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"Whether it is evidence or not, we have to test it to know."
Jiang Miao smiled at the two childhood sweethearts and said in a pleasant tone, "Before I came to D University, I passed by a drugstore. Most of the medicines in it were taken away, and there were only some useless reagents piled in the corner. I took some of them, including the ABO blood type test kit."
Fang Yang exclaimed in agreement: "Then we can test whether the blood on the deceased's body is different from her blood type and know whether she is the murderer or not."
These two people dared to kill people in the dormitory building because they took advantage of the fact that it was the end of the world. The school did not have any detection methods to assist in reasoning. As long as one, the crime scene clearly showed a male murderer, and two, Xiao Ming had two or more alibis, the case would not be linked to them and would remain an unsolved case.
The only surprise was that Jiang Miao, the newcomer who did not return home in the middle of the night, was actually a liar who pretended to be someone else.
When Xiao Mingwanxi was sitting in the audience and watching Captain Ning push her out as a scapegoat, feeling happy in her heart, who knew that there would be a sudden turn of events. This person actually heard their conversation in the morning and turned the tables to start counter-interrogation!
Ning Li looked at her watch: "It's almost ten o'clock. The team in the department still has to go on a mission. Let's not waste any more time."
Fang Yang volunteered: "I've used that reagent before, I'll go get it!"
Xiao Ming did not expect things to develop to this point.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, his and Wan Xi's on-the-spot reactions were too difficult to conceal, especially under the spotlight, which was infinitely magnified by the surrounding darkness. Even he could see clearly Xixi's guilty conscience and evasiveness, not to mention Captain Ning and Chairman Leng who were watching and observing them from the side.
In addition, there is a reagent that can test blood type. If it is real, the result will be conclusive.
At this time, someone in the audience hardened his heart and took advantage of the darkness to see who it was. He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice: "Yesterday I felt that Yan Heng's death was strange. Captain Ning, there was a smell of blood on Xiao Ming at that time. I can't be wrong!"
With the first one, the second student also stood up and said, "Captain Ning, I saw Wan Xi go to Zhang Fu's dormitory after ten o'clock, but because it was too far away from the time of death, and the murderer was not a girl, I didn't think it was a girl, so I didn't say anything."
Xiao Ming was stunned. Now he didn't even have the chance to defend himself. Would he be sentenced to death the next moment?
"Run away."
He whispered in Wanxi's ear, and Wanxi was startled. The look in his eyes gradually changed from confusion to determination.
Some people in the audience began to whisper again. They were scared as the truth of this case was slowly revealed like peeling off layers of silk from an onion, especially since the murderer killed two people and almost escaped detection!
Fortunately, he was caught this time. If he hadn’t been caught, who knows if he would be the next victim of a perfect crime?
Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to personally send her enemies from her previous life to the cross of sin was the most satisfying thing she had ever done since her rebirth.
In her previous life, Wan Xi stole her protective suit, and she could only watch her body being exposed to nuclear radiation and becoming diseased, cancerous, and developing sores and ulcers.
In the ten days before her death, she was plagued by hair loss, insomnia, nightmares, and illness all the time. Even at the moment before her death, all she could think about was that she was finally free.
But today, she also wants Wanxi to taste the taste of despair and the feeling of being tortured step by step.
When Ning Li heard what her classmates said, there was no need to discuss or verify the facts any further. From the two people's increasingly flustered expressions, it was clear that this matter was most likely as the pink-haired girl had inferred.
"Lock them both up in the coal boiler behind the water room and confiscate all their personal belongings!"
"Bang--"
In an instant, Jiang Miao's pupils constricted. The familiar metal-plastic gun opposite her had the dark opening pointed at her!
This is the gun that has been with Captain Xiao for the longest time. It is said that it was also the gun that saved his life many times when he first established the team. Even when the bullets were used up, he was reluctant to throw it away.
"Sister!" Fang Yang panicked and climbed onto the stage using his hands and feet. Jiang Miao's mind was working wildly and his right hand quickly pressed on his left shoulder. Blood gushed out instantly!
"Bang--"
There was another bang, and the headlights above his head exploded, shards of glass scattered everywhere! Jiang Miao had no time to run away and could only turn his back to protect his head, chest and abdomen.
There was chaos in the hall after hearing the gunshots. Although there was no screaming, everyone ran out of the studio in fear.
