Dance teacher Changying, Qiuzi and two other students were rehearsing an upcoming mysterious performance in this huge dance studio.
And the show needs to choose a protagonist.
Qiuzi was the teacher's favorite and most valued student, but she, who was most likely to become the protagonist, died in the dance practice room last night.
Xu Shuo opened the bathroom door and looked at the two girls talking in the lounge. At that moment, the system prompted.
[Congratulations to the player for triggering the character mission: Qiuzi.]
There is an increase in information that seems to be both useful and useless.
The trigger conditions for the first two times were objects, such as Zhang Shou's mysterious box hidden under the bed, or Chen Chu's psychotropic drugs. Unexpectedly, this time, it was actually a character?
No wonder he searched the whole house last night and couldn't turn it on.
In an instant, the girl's memories flooded into his mind, flashing before his eyes like a lantern, but his spirit was not in a trance.
It's much better than the first time he received Zhang Shou's memory. I don't know if the mental power points he added before played a role - as for Chen Chu's memory, he received it in his sleep.
Xu Shuo retracted his thoughts and looked at the two girls in front of him calmly.
One person's expression was slightly surprised, and the other person's surprise was accompanied by a hint of fear, and even her body trembled slightly.
These two girls are Xue Na and Lan Ruo. They are both students of Teacher Chang Ying. The three of them study ballet here together.
Lanruo and Qiuzi are more familiar with each other. They have been good friends since childhood.
Although I was ready to choose one of the three to solve the case, I didn't expect that I would be able to find out the clues so soon. Nowadays, the mature dead find their own murderers.
So, Xu Shuo raised the corner of his mouth, showed a very gentle smile, and said faintly: "You are here~"
Xue Na reacted quickly and stepped forward worriedly and asked: "Qiuzi, you don't seem to be in good spirits. Are you sick?"
What surprised her just now seemed to be just his state.
Xu Shuo couldn't help but touch his face. He had clearly put on makeup carefully before going out, but why did everyone still say he was not in good condition when they saw him? It was really shocking.
He raised his head and glanced at the concerned girl with his deep, dark eyes, and then looked at the girl who was obviously guilty.
Lan Ruo also quickly adjusted herself, avoiding her eyes uncomfortably, and said: "Qiu... Qiuzi, you came so early today, why did you..."
Xu Shuo tilted his head and looked at her with wide eyes: "What's wrong?"
The girl's nervous body was trembling, and she was mumbling not knowing what to say. At this moment, a dissatisfied complaint suddenly came from outside——
"You haven't changed it yet, okay? Don't waste your time!"
Hearing this voice, Lan Ruo seemed to have been rescued. She lowered her head, grabbed her dance clothes and rushed into the bathroom, quickly closing the door and locking it.
Xue Na was startled by her strange behavior. She looked at the girl in front of her and asked tentatively: "Qiuzi, did you have a fight?"
"No." Xu Shuo frowned, innocently like an innocent little girl, and said, "I don't know what happened to her. I'll ask you later."
After saying that, he walked out of the lounge with a normal expression. After greeting Teacher Changying, he walked to the bar by the window and started to warm up by pressing his legs as usual.
Although Lan Ruo was probably the one who killed Qiuzi last night, the system did not give a prompt that the task was completed. This probably meant that evidence needed to be found or exposed in person?
In fact, Xu Shuo has no idea of being reckless at the moment, because his current identity and body are, after all, a dead person.
And the people around me don't look simple either.
If Lan Ruo is a murderer, her behavior is too explicit, and there is no need to scare her. You can guess that she has something hidden in her heart almost just by looking at her face to face.
However, this game shouldn't be that simple, right?
…
The girl in front of the window is in a very standard posture with her legs pressed, and the white curtains reflect the looming shadow.
The building opposite the dance studio.
After looking calmly for a while, Officer Zhang put down his binoculars and looked sharply at the other timid man in the room.
This is a well-decorated apartment building room with windows facing the street and the dance studio diagonally opposite.
There were three people in the room at this time.
A man hiding in a corner and not daring to go near the window, cowering with fear on his face, a priest with a holy aura about him, wearing a platinum robe and a solemn face, and Officer Zhang.
"Do you know how long the sentence will be for peeping?" Officer Zhang sneered, squatted in front of the man and threatened.
"This...is this going to be a sentence?!" The man looked up in shock, and after recovering from his fear, he said anxiously: "I didn't do anything, and...and I also discovered a murder! I can make up for it!"
"You are simply wrong. When I went there yesterday, Qiuzi was not dead." Officer Zhang said expressionlessly.
"She's really dead!"
