Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits

Chapter 110: second person

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My face turned red immediately, I swear this is absolutely a normal physiological reaction, I never expected to bump into a nearly naked Wen Jiubai all of a sudden. What's more, Wen Jiubai's figure is really...

I never thought about what Wen Jiubai's body would look like under his clothes, but his figure can make all the men in the world who are troubled by how to keep fit and fit go crazy with jealousy. His chest was firm and smooth, there was not a single piece of excess flesh in his whole body, he was neither thin nor overly muscular, it was so perfect that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

To be honest, my jealousy is also raging, why does Wen Jiubai have such a good figure? In contrast, I hardly dare to go to the public bath to take a bath.

At this moment, my eyes suddenly fell on the lower part of Wen Jiubai's chest.

It's not that I'm dazzled, right? That is... Is there really a bowl-sized wound on Wen Jiubai's chest

It looked a lot like a burn, an ugly scar on the smooth skin. I immediately thought of what Bai accidentally said about Wen Jiubai's injury just now.

When and how was he injured? I remember the incident with Wang Zhong, although Wen Jiubai stood in front of me and helped me block the knife, but the wound at that time began to heal almost immediately, and now there is no trace of being scratched by the knife on my chest .

Then what happened to the scar I saw...

"Why, can you be so fascinated by staring at my naked body?"

Wen Jiubai's deep voice suddenly came from above his head, and it seemed to have a teasing smile.

"No, no!" I took two steps back angrily, and suddenly realized that my behavior just now was too inappropriate, "Who told you to come out of the corner all of a sudden, without clothes on!"

Wen Jiubai pointed to the place behind him, which was the place where he had just walked out, "After I took a shower, I was bumped into by you just after I came out. Could it be my fault?"

I blushed and argued, "Then you should be wearing a bathrobe or something!"

On the contrary, Wen Jiubai didn't feel uncomfortable at all, "This is my home, so why don't I obey your arrangements in my own home?"

This sentence made me speechless again, Wen Jiubai smiled helplessly, and said, "Excuse me now, I'll go back to the room and put on my clothes."

"Wait!" I immediately grabbed his arm and looked at the scar on his chest, "What's going on with this scar?"

Wen Jiubai raised his hand almost immediately to cover the scar, and said in a low voice, "It's just a small injury, it's nothing serious."

"Isn't it?" I questioned, "Wang Zhong, you were also injured that time, but it started to heal almost immediately. Why hasn't this wound healed yet?"

"There will always be wounds that are easy to heal and wounds that are not easy to heal. Isn't this normal?" Wen Jiubai still covered the scar with his arm, frowning.

"How could it be so simple!" I blurted out, "Wen Jiubai, do you still have something to hide from me?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Jiubai answered me calmly, "I've kept a lot of things from you, don't you want to figure them out one by one?"

I was blocked for a moment and glared at Wen Jiubai. Is there anyone more shameless than him in this world

"Okay, let me go there. I still have to change my clothes." Wen Jiubai looked helplessly at my hand grabbing his arm, "Or do you want to come in and watch me change?"

As soon as my face was hot, I immediately let go of his hand.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Wen Jiubai reached out and rubbed my hair before walking into the room.

I scratched my hair in annoyance, feeling like I was treated like a child by him again.

Just when Wen Jiubai entered the room to change clothes, the mobile phone in my pocket rang. I hurried to the side and took out the mobile phone. When I checked the caller ID, it was Shi Yitong calling.

"Hello?" I picked up the phone, "I told you about the girl who committed suicide by jumping off a building two years ago, how is your investigation going?"

Unexpectedly, Shi Yitong was panting on the other end of the phone and said out of breath, "Oh, Gu Yu! Now is not the time to talk about that. Are you still in that old house? Come back to school quickly, there is another , Another person died!"

I was taken aback, "Again? What's going on!"

"Yes, this time it's a girl from the news class next door. This time, she didn't even have a wound on her body. She was just lying in the study room, and her heart stopped beating for no reason."

"Breathe!" I asked hastily.

"I don't know about this yet. I called you before I rushed there!" Shi Yitong said eagerly, "Anyway, hurry up and talk about it first!"

"Hey—" Before I could say anything, Shi Yitong had already hung up the phone.

Just when I was hesitating whether to call him back, Wen Jiubai had already come out of the room. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, and his hair was tied up, as if he knew he was going out.

"Wen Jiubai!" I didn't have time to study what clothes he was wearing, so I walked up to him in two steps, "We have to go to school quickly, Shi Yitong called me just now, saying that another one died girl!"

Wen Jiubai nodded, "I heard it all just now. Let's go, it looks like tonight will be another sleepless night."

"Wait, wait, I'm going too!"

Suddenly Bai's voice was heard, and the weasel suddenly jumped out of nowhere and looked at us expectantly.

"Is it because that person still breathes after he's dead? It looks like a lot of fun, Gu Yu, take me there, take me there!"

I was so angry that I said, "Bai! When you were talking about business, you ran away without a trace. What are you doing now? What's the fun? It's not for you to play. It's a matter of life and death." !"

Bai shrank back aggrieved, and said bitterly, "I know, I also want to help, don't call me so heartless. But it's really strange, even I haven't heard of people dying It's a matter of breathing."

I sighed, and I didn't bother to argue with this weasel anymore, so I just took him and rushed to the school together.

The Department of Journalism is also a major in our Faculty of Humanities. For some reason, this extremely weird thing only happens in this college. When Wen Jiubai and I rushed over, there were already many troublemakers around the teaching building. Without asking, we followed the flow of people and found the classroom where the incident happened.

Shi Yitong and my three roommates are also nearby. Headed by Zhou Lang, the clothes on the boys are all sloppy, and some of the buttons have not been fastened. back.