Introduction

When: Sunday, September 15, 2013 at 3pm

Location: Windy City Police Station

Weather: heavy rain

The fourth one, and the fourth one has died this week. A sense of terror shrouded the whole city. Everyone in Windy City is in danger, and the police station is in chaos.

The door of the police station was opened, and a short and stout man walked in. He was dusty, striding, wrapped in rain, and his fat face was terribly distorted.

"Squad Shi!" Several police officers surrounded him.

Shi Kun opened his mouth with a dark face and asked, "Has anyone caught it?"

"Caught, we were caught as soon as we got off the train!"

"Did she say it?"

"said!"

"what?"

"She wants to eat."

"what?"

"Tomato scrambled eggs."

Shi Kun's face sank, and he licked the collar of his subordinate, "Say it again?"

"Fan, tomato scrambled eggs!" The servants were trembling and startled.

"Idiot!" Shi Kun snorted coldly, his nostrils turned upside down, "Go away, wait, labor and management will interrogate themselves!" Shi Kun was about to enter the interrogation room, but suddenly stopped, he raised his eyes sharply, only to find not far away, a tall man The figure is standing alone in the corner, with a gray trench coat and thin lips, looking cold and arrogant, with direct and decisive eyes. The figure is thin and tall, and the whole person has an indescribable deep tranquility, and he has no interest in this world.

Shi Kun was shocked, Candle Flame! He came, and it seemed that this matter finally alarmed him.

Seeing Shi Kun, Zhu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly to say hello. Immediately, his eyes turned to the girl in the interrogation room not far away, and the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

She is very ordinary, very thin, very white, white is not bloody. The facial features are very vague, definitely not beautiful, it is difficult for people to remember, the kind that disappears when you get into the crowd, with a 1;148471591054062 trace of indifference at the corners of his eyes and a gesture of contempt for everything.

She seems to have been soaked in the rain, and her whole body looks wet. The long white dress wraps her tender body and looks extraordinarily green. Her long black and shiny hair is closely attached to her forehead, adding a bit of pity to her. a feeling of.

Zhuyan's eyes narrowed into slits, and his eyes slowly turned cold, looking at her information in his hand. Jiang Liu, female, 17 years old, Han nationality, a second-year student majoring in ancient history in the Department of History of DD University.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was a chuckle or a mockery.

Is the story finally about to begin?