Little Cthulhu [Quick Transmigration]

The two of them were sitting in the taxi going back, Qin Yu was wearing earphones, Chu Yang had already fallen asleep curled up next to him, with his head on his shoulder, with a little mark on his face, looking very cute.

Qin Yu played with the small button recorder with his fingers, while clicking on the audio imported into the phone, and listened to it again.

There was a current sound in the earphone first, and then a processed indistinct sound, he frowned.

Ji Zhishi, Xie He, Chu Yang, and several other male voices, although they couldn't hear the specific content clearly, but judging from the tone of their voices, it was indeed them.

He was startled suddenly, pulled back the progress bar, and listened to it several times——

In the last part of the recording, there was a weird background sound. He hadn't figured out what it was, but now he found that it was actually a happy birthday tune, but after processing, it became very shrill and harsh.

"Qin Yu...?" Chu Yang called him in a daze, and after a while he raised his head from his shoulder, looked at the black button tape recorder in his hand, "Are you still listening to this?"

"Yeah." Qin Yu put this away, "I don't want to listen anymore."

He almost understood it too.

At that time, Xie He said that he could hear voices outside the window at night, so he went to the window to check. Sure enough, he reached out and found this small button recorder in the crack of the wall outside the window—it was very small, hidden in the crack of the wall where weeds grew , stuck with chewing gum.

But he didn't tell Xie He, just shook his head at Xie He.

The other party was pale and speechless.

Qin Yu stood beside his bed, rubbing the tape recorder: "Get out of here."

Then he and Chu Yang left. He used his credits to copy the contents of the tape recorder to his mobile phone, and secretly adjusted the hospital's surveillance system, intercepting the scene of a volunteer cleaner entering the Xiehe ward. Opportunity, put the tape recorder outside.

Although he was wearing a mask, judging from his body shape, he was indeed smelling the fragrance.

But it's not enough, this bit of evidence is not enough to defeat Wen Xiang, not enough for him to sway the opponent.

Most of the things Xie He encountered before were related to Wen Xiang. The other party caught Xie He with a ghost in his heart and kept provoking him. This audio is also the same, that post is also the same, and the continuous footsteps are also... She wants to let Xie He He regretted it and asked the other party to make an atonement.

Redemption, redemption for what sin?

"Chuyang."

"Huh?" Chu Yang responded in a low voice.

"Do you want Ji Zhishi and Xie He to regret it?" Qin Yu asked.

I saw the other party staring at the pale back of his hand for a while, and then said: "What's the use of regretting?"

The system text message notification tone suddenly sounded, and Chu Yang subconsciously pressed the phone in the pocket of the sweater.

Qin Yu looked at Chuyang: "Why don't you take it out and have a look?"

"Advertising text messages... a lot recently." Chu Yang took out his mobile phone and wanted to delete the text messages, but was pulled away by a hand.

Qin Yu clicked on the mailbox, and there was only one multimedia message, and the sender claimed to be YY9278.

Inside is a photo, only a slender pale forearm, with countless scars in a mess, most of which were cut open with blunt instruments, and it looks hideous when it grows up.

"This is the advertising text message you mentioned?" Qin Yu deleted the text message and restored the previously deleted receipt and sending records, "Is it Wenxiang?"

The other party didn't care that she was discovered, maybe she was using YY9278's identity to threaten Chuyang.

Like a puppy being trained, Chuyang lowered his head: "Well... I just think that I can solve it by myself."

"Maybe you can." Qin Yu was not angry, "But we are looking for evidence to stop each other."

He browsed through the text messages slowly, frowning.

The messages started to be sent last night, and there have been nearly a hundred messages so far. After several rounds of fighting at Chu Yang's house, it was too late to clean it up, so Qin Yu took him back to the rental house.

I thought I would suffer from insomnia when someone was around me, but I didn't expect that it would be morning when I woke up.

Wen Xiang probably went to Chuyang's house, and sent a text message after rushing to nothing. At first, it was:

——"You are not at home, where are you?"

— "Are you with him?"

- "What are you two doing?"

……

Later, he became irritable, and the content of the text messages he sent became chaotic.

