The girl who died last night was a student at the School of Foreign Languages, University A, and she was very pretty.
This is a serial murder case.
This is already the third person who died.
She was found hanging in the classroom with a large wound on her wrist and died of excessive blood loss.
The strange thing was that her face was painted with exquisite makeup, and she was wearing a white dress. The death was not scary, and even had a shocking beauty.
The police in city A are in a state of desperation. The surveillance at the scene of the crime has been destroyed for some reason, and they have no way to start.
That's when Fu Yue was called.
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Holding a book in his hand, he walked past the corner of the stairs, Fu Yue looked down at the book in his hand, and the corners of his light red lips curled up in a mocking arc.
General criminal law
The principal arranged for her to teach in the Department of Law, euphemistically saying that this is your old profession, Officer Fu, and she is handy in teaching.
Then, one didn't pay attention and almost bumped into a girl who was oncoming.
Because of the instinctive reaction of the body, Fu Yue dodged in a flash, but the girl fell to the ground all of a sudden.
He Nian fell to the ground, his ankle seemed to be bruised a bit, and pain flashed across his delicate and clean face.
A slender porcelain white hand stretched out in front of her, "Are you all right?"
A cool and pleasant voice sounded, low and pleasant.
He Nian was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes, and looked at the person opposite.
A glimpse.
Then, it was full of surprises.
The person on the opposite side was wearing the simplest white shirt and black trousers. She was obviously a girl, but the cleanliness and chicness of her eyes was inexplicably touching.
Eyebrows are deep, lips are light red.
The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose added a bit of bookishness to her.
He Nian stared blankly, then stretched out his hand in a daze, and let Fu Yue pull her up.
The cold and beautiful police officer glanced at her, and then said softly: "You are injured, do you want me to accompany you to the infirmary?"
He Nian seemed to come back to her senses in an instant, she withdrew her hand and shook her head quickly: "No, it's just a little scratch."
After saying this, she ran away without waiting for Fu Yue's answer.
The beautiful police officer did not catch up either, she just looked at the direction in which He Nian ran away, her indifferent eyes froze, looking thoughtful.
that girl...
Withdrawing her gaze, bending down to pick up the book that had just fallen on the floor, Fu Yue walked slowly towards the classroom.
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open the door.
I saw a classroom full of students and a young professor standing on a podium.
Everyone looked at Fu Yue in unison.
The cold and beautiful police officer was slightly taken aback.
Oh, I went to the wrong classroom.
But she still had that indifferent and gentle look, her light red lips parted slightly: "Sorry, I went to the wrong classroom."
Then, she raised her hand to close the door, and walked away at a leisurely pace.
Officer Fu practiced a truth personally.
As long as I am calm enough, embarrassment will not catch up with me.
…
But she was stopped.
A young man's voice sounded from behind, it was very strange, it sounded very gentle, like the fine snow melting on the green branches in early spring, the voice was low and magnetic.
"Student, please stay."
The cold and beautiful police officer stopped in his tracks, raised his narrow and sharp eyebrows slightly, and then turned around.
caught the eye.
He is a very... beautiful man, yes, he is beautiful.
The appearance is as delicate as a jade carving, but not feminine.
Oh, it's the professor in that classroom just now.
Jiang Xu smiled at Fu Yue, his glazed eyes were clear and spotless.
He opened his mouth again: "Student, are you a student in class xx?"
The man's light-colored pupils are like the surface of a calm lake, reflecting the light gold of the shattered sunlight. He is wearing a snow-white sweater, with a gentle and delicate appearance.