At night, Shisan finally began to collect the bill. A promise that had been lingering for two days must be ended tonight.
Drawing lessons from the past, Thirteen leaned against the bed in boxer shorts and adjusted the room lights to a pink and erotic posture. The classic foreplay song "Itch" was played in the surround sound system. The arousing lyrics include,
"Come on, be happy, you have a lot of time anyway..."
Lin Xi was very happy this time. Wasn't it just to fulfill his promise? Wasn't it just a shot? Will he die? Lin Xi said: "Just wait for me!" and went back to the room to change equipment.
Then, in Thirteen's full expectation, a long leg wearing a black silk suspender stretched out first, and the vaguely visible "Heaven and Earth are infinite, everything is chilling" under the stockings glowed with a faint black aura.
Lin Xi, who was wearing black lace underwear, put her hands behind her back and walked away with a delicate look on her face. Her little mouth was a little angry, but she still dressed up in full compliance with Thirteen's requirements.
"Hehehe, let's get started!" Thirteen said with a silly smile while sitting on the bed.
"I still remember that your request was to have sex with you in black stockings, right?" Lin Xi stopped in front of Thirteen's bed.
"Yes, of course you hope it won't be a problem if you try it a few more times." A long strip of more than a dozen connected condoms was ejected from Thirteen's hand.
"I understand, let's have a shot then." Lin Xi suddenly took out Chun Lei from behind, lit it and threw it on Thirteen's water bed.
With a loud bang, a hole was blown out of the bed, and a column of water surged out like a spring.
"Damn, what the hell are you doing? Get the basin quickly! It's leaking!" Thirteen pressed the gap with his hand, but his face was still sprayed with water.
"Idiot, I have fulfilled my promise, you can take your time and play with it. I tell you 213, even if I die, I will not have a relationship with someone like you, so don't dream about it." Lin Xi patted her arrogantly.
He clapped his hands, turned around, walked out of the room, and closed the door behind his back. The pride on his face turned into disappointment, "Maybe if you don't get it, you can let me die... and be remembered by you, right?"
"Why do you mean it? You obviously don't want to force her to spend her 50,000 performance points like this. With such a big deal, what woman in the Underworld Bureau wouldn't let you play with her?" Xiaoqiang saw through Shisan's thoughts.
Lying on the bedside, he sighed and said, if Thirteen really wanted to do something to Lin Xi, he would never give Lin Xi a chance to leave.
"Because if you don't collect debts, you won't be like me, okay? You stupid bug, you don't understand what awkward creatures human beings are." Thirteen also gave up on saving his waterbed after Lin Xi went out. He will probably sleep in the bathtub tonight.
Bar?
The night in the Imperial City went by quietly. In addition to the high-ranking team members shouting in the bar, the top students staying in the bedrooms had just entered the state of enthusiasm. A traditional top student from a key university was doing a comprehensive study of his second grade.
Exam papers, because they are too ugly, male top academics can only hope to study hard and become successful people like Jack Ma and Shi Yuzhu, so that the flaws in their appearance will not affect their pursuit of success.
What an ugly academic tyrant with a big-picture view, but just as he was doing the test paper, there was a gasping sound on the mobile phone placed aside, and the app "Crazy Bird" automatically pushed a message, "Academic tyrant,
Do you want to test how powerful you are? I don’t believe you can pass the level alive.”
The top student took the phone and looked at it. He couldn't remember when he had downloaded this kind of game. But the top student's authority was challenged, so he naturally took the initiative to challenge.
I saw the top student picked up the phone, slid to unlock it and entered the game. I thought that such an arrogant app would be so awesome, but it was just a pixel game, with an ugly bird passing through the dots.
, fly between the gaps of one water pipe after another, and you get 1 point for each pipe you pass. It is such a boring game, but you can't stop playing it at all.
My reputation as a top student was not in vain. I cleared Contra with one life at the age of 4, Super Mario with one life at the age of 5, 97 in the arcade room with 1 coin at the age of 6, Metal Slug with 1 coin at the age of 7, and CS at the age of 8.
When I was 1v4, when I was 9 years old, I used dual-line operation in Age of Empires for 5 minutes to speed push. When I was 10 years old, I played StarCraft Zerg Puppy and was invincible through speed push! When I was 11 years old, I won the CS competition championship! When I was 12 years old, I knew how to use blow flow in war3...
But today, the top student really tried his best. In this game that was completely inconsistent with the flight path of birds, he managed to control this little bird to reach 99 points. He died when he hit a pillar.
"Is this such a crazy game? It's so cruel!" the top student said with his fingers twitching.
I saw the game on the phone screen, and bright red blood suddenly flowed out from the over. The top student's big mouth was about to scream, when a pair of ghost hands covered with various electronic parts stretched out from the screen and pinched it.
He grabbed the top student's neck. His fingers dug deep into the flesh, and when he came to pick up his eyeballs, blood came out.
