Peach Blossom Debt

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Title: Author: Luo Anzhi

Author: Luo Anzhi

Copywriter:

This is a relaxed campus romance story between a perfect narcissistic young master and a money-worshiping time-traveling girl.

This is Xiaoqing who seeks warmth and healing after being stimulated by bloody horror and violence without restraint.

Here is the human love that may be ordinary or gorgeous or dazzling or low-key and warm.

Here it is, King VS Queen.

With the Ice Emperor as the center, it radiates the entire country.

Don't owe debts to peach blossoms——

Welcome to the world of Prince of Tennis

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☆、Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·Introduction

Ice Emperor, a well-known private aristocratic academy in Tokyo, Japan.

There are three major forces in the school that cannot be provoked.

First, the student union led by Jing Wu, Emperor of the Ice Emperor;

Second, the powerful support team of the princes of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club;

The third is the mysterious secret society of the Ice Empress—Peach Blossom Fan.

A. Out of the blue, in debt first

☆、Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·A Prologue

Junior High School Alumni Exchange Station→Bingdi Alumni Rose Garden→Afternoon Tea Area

Theme: A post asking for help to implement love and justice!The 180th rejected bento!

The first floor#Bentangmei's daily life

Like the title, I'm about to cry!This is already the 180th time I have been rejected for a bento!

Am I really a bento for a lifetime?

It's almost a month since the new school started!Who can save my bento everyday! (tears streaming down my face)

Second floor #拉尊professional

1 years of professional respect.

Visually, the landlord is a persevering boy!

After being rejected 180 times, I can still do it so virtuously!So cute must not be a girl!

The third floor#soft girl locator

Upstairs is acting stupid while losing morals!

Didn't you see the host's happy girl ID! "Daily Life of Bento Girl" is so girly!

in addition!Perseverance can also be a woman!

Fourth Floor

Upstairs is the same as breaking morals!

If it was a female man, she would have been directly pushed down!Grab the prince's hand and cook porridge with Hemeimei.

Remember to eat red bean rice!

The fifth floor#Lovely and charming villains

After the appraisal, what fell upstairs was chastity.

There are always villains who can beat mandarin ducks in the world, just like there are always princes and princes who are more powerful than female men in the world!

wrong!

In the world, there will always be a prince whose fighting power is stronger than that of a female man!It's like there are always villains who beat mandarin ducks in the world!

But having said that, the idea upstairs is great!Thumbs up!Where did the landlord go!The landlord should not try it!

Seek practice!Please operate!Ask for the process!Ask for a live broadcast!

Sixth floor#soft girl locator

The owner is gone!

Speaking of female men, a serious question comes to mind (set your face).

Is the recipient of the bento mentioned by the host a man or a woman?

This is really serious, and it is related to whether justice still exists in this world! (righteous words)

Seventh floor#Bentangmei's daily life

I'm back... I'm a girl!The subject is a man!

Also...Compared to the other party, I'm just a scum with a combat power of five, and it's just a dream to overthrow or something.

Eighth floor#Full of bad ideas

Looks like I found an interesting post.

Does a dream refer to a spring (beep——) dream?

A slag with a combat power of five doesn't need to worry about it, just give some medicine or hug the public and shout molestation or something.

Those who should be responsible should be responsible, and those who are not responsible, cough, are not good people.

Ninth Floor

The upstairs is not full of bad ideas, but full of boiled rice paste.

Tenth floor#soft girl locator

Before I knew it, the middle building was crooked! (thriller)

The landlord turned out to be a scumbag with a combat power of five!

The landlord's soft girl is correct, and the identification is complete.

Eleventh Floor

The landlord's soft girl is correct, and the identification is complete.

Twelfth Floor

The landlord's soft girl is correct, and the identification is complete.

[It turned out to be a soft girl, so sad, I thought I could see a BL reality drama that tortured the heart and lungs. (You are enough)]

[Sure enough, the reality is cruel! (You are really enough)]

Thirteenth floor#A passerby who runs after the tail of the times

The landlord's soft girl is correct, and the identification is complete.