Hearing this, the man was even more anxious than when he knew he had been sentenced. His face turned red and his eyes were splitting as he shouted: "At half past eight, I saw her being strangled to death! But not long after, she...
She got up again, just like this... being led up to her feet..."
The man's eyes were bloodshot. The more he spoke, the more frightened he became. He raised his hands tremblingly, tilting his body like a marionette, and imitated with a distorted expression.
Officer Zhang narrowed his eyes and backed away from him.
The priest next to him took a step forward, patted the man's shoulder kindly, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, the Almighty Lord has forgiven you, and He will give you salvation and save you from the revenge of the devil."
The priest's words seemed to soothe him, and the man quickly stopped his strange movements, huddled up again, and huddled in a corner, shivering in fear.
Officer Zhang frowned and glanced at him, then looked out the window again, staring at the dance studio window opposite.
Behind the white curtains, the petite and delicate figure has begun to dance gracefully, with a gray shadow looming, and the graceful figure is reflected on the curtains, with a misty illusion, like an angel who has landed in the world and is out of reach.
No wonder this guy peeks at people's homes every day, it's really pleasing to the eye, not to mention that the shadows are clearer at night.
I just don’t know whether the current angels are humans or ghosts.
Officer Zhang muttered to himself for a while, then turned to look at the priest. After the two exchanged glances, they walked out of the door together.
"He ran to my church last night and confessed everything. Based on his mental state at that time, this is probably true." The priest had a faint smile on his face and said warmly: "According to what he said, because he
He witnessed the scene where the 'devil' was harvesting souls, so it came to seek revenge on him."
"He only saw the shadow projected on the window. What if it was just a misunderstanding caused by misalignment?" Officer Zhang said calmly.
But when she said this, she thought of the marks on the girl's neck yesterday. Although they were very faint, they were extremely conspicuous on her pale skin.
The priest looked at Officer Zhang meaningfully and said, "The fact that you came here to investigate means that the police do not treat this matter as a trivial matter."
Officer Zhang looked back, noncommittal.
…
Last night, a mysterious person called the police and reported that a murder had occurred in the dance studio.
But when Officer Zhang arrived at the scene, there was neither a dead person nor a murderer. The police checked the surveillance on the street that night and only saw a man in a black windbreaker running to a public phone booth.
Because the other party wrapped himself too tightly, the police were unable to find out who called the police.
However, in the middle of the night, the church also called the police. This time, the cause and effect were easily sorted out.
The peeping man used binoculars by the window to peek into the dance studio every day.
Even after peeping for a long time, he figured out Qiuzi's daily movements and knew that she would go back to the dance studio to practice alone at seven o'clock in the evening.
This peeping behavior lasted for more than half a month until last night.
He saw Qiuzi doing stretching exercises by the window as usual after dancing, but this time, another figure was reflected on the window.
A second person came to the dance studio?
Qiuzi seemed to talk to the other party for a while, then turned around and continued stretching. With her back turned, she gave the murderer a chance.
The peeping man watched helplessly as the figure grabbed Qiuzi, strangled her and struggled for a while. Finally, Qiuzi's head turned to one side and fell down, and the murderer quickly fled the scene!
Although he is a bold voyeur, he is also a timid and timid man.
After the murder scene, the frightened man collapsed on the ground and shook for a long time without being able to react. He was completely distracted, frightened and worried, until he saw a shadow appear on the window again.
The twisted shadow climbed up from the ground...
The lights in the dance studio became dim, and countless black threads wrapped around the shadow, pulling it up like a marionette, and the graceful figure was twisted into a weird appearance.
Then, the shadow slowly turned its head.
Facing the window, his eyes seemed to be looking over.
The man couldn't bear it any longer, screamed in terror and rolled away from the window. Then he finally came to his senses and hurriedly went downstairs to seek help from the police.
During this intermittent time, he looked up at the window of the dance studio, but there was nothing there.
The originally bright dance studio with the lights turned on was completely dark, and even the shadows disappeared into the darkness, as if what he just saw was an illusion.
The peeping man hung up the phone in a daze.
He didn't know whether he had been a thief for a long time and saw this hallucination because of a guilty conscience, or whether he had been deceived by the devil.
The man returned to the apartment and shivered in the corner. He didn't dare to sleep or turn off the light.
But even though the light in the room was bright, he felt as if he was being watched by something weird. Time passed slowly, as if it was extremely sticky.
Daytime had not yet arrived, and the lights in the apartment were turned off at some point.
In the darkness, the man was awakened and did not dare to stay any longer. He ran frantically out of the apartment and ran frantically towards the most conspicuous church in sight in the rainy night. The only light seemed to be in front of him.
