Yu Huijun was very gentle, wearing a broken flower halter skirt, a white sweater and a shawl with long hair. When she reached the end of the day, the police began to be nervous and very upset.

The policewoman and the assistant looked at each other and felt that there was something wrong with the girl and that she might be able to break through here.

In these ivory towers, college students do not buy Youtiao. If they feel guilty, they can easily show their marks on the side of the police.

In the police station, the police, and the interrogation room, the three elements are stacked together, which puts a lot of pressure on people. Yu Huijun's psychological quality is not so good, and he has begun to be unable to bear it.

"I'm nervous. Drink some water."

"Thank you, thank you." Yu Huijun sat down and dodged her eyes.

"We have found evidence that the wood carvings were cut by you."

Unexpectedly, the policewoman said something like this, and Yu Huijun suddenly looked up: "what?" No, no. "

She hurriedly put down the glass and said eagerly, "Don't bother me, I happen to have a clue."

"Hmm?" The policewoman picked up her eyebrows quickly, a little surprised.

Yu Huijun quickly took out a piece of evidence and a short video in which there were a lot of people. She deliberately paused when there was a girl in the room.

From the pause, the picture shows that the girl is really putting something under someone's pillow.

"who are the girls talking to?" The policewoman looked at the picture and said that she was very beautiful, with her short hair cut neatly and wearing torn jeans, her hand seemed to be helping to sort out the wrinkles of the pillow, and the palm of her hand reached out under the pillow. her hand seemed to be helping to sort out the wrinkles of the pillow, and the palm of her hand reached out under the pillow as if she were helping to sort out the wrinkles of the pillow.

"Yu Xueming, her name is Yu Xueming."

"Ah?" Standing on the shoulder of the policewoman, Ren Yifei was a little surprised. When he was looking at Xueming's official website, he took a picture of her and she had long black hair. When she got up, she had a good family background and a girl, and she was kind of cool.

Her temperament has completely changed. And Ren Yifei felt that she looked familiar. He recalled carefully that at the first milk tea shop party, she came to meet her, and … …!

Ren Yifei remembered that he had seen her in the gray aisle. He was so miserable that he could not shed tears.

If Zhao Rui is inspired by fear, then she must be miserable when she is inspired.

This is strange. He remembers that'Yu Xueming 'was defined as the third category of people, that is, people who were not susceptible to it.

After Yu Huijun left, Yu Xueming came to see her. Just like the picture, she had short hair and sharp hair, and the policewoman brought her a glass of water as usual: "We already have evidence that the wood carvings show that you placed them."

The disposable water cup in her hand was pinched and the water splashed out.

"what did you say?" Yu Xueming smiled reluctantly.

"when you asked your classmates to take pictures of you, one of them happened to take a picture of you." The policewoman said she blurred the focus of the crime to make it sound like: she photographed you "the process of the crime".

Yu Xueming also understood her in this way. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the policewoman, who only stared at her majestically.

"here." The assistant policeman gave her the screenshot and took the picture. "We have other pictures."

The picture was right in front of me, and Yu Xueming's fingers trembled slightly.

"I hope you can cooperate with us, which is for your own good. You are still in school, and you talk to your parents and family members, and you don't want to know that you have made an unforgivable mistake. "

Yu Xueming was silent, she seemed to acquiesce in her words, and she seemed to refuse to cooperate.

"after you came, your classmates died, and several others are still being rescued. They should have a more distant future, and they are just like you, and they will move towards society in the future. They also have parents, relatives, friends, TV dramas and stars. You have met at the roadside, and you may have nodded to each other to say hello. "

"that's good enough. I'll do it." Yu Xueming raised her head, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, which slowly exhaled.

"because of what? Who will give you these wood carvings? "

Yu Xueming smiled and said, "would you mind taking some time to listen to me tell a story?"

The policewoman nodded.

"I have a good friend. Call her Lesser Snow."

Lesser Snow has a beautiful family, a dignified father, a beautiful mother, lives in a luxury car, and has a tutor.

Under the splendid glitter, the father is absent from home all the year round, and the mother is paralyzed with alcohol. Oh, there is also a teacher who is obscene and indecent. "he doesn't come home all the year round," he said, "he doesn't come home all the year round", and he paralyzes his mother with alcohol.

"it was only after meeting him that Lesser Snow's world lit up. With his encouragement, she was asked to be a lady, Lesser Snow, to cut her long hair, to muster up the courage to break away from her dirty home, to earn money by herself, to manage her own work, and to do what she wanted to do. It was only after I met him that I knew what it was like to be alive. "

Yu Xueming calmly told the story of a 'friend'. Everyone knows that, but she just loves her friend.

"he asked Lesser Snow to support him, so one day, Lesser Snow confessed his love to him. He refused to listen to me, but he refused to do so.

Lesser Snow did not understand and was not reconciled, so he confessed twice in the next six months. It was only then that he made an appearance of self-recognition and self-recognition of women. If you stay with her like this, you will cheat on her. "

"drink some water." The policewoman brought a new water cup.

"Thank you." Yu Xueming took the water cup and didn't drink it. She wanted to tell the whole story. "it took Lesser Snow half a year to accept it. She began to inquire about some transgender surgery, including surgical preparation, surgical expenses, and later maintenance." But one day, he ran over and said that there was a better way to offer sacrifices sacrifices. "

When it comes to the main drama, the presence and absence of people come in an instant to express their spirit.