[It looks very fun, I'll join in too. 】

Fourteenth Floor#Wall Poster Advertisement Publisher

Bento girl's bento, professional bento 180 a day: the current price is discounted, only [-], only [-]!

Not your illusion!Not your hallucinations!Not your dream when your brain is concussed by a tennis ball!

Hurry up and pick up the phone to order!Nine hundred and ninety-eight, unexpected low price, unexpected benefits!

As long as nine nine eight!

Fifteenth Floor

Let me summarize two points,

First, the formation has been destroyed;

Second, the building is really crooked.

Sixteenth Floor#Di Tanghua of Emperor Support Group

Who are you criticizing here!It is not allowed to criticize the prince!

I want to ask the moderator to seal the post!

Seventeenth floor#Lovely and charming villains

Yo heh.

Have we criticized the prince yet?

Eighteenth floor#soft girl locator

Yo heh.

You didn't name them, why are you so nervous.

Nineteenth Floor#The Daisy Flower of Emperor Support Group

You have mentioned the prince!

[-]th Floor

Yo, we have the right to free speech, you gaffe.

The prince refers to the prince charming in every soft girl's mind, not necessarily the supreme princes in our mind!

21F# Full of bad ideas

Hehe, to say something like blocking posts, when the forum was established, the rules of the forum have been established, freedom of speech.

There is definitely more paste than I have in my head.

22F

Obviously, this brain is not a paste, this is a tofu project.

23rd floor#Lovely and charming villains

Upstairs ruined my lovely formation, so sad.

But a lot of laughs!Thumbs up!

24th Floor

Stop arguing, I didn't say prince!

25th floor#Steak is medium rare

Ahem, the support group has disappeared, it's confirmed.

Secondly, the building is crooked and confirmed to be correct.

Again, the host must be a newcomer to the forum!He didn't even know to ask Peach Blossom Fan for help.

26th Floor

That's right, it would be good to ask Taohua Fan for help, the poster is definitely a newcomer to the forum!

27F

The two upstairs don't lure newcomers to jump into the pit at will, they will lose their morals if they break the lower limit without integrity.

28th floor#Monster loves zombie movies

The Peach Blossom Fan is a willing pit that makes people jump.

Since the host said that he wanted to save the declining enthusiasm and full love (crossed out), then the Peach Blossom Fan is really great.

As long as the starting price is paid. (smirk)

29th floor#Steak is medium rare

I said it was impossible for no one to know about Peach Blossom Fan, why no one mentioned it.

That's the standard: the starting price is given, and the solution is difficult.

Thirty Floor#Full of Bad Ideas

Oops, your brains are muddier than mine.

Peach Blossom Fan is not something that children can provoke by playing house!

Girls from the landlord, please be safe, don't just listen to the temptations of everyone upstairs.

The Peach Blossom Fan is a more terrifying existence than the Seven Unbelievable Tales on campus!

Listen to what you say—no, listen to what Lao Tzu says!

Girl from the host, since 180 was rejected once, it is obvious that the other party is not interested in you!Just give up.

In life, you can't ask for it by force.

There is a vast forest outside, why hang yourself on a tree!

31th floor#Monster loves zombie movies

Just tell the truth. (spread hands)

We are pure-hearted and enthusiastic about helping others.

Being able to stick to 180 once shows that I really like it, how could I give up so easily.

So I have provided an effective solution.

32th Floor

So, what is peach blossom fan?

Ask for an answer!Seek the correct answer!Ask for analysis!

33th Floor

The owner really doesn't know!

How much the landlord asks for!Is pocket money enough?

34th Floor#WanzunProfessional Household

Mistake made a mistake, and visually judged that the landlord still fell into the clutches of the Peach Blossom Fan.

It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, the girl we can't save, there's nothing we can do.

35th Floor

It seems that except for the host, everyone is in the deep water area of ​​the forum.

I know the Peach Blossom Fan very well.

36th floor#Monster loves zombie movies

I have heard that peach blossom fan is not a very normal thing.

Didn't you also hear about it? @35F

37th Floor

and so!

What exactly is a peach blossom fan! ! !