"Xiao Ming." Ning Li's night vision eyes quickly locked onto the positions of the two people in the dark, and she raised her hand to quickly knock the gun out of his hand.
"Ah!" Xiao Ming felt pain in his arm, but he still didn't let go of the gun. Wan Xi took advantage of the darkness and wanted to take Xiao Ming away in the chaos.
There is a fixed number of guns on the D University campus, and all of them must be reported to the Logistics Department. Ning Li had no impression of the gun in Xiao Ming's hand. It was obvious that he had searched for it himself and then hidden it secretly.
Jiang Miao had a few small cuts on his back and retreated to the edge of the stage where he bumped into Fang Yang.
"Sister, how are you?" Fang Yang supported her anxiously. He smelled something strange. His sister's blood tasted sweet.
Jiang Miao retreated to the backstage of the studio: "Xiao Ming, this gun is the reason why you killed Yan Heng."
The two men's steps of fleeing paused slightly, and then they silently tried to blend into the crowd and leave.
But how could Ning Li give them a chance? She shouted, "Catch them and give them half of the school's supplies as a reward!"
The pace of the people running away from the stage slowed down a little. Thinking of the mouth-watering PS5, the male college students were so excited!
A game of cat and mouse was being played out in the audience. Xiao Ming was shot in his right hand and couldn't aim with his left hand at all. The two of them were like stray dogs being chased and blocked by everyone below.
Leng Yuqing and Zefeng retreated to the deepest part of the stage. Jiang Miao wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but before leaving, he suddenly remembered that there was an old man sleeping on the other side of the curtain.
Jiang Miao: “…”
There was no other way, she could only go back the same way and pass through the stage, and put the big bed into the space before Fang Yang caught up.
"Hmm?" Su Heng fell to the ground with a splitting headache and did not respond no matter how they called him.
If Jiang Miao had not been greedy for the boxing secret book in his hand, he would have turned around and left.
But if Jiang Miao chooses to enter the base, martial arts is the best way to protect himself without attracting attention.
So she walked up to him resignedly, covered his shoulder with her right hand and carried him on her back with her left hand, and said to Fang Yang, "Thank you for speaking up for justice. Later, ask Mi Fen to go to the milk tea shop quietly and tell him that I have something for your research department."
The light was too dark, and Fang Yang could only see through a faint shadow that the person on her shoulder should be a woman with long hair, who was also injured and unable to move.
"Sister, you two are both injured now. It's definitely not convenient for you to travel or escape. Let me go with you so that we can take care of each other!" Fang Yang hurriedly took two steps forward, and Jiang Miao took two steps back defensively.
"I didn't deny the title, I just thought it was unnecessary." Jiang Miao looked at him coldly: "But you have to know that casually establishing a relationship will lead to fatal disaster."
Fang Yang hurriedly explained: "This is just a respectful title. If you don't like it, I won't call you that, okay? But I really want to follow you!"
Cheers were heard outside, as if Xiao Ming and Wan Xi were finally caught. Ning Li ordered people to lock them up in the boiler room and execute them after interrogation!
Fortunately, Jiang Miao is in good physical condition now, and he doesn't look tired even when supporting Su Heng, who is 1.9 meters tall.
"Why are you following me? What are your intentions?" Or, what have you seen?
Jiang Miao was very alert and wanted to know if he had revealed any flaws again and been discovered by this kid.
The main point is to understand and solve the problem early.
"No, it's not!" Fang Yang explained hurriedly: "You may think that I am bragging in the following paragraph, but I really am not lying. I have had a very accurate sixth sense since I was a child! As long as I guess the answers to multiple-choice questions, I will never make mistakes! Whether it's because I felt that you were pretending when I first met you, or now I have chosen to come to D University to seek a way out."
Fang Yang swallowed his saliva and decided to tell the truth: "And at this moment my sixth sense tells me that following you is the greatest opportunity in my life! If I don't seize it, I may not live long in this doomsday!"
When he entered the studio, heard the familiar voice and saw the same shabby disguise, Fang Yang instantly recognized her as the young lady who bought him snowboards last year.
He couldn't explain the reason for this strong premonition, but his experience since childhood told him that he must follow his feelings!
The prophet's innate skill?
The young man's premonition was very accurate. If he followed her, he would have no problem living until at least eight years after the apocalypse.
But why should she agree?
"Don't follow me." Jiang Miao didn't stop for too long. He lifted up the heavy old immortal, tore down the curtain, turned around and went backstage. He carried a 1.9-meter-tall man and jumped over from the backstage window.
