"A murder occurred at Jiangcheng University?!"

Xia Zhining's heart suddenly tightened.

Jiangcheng University is a top university in the country, famous for its open atmosphere and many distinctive disciplines. It is also Xia Zhining's alma mater.

Although she was selected as a transfer student with excellent academic performance in her junior year and went abroad to study at the Royal Veterinary College, she ultimately obtained a double degree from both universities.

But the weight of her alma mater in Xia Zhining's heart has never diminished.

Xia Zhining grabbed her small backpack filled with all kinds of "detective tools" and turned around to look at the four little ones who were staring at her eagerly: the weasel Snowball, the squirrel brothers, and the tabby king who always acted like a big boss.

Four pairs of round eyes didn't blink, and the word "miss you" was written in them.

"A murder has occurred. I have to rush to Jiangcheng University now."

Xia Zhining's tone became serious, "Do you want to come together?"

Before he finished speaking, the eyes of several little guys suddenly lit up.

The squirrel brothers jumped over one after another, scratching at the door of the airline box with their little claws, and chirping: "Open the door quickly! Open the door! The case is urgent!"

As soon as Xia Zhining opened the box door, the two furry friends swiftly got in, not forgetting to gently close the door with their tails, and then sat side by side with a serious expression that said "We are super professional".

The tabby cat king walked over with an elegant cat-like step, glanced at the airline box with a hint of disgust, and jumped lightly into the cat bag that belonged to it.

It skillfully turned around inside, found the most comfortable position, and lay down. It didn't forget to point at the zipper with its paw and meowed lazily at Xia Zhining: "Zip it up, my king. Remember to leave some air in the vent."

Xia Zhining suppressed her laughter and carefully zipped up the cat bag to ensure adequate ventilation. Finally, she stuffed the little snowball securely into the side pocket of her backpack, and considerately opened the zipper a little to let the cat stick its head out.

Looking at this quickly assembled and eager-to-try "furry team", Xia Zhining couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Her animal detective team is really strong and ready to go!

Xia Zhining booked an online taxi that accepted animal passengers and headed straight to Jiangcheng University.

As soon as the car stopped at the school gate, she saw Ji Shuyun, who was particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

He stood tall and straight, quietly among the students, like a clear and graceful pine tree.

In order not to attract too much attention, Ji Shuyun did not wear a police uniform, but changed into a simple black sports suit.

Even so, it still frequently attracts the attention of students.

Ji Shuyun quickly stepped forward, naturally took the cat bag and squirrel flight case from Xia Zhining's shoulders, and whispered, "I'm here."

Xia Zhining nodded and quickly got to the point: "Brother, where is the crime scene?"

"The first teaching building, the art room." He said in a steady tone and turned to lead the way.

Xia Zhining followed closely behind.

After walking for fifteen minutes, an old building that looked quite old appeared in front of the brother and sister.

The walls of the building were mottled, and the nameplate with the five characters "No. 1 Teaching Building" had long since peeled off, making it look particularly desolate.

The teaching building was surrounded by layers of yellow cordon. Several uniformed police officers stood guard at the entrance with solemn expressions. The air was filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, as if even the sound of the wind had become cautious.

Many students gathered not far away to watch, whispering to each other:

"Oh my god... I heard from the cleaning man who found the body that both of the deceased's arms were chopped off. The scene was extremely bloody..."

"It is said that the blood has almost dried up, and the ground is a frightening red..."

"Wasn't the No. 1 teaching building rumored to be haunted?"

"I thought the interior would be a little more shabby after the renovations, but it turned out to be even more bizarre!"

"It seems like I still have to attend some classes here as usual. Just thinking about it makes my back cold. I wonder if something will really happen to me..."

Xia Zhining couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart when she heard these scattered discussions. She looked up at the gloomy teaching building and felt that the whole building was shrouded in an invisible shadow.

On the eve of the start of school, many universities are scheduled to hold their opening ceremonies in early September. The campus, which should have been full of anticipation and bustle, is cast a strange haze because of this murder.

She couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine when she thought that the murderer might still be lurking somewhere on campus, or even in the same space with these young students.

Who can sleep peacefully in such an environment?

Ji Shuyun led Xia Zhining through the cordon and up the old stairs, whispering to her, "The first teaching building is an old one. It was too dilapidated and the facilities were outdated. Most of the classrooms have long been out of use."

"The school has expanded its enrollment this year, so with the increase in students, the school decided to re-open this building. It was recently renovated, with the electrical wiring adjusted, and new desks and chairs planned."

Ji Shuyun's tone darkened slightly as he continued, "I didn't expect something like this to happen right in the art room."

As they were talking, the two of them had already walked up the stairs and arrived in front of the art room.

Ji Shuyun stopped and turned to Xia Zhining, his voice lowered: "The scene was quite tragic, Ningning, you have to be mentally prepared."

Xia Zhining nodded. The air was filled with a damp and moldy smell, and a hint of rusty blood had already seeped into it.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself, and then lowered her head to the little ones in the cat bag and the airline box and whispered, "It's a little scary in there. Stay still and don't look. I'll tell you all about it when I get out, okay?"

Before she finished her words, the weasel Snowball in the side pocket of her backpack poked its little head out, its pair of bright black eyes particularly determined:

[Sister, I'm not afraid! Take me with you, I can smell odors that humans can't!]

As it spoke, it nimbly climbed onto Xia Zhining's shoulders, and its furry tail gently brushed across her neck.

Xia Zhining's heart softened at its persistence. She reached out and rubbed its little head. Then, turning to the officer beside her, she politely asked, "Can my little ferret come in for a moment? It has a very keen sense of smell and might be able to help."

After obtaining permission, Xia Zhining put on shoe covers and slowly walked into the art room with Xuetuan.

The room was dimly lit. Forensic doctors and trace examiners were busy working silently. The air was filled with the smell of blood and an unpleasant odor.

The next moment, Xia Zhining saw the scene and her breathing suddenly stopped.