38th floor#Wall sticker advertisement issuer

Peach Blossom Fan, Professional Helper: The current price is discounted, only [-], only [-]!

Not your illusion!Not your hallucinations!Not the (beep-) dream you had when your brain was concussed by a tennis ball!

Hurry up and pick up the phone to order!Nine hundred and ninety-eight, unexpected low price, unexpected benefits!

As long as nine nine eight!

The above are all bad jokes. (serious)

The price of the peach blossom fan, even the old man who is the descendant of the No. 18 profiteer, can't afford it.

Black market black price, little sister, don't join in the fun if you have nothing to do.

I'm really going to die~

39th floor#soft girl locator

Another soft girl is about to fall.

I want to open a warehouse to release food! ! ! ——No, I want to close the door and let the dogs go! ! ! ——Still wrong!

I want to do justice for the heavens! ! !

[-]F

The paranoia attack upstairs, please call the nearest hospital.

41th floor#Steak is medium rare

Even a ghost in the Ice Emperor knows that the Peach Blossom Fan can't be offended, so if you want to do justice for the sky, do you want to do it yourself? @39F

42th Floor

So what exactly is the Peach Blossom Fan? ! !

Why don't I know anything that even a ghost knows? ! ! (Please don't ignore it!)

43th Floor#WanzunProfessional Household

Oops!The girl growled.

Show up, monster!

44th floor#Monster loves zombie movies

Cough cough, sister of the host, if you want to know, just change the title and post a post.

Change the request for help to despair and re-post, whatever the host girl wants!

Don't be afraid that you can't get it, just be afraid that you can't think of it, don't be afraid that you can't think of it, just be afraid that you don't have money to ask for it!

Serious advice to the hostess - before that, count the money in your wallet to see if it is enough!

45F# Full of bad ideas

said!Really said it!

On the 44th floor, it is really "dead or dead". (beat the ground)

What a joy to say. (beat the ground)

46th Floor

Landlord, I wish you (beep——) good luck.

47th Floor#WanzunProfessional Household

We retreat strategically.

48rd floor#Lovely and charming villains

Yo heh.

Landlord, have you heard of it?The Ice Emperor's three unchallenged forces...

Hehehehe... (smiling)

49th floor#桃花酒team leader

Is your money still enough to spend?

Junior High School Alumni Exchange Station→Bingdi Alumni Rose Garden→Afternoon Tea Area

Theme: Desperate Posts Carrying Out Love and Justice!The 180th rejected bento!

The first floor#Bentangmei's daily life

Like the title, I'm about to cry!This is already the 180th time I have been rejected for a bento!

Am I really a bento for a lifetime?

It's almost a month since the new school started!Who can save my bento everyday! (tears streaming down my face)

Changed to a desperate post...and then...

So, what is peach blossom fan?

The second floor#桃花酒team leader

Whether you are a soft girl or a female man, whether you are a rough man or a handsome man, are you desperate for life?Do you still want a chance of change?Whenever you need help, if you can afford it—

Please check the text message on your mobile phone and call back the number left by the new text message.

The black market does not bargain, and is willing to serve you.

The peach blossom fan is waiting for you.

The author has something to say: Opened a hole ha ha ha ha ha...

The long awaited...

Heal the warmth and freshness...

Let's have a laugh...

- falling cat

-June 2013, 8

☆、Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·A Chapter [-]

If one day, you can travel through——

①Travel mode:

A. Soul wear; B. Body wear; C. Soul body wear

②Traveling mechanism:

A. public relations; B. private; C. mixed ownership

③Traveling type:

A. group; B single; C drag

④ Time-travel bonus:

A. supernormal; B. normal; C. low normal

⑤Through landing point:

A. Where important people are; B. Crime scene; C. Random

Off-white ceiling.

The thick curtains were drawn tightly, and the lights were on in the room, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

The round clock on the wall said nine past ten.

When Bei Guran stood up danglingly while supporting one side of the cardboard box, his eyes were still a little dizzy and his legs were slightly numb.In addition, my stomach hurts a bit, like the nausea of ​​motion sickness, if I want to find a noun to describe it—it is probably the aftereffect of being topsy-turvy.