Inside the studio, Leng Yuqing ordered the logistics department to turn on the emergency lights on the second floor. The dim light from the rooftop made the place look messy.
Fang Yang was trapped by the curtain and just now struggled out. Ning Li retracted the gun and looked around: "Where is the pink hair?"
Leng Yuqing also discovered that she and that handsome middle school student had disappeared: "I don't know, maybe they took advantage of the chaos to escape."
"What a shame." Ning Li shook her head: "With such great skills, I wanted to ask if you are willing to stay in our D University."
Ze Feng snorted coldly: "You forgot that she came in under an assumed name."
The people below were cleaning up the mess. Leng Yuqing gave orders while comforting them: "She was shot in the left shoulder. If she doesn't go to the hospital to remove the shrapnel in her body, she won't live long."
The studio gradually became quiet, and when most people had left, Fang Yang stood up silently, walked to the place where Jiang Miao's blood had just splattered, and wiped the blood with his sleeve.
His sixth sense told him that if the bloodstain was not cleaned up and someone discovered it, his sister would be in danger.
Jiang Miao took Su Heng and walked two miles, and finally came to the side door's wall. Jiang Miao walked forward along the black plastic sheet and finally found the entrance and exit.
"Hey, wake up. I can carry you and run away. It's really difficult for me to climb over the wall."
In a trance, Su Heng heard her words. He didn't even run to start, but put his hands on the wall and flipped like a swallow, landing gracefully outside the wall.
Jiang Miao shook her head helplessly, and immediately followed suit and quickly turned over. However, as soon as she landed on the ground, Su Heng seemed to have eyes on his eyelids and fell straight towards her shoulders.
The smell of the warm breath made her skin itchy. Not only did the old immortal's whole body weight press down on her, but he also mumbled, "It stinks."
The next second, Jiang Miao smelled a familiar cold fragrance, and the dirt, sweat, and blood plasma on his body magically disappeared. Is this the legendary cleaning technique?
It’s so convenient and practical!
Jiang Miao was extremely envious, and he carried him towards the Hummer parked in a secluded courtyard without complaint.
The weight on his shoulders was heavier than before. He seemed to lose consciousness and even his breathing stopped.
After thinking about it, he realized that it was too tiring to walk while dragging a completely unconscious corpse, so Jiang Miao simply leaned over and gave Su Heng a princess hug, picked him up and walked briskly to the car. Before putting him down, he thought about it and put a velvet blanket on the back seat so that he could sleep more comfortably.
After settling the old immortal, Jiang Miao picked up the bullet that had been stuck between his middle and ring fingers, and observed it carefully in the bright moonlight.
That’s right, this model is Captain Xiao’s first gun.
When the bullet broke through the air, Jiang Miao was surprised that she did not feel the pain she had expected, but instead smelled a familiar fragrance. She lowered her eyes and saw that the bullet stopped five or six centimeters away from her chest, knowing that Su Heng had saved her again.
Having been with Su Heng for such a long time, and as he had never concealed anything, Jiang Miao naturally discovered that the clear and ethereal fragrance, like the cold pine on the snowy mountains, was emitted by spiritual power. As long as Su Heng used magic, she could smell it.
At the critical moment, her mind was working rapidly. In order to avoid being discovered that the bullet was strangely suspended in the air, she quickly pressed her left shoulder with her right hand.
The bullet pressed up along with the blood bag in the space, causing blood to splatter. He even performed the physical impact and spasm caused by being shot in a very professional manner afterwards.
This performance should have fooled most people, but one person was not sure.
Jiang Miao drove to the milk tea shop and put some rice, flour, grain and oil at the place where the rice noodles were originally hidden, so as not to reveal that her donation was not much. It was considered to support the scientific research department of D University so that they could do scientific research without any worries.
Jiang Miao then parked the car on another street. When he was about to get out of the car, the person in the back seat groaned and asked, "How long will it take to get back?"
"Half an hour at most." Jiang Miao took off her pink wig and threw it into the air, then took out a new baseball cap and put it on her head.
"Hmm." The person in the back seat fell into a deep sleep again. Jiang Miao couldn't help but wonder why he was so sleepy.
It was already ten o'clock and the moon had risen high in the sky. Jiang Miao returned to the wall where he had just marked the spot and turned over.
Before landing, he carefully tested the ground to make sure it was an entrance and exit that had not been changed before stepping firmly on the ground.
