eyes fell on a point almost anxiously, so hot that it was impossible to ignore. Ying Cun moved his eyes and looked at it, seeing the wound that he had just washed and had not had time to wipe it clean.

Why is it that time that I am still worried about my injury?

Officer Ying sighed softly, covered his hand on his little partner's forehead, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead little by little.

"uncomfortable?"

“…”

The little police officer's body suddenly became tighter, and he almost squeezed out a few words from his lips: "Go away..."

You should save and not leave, and you should get closer, "Go to see a doctor."

He could not refuse to take Kou Qiu's hand and pulled the partner, who was now flushed, closer. The smell of fishy and sweetness became stronger and stronger. Kou Qiu's blood was boiling in the pot, and it was boiling, making him want to scream.

See a ghost doctor!

He barely pulled out his soft wrist from the other party's hand, used all the strength left in his body, and pushed Ying Cun out of the door. He didn't see him, so he locked the person directly outside. Officer Ying was staying outside the door and was still knocking on the door, "Officer Ruan? Officer Ruan?"

Old Cadre Kou no longer had any extra thoughts to pay attention to him.

Almost the moment he closed the door, he collapsed and fell to the ground with a crisp sound of clothes tearing, something furry came out of the crack at the same time, swinging softly in the air.

The hairy ears drooped, and they were weak and weak.

There was white light in front of me.

The system looked at the limp appearance of his host and said pity: [......Dad, you look like a kidney-deficient now.]

It's very much like the rhythm of pursuing and dying.

Old Cadre Kou lay on the cold floor and had no time to deal with it. He just covered his eyes with his wrist and gasped violently. Without the smell that had been stimulating him, the impulse in his body was like a fish that had escaped from the water, gradually calming down. He put his tail on his body and said quietly: [I think it's almost done.]

If he did this a few more times, he would have to suffer from kidney damage.

Too exciting.

It feels like I have taken several rounds of fire-arms and artillery in my last few lifetimes. Without ignition, I can start taking off by myself.

He stroked his wilted ears with his hand, held his tail with his other hand, collapsed in a large shape, and entered a nearly confused pleasure and comfort after sucking.

ah......

The smell just now smelled really exciting.

System: [But you are the successor of socialism and can withstand this temptation, right?]

The eyes of the old cadre Kou suddenly became firm, and he cleared his already hoarse voice and said: [Yes.]

He is here to serve the people, not to attract colleagues!

[In this way] The system boy gave him advice, [I will recite the introduction to the basic principles of Marxism to you?]

......

Kou Qiu said, [It makes sense.]

After a while, Old Cadre Kou, who had received red education, was finally able to come out of the bathroom. Before going out, he put on a mask tightly again and carefully pushed the broken hair on his temples behind his ears to ensure that the mask would not reveal any gaps.

Officer Ying was still standing in front of the door, well-dressed, but took off his golden-wired glasses, clamped them on his fingertips and wiped them again. When he saw his little partner come out, he paused and took his thin glasses back again, saying, "Is it okay?"

Kou Qiu nodded and said, "It's okay."

"It's dirty, change your clothes first."

Ying Cun said lightly, then turned his head and walked in front. Kou Qiu looked at his new partner's straight figure and slender back, and saw a little emotion from it, as if he was tempted.

But what's the point?

Kou Qiu couldn't understand it.

The new clothes were borrowed from the school leaders, and they were the school uniforms of this school, blue and white, zippered jackets. Almost every student had one style. Fortunately, Ruan Cun was not big in her original child. When the two pointed tiger teeth were exposed, she looked more and more tender. It was not inconsistent to put them in the school uniform. Two small fingertips were loosely poked out from her loose sleeves.

He put the uniform wet with the dirty water on the ground into his bag. When he turned his head, he met the burning eyes of his new partner. Yingcun was still holding the notebook that was recording today in his hand, but his eyes were firmly nailed to him, with a deep look, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After Kou Qiu turned his head around, he shifted his eyes again as if nothing had happened, and his fingers continued to flip the pages.

After a while, Officer Ying seemed to be unable to bear it and again put the small note in his hand into the book, "Officer Ruan."

Kou Qiu: "Ah?"

"The body is the capital of all work," Ying Cun pursed his lips and said lightly, "I hope Officer Ruan can enjoy his body."

