The girl who died last night was a student at the College of Foreign Chinese of University A, and she was very beautiful.

This is a case of serial murder.

This is already the third person to die.

She was found hanging from the classroom, with a large cut on her wrist and dying of blood loss.

What is very strange is that her face is painted with delicate makeup, she is wearing a white dress, and her death is not terrifying, and even has a shocking beauty.

The police in City A were in a hurry, and the surveillance at the scene of the crime was destroyed for some reason, and they had no idea what to do.

That's when Fu Yue was transferred.

……

Holding a book in his hand, he walked around the corner of the stairs, Fu Yue looked down at the book in his hand, and the corners of his light red lips hooked up a mocking arc.

General introduction to criminal law?

The principal arranged for her to teach the law department, and in the name of it, this is your old profession as a police officer, and she is also very handy in teaching.

Then, one didn't pay attention and almost bumped into an oncoming girl.

Because of the instinctive reaction of the body, Fu Yue dodged with 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 little, and a little pain flashed on his delicate and white face.

A slender porcelain-white hand reached out in front of her, "It's okay." ”

The cold and nice voice sounded, low and pleasant.

He Nian was stunned, raised his eyes, and looked at the person opposite.

Glimpse.

Then, it's full of amazement.

The person opposite, wearing the simplest white shirt and black trousers, is obviously a girl, but the cleanliness and chic between her eyebrows and eyes are inexplicably exciting.

The eyebrows and eyes are deep, and the lips are light red.

The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose added a bit of bookish air to her.

He Nian was stunned directly, and then stretched out his hand in a daze, letting Fu Yue pull her up.

The cold and beautiful police officer looked at her twice, 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 hurriedly shook her head: "No need, just a little bruise." ”

After saying this, she didn't wait for Fu Yue's answer, and ran away as soon as she slipped away.

The beautiful police officer didn't catch up, she just looked at the direction He Nian ran away, her indifferent eyes paused, and she looked thoughtful.

That girl......

Retracting his gaze, bending down to pick up the book that had just fallen on the ground, Fu Yue walked slowly in the direction of the classroom.

……

Push open the door.

See a classroom full of students, and young professors standing on the podium.

Everyone's eyes brushed towards Fu Yue.

The cold and beautiful officer was slightly stunned.

Oh, I went to the wrong classroom.

However, she still looked indifferent and gentle, and her light red lips opened lightly: "Sorry, I went to the wrong classroom." ”

Then, she raised her hand and closed the door, and walked away with unhurried steps.

Officer Fu practiced a truth.

As long as I'm calm enough, embarrassment can't catch up with me.

……

But she was stopped.

A young man's voice sounded behind him, very unfamiliar, and it sounded very gentle, like the fine snow melting on the tender green branches in early spring, and there was a low magnetism in the voice.

"Classmates, please stay."

The cold and beautiful officer stopped, raised his long, sharp eyebrows slightly, and then turned around.

What catches your eye.

It's a very ...... A beautiful man, yes, is beauty.

The appearance is as delicate as a jade carving, but it is not feminine.

Oh, the professor in that classroom.

Jiang Xu smiled at Fu Yue, his glass-like eyes were clear and clean.

He opened his mouth again: "Classmate, are you a student of Class XX?" ”。

The man's light-colored eyes are like a calm lake, reflecting the light gold of the fine sun, and he is wearing a snow-white sweater, with a gentle and delicate appearance.