Game of Destiny: This player is different.

Qin Shisan: [Could it be that he just died not long ago? 】

Safia: [More than that.

You can understand it as a human muscle model with a body temperature of about 30 degrees. In addition, he found a small piece of yellow paper with burn marks at the scene.

I have seen the photos, and the texture and material of the mat paper you use are almost exactly the same. 】

The same piece of paper as the thatch, still next to a flayed corpse.

A name immediately popped up in Qin Nuo's mind - Ghost Painted Skin.

Last month, I carried out the task of Weimei Plastic Surgery Hospital, and the scene of hanging a room full of human skins was quite impressive.

At that time, he had guessed that there should be someone else behind the scenes.

It's just that why did the other party go to Neon to make trouble?

Could it be that missing persons often occur in that place, making it easier to attack?

Pressing his thoughts, Qin Nuo replied: [What next? 】

Safia: [There is no follow-up for the time being, my partner is still investigating this matter.

In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that you were not bad in the script mission, and at least had the most basic moral bottom line, I would definitely believe that you have a cooperative relationship with the murderer. 】

Qin Shisan: [Liao Zan Liao Zan. 】

Safia: [I think the murderer may be a player like us, and it is very dangerous.You may meet one day when you hold a toma face paper, so be careful]

Qin Shisan: [Thank you]

After the matter was finished, the Faye girl seemed not interested in continuing the conversation, so she said goodbye hastily and ended the call.

After closing the friend chat, Qin Nuo did not open his eyes, but silently analyzed the information he just obtained.

First of all, it is a full affirmation of his character that he specially contacted and sent information.

Blind guessing is the sympathy for fellow humble wage earners, which occupies a large factor.

Secondly, this Faye girl has a sense of justice, and she is not as repulsive as she appears on the surface.

He is obviously full of disgust for kidnapping and brutally killing a girl, and seems to want to find her out.

Again, the tomb paper appeared in the place where the corpse was dumped, indicating that the murderer was involved with the paper figurine and ghost painted skin.

According to the information obtained from the last regular mission, the production of ghost painted skin needs to peel off the skin of living people.

If this was the purpose, then the disappearance of the entire skin of the corpse would make sense.

Finally, why did the murderer take the victim for up to three months?

Why did you dump the skinless body near the school after the murder?

What the hell is he or they doing? Will there be similar incidents in Xinghai in the future?

A lot of questions lingered in his mind, and Qin Nuo felt a little headache.

It is not a decline in thinking ability, but a normal reaction of the brain that has not been rested for a long time.

"It is estimated that the official agency on the Neon side has noticed this matter."

The sky is falling and there is a tall head, what do you want to do so much as a lone wolf player.

As long as the other party doesn't mess with her...wait.

Qin Nuo seemed to think of something, and secretly clicked on the backpack.

The nine-curved token lying quietly in the column told him a fact.

I'm afraid, probably, maybe, the black hands behind the scenes will come to make trouble sooner or later.

Because the first Jiuqu Token was found in Neon Morita High School.

Chapter 408 Is this camping?

Time flies, time flies.

After more than two hours of driving, the bus finally arrived at its destination—Baima Town.

A tea-producing town that has just taken off its title as a deeply impoverished township for two years.

It is said that when a certain boss went to the countryside to help the poor, he felt that the tea here was very interesting, so he mobilized the Market Supervision Bureau and other departments with a stroke of a pen to establish three professional tea planting cooperatives in Baima Town.

According to the production organization form of "branch + company + base + farmers", the land, labor and assets of farmers are transformed into resources for increasing income and becoming rich.

Clarify the method and proportion of dividends, and increase the income of farmers as the main premise, and establish an interest linkage mechanism that links farmers with farmers, benefits farmers and benefits farmers, and benefits both.

In addition, the construction of mechanical farming roads, ditches, water-saving irrigation projects, widening and oiling of roads, and improvement of road lights along roads and other supporting facilities are quickly completed.

In just a few years, the original deep poverty of Baima Town has been fundamentally improved and revitalized.

All of the above are local humanities introductions read out by the old class holding a loudspeaker.

It is estimated that it is an additional small income-generating project for the school. After all, everyone is responsible for poverty alleviation.

The driver seemed to have received a similar task, deliberately slowing down the speed and driving slowly on the asphalt road around the town, trying his best to show the town to the students.

It's just not very effective.

In the era of pan-entertainment, the flowers of the motherland have already learned about the vast world through multiple channels such as videos, games, and live broadcasts.

The freshness of the first meeting lasted less than 15 minutes before disappearing.

If you want mountains but no mountains, you need water but no water, a corner town has no other bright spots except for the Yingying tea garden in the distance.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting awkward, Lao Ban clapped his hands to refocus the big guys.

"Students, since this is a rare field camp organized by the school, why don't we sing a song to enliven the atmosphere?

Lai Lai Lai put down your cellphones, and I will start you singing along. "

Old Ban cleared his throat, and immediately sang: "Let's row our oars~ The boat pushes away the waves~"

"..."