Seeing that his little partner opened his mouth wide and looked a little confused, he added, "We are partners, we don't feel comfortable, and we don't need to avoid me."

He paused, hesitated for a while, and whispered, "I feel distressed too."

Although he knew in his heart that in order to maintain his image in front of him, Ruan Xun insisted on pushing himself out, and he was alone in it. But Yingchuan still felt a little uncomfortable, just like being scratched by a cat's claws, it was itchy and painful.

Kou Qiu continued to be confused.

No, what is this talking about?

He was completely confused and had to tentatively say, "Thank you?"

Ying Cun's thin lips were pursed again, and a little thin red suddenly appeared on his earlobe, and he turned his head suddenly.

"Let's go," his voice tense, "take a record."

The initial discoverer was taken to the police station and invited into the recording room.

Perhaps she was scared by such a scene, and the cleaner said something in a mess, "As soon as I passed, she was lying there, dead! It was all bruised! I looked, oh, I was scared to death..."

Kou Qiu took the pen and patiently wrote down all these, and asked again: "Then do you see anything else?"

"..." The cleaner thought about it repeatedly, his lips squirmed, as if he was a little uncertain, and finally shook his head and swallowed the words from his mouth just now, "It's gone."

Kou Qiu said: "Any detail is OK."

The cleaner hesitated, rubbed his hands together, and then said, "Is it okay if I can't get it?"

Kou Qiu nodded.

The cleaner swallowed, his eyes closed, as if he had made up his mind.

"I saw a figure. I seemed to be running from the lake to the teaching building. While running, I looked back in panic..." She said quietly, "The blue and white one is a student."

Kou Qiu's pen tip paused suddenly.

He confirmed again, "Student?"

"Yes," the cleaner nodded, "I am indeed a student in my school uniform."

After the transcript, the judicial inspection report also came out. Most of the injuries on the body were slightly bruised and scratched, but the knife wound on the chest was more serious. However, the weapon was missing and the surrounding land was indeed trampled by others. According to the testimony of the cleaner, it is necessary to investigate the classmates and related relationships in the class. Kou Qiu made some simple understanding with these students, but found nothing.

Almost everyone says that Meng Xiaoshan is not an optimistic and cheerful person, she only knows how to study with her head down. Her position in the class is where all good students and nerds are. Although she has good grades, she is not very popular, and she has no close friends.

Some students even said that he and Meng Xiaoshan had never even said three words to each other after five years.

Like an introverted person.

Kou Qiu wrote down this article in the book, and his heart became even more sank.

Social relations are basically zero. If this continues, I am afraid that the possibility of the outside world will be really eliminated and only focus on the school.

This is not a relief assumption.

The oldest student in the school is only eighteen years old. At the age of the first generation, he was about the same size as Xia Xinji back then. Kou Qiu really couldn't imagine that they would be involved in the murder of his classmates, and he was even more unwilling to speculate on his children with these malicious intentions.

But the work that should be done must continue.

Several questions were asked over and over:

"Who does she usually have a better relationship with?"

"Have you ever had any conflicts with any classmate?"

"What kind of person do you think she is?"

......

After asking thirty-four people, only one girl with a ponytail responded to these words and looked dodging. Most of the others kept silent or were not familiar with each other, blocking all the questions.

Things started to get a little trouble.

There was no surveillance by the lake, and the aunt in the dormitory building would open the door at 5:30 in the morning for those students who had worked hard to study in the study room. After 5:30, anyone could come out of the dormitory and attack Meng Xiaoshan, who was completely unprepared with a prepared weapon by the lake, and let the knife be fatal. Then, while dragging the other party a few steps to put the position, he left bruises on the other party's body.

This is the most likely situation at present.

At the same time, Gao Xiaoshan's parents also became a big obstacle. Not only did they not cooperate very much, but they went to buy paper money from time to time, preparing to go downstairs of the school to make a big fuss, and the amount of compensation they demanded was astonishingly high.

"I'm crazy about money," Bai Miaomiao gritted her teeth after learning about the situation, "I just died and the murderer was not looking for it, but I just wanted to eat human blood steamed buns!"

Her chest undulated a few times, and she flipped the documents in her hand and made a rustling sound.

The teacup, which was still steaming, was brought over and placed on the table. A slender and fair hand pushed the cup surface slightly and moved it to Kou Qiu.
To be continued...