Jiang Miao is extremely vengeful. She wants to personally kill off all those who have hurt and stabbed her. That is called revenge.
After being reborn, Jiang Miao did not feel that her second uncle, Wan Xi and the like were innocent because they were retaliated against by her before they had offended her.
If she had no memory of her previous life, and this life continued according to the trajectory, with their cunning and means, they would definitely harm her again.
And she is taking action now just to prepare for a rainy day and avoid future troubles.
There are many more people on the roads of D University campus at night than during the day, but this does not prevent Jiang Miao, who is already familiar with D University, from sneaking into the boiler room.
Many students gathered outside the boiler room to ask for an explanation, mainly Zhang Fu and Yan Heng's friends. They denounced indignantly, but Xiao Ming and Wan Xi just sat numbly next to the hot boiler. The scorching temperature was about to dry them out.
Jiang Miao set up a sniper rifle on the high-rise building opposite the water room, held his breath, and took aim.
This was her first time using long-range sniping. She could only lock onto the target through the pre-adjusted scope, pull the trigger, and hit instantly.
The gunshots were followed by the silence of the eardrums brought on by the roar.
A moment later, the crowd outside the bathroom suddenly broke into chaos and fled in all directions. Wan Xi's breathing stopped. She touched the blood of the people around her, wetting half of her face. Finally, she couldn't help but burst into tears.
Why did it turn out like this? Everything was going so smoothly, why did I run into that evil star?
Jiang Miao had no shoulder pads and was numbed by the recoil. He could only move his shoulder joints and continue aiming.
Then, the crying stopped abruptly, leaving only the bloody hole on her body that was about to die, slowly taking away her life.
From then on, D University’s affairs had nothing to do with her anymore.
Coming out from the side door, he happened to meet Fang Yang carrying rice noodles out. Jiang Miao was about twenty or thirty meters behind them until he climbed over the wall and drove away.
The moment Jiang Miao entered the car, Su Heng's slightly frowned brows relaxed.
"Where do we go now?"
Jiang Miao drove while manually controlling the map: "Go to the factory area thirty kilometers away."
"No need to rest?"
"Need not."
The principle that Jiang Miao has always adhered to is to do it once he thinks of it.
Now is the end of the world. Uncertain things are happening at any time and any place. One minute late will cause variables, so what she has to do is to race against time. She feels at ease only when the supplies are kept in her own space.
The vehicle was driving smoothly. There were still many people on the streets of City D at night, but not so many cars.
"Hmm." Su Heng looked very uncomfortable curled up in the back seat. He couldn't stretch his hands and feet, and the seat cushion was not soft enough.
Jiang Miao saw his impatience in the rearview mirror and asked, "Do you want me to help you adjust the seat?"
"Yes." Su Heng struggled to sit up and commented truthfully: "This is not as comfortable as that big bed."
The area around them was still in the urban area. Jiang Miao drove while looking for a safe place to stay: "If you promise me one thing, I will move the mattress to the back of the car for you to rest. How about that?"
Su Heng became interested: "Tell me about it."
There was a mezzanine building in front of them. Jiang Miao drove the car in and parked it. He turned around and said, "When you are with me, don't use magic in front of others. Even if you have to use it, remember to keep a low profile and don't let anyone find out."
"Why?" Su Heng rubbed his forehead to relieve the stinging pain, and expressed his confusion: "No one in this world can hurt me."
So why should he look around? He can just do what comes naturally.
"But I'm not." Jiang Miao turned back and held the steering wheel: "Maybe you are invincible, but if the whole world is mobilized to destroy you, what will you do? Kill everyone in the world?"
Su Heng didn't understand the thoughts of the people in this world: "I have no grudge against them, why do you want to destroy them?"
"Because they are different." Jiang Miao closed his eyes and said calmly, "Since ancient times, humans have always had a strong sense of xenophobia towards spirits, demons, ghosts and gods, and firmly believe in the saying 'those who are not of my kind must have different hearts.'"
"If it was in ancient times, there would be two results if you used magic in front of everyone. One is that you would be burned to death as a monster; the other is that you would be captured and taken to the palace to make medicine."
Jiang Miao tilted his head slightly: "It's almost the same now. If it can be used, squeeze out its value. If it is useless, eliminate it as a future problem."
Immortal Lord Su Heng was rarely silent, as this was clearly beyond his comprehension.
