"Teacher Hang, Teacher Xia" Hang Zhiheng and Xia Wei changed into refreshing couple's casual clothes and came together.
If the atmosphere between them hadn't been too weird, they must have been an excellent couple.
Jian Fan took the card and checked it, then glanced at them again.
Hang Zhiheng didn't take off his gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes were all about scenery she couldn't see, while Xia Wei was nestling next to Hang Zhiheng with a sweet look on her face.
The sweeter Xia Wei smiles, the heavier the deathly look on her face.
"Teacher Xia, you must go in" Jian Fan asked Xia Wei.
They both liked each other, Jian Fan and Rong Nan quarreled and had a prosperous life, but in front of her was the difference between indifference and focus.
Jian Fan suddenly felt sorry for Xia Wei.
She raised her head and looked at Hang Zhiheng, "Teacher Hang, do you have to let your girlfriend in?"
She emphasized the word "girlfriend".
Hang Zhiheng took the card from Jian Fan's hand and patted Xia Wei's hand.
Jian Fan clearly saw the joy in Xia Wei's eyes.
"If you don't go in, why don't you go back?"
he replied.
Jian Fan had no reason to stop them, so why should he tell them, "Hey, you might be going to die."
She took out her mobile phone and sent Qin Ge a text message.
"Be careful of Hang Zhiheng."
Seeing that no one was coming, Jian Fan turned his head towards the avenue leading directly to the library.
It's around 8:30 now, and it's still very lively there.
When the performance ended at 9:30, the students all came out.
Fan Gu also organized activities for them and Qin Ge's two classes.
This event was not held in the Thousand-person Auditorium, but was instead held in the Art Center.
She looked towards the dark auditorium of 500 people next to the auditorium of 1,000 people.
Today was the last day of April.
She had no other goal except to doubt Hang Zhiheng.
Will there be another body lying in the auditorium of 500 people tomorrow?
classmates.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the old-fashioned sound of the phone ringing.
"Hello" "Xiao Fan, the performance is over, there is no movement in Hang Zhiheng."
It was Qin Ge.
He was very anxious because he did not find the murderer.
"Okay.
Then don't monitor him.
They have to leave from me.
I'll put a talisman on it and let you know if anything happens."
In addition to staring at Hang Zhiheng, there must be other people.
This thought of hers actually led her from the beginning to the end.
"Hey, what are you thinking about, honey."
Fan Gu smiled and jumped over.
She and Jian Fan were wearing the same style of smoking attire in different colors.
The two beauties standing together were a perfect sight.
"Let's go to the dungeon."
"Where is that place?"
Jian Fan asked, looking at Fangu holding her arm.
"A place that can make you happy, a place that can make me forget Xiao Weihan."
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Fangu's eyes stared motionlessly into Jian Fan's eyes, she was pleading.
"Let's go then."
Hang Zhiheng walked past her, with a small black talisman attached to the sole of his shoe.
Qin Ge wanted to go back to rest, Jian Fan nodded.
Xiao Weihan is like a thorn.
Maybe he never thought that he would become a thorn between others, but the moment Fangu's heart pounced on her, when he showed kindness to her and When the expression of Brahma Bone was unfamiliar, he turned into a thorn.
Now, this thorn is missing, then it will be fine, everything will be fine.
She no longer recognized those classmates in the class, and the Brahma Bone was like a butterfly, dangling among the crowd.
Jian Fan clearly felt that they were deliberately friendly, hypocritical and polite towards her, as well as the expected unfamiliarity and fear.
After all, she rarely participated in group activities.
Although everyone in the class was very kind to her, what she heard was that there were many simple and traditional methods, which was terrible.
"Xiao Fan, can you sing?"
Fan Gu held up the microphone and smiled brightly.
Jian Fan shook his head and pointed to the door of the private room.
The underground city is really a city built underground.
They opened a private room with a KTV, various indoor equipment, and even a small bedroom.
If you can't stay in the private room anymore, you can come out.
There are live singers singing outside, and there are buffets and booths.
