"I'm afraid it's hard to say here, after all, you're the last person to see her." Wait, what did you say? What? I was the last person to see her? Wei Yingzhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stirred up his high Adam's apple. "At about five o'clock in the afternoon, people from H University went to discuss with her about tomorrow's lecture and found that she was dead!" "Dead?"? I was with her a few hours ago! "So you are the biggest suspect!"! But we should be able to rule you out now! Wei Yingzhou's words are somewhat self-contradictory. He always does things and speaks in an orderly way. What do you mean by that? One moment he said I was the biggest suspect, and the other moment he said my suspect could be ruled out! I stared at him with my eyes wide open, and Wei Yingzhou's expression today was still so rigid and serious. His lips moved slightly as he tried to say something, but at last he held back. He took a piece of paper full of things from his pocket and handed it to me. It was a death report. The handwriting on it was so illegible that I could barely read it. So she died of a myocardial infarction! I handed the notice to him and said with sudden enlightenment. Look carefully at the column of the date of death. Annoyed by my carelessness, Wei Yingzhou handed the notice to me again. I looked at the end of the notice, where the words "March 12, 2008" were written in a striking font. The day before yesterday? How could that. "" I suddenly remembered the story of the blood scholar, and everything became so incredible. We judged it by the lividity and stiffness on her body, but according to the hotel attendant, she asked the attendant for the key to the door yesterday! "It's a bit like the Chenggang who sent me the box last time!" I said thoughtfully. Wei Yingzhou shook his head, "if Cheng Gang was possessed by the soul of the little old man last time, then what was Shi Xiangzhu possessed by this time?" "Blood Scholar!" I said something to the effect. Wei Yingzhou looked at me suddenly. "What did you say just now?" And at this time, his cell phone rang, Wei Yingzhou turned on the phone,mineral flotation, listened to the situation over there, just lightly said I know, then put the phone back. Just now the forensic doctor called and found many leeches in Shi Xiangzhu's heart and blood vessels, which may be the real cause of her death! My eyes lit up. "You said leeches!" "Yes!" Wei Yingzhou stared at me blankly, and it was incredible that he had such a big reaction to me. Take me to see it! Before I could speak, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, as if something was going to burst my chest and crawl out of it. I pulled Wei Yingzhou's arm tightly, and my legs bent down involuntarily. You.. What happened to you Wei Yingzhou supported me and asked with concern. Blood. Book. Health! This is the last sentence I left before I fainted. Chapter 235 Blood Scholar (10). There is a sound around. Is it raining? A few cold drops of water hit my face, and I touched it with my hand and put it in my mouth. It was a little bitter, tin beneficiation plant ,Portable gold trommel, like a woman's tears. Where am I? I looked at all the strange things around me, the thin rain and fog covered the surrounding scenery with a mysterious gauze, and now I was in a dense pine forest, I sniffed carefully with my nose, the humid air still had a little pine fragrance.. My head is still a little dizzy, just now I remember that I was with Wei Yingzhou, why did I suddenly come here? "Is this a dream?" I suddenly realized this, so I pinched my face with my hand. It didn't hurt. It was a dream. A stone fell from my heart, but soon I fell into a new fear- "If this is a dream, why can't I wake up?" At that moment, a wound-like lightning flashed across the sky, and under the miserable red light I saw a house, a white house with a round roof that seemed to give people an illusion that it was not a house, but.. A tomb. Blood Scholar. Blood Scholar. Blood Scholar. From all around the forest came a woman's voice, plaintive and shrill, but I felt it came from the same person. Blood Scholar. Blood Scholar. Again two, this time the voice is much closer to me, should be in my side! I tightened my nerves and reached into my pocket. The mobile phone should be in it! But in the end, the empty pocket told me once again that it was just a dream. Everything in the dream is illusory! I smiled, my nerves slowly relaxed, and at that moment, a soft hand silently pulled my left wrist. Who are you I turned my head sharply and snapped at the position of the hand. Blood Scholar. Blood Scholar. It was a woman dressed in white, like filial piety. She was not tall, thin, and her face was deeply buried. Who the hell are you? I asked again. This time the other side was silent, but the hand grasped more tightly, and a sharp pain passed from my left wrist to my whole body. I immediately stretched out my right hand and tried to pull her hand away, but what I didn't expect was that this seemingly fragile woman would have such a strong wrist. So I immediately changed my way and clenched my hand into a fist and hit her in the face. She did not dodge, standing there straight, my hand hit her face without any resistance, her face was a piece of mud,gold shaking table, my fist sank in. "Blood Scholar." Blood Scholar! Although I couldn't see it, I could still imagine how the sound came from her deformed face. I was at a loss. The pain in my left hand was still clear, but my right hand was stuck in her face and hard to pull out. Go to the house! You'll see what you want to see. The woman finally released her grip on me and pointed to the house in front of her. That finger is like a dry onion stalk. ore-magnetic-mining.com