The atmosphere in the car became inexplicably more silent, only the sound of the wheels of the bus running over the road remained.

Holding the sky in his hands, Lao Ban froze for a moment as he raised his head and looked up at the sky.

No one sang along, which made him very embarrassed.

"Isn't this a nursery rhyme?"

"I remember this song older than my grandma."

"Lao Ban is only 30 years old this year, how does it feel like he is living in the last century?"

"I've never heard of it. What's the lyrics? Someone put it out, don't leave the class teacher hanging there."

The students whispered.

It's not intentional to embarrass Lao Ban, but I really haven't heard of it.

The usual learning tasks are heavy enough, how can I have the time to review the children's songs from N years ago.

Wouldn't it be good to do two more math problems with this skill?

"Qin Nuo, as the squad leader, shouldn't you set an example?"

Fu Xiaodie poked her elbow, squinted her eyes and said in a low voice, "It's so embarrassing for Lao Ban to stand alone."

"Then, as the study committee member and the number one dog in the old class, shouldn't you immediately go up and make a rescue?"

Qin Nuo still maintained the cross-legged sitting posture, and replied indifferently.

"What doglegs, I respect the teacher."

Fu Xiaodie rolled her eyes in disgust: "I thought everyone was like you, calling all the teachers brothers and sisters."

"It's called Wangnianjiao. When you first entered high school, you didn't know how popular I was. Every day, the teacher called me to come home to taste my cooking skills."

"Hehe, it is obvious that you have no money to eat, so you have the audacity to go to the teacher's house to grab a meal.

I remember that you even sold your second-hand bicycles at that time, and you have been riding shared bicycles ever since. "

"Is there?"

Qin Nuo scratched his head, pretending that he didn't remember.

"Hmph, do you do this kind of thing less?

When I was in junior high school, I helped the lower grades with homework, used chess software to play chess with the uncle on the side of the road, collected cigarette butts for eggs, and then made egg custard and sold them for breakfast at the school gate.

Go to major supermarkets to try food stalls for free drinks and snacks, pick up foreign garbage at garbage stations, refurbish and hang salted fish..."

"Stop, stop, my glorious image will be gone if I continue talking."

"I don't think your reputation in school is a positive image."

Their noisy voices are not too small, but fortunately, the surrounding students are accustomed to the singing and singing of these two.

It's rare to come out to play and think about it so much.

The old class who stood on the spot took the opportunity to take the opportunity to get off the donkey and sit back in the co-pilot seat.

While holding the thermos cup back and forth and rubbing it back and forth, he looked out the window, pretending to be attracted by something.

As for singing, liven up the atmosphere?I really am not that material.

The driver next to him sensibly turned on the speaker in the car to remind the students to fasten their seat belts. Uncle is going to speed up soon!

10 minute later.

"This... is where we camped?"

Fu Xiaodie blinked her pretty eyes, her small face was filled with the astonishment of "No, no, this is camping".

If it is said that before the departure, the students still had a little fantasy about camping, thinking that it was an outdoor travel activity like a caravan trip.

Then dozens of military trucks, off-road vehicles, and green military camp tents parked in front of them mercilessly shattered the dreams of boys and girls.

Yes, it really is.

Qin Nuo, who felt something was wrong earlier, curled his lips, trying to put on a surprised expression.

Inexplicably, a field camp was held, and it was only aimed at Xiangyang High School with the best grades.

There are problems when you think about it.

"That classmate,"

The corners of Lao Ban's mouth rose wildly, as if he was very satisfied with everyone's appearance: "You have all seen it, this is the venue for our wild camping this time.

From now on, you will receive a three-day military training experience.

The officers in charge of the training are elite-level instructors who are carefully selected by the Xinghai People's Armed Forces Department and have rich teaching experience.

During this period, you need to strictly follow the instructions of the instructor and complete all training experience items carefully.

No matter how hard and tired you are, you have to survive these three days. "

Old Ban paused, and continued: "As the first batch of participants in the Xinghai Ministry of Education's college entrance examination reform project, if you perform well in the three-day training, you will directly get 20 extra points for the college entrance examination."

20 point?

Veterans who won second-class military exploits during their service took the college entrance examination with only this score.

Xinghai made a generous move.

"What counts as outstanding performance? Is there a quota limit?

10-meter target shooting, 100 guns and 20 rings, unarmed combat to win ten instructors, or run an armed 5-kilometer cross-country in [-] minutes? "

Qin Nuo asked casually.

Lao Ban glared at him angrily, thinking that you are the only one who talks too much.

And how many projects you mentioned can be done by ordinary people?

It's just for you to experience, it's not for cultivating a soldier king.

"Student, we will not arrange too strict training programs, and there is no limit on the number of people."

Just when Lao Ban was about to answer Qin Nuo's question, a voice sounded from the side.

Following the sound, I saw a woman in a black uniform walking quickly accompanied by two officers.