"Besides, all good things must come to an end. You and I will eventually go our separate ways. Have you ever thought about whether they will ask me about your whereabouts after you leave?"
At this point, Su Heng also understood the interests involved and promised her: "I will never take action unless it is an emergency. Even if I do, I will try to be covert."
Jiang Miao felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."
Fortunately, although this old immortal is old, his thinking is not old-fashioned. If he insisted on not agreeing, Jiang Miao would not only have to look for another place for the house in Lanwan Community, but also part ways with this time bomb.
"Yeah." Su Heng opened the car door, leaned against the car elegantly and reminded her: "I promised."
"Right away." Jiang Miao got out of the car and removed the rear seats, leaving a large enough space together with the trunk.
Then put wooden boards and insulating foam on it to isolate the heat source of the car base, put the softest latex mattress on it, cover it with a velvet duvet, and then put a super soft pillow and a fluffy pillow on it.
As soon as Su Heng lay down, he felt as if his whole body was sinking into the softest cotton, and comfort filled his whole body.
"This is the boxing technique I promised you." Su Heng flipped his palm and handed it over. As soon as he finished speaking, he lost consciousness and fainted.
The ancient book had been cast into action by Su Heng's magic. When Jiang Miao opened it, a cyan-gold figure immediately appeared. He looked like a twin brother of the one who practiced swordsmanship.
Although this immortal king was sleepy, troublesome, dressed strangely and was overly high-profile, he was more like a golden finger to Jiang Miao. He actually saved her life and gave her elixirs and ancient books that she could not get in this world to enhance her own strength.
Therefore, as long as the Immortal King promised tonight, she would not be ungrateful and abandon him first.
After restarting the car, neither of them spoke again on the way.
Half an hour later, Jiang Miao arrived at Xuhua Radiation Protection Equipment Co., Ltd.
This is also an industrial area, and it has been robbed beyond recognition. The road is littered with plastic packaging and rotten cardboard boxes. Jiang Miao broke through the lifting barrier and drove the car into the factory area.
When the car came to a complete stop, Jiang Miao took the initiative to report: "I'll be out for a while, about twenty minutes."
Su Heng heard it vaguely, uttered a soft "hmm" with a nasal sound, and fell asleep again.
Compared with other manufacturers of food, clothing, housing and transportation, the damage here is much smaller. At least when you look inside from the outside, it is not an empty mess.
Jiang Miao put on a mask and did not choose to go directly in through the wide-open main door. Instead, he went around to the back window to observe the situation first.
In the doomsday, there are many roaming people setting up traps in suburban factories, specifically targeting those who drive in and have supplies.
The factory was silent, with no heartbeat or breathing, but no one could be sensed as being alive inside.
But ever since he met Su Heng, Jiang Miao knew that there are always people better than you in this world. What if some people can use their powerful breathing to confuse the enemy?
It is better to be safe than sorry.
She quietly opened the rear window and used an infrared detector to carefully check the situation inside. Only after she was sure that there were no living people inside did she jump in boldly and turn on the flashlight.
This factory looked like it had been visited many times. The ground was littered with packaging plastics and cans of varying degrees of newness and oldness. Fortunately, these people were just looking for a place to stay here and collected some useful supplies. The large panels were not moved much.
Jiang Miao prepared anti-radiation lead plates, lead doors, lead glass, lead screens, anti-radiation barium plates, protective lead clothing, barium sulfate, etc. very quickly and got back into the car in less than twenty minutes.
With these, her plan for the underground safe house was half completed.
The air conditioning temperature in the car was just right. Su Heng lay on the soft bed and hummed twice as a greeting.
Taking out the iPad with the stockpile list, Jiang Miao felt the boundless inventory in the space while registering the newly acquired supplies.
She clicked on the 'radiation protection' file that was first created in the upper left corner of the desktop, and finally left the first material record in it, making substantial progress in radiation protection.
The time agreed with the bearded boss is the day after tomorrow evening, and the film and television city and the current location are separated by two sides of City D, a distance of more than 80 kilometers.
Thinking of the mixed crowd there, Jiang Miao decided to go there at a certain point. In the remaining day, he could see if there were any specialty supplies in City D that he could stock up on.
Opening the map, Jiang Miao randomly zoomed in on an area to select a lucky manufacturer. When he saw the Wenhai Chinese Medicine Processing Factory at No. 169 Wenhua Street, he decided that it was you.
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