"Earth? What is that..."

She put down her cell phone, hurriedly left the school, stopped a taxi, and muttered in her heart.

Jingting City, old city.

Through the car window, I looked at the completely different style from the new city. Ange in the ancient city still looked like this.

Time seemed to be frozen by white walls and green tiles. The new city was clearly behind, but the bustling traffic couldn't get in here. Even the taxi speed suddenly slowed down.

Ange Ancient City is not quiet. The teahouse and restaurant are spread out on both sides. The dust on the bluestone road is stimulated by the steps of coming and going slowly, and then falls gently. The laughing and scolding voices spread far in the wind, and the smell of steamed buns and buns floated in the air. She couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Passionate, old, rough and meticulous.

The people and things in the old city are similar to the temperament of Ange Ancient City.

Pay attention to the natural beauty of the unity of man and nature.

What did that high school student meet?

She thought about it carefully, and the colleague on the other end of the phone couldn't make it clear, and only said that the child was particularly concerned about the word "earth".

Retracting her thoughts, she cheered up and said to the taxi driver:

"It's here, please park."

It's summer now, she is wearing a white women's shirt. When she gets out of the car, a cold wind suddenly blows. She squints her eyes and looks up at the Ange Hospital in front of her.

Even in the old city, modern hospitals, schools and other buildings exist.

After paying the fare, she sorted out her clothes and stepped into the hospital.

There are not many patients in the hospital, or there are more medical staff than patients.

My colleague mentioned the specific location, and she found the special ward on the fifth floor without much effort.

There is no strange smell in the air, but a faint fragrance.

She prepared the words in her heart and gently knocked on the door. When she opened it, the figure of a young man came into her eyes.

He sat leaning against the hospital bed by the window, holding a book in his hand, and a window opened, and the wind slightly touched the white curtains and the fine hair on his forehead.

The sunlight also poured in, reflected on his face, from the end of his eyebrows on his left to the corner of his mouth on his right, half light and half dark.

"Hello."

He closed the book, turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and his voice was gentle and clear.

She had seen his photos in the information she sent from her phone, so this surprised her even more.

This is not like the timid high school student with inferiority complexion. Although his appearance is the same as in the photo, his skin is very white and tall and thin, his temperament is completely different.

"Hello, Mr. Lin Xun."

She withdrew her imagination and said:

"I am Li Qingqian from the Special Family."

"Hello."

Lin Xun looked at the tall woman in a white shirt in front of her. Her name was very soft, but her facial features were very heroic, especially the sword eyebrows that were rare among women and the tall long ponytail.

"Have my colleague explained to you the general meaning of a specific family?"

Li Qingqian carried a wooden chair and sat down next to Lin Xun's bed.

"Well, the special crime and supernatural phenomenon response department."

Li Qingqian turned his head and looked at the direction of the door, saying casually: "That's right, we always seem to be doing something irrelevant."

Lin Xun smiled and did not respond.

"Then, I will ask you in detail next."

Li Qingqian opened her phone and Lin Xun's photo was still lit. The boy with a low eyebrows in the photo and the man in front of her who exuded a comfortable aura were not the same person at all. She couldn't help but think of some bad things.

"We need to do some simple Q&A. Can Mr. Lin cooperate with me?"

Lin Xun nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, let's start."

Li Qingqian took off her pen cap and looked down at the notebook. Lin Xun also glanced at her notebook with curiosity.

"Your age?"

"It's still one month away, eighteen years old."

“The school you attended?”

"Jingting City No. 18 High School."

"Family members?"

"Father Lin Xuesong, mother Chen Ning, and sister Lin Qing."

Li Qingqian paused for recording the hand and looked at Lin Xun: "How is your relationship with your family?"

"Is it related..."

Lin Xun searched in his mind for a moment, and the dead guy seemed to have little clarity on himself.

"Although they are parents, they are both cold to me... no, cold." Lin Xun sorted out his memories and replied seriously, "So too."

