Ling Heng washed the blood in his fingers under the faucet and looked up at the mirror.
The person in the mirror was more haggard than usual, with a little bit of stubble on his chin. He stretched out his thumb and touched it. He hesitated for a minute, and finally picked up a razor and shaved the stubble.
Today...maybe it will be the day when Chen Jiu comes back.
Although he wanted to keep his haggard side for Chen Jiu to see him so that the other party would not say that he was heartless, he still wanted to welcome Chen Jiu's return in the best way.
He shaved his beard, walked out of the bathroom and pushed open the bedroom door.
This bedroom, the original thing has been emptied by him, now only a bunch of utensils that seem very complicated.
The curtains were pulled tightly. Although it was daytime, the room was dark and even the lights were turned on.
The vessel was filled with unknown liquids or solids, the test tubes were colorful, and bubbles were bubbling in the test cup, and a glass conduit was connected in the middle. When combined, it looked like a huge monster.
At the end of the end, a cup of psychedelic blue liquid had just taken the cup, and Ling Heng took the cup away with a calm expression and took a deep breath.
Five days ago, he and Chen Jiu lost in the deduction.
Because of jealousy, Chen Jiu killed a female colleague who harassed him at his work, and the two were dragged into a temporary game.
Then they underestimated a man with a personality mask named "Xuan". Chen Jiu lost and died.
The moment Chen Jiu was killed by the system, he used his sacrificial power to save a piece of soul fragment of Chen Jiu. These days, he has been preparing for a ceremony to fill his soul.
This ceremony was told by a senior in the single prism.
Ling Heng found a brush, dipped it in a dark blue liquid as ink, and drew a circle on the white wall.
The patterns in the circle are constantly improving and moving towards the formation. After more than half an hour, Ling Heng pursed his lips and drew the last stroke.
The lights in the room suddenly flashed, and a cold wind that was coming from somewhere blew across Ling Heng's neck. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped. At this moment, Ling Heng almost got frozen.
The gas he breathed was filled with some white mist.
The faint blue formation emitted a faint fluorescence, and then the blue turned into blood in vain, and a bloody smell spread out. As a biologist, Ling Heng had dissected too many things on weekdays and was not surprised by this smell. He just looked at the magic circle with a little nervousness, hoping to succeed.
However, the bloody smell gradually became stronger, but it quietly faded away at some point.
Ling Heng was in a low mood.
This means that the attempt failed.
He was indeed too reluctant. Maybe... he should go to the Fuhua Market and ask that senior for help.
Although I don’t know if the senior is willing or not, and whether he has time, because according to his understanding, the senior has recently made a big move in the floating flower market.
Serial murder case.
He sighed and booked a flight ticket to the Fuhua Market on his mobile phone that afternoon, rubbing his eyebrows.
He wanted his little spoiled girlfriend who killed someone in a disagreement and returned to him.
...
The woman is slender and tall, with long black hair tied behind her head and tied it up, like a perverted wolf hair, hanging to the base of her thighs.
She was wearing a thin windbreaker and sunglasses covered half of her small face, revealing her high nose bridge and lips with maple leaf-colored lipstick.
This is a natural smile on his lips. He has no emotions, but the corners of his lips are slightly raised, giving people the illusion of laughing at any time.
If you ignore the cold look in the black pupils behind the sunglasses, this illusion may be a little deeper.
The woman was wearing high-heeled boots and walking in the corridor with neat steps. After reaching the fourth floor, she stopped in front of the door on the left, bent her fingers and knocked on the door.
The door was opened soon, and Yu Xing appeared behind the door with the evil face of the human and gods. His hair was still a little messy, he was wearing pajamas and shorts, and his clothes were not buttoned properly. The collar was wide open, and he obviously had just gotten up from the bed.
After seeing the woman, he laughed in a good mood: "Oh, it's been quite early~"
The woman took off her sunglasses and her whole face was pure and beautiful, but strangely, her pure appearance should not be aggressive, let alone a smile and lips, but she exuded a temperament that was even more hostile than cold.
Just like if Zhao Yijiu is an iceberg or a human-shaped refrigerant, then this woman is like a frozen river of blood, and the smell of blood is hidden under the skin. If she had not contacted many people, it would be difficult to define her.
"Nine o'clock, it's getting late." The woman's tone was cold and familiar. After Yu Xing turned sideways, she stepped into Yu Xing's apartment.
"Ah--" Yu Xing yawned, pointed to the sofa in the living room and said to the woman, "Little Ququ, you can sit around, I'll change a clothes that is not that tempting to you..."
"Can you want some face?" The woman raised her brows and looked at Yu Xing provocatively, "I don't look at how old she is. For me, you are an old monster who should have been buried long ago. Why are you talking about tempting me?"
"Of course I have to be ashamed. Why don't I have such a good-looking face? Don't talk so hard early in the morning. Who has offended you? "Why did Yu Xing walk into the bedroom while he was speaking, half-closed him to the door, and changed into a more casual set of clothes.
His voice reached the woman's ear through the door, and the woman held the corner of her lips: "You got fucked. I've said it many times. Don't call me a little cricket, it looks like some kind of insect."
"Okay~ Qu Yiqing, I'm OK to call you the full name?" Yu Xing walked out, then went to the bathroom to wash his face, and sorted out his hair casually.
Qu Yanqing leaned on the sofa and put the paper bag in his hand on the coffee table. After packing up, Yu Xing sat on the single sofa next to her and asked, "What is this?"
"Breakfast." Qu Yanqing's cold tone didn't seem to be saying that he had brought breakfast for Yu Xing, but instead he was saying to a stranger - "get out."
"I'm so honored that the terrifying female devil in the deduction industry took the time to see me. I'm very honored. Just come and I'm just sorry to bring breakfast." As he said this, Yu Xing had opened the paper bag naturally, and his expression was not embarrassed.
"There are 25 yuan in total." Qu Yanqing leaned back lazily.
Yu Xing: "Oh, you are so unlovely."
In fact, there is a saying that he said is right. In most deducers, Qu Yanqing is a ruthless person who acts ruthlessly, especially likes to play confrontational analogy. In the past, he could stop children from crying at night.
She settled in Mijin City like Yu Xing, so when Yu Xing confirmed to participate in the Newcomer Competition at the end of the month yesterday, she made an appointment with Qu Xianqing over and planned to ask about the Newcomer Competition, live broadcast and other things.
After all, Qu Yanqing is one of the people who is familiar with Yu Xing. He has the highest deduction level and the most convenient contact.
The most important thing is that Qu Xianqing knew part of Yu Xing's situation and had a friendship. He was a very reliable person. He could just summarize the matters during this period with her. After all, before he became a deducer, all the information about deduction was leaked to him by Qu Xianqing in every way without violating the rules.