"I paid for it." Zheng Jiacheng said, "Wu Rui, I can't imagine how you felt when you sucked my blood. Don't you care about my life or death?"

I still wanted to explain, but I was already put in a police car. They called the police and said that I was the murderer of Wang Kaijiang. They didn't mention anything about shadow-changing and blood-sucking. They probably knew that no one would believe them even if they said so. If not,

I have personally experienced all this, and even if you beat me to death, I wouldn’t believe it.

【Who is drinking blood】

I was locked up in a separate detention room. They asked me many questions and I answered them truthfully. They found no clues on Wang Kaijiang's body, so they couldn't charge me. I will be detained here for a maximum of 24 hours.

You can go out now.

The detention room was dark and cold at night. I huddled in the corner and watched the night outside getting darker. I buried my head between my knees, and then a voice sounded in my ears again: "I want to drink blood, I want to drink blood."

Drink blood..."

I looked up and saw my shadow opening its mouth to speak. The voice was completely different from the one last night. It could never be made by the same shadow.

I suddenly remembered what Hu Yifei said in the morning. He said he heard me shouting that I was hungry last night, which meant that he thought the sound was made by me, but I definitely didn't say anything. Who could it be?

At this time, the shadow began to shout "I want to drink blood" again. Didn't the old man say that the shadow was the soul? If this is true, can I talk to the soul?

I bit my thumb and squeezed out the blood and dripped it on the mouth of the shadow on the ground. I saw that the mouth seemed to be alive, sticking out its tongue to lick the blood on the ground. I deliberately retracted my finger and looked at its tongue.

Licking up and down on the ground, he found that there was no more blood. Shadow said again: "It tastes so good to drink blood for the first time. I'm not full yet!"

For the first time, could it be that the voice last night was really not made by this shadow named "Zheng Xinran"?

"You didn't drink blood last night?" I asked.

"No, this is the first time. We must drink blood after following the body for 24 hours." Shadow said.

It seems that it was not this shadow that was sucking blood last night, so who could it be?

When I was released the next day, it was almost evening. When I returned to school, the first thing I heard was that Zheng Jiacheng was dead.

Could it be that Zheng Jiacheng's shadow was also sick? I hurried to the dormitory because they said that Zheng Jiacheng's body had not been taken away yet. When Hu Yifei saw me coming back, he opened his mouth to say something to me, but in the end he didn't say anything. I

Knowing that he was still blaming me, he would even blame me for Zheng Jiacheng's death.

I stood outside the crowd, and Zheng Jiacheng's body was lying on the bed. Although he was emaciated when I left yesterday, he was by no means as skinny and skinny as he is now. The forensic doctor put Zheng Jiacheng's body on a stretcher and carried it outside the dormitory.

"Shadow!" I almost shouted, I might have reached Zheng Jiacheng's shadow. In this way, Zheng Jiacheng's death was not because the shadow was sick, but because the blood was sucked dry.

After everyone dispersed, Hu Yifei and I were the only ones left in the dormitory.

"Zheng Jiacheng's death..." Before I could finish speaking, Hu Yifei rushed to say, "Zheng Jiacheng's death has nothing to do with you."
Chapter completed!