"They recently went out for a long trip, and Miss Li should know that my parents are both archaeologists," he added.

Li Qingqian nodded and did not ask any questions for a long time.

His statements are not different from the information.

Lin Xun is a timid, inferior person, who doesn't love his father, doesn't love his mother, and even his sister is extremely disgusted.

The problem is...

These words should not be said lightly by "Lin Xun" himself.

Lin Xun moved his neck and looked at Miss Li in front of him with a smile.

He was not the original Lin Xun, and he had no interest in playing the role of "Lin Xun".

"Speaking of it..." Lin Xun suddenly spoke, "Why do the Special Sciences think that the attack I encountered this time is related to a supernatural incident?"

Li Qingqian pursed her lips, closed her notebook, and said, "You were attacked on Huaiyin Street and was photographed by public surveillance. At that time, there was no one nearby, but your feet suddenly started to freeze. Soon you fell to the ground. If you hadn't discovered it in time, Mr. Lin, you might have been dead."

Not possible, it's really dead...

Lin Xun raised his eyebrows and said, "But it seems that the existence that attacked me is not as terrible as I imagined, otherwise... Special Science would not send you a newcomer to ask me."

Li Qingqian's hand holding the pen tightened, and suddenly stood up from the wooden chair, looked down at Lin Xun, "What are you talking about?"

Lin Xun smiled and pulled the white curtain aside, and the wind became heavier and heavier.

“Your neutral pen and notebook are brand new, just like the stationery sent to students at the beginning of school.”

Li Qingqian sneered: "It's true that it's still a student. It's natural that all events must be recorded in one notebook."

"In order to better sort and sort out each event, we will record it in a different place."

Lin Xun couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Look, only newcomers will say this without thinking."

Li Qingqian was stunned for a moment, then became angry and said coldly: "Are you cheating me?"

"It's not enough. There are white powder in your nails, cuffs, and some on your hair. You just came from school. Maybe you were dealing with another incident with your colleagues. That incident...is related to the blackboard?" Lin Xun tilted his head and looked at her nails.

"Suddenly you received a call from another colleague and heard about me from the phone because my incident was less dangerous and your level should be very low, so..."

"Nonsense!" Li Qingqian was a little angry, "I don't have time to play detective games with you. When I saw the white powder, I guess it was school. Don't you think it's too far-fetched?"

Lin Xun pointed to her neutral pen and said, "Your notebook has an eye pattern, which is the same pattern as the button on the collar of your shirt. This is your special badge? It seems that your leaders are very ritualistic, and the items used by members are matched."

"But... it's not." Lin Xun looked out the window, suddenly looked down, and laughed playfully: "I just said that these things of you are as new as the stationery I sent to students just after school. It's a coincidence that I have that neutral pen, which I gave when the 18th Middle School started. As far as I know, the entire Jingting City school uses this neutral pen."

Lin Xun looked back at her: "When you received the call, you hurriedly wanted to leave, but you found that you only had a laptop, so you followed a pen, tsk..."

"Your performance is really hard to believe that you are not a newcomer, and you also have some questions about the ability of specialized animals."

"Click..."

Lin Xun shut up because he saw that the neutral pen standardized by Jingting City School in Li Qingqian had been cut off.

"Tu tuk--"

The knock on the door rang at the right time.

Li Qingqian took a deep breath, stopped looking at Lin Xun, and quickly walked to open the door of the ward.

"Walk."

Li Qingqian heard a cold and terrifying female voice.

Perhaps she was so angry that she was a little angry at Lin Xun's words that she felt that the world in her eyes was slightly distorted - a strange and terrifying white snake at the door of the ward was spitting out a letter!

Li Qingqian was shocked and looked over again with great caution. Only a cold-faced girl stood in front of her.

A slight incredible ray flashed through Lin Xun's pupils.

Then he smiled and called gently:
Chapter completed!