The people dancing wildly under the stage might have just come out of a more underground casino just a second ago.
The atmosphere here is rotten and filthy, with the most glorious appearance and the most vivid humanity.
Jian Fan didn't know why Fan Gu knew about this place, and whether her membership card meant that she often stayed here.
Jian Fan only saw Fan Gu's arrogance when drinking.
She said that white wine could be drank as water.
Fan Gu said that it was a habit and she couldn't control it.
Why.
Jian Fan took a glass of juice from the table and went to sit in a booth nearby.
Miraculously, it was Wu Sang who was beating the drums on the stage, but his other team members were not there.
Wu Sang had just finished playing a song, Jian Fan raised the juice glass towards him, and he nodded in response.
Then the moment the music started, he began to indulge his soul.
Jian Fan drank juice, played an infinite loop of single-player games on her mobile phone, and listened to Wu Sang's lifelike music.
"Teacher Jane, can I sit here?"
It wasn't until Wu Sang finished playing the drums for an hour and came off the stage to find Jian Fan that she recovered from this boring thing.
"Okay."
Jian Fan nodded.
She was alone.
She could do whatever she wanted in the opposite position.
Wu Sang sat down, "Teacher Jian, I like you very much."
He said.
Ah, Jian Fan squirted out a mouthful of juice.
She smiled awkwardly and wiped her mouth with paper.
"Wu Sang, what kind of joke are you talking about?
It really scared me."
She tried to change Wu Sang's mind.
"Teacher Jian, I think we are the same kind."
Wu Sang smiled so innocently that you could see his cute little tiger teeth.
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"We are all doing work that we like, we are all accompanied by good friends, and we all have secrets that cannot be known to others.
Sorry, when it comes to secrets, I get very excited."
What on earth are you talking about, kid?
These words should apply to anyone.
Jian Fan blinked, "So."
"So, teacher, I like you.
Teacher Jane, let's act together."
Wu Sang, with a face as red as a monkey's ass, was still about to speak, but the manager of the dungeon ran over.
Wu Sang played the drum really well.
More than one customer asked him to continue, but the manager had no choice.
Jian Fan vaguely heard words such as "increased wages" and "guests like it".
Let's do it together.
Is she already old?
She really has a headache as to what young people like nowadays.
Jian Fan stood up and was about to say hello to Fan Gu and leave when she saw someone sitting down next to her.
The man was dressed in black, and he put his palm on Jian Fan's vest as soon as he sat down.
Jian Fan suddenly felt sadly that he couldn't move.
Poor Bai Wuchang once again received Rongren Binghan's resentment.
"Help me once, I owe you one."
The man's voice is strangely pleasant, with a sense of its own sound effects.
If you listen carefully, there is a hint of sexy hoarseness that is not obvious.
He took off his simple coat, revealing a long-sleeved white shirt and a gray vest of the same color underneath, and then put it on himself.
He turned Jian Fan's body over and let her sit on his lap.
Jian Fan's eyes are almost popping out of my head.
Where did you come from?
He dared to bully your Aunt Jian.
As soon as there was any movement, the guy put his head on her shoulder, breathing hot breath into her neck and collarbone, like a young couple flirting.
Such couples are not uncommon here, and the other guests are all listening intently to Wu Sang's drumming.
Several waves of men in black ran over without finding them.
Jian Fan closed his eyes and saw that among the people running past him, none of them were human.
How could the demons from the demon world come to the human world in such large numbers?
He must ask Ananda when he returns to the mortal world.
She didn't know that Bai Wuchang had already started snitching on this matter.
The man in front of her was not an easy man either.
He thought it would be fine after changing his clothes.
He even used her breath to cover his own breath perfectly.
That face that could be seen was so fake that it couldn't be more fake, it was very stiff.
Jian Fan couldn't help but secretly sarcastic in his heart, wearing a human skin mask like this was really a waste of natural resources.
"Thank you."
When all the people in black, both bright and dark, ran out, the man stood up, while Jian Fan was pinned down stiffly on the chair.
