Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

How could someone who always spoke softly and with his head down suddenly become so bold?

Wang Xingyi stared at Han Feng, whose face and neck were red, and asked, "Do you know what you are saying?"

What are you talking about... It took Han Feng two seconds to react, and he was shocked by the bold words just now.

He propped himself up in panic and heard a strange noise outside the door.

The two of them were startled. Wang Xingyi was the first to come to his senses, pulling Han Feng up and stuffing him into the quilt. Then, he grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands and swung hard to the bottom of the bed!

Feeling someone outside the door, Han Feng grabbed the quilt and curled up into a ball.

At this moment, he really wanted to hold Wang Xingyi's hand. That way, no matter what happened or who came in, he would not be afraid.

The old wooden frames bumped against each other, making faint clanging sounds.

Are you coming in?

But the sound didn't sound like the door opening, but... the small glass window on the wooden door!

Han Feng closed his eyes tightly, trying his best to suppress his trembling body.

Xingyi is here, Xingyi is here, he is not alone, they will be fine.

He repeated it over and over in his mind, Wang Xingyi's name was his amulet.

Behind his head, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and Han Feng's heart was hanging in the air.

He couldn't help but hold his breath until a hand grabbed the corner of the quilt above his head and pulled it open!

Han Feng's whole body trembled, and a very familiar voice sounded beside the bed.

"what are you doing?"

Han Feng opened his eyes in surprise, only to see Wang Xingyi looking like he had a headache.

"You are so timid, what are you going to do in the future?"

"Xingyi?" Han Feng stood up hurriedly and looked behind him, "Where is he?"

He clearly heard an unusual sound.

"Not in."

"The window rang?"

Wang Xingyi turned around, picked up a lively caterpillar from the ground, and said, "What are you talking about?"

Han Feng shrank back in fear, his voice becoming unclear: "Where, where did it come from?"

“Are you afraid of caterpillars?”

Although he didn't want to be disliked by Xingyi, he thought about it and nodded, not being good at lying: "A little bit."

"That's right." Wang Xingyi turned around and took a garbage bag, and walked towards the door while saying, "Don't come down."

"What?" Han Feng leaned forward and was stunned!

The dormitory gate and the nearby ground were almost crawling with all kinds of ugly insects!

Han Feng took a breath of cold air.

He couldn't believe that there were such vicious people in the orphanage.

Although so many insects would not harm him, they were enough to scare him and cause him psychological trauma.

Why do this?

Where on earth did he go wrong?

One after another, Wang Xingyi put all the insects he saw into plastic bags as quickly as possible.

He sealed the bag and threw it into the trash can. When he turned around to look for a flashlight, he noticed Han Feng, who looked distressed.

"do not worry about it."

Han Feng raised his eyes and saw Wang Xingyi opening the cabinet as if he was at home and taking out a high-power flashlight.

"It's hard to please everyone. It's not just that no matter how a dish tastes, some people like it and some people hate it. So, no matter whether you are good or bad, whether you laugh or cry, as long as some people like you, there will be some people who hate you. Since you can't please everyone, then please yourself."

Catching the bugs that ran behind the cabinet one by one, Wang Xingyi sighed: "Children are children. Even their means of revenge are so childish."

If it were him, what just came through the window would definitely be the flash of swords and sabers.

Puff! Han Feng laughed.

"You are a child, yet you say that other people's means of revenge are childish."

Wang Xingyi was not convinced: "I am just young in age, but I am not young in mind."

"Really?"

"Of course. Otherwise, if you change someone else, do you think he can understand your confession?"

Confess...confess!

"Also." Wang Xingyi turned around and asked, "Are you gay?"

Han Feng was terrified.

For a moment, my cheeks felt like they were burning with flames, and the burning pain spread to my ears.

He quickly lowered his head, looked at the feet moving back and forth in front of him, and clenched his fists in confusion.

After a while, Wang Xingyi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, there are no more bugs."

Han Feng raised his face guiltily, and saw him standing in the middle with his hands on his hips, looking straight at him.

Han Feng's breathing stammered, and he explained stutteringly: "Xingyi, what just now was not a confession."

Wang Xingyi raised the end of his eyebrows and said bluntly: "It's either better or troublesome."

Han Feng's tense nerves relaxed the moment he finished speaking.

He stared at him blankly, his fingertips trembling.

"what happened?"

Han Feng quickly shook his head and forced a bitter smile.

"I'm glad you're okay." Wang Xingyi looked at his watch and said, "It's one in the morning. I guess he won't come a second time. Lie down and tell me about Li Shangyuan."

Han Feng shook his head again: "It's not certain whether he did it or not, there's nothing to say."

"What if he did it?"

"If so, I think I know why. I'll give him back what he deserves."

"He deserves it? What?"

Han Feng felt like tears were about to fall. He pulled up the quilt and lay back on the bed with his back facing Wang Xingyi.

"If it's him, I'll talk to you. Go to bed first."

Wang Xingyi was very unhappy with Han Feng's evasive reaction.

He kicked away the slippers that were blocking his way and crawled back under the bed angrily.

Early in the morning, Han Feng got up early to tidy up.

According to the agreed plan, he not only has to go to tutoring today, but also has to study in the library.

Before leaving, he squatted down and looked at Wang Xingyi who was still sleeping, his eyes dim.

After what happened last night, he seemed to have become even more timid.

He was afraid to face the sober Wang Xingyi. No matter whether he looked at him with disgust, concern, or indifference, he couldn't accept it calmly.

Han Feng left the spare key on the note and went out early.

At noon, Wang Xingyi slowly opened his eyes.

He looked at the bed right in front of him, thinking that Han Feng was still sleeping on it obediently.

Suddenly, the key was inserted into the keyhole and turned twice.

Lock it?

Han Feng went out? Locked him in the dormitory, and came back?

Also, what time is it? Should he go to tutoring?

As the footsteps got closer, Wang Xingyi turned his head and saw a pair of completely unfamiliar feet standing in front of the cabinet.

coming!

The murderer who destroyed the book!

Wang Xingyi held his breath, his head full of what Bai Jianan had said to him.

"Remember, no matter who the murderer is or what he wants to do when he sneaks into Han Feng's room, you must stay calm and never come out."

"Don't forget how you got into Han Feng's dormitory. If you cause a commotion, you will be unable to explain yourself just like the murderer."

"As for the evidence, you don't have to worry about it. Don't forget who installed the hidden camera yesterday."

Pinhole camera.

Thinking of what happened between him and Han Feng last night, Wang Xingyi suddenly felt a headache.

They fed each other, he was inexplicably angry, Han Feng pulled him out, threw himself on him and confessed loudly...

There is no doubt that this was a thrilling live broadcast.