The next day, the mother of the top student came to wake her baby up with a nutritious breakfast. But the moment she opened the door, the plate full of breakfast fell to the ground, and the milk splashed around and released white milk.
flower.
The top student used the computer's power cord to hang in the air, with seven bloody holes swinging in the air. His death was hideous, without the freedom and peace that a suicide should have.
"Ah!!!!!!!" a mother screamed, heralding the beginning of a sad story.
The suicide of high school students nowadays is not too eye-catching news, especially for top academics. They are already under academic pressure that poor students cannot imagine. They are a special group of people who would cut their wrists just for a wrongly written English word. Children of China
The obsession with scores has reached a crazy level. The amount of knowledge of our primary school students is equal to the level of foreign middle schools, and the level of our middle school students is equal to the level of other people's high schools.
Abroad, the Chinese are a group of monsters who can verbally calculate multiplication within 99. This is not a boast. Even in foreign countries, even the computer class of Lanxiang Technical School can be recognized as a base for hacker organizations. With such an IQ, it is difficult for you to explain to them that our children are
How?
But at this moment, a top student fell like this. Although it made his parents miserable, they could not recover. The funeral was organized by his father's brothers. The two elders were close to collapse. The mother cried and fainted several times. The father, who had never smoked, collapsed.
One stick after another kept pumping.
The wreaths delivered in front of the door, the paper money in the brazier that was never extinguished, and the endless stream of guests gathered together to do the sad thing of giving gifts to black-haired people.
And among these people, Thirteen, who was wearing a black suit and a white shirt, looked so different, all because this guy was young but looked like a leader, and he was accompanied by a man in a black suit and a gold skirt.
Secretary in silk glasses holding briefcase.
Thirteen found the father of the top student, personally handed over his work permit from the Education Bureau, and said with regret, "Hello, as the district director of the Education Bureau, on behalf of the Education Bureau, we would like to express our deepest condolences on behalf of the Education Bureau for the death of your child.
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"Thank you for your troubles, leaders." The old father held Thirteen's hand, "To be honest, although my son was a bit rebellious when he was young, he has been very obedient since he entered high school, and he doesn't worry about us much in studying.
Every exam is 100 points. I don’t know why...he suddenly..." The old father choked up again after talking.
"Please give me my condolences." Thirteen said so hard that he almost started crying.
"Where is the bathroom?" Lin Xi asked the relatives and friends around her. She politely passed through the crowd but did not shush her. Instead, she turned around and sneaked into the dark room of the top student, closing the door behind her back.
There was still a bit of blood smell left in the dim room. It had been more than a month. Lin Xi would never have dared to stay alone in this room where someone had just died. But now she was able to skillfully put on the supernatural glasses and switch to the spiritual perspective.
Scanned the surrounding environment.
This room is no different from the room of an ordinary academic. There are textbooks, test papers and tutorial materials everywhere, as well as yellow comic books vaguely hidden in the biology textbooks, as well as white patches on the comic books. Everything is too normal.
But it was obvious that Lin Xi knew what she was looking for. After scanning around, her eyes rested on the mobile phone in the corner of the desk.
"Found it." Lin Xi picked up the phone and stuffed it into his briefcase. When he returned to the hall, Thirteen was already holding the top student's sister and crying like her own son had died.
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"Hey, it's time to go back to work." Lin Xi said with a straight face, grabbing Shisan and forcefully pulling him out of the mother's arms. Their job was not to comfort the families of the deceased. But earlier today, they
I received a task assignment from the Task Assignment Section of the Logistics Department of the Underworld Bureau. Including this top student, 6 people who died recently committed suicide by suspending themselves with wires, and they were bleeding from seven holes, and even their souls could not be found.
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The Underworld Bureau identified this as a supernatural case and entrusted it to temporary workers Shi San and Lin Xi. As the first case to resume work after the end of the military training, we still don’t know whether Shi San and Lin Xi can adapt to it?
But obviously the worries of the logistics department were unnecessary. Thirteen sat in the "Kaifeng Cai" fast food restaurant, wearing rubber gloves and tweezers very skillfully to check Lin Xi's stolen mobile phone. He was not unfamiliar at all, he was born to do this.
This one.
Originally, Thirteen didn't like to handle cases in public places, but since the car was lost, "Kaifeng Cai" was destined to become their temporary office.
"Found it." Thirteen used tiny tweezers to take out a little bit of red powder from the headphone jack of the phone.
"What is this? Blood?" Lin Xi only knew that Shisan asked him to steal the phone, but never heard him explain why.
"No, it looks similar, but it is actually the solidified battery liquid leaked from the battery. According to the logistics department's analysis of the situations around other deceased people, this kind of powder was found on their mobile phones, but their mobile phones were also
Like this one, these are smartphones that are not used for more than 2 years. The batteries are in good condition and there is no chance of such leakage.
Obviously, this is what the murderer we are looking for left behind." Thirteen stared at the red powder with a smile, just like a pervert obsessed with ghosts.