"I am Ao, please remember."
He exuded kindness towards her from beginning to end, but with these words, Jian Fan was shocked by the seriousness in his eyes.
The man left and Jian Fan moved his wrist.
She twisted her neck and ankles and was about to leave when another person sat down opposite her uninvitedly.
"Why are you here?"
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She had complicated feelings towards him.
I want to get closer, but I am also afraid of getting closer.
I thought it was the best choice for him to leave, but now he appears again.
"I have never left."
Xiao Weihan said.
After leaving Nuan Normal University, Xiao Weihan's clothes changed and he began to adopt a retro style.
Now his clothes are relatively trendy retro clothes.
He smiled bitterly and touched his nose.
"I'm afraid that you know, I'm afraid that you think about it, I'm afraid that you will blame me.
I originally thought that I could get to know you first so that you could be soft-hearted to me when you regain your memory.
But I didn't expect that my appearance would cause such a big trouble to you.
Troubled.
Fangu, I really don’t know she likes me.”
"How do you know I'm here?"
Xiao Weihan is indeed someone he knows.
Jian Fan asked him if he was looking for Brahma Bones again who had not given up.
"As a monk, if I can't even find a familiar person, why should I practice?
Xiaofan, if my changes that day scared you, I apologize to you.
You also know that people can't help themselves.
"Xiao Weihan pointed at Wu Sang who was singing on the stage and said seriously, "Xiao Fan, I disappeared a few days ago to investigate a case."
"Don't you say Hang Zhiheng is an important suspect?
I don't think Hang Zhiheng is, but Wu Sang is."
"Xiao Weihan, are you kidding?"
Wu Sang, the young man who focused on the drums, could be the murderer of two female college students who just made a fool of himself in front of her.
"Haven't you ever heard that you know a person's face but not their heart?"
Xiao Weihan put on a pair of plain glasses.
His upper body was slightly bent and he was close to Jianfan.
The meaning of his words had turned in countless circles.
"Oh, really?"
Xiao Weihan's pressing posture was extremely oppressive, and Jian Fan picked up a glass of juice to relieve her pressure. she said coldly.
"Wu Sang is a student of Hang Zhiheng.
He has been closely connected with Hang Zhiheng since he was in college.
If you don't believe it, just wait and see tomorrow."
The indifference to human life emerged from Xiao Weihan's tone, But not at all obtrusive.
He looked at her, and the uncomfortable feeling of inevitable victory came to him again.
Jian Fan almost couldn't help but slap the table and get up.
"Xiao Weihan, sometimes I really suspect you have a split personality."
She glared.
"Hehehe."
Xiao Weihan smiled, gently and deeply, "You think so."
The strong feeling disappeared.
"Then I'll wait for the result you said tomorrow."
Jian Fan stood up coolly, but found that her coat had been worn by the man who just appeared.
She cursed lowly and picked up the quilt unhappily.
A black coat abandoned by its owner.
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Xiao Weihan glanced at it.
"Wait a minute."
Xiao Weihan suddenly stopped her as she turned around, her handsome face still a little red.
"What's wrong?"
Jian Fan looked at him in confusion.
Now he was domineering and now he was acting like a little wife.
Isn't he tired?
"Are you the one here?"
He pointed behind Jian Fan and spoke softly and cryptically.
Jian Fan's pants are light gray, so the blood stains should not be too obvious.
Damn it, you'll be dead if I catch you.
Jian Fan is sure that she will definitely confront that enchanting man who suddenly appeared, snatch her clothes, and leave her a mess.
"Baby, why are you standing here stupidly?"
Jian Fan was tying his black suit around his waist when Fan Gu's voice came over with a hint of drunken coquettishness.
She was startled.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Xiao Fanfan: Who got me a relative?
Xiao Weihan: I'm just reminding you.
Demonic Man: Haha, if you are stained with my blood, you will Ananda: Well, just do whatever you want Yaonan: You are embarrassed Jianfan: I am really embarrassed.
Brahma Gu, author: I am an onlooker who knows nothing
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