"sacrifice will lead to death. Lesser Snow knew about it for a long time. Where in the world can you get something to buy without paying a price?" However, she does not know that the sacrifice may not be successful, and it will make her lover do not know where to go, and let a lonely ghost occupy his body. "

Ren Yifei:. Sam?

Yu Xueming finally had a smile on his face and said, "you ask who gave these wood carvings. Of course, I'll make them myself." Those wood carvings have the will of the gods, and I feel the presence of the gods, who guide me to do the right thing.

"as long as the sacrifice is good enough, he will come back to pay tribute, won't he?"

The policewoman froze, and no one spoke at the scene. She was already living in the devil in the human body.

In this massacre called 'sacrificial sacrifice', there are a very small number of people who can grow up in sacrifice and death and evolve even more terrible artistic talents. Yu Xueming seems to be one of them.

If she doesn't go astray, she has a bright future, but if she doesn't go astray, how can she create that terrible work of art?

Ren Yifei would like to call those wood carvings "works of art", "not"divine will" to come, but to vent in Xueming "people's feelings".

Those who are in a coma in the hospital, "the people themselves are extremely sensitive to art" and the susceptible crowd, once they touch this kind of monster wood carving, they immediately bury the bomb before detonating it.

Ren Yifei has cut off the connection between them. Without the stimulation of wood carving, these people would have survived, but it is a pity.

Yu Xueming went in empty-handed, but came out in handcuffs and was escorted by a police officer. Waiting outside to learn how to learn, they were surprised at this scene, but they didn't expect to talk to her at all.

"I can't believe I flattered you?"

She said calmly to these people, "Congratulations, you dodged a bullet." there was no panic or regret on Xueming's face. She shouted to these people calmly: "Congratulations, you dodged a bullet."

She also passed Yu Huijun. Yu Huijun bowed her head and looked at each other, avoiding her eyes.

Yu Xueming smiled and walked past these students.

Suddenly, she stopped screaming: "the sound of the sea." Ugh! "

There was a strange sound in the police station, there was a strange sound in the police station, the sound of the sea water, the sound of the steel wire string was moved by someone, and there was a circle of sound waves.

"Let's go." The policewoman urged to stand still, but Yu Xueming opened her eyes wide and stared straight ahead.

"come and pick me up." There was a blood-red thread in Yu Xueming's neck. Blood gushed out of the line, and there was blood gushing out of her mouth.

When the policewoman knew what had happened at that moment, she was shocked and said, "call an ambulance!" Come on! "

Before it was too late, Yu Xueming fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of her neck for free. She rolled her eyes and stood in front of her classmates and said, "I have no regrets." If I don't see you again, good morning, good afternoon and evening. "

Before the last word was finished, she closed her eyes and stopped breathing forever.

If don't see you again, good morning, good afternoon and good night.'

This is the line of "Truman and the world". Maybe there is a line in the world, too. This means that the master will use the most optimistic attitude to face the false fate of being arranged. just don't know what Yu Xueming said about this line.

The policewoman scratched her shoulder and the little mosquito shook her wings, flew to Xueming, and then did not move.

The neck was cut open by something like a tightrope, which was killed without the influence of mysterious forces, let alone ghosts.

"is it no use killing her?"

There was a small sound in the crowd. Ren Yifei went over and stood behind the crowd. Chen Shen and Wen Li, they were gossiping in a low voice because the scene was so chaotic that no one noticed them.

"if the sacrifice can be successful, it is because of the hair." The theory of liberal arts and science.

After that, the two men did not open their mouths again, and they just "coldly" and confused the scene.

The murder of the suspect in the police station can be big or small, and there is no doubt that it will have an impact on the whole incident.

Ren Yifei linked Yu Xueming's short hair to the vice president's wig, so other players suspected that the vice president had the help of the wig, or through the wig, with the help of the power of the wig, and then sacrificed to the success of the wig.?

If you follow this train of thought, the players think that if you kill the priest Yu Xueming, you can stop the sacrifice?

Ren Yifei tightened his heart.

He is well aware of one thing, that is, the priest, the vice president, or Yu Xueming, is now under the curse of being a priest and being a priest, and he is a priest, Saman, a priest, Sam.

If players find out, will they hit Sam?

The little mosquito just fluttered its wings when a white knitted coat fell on the corpse of Yu Xueming and Yu Xueming. don't know who covered her face. Ren Yifei immediately decided to take the initiative to cut off the connection between the paper puppet and the paper puppet.

He turned pale and twice took the initiative to cut off the paper and the puppet lost some of his strength. Ren Yifei had no time to pay attention to this. He stood up and hurriedly packed his schoolbag and walked out.

When left the library, the sun was right outside, but Ren Yifei still had cold air in the library. didn't feel warm, and it was a little cold.

There was a new white butterfly on the tip of his fingertip. The white butterfly fluttered its wings and headed for the dormitory.

I remember the dormitory, the dormitory, and the look of the destroyed dormitory.

Sam's desk was charging his cell phone, the computer keyboard was on, the main radiator was whirling, but there was no one inside.

The white butterfly flew to the computer and a shadow appeared vaguely on the screen. Before he was careful, the white butterfly was cut into two pieces by something sharp.

The road fell to the ground and fell to the ground.