She covered her stomach, resisting the urge to rub it.

Although rubbing her belly has the four major benefits of promoting intestinal peristalsis, eliminating constipation, losing weight, helping sleep, and preventing diseases, but I'm afraid she will spit out some not-so-good things after rubbing twice now.

Bei Guran raised his head slightly, and stood there for a while, clutching his stomach.

"A Bei, are you okay!" At this time, a person came up.

"..." Bei Guran stretched out his hand without saying a word, and pressed the other person's forehead precisely without even lowering his head.The person was petite and her voice was clear and clear. She was a girl, wearing a white knit jacket, her whole face was hidden under the hood with long rabbit ears, only her slightly round chin was exposed.

"Ah Bei, I can't see it anymore." The girl didn't fuss, her face was completely covered when the hood was pushed down.

"I don't think it's very good." Bei Guran said.

"Oh." The girl replied.

After a while, she came back to her senses as if she was unresponsive and said, "But Ah Bei, you look pretty good."

"It just looks like riding a roller coaster will feel better than this." Bei Guran let go of his hand and said as he glanced around.

"Oh." The girl replied again.

After a while, she said again: "Then are you okay now?" She reached into the hood, as if scratching her ears.

Bei Guran was silent for a while, and reached out to touch her stomach, "It was the right choice not to eat before crossing." She said unhurriedly.

"Oh." The girl covered her hood with one hand, raised her head slightly, only showing her slightly rounded chin, "Abei, are you hungry?" She was puzzled by the voice and tone.

"..." Bei Guran breathed a sigh of relief, "Your reflex arc can take you to elope to the moon and come back."

The girl tilted her head, "What is that?"

Bei Guran: "..."

She finally looked away and said, "That's not something to be concerned about."

"Oh." The girl nodded, and the long rabbit ears hanging from the rabbit ear hood trembled.

"Compared to that," Bei Guran pointed to the cardboard box that she used as an armrest, but was slightly crushed, "First of all, you didn't say that dragging in the crossing category refers to putting people into cardboard boxes. Drag it in the box."

The girl tilted her head, and it took a long time to realize what Bei Guran said, "Isn't this just procrastination?" She asked suspiciously.

"..." Bei Guran was silent for a while.

The girl's eyes hidden behind the hood stared at Bei Guran suspiciously, innocently, and without blinking.

Bei Guran breathed a sigh of relief for the second time, as if giving up on the question, and pointed to the floor on the other side, "Secondly, I remember that I wear it with a soul body." Her other hand felt a little headache Rubbing between his brows, "What is this?"

The girl's gaze followed her hand.

His eyes fell on the floor.

The floor of the room was covered with a thick carpet, gray and fluffy, and it felt very warm.

"..." The girl leaned forward and squatted down, as if observing for a long time.

"A corpse," she said.

"You need to capture the main points of my words more accurately." Bei Guran's tone was light, and he could hardly hear the emotion.

"Oh." The girl answered first, and then tilted her head after a while, "What's the point?"

"It doesn't matter which one," Bei Guran breathed out lightly, clutching his stomach to make sure he had recovered, and then slowly said, "Third, you didn't say that the random selection of the crossing point refers to the first two options. Random." She stepped out of the cardboard box, and also looked at the girl lying on the floor, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, silent.To be precise, the girl who fell to the ground had no breathing, pulse, or heartbeat. Just like the squatting girl said, she was a corpse, and she couldn't die anymore.

"Ah Bei, she looks so familiar." said the squatting girl.

"..." Bei Guran also squatted down, lowered his cold gaze, and then placed a palm on the back of the petite girl's head, "Don't you just look like me, don't be stupid." Her words followed come.

"Oh." The girl tilted her head, as if suddenly enlightened.

Bei Guran frowned slightly, just about to speak, as if trying to stop the girl from continuing.

"A Bei, so you have twin sisters!" the girl said.

"..." Bei Guran slapped the girl on the back of the head again, "It's not from the same world, sisters, idiot." But she still looked at the girl's body and frowned. It is said that there is almost no difference between them except for the difference in hairstyle. Anyone who looks at it will think they are twin sisters.

