Chapter 117： Shot in my heart (4)

The girl who died last night was a student at the Foreign Languages ​​Institute of University A. She was very beautiful.

This is a serial murder case.

This is already the third person dead.

She was found hanging in the classroom with a big cut on her wrist and died of excessive blood loss.

It is very strange that her face is painted with delicate makeup, and she is wearing a white dress. The death-like appearance is not terrifying, and even has a shocking beauty.

The police in City A are in a state of desperation, and the surveillance of the crime scene has been destroyed for unknown reasons. They have no way of starting.

Then Fu Yue was transferred.

...

Holding a book in his hand, after walking past the corner of the stairs, Fu Yue looked down at the book in his hand, and the corners of her pale red lips evoked an arc of mockery.

General Introduction to Criminal Law?

The principal arranged for her to teach in the law department, and it is well-known that this is your old line of police officer, and it is also handy to teach.

Then, a girl who didn't pay attention and almost ran into an oncoming girl.

Because of the instinctive reaction of the body, Fu Yue dodged her footsteps, but the girl fell to the ground all of a sudden.

He Nian fell to the ground, his ankle seemed to be bruised a little, and a bit of pain flashed across his delicate and white face.

A slender white porcelain hand stretched out in front of her, "It's okay."

The cold and nice voice sounded, low and sweet.

He Nian was stunned, raised his eyes, and looked at the person opposite.

A glimpse.

Then, it was full of surprises.

The opposite person, wearing the simplest white shirt and black trousers, is obviously a girl, but the clean and unrestrained eyebrows are inexplicable.

The eyebrows are deep and the lips are light red.

The golden glasses on the bridge of her nose added a bit of bookiness to her.

He Nian stared blankly, then stretched out his hand in a daze, letting Fu Yue pull her up.

The cold and beautiful police officer glanced at her, then whispered, "You are injured, do you want me to accompany you to the infirmary?"

He Nian seemed to recover in an instant. She pulled her hand back and shook her head quickly: "No need, just a little bruise."

After saying this, she ran away without waiting for Fu Yue's answer.

The beautiful police officer did not catch up, she just looked at the direction He Nian ran away, her indifferent eyes stopped, and she looked thoughtful.

That girl...

Withdrawing his gaze, he bent down to pick up the book that had just fallen to the ground, and Fu Yue walked slowly towards the classroom.

...

open the door.

I saw the students in the classroom and the young professors standing on the podium.

Everyone's gazes turned towards Fu Yue.

The cold and beautiful police officer was slightly startled.

Oh, I went to the wrong classroom.

But she still looked indifferent and gentle, with light red lips opening lightly: "Sorry, I went to the wrong classroom."

Then, she raised her hand to close the door, and walked away.

Officer Fu practiced a truth.

As long as I am calm enough, embarrassment can't catch up with me.

...

But she was stopped.

A young man's voice sounded behind him. It was unfamiliar, and it sounded very gentle, like the melting snow of the tender green branches in early spring, with a low magnetic voice.

"Classmates, please stay."

The cold and beautiful police officer stopped, slightly raised his narrow and sharp eyebrows, and then turned around.

It caught your eye.

He is a...beautiful man, yes, it is beautiful.

The appearance is exquisite like a jade carving, but not feminine.

Oh, the professor in the classroom just now.

Jiang Xu smiled at Fu Yue, and his eyes were clear and dusty.

He spoke again: "Classmate, are you a student in class xx?"

The man's light-colored eyes are like a calm lake, against the light gold of the fine sunlight. He wears a snow-white sweater with a gentle and delicate appearance.