There are photos of Chuyang's home, the black cup in the garbage bag, text messages urging him to go back, and repeated courtship text messages intermittently...

Afterwards, he posted the scars on his body, photos of Chu Yang with strange angles, and audio photos from Xie He's phone.

"It's really perverted." Qin Yu commented, and then completely deleted these text messages, "Did she threaten you with these before?"

Before Chuyang could speak, another new text message came.

——"Look who came to see you, aren't you going home yet?"

Then there was a photo, in which only the messy floor of Chu Yang's house had not been tidied up in time, Wen Xiang was wearing pink rabbit slippers and a pair of clean old leather shoes.

Qin Yu frowned, only to hear Chu Yang's trembling voice: "Teacher Li?"

Qin Yu took the mobile phone and dialed the incoming number.

beep, beep...

When the phone rang for the seventh time, the other party answered the phone with a relaxed and happy tone: "Hey, Yangyang, are you finally willing to call me?"

"I'm going to die of anxiety. I cleaned up the house for you and brought your favorite grilled fish. Come back quickly."

"Ms. Li is here too. I called him and said you were missing, so he came."

"why do not you talk?"

The other party was silent for a while: "... Qin Yu?"

Then it suddenly became gloomy: "Why are you? Where is Chuyang?"

"I just want to tell you that Chuyang's room is different from the old teaching building of the school. There are surveillance over there." Qin Yu said in a cold tone, "I have already called the police, and the police will arrive in about 10 minutes."

The other side cursed a curse word.

The phone hangs up.

Seeing Chuyang staring at him stupidly, Qin Yu was still in the mood to joke with him: "Have you learned it?"

"What did you learn?" Chu Yang asked.

"If you have anything to do, call the police uncle." Qin Yu's voice was low and deep, "You can also call Brother Qin Yu."

Chu Yang stayed for a few seconds, and then burned up. He stuttered and didn't say a word for a long time, and finally nodded sullenly.

So scary, so dangerous.

As long as this person is willing, he can be the most considerate and gentle person in the world. Even if he knows that the other party's fangs are poisonous, he will still be confused by the beautiful patterns.

"Now what?"

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows: "It's nothing to do. I'll take you to dinner and then go back to rest. There will be results tomorrow."

"But Teacher Li..." Chu Yang's speech was cut off by Qin Yu before it was finished.

"It's okay, the police should have already passed by." Qin Yu laughed, "I sent a text message to call the police, and I saw a thief enter the neighbor's house."

"Someone should go to the area, let Wen Xiang explain herself."

Qin Yu took Chuyang to a hot pot restaurant near the school, and the other party was always a little perfunctory when eating, and he could solve it with bread, and never ate rice or noodles.

The hot red oil soup was tumbling in the pot, and Chu Yang was eagerly watching Qin Yu's scalding duck intestines. It was so hot that he couldn't breathe, his lips were red and swollen, but he was greedy.

He endured it for a while and asked, "...Is this delicious?"

Qin Yu put it in his bowl: "You'll know if you try it."

Chuyang blew on the duck intestines, and put them in his mouth, his expression was strange from the heat, his cheeks puffed up, and he was so alive.

He is like all seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys in the world, greedy for food, crying and laughing, and curious about everything in this vast land.

"Crack."

Chu Yang's expression changed instantly.

Qin Yu leaned out from behind the phone, as if he didn't notice anything, hooked his neck and pulled him a little closer, and showed him the photo: "Does it look good? It's cute, I'll set up a desktop."

In the photo, the hot mist from the hot pot softens everything. The pale boy with soft hair puffed up his cheeks and chewed earnestly, staring at the crystal bag floating in the pot. red.

Chuyang was a little dazed at first, he never thought he was cute or good-looking, and it was the first time he looked at himself in the camera like this.After hearing the second half of Qin Yu's sentence, he finally came to his senses: "No, no...don't put it on the table."

being shy.

It was already night when I returned to the rental house, and Qin Yu bought stomach medicine at the pharmacy.

Holding the plastic bag, he suddenly whispered: "It seems that I can't sleep anymore."

The light came on, and a petite figure was sitting on the sofa. She slowly turned her head and said with a smile, "Yangyang."