"Oh," the girl nodded, "but you killed her, Ah Bei." She pointed to the girl's body and said.

"..." Bei Guran's third palm fell, "You can hit it."

"Hey? Really?" The girl scratched her braid, her voice full of surprise.

"..." Bei Guran squatted and looked at it for a while, then looked up at the round clock on the wall, the pointer was already pointing to 37:10, she lowered her head and glanced at the girl's body again, "Four [-] minutes He stopped breathing before, and died of illness."

The girl slightly turned her head to look at Bei Guran, "Ah Bei, why do you always act like you are witnessing a murder at a crime scene."

"First of all, she died of illness, not a crime scene." Bei Guran's tone was flat, "Secondly, the heater was turned on in the room, and the room temperature was 27 degrees Celsius, which is normal temperature. It is normal for a corpse to be cold. It takes 10 minutes to two hours for a person to die. Her fingertips, nose tip, and ear shells are already stiff." She turned her head and glanced at the girl in the rabbit ear hood, "She died of illness before we came."

"Oh." The girl nodded, "What disease did she die of?"

"..." Bei Guran passed the girl, his eyes fell on the messy things on the table, and he replied flatly, "Heart attack."

The girl in the rabbit ear hood seemed to tilt her head and thought for a while, then reached out and picked up one of the messy pills scattered all over the floor, and observed, "Oh, this is, Jiuxin Pill." She concluded.

"Heart disease medicine, heart-saving pill." Bei Guran said, with a somewhat indifferent expression, "her face, lips, and nails have obvious bruises, and her fingers are fat and deformed, which obviously don't fit her body shape, and she sprinkled it all over the floor. The heart medicine that was too late to take.”

"A Bei, why is it four and ten minutes? Not five and ten minutes, and not half an hour?" the girl asked.

"..." Bei Guran was silent for a moment, "Intuition."

"Oh." Although Bei Guran's words sounded very unreliable, the girl in the rabbit ear hood was not surprised and was quite convinced by Bei Guran's answer.

Then the girl said firmly, "A Bei, you seem to be in trouble."

"Obviously you brought me this trouble." Bei Guran said without looking back, his eyes fell on the table indifferently, "Don't leave your fingerprints here, you don't have files in this world, don't cause unnecessary Trouble." Her tone was cold, her voice was cold and slightly ruthless.

"Oh." The girl nodded obediently, and handed the pill she touched with her fingerless gloves to Bei Guran's hand, not at all unhappy because of her cold and slightly reprimanding tone.

"Go back and take the cardboard box with you." Bei Guran took the pills and put them in his pocket. He glanced across the table, as if he was looking for something.

"Oh, is she going to take it away?" The girl put her hands behind her head, holding her rabbit ear hood, and nodded obediently.

"Hmm..." Bei Guran pondered for a moment, "No need." She finally said.

"Oh." The girl answered bluntly.

"Oh...that's right," Bei Guran turned his head suddenly, "Next time..." There is no third person in the room, or there is no second living person. She helped her forehead and added the second half of the sentence , "Next time, don't take people across."

Bei Guran sighed softly, his eyes swept across the room.

Normal bed, table, chairs, lamps - no personal items other than what's on the table top, no sign of a personal room, plus no wardrobe...

Is it a hotel or an ordinary small hotel.

Ordinary small hotels are nothing, the hotels probably have surveillance cameras.

Bei Guran folded his hands and tapped his index fingers lightly.

If she hadn't crossed over here, the girl's body would have been discovered soon after, and the police station would have been notified, her identity identified, her family notified, and finally the funeral arranged.This process requires no suspicion.

The problem is, her sudden unnatural time travel cannot be explained.

In addition, wearing the soul body means that she is now a black household here.

Her eyes glanced over the girl's body on the ground, and then landed on the table again.

The clothes are made of good materials, the backpacks used are expensive, and there are cosmetics... Is the family well off?

Bei Guran lowered her eyes slightly, and saw that she was wearing knitted gloves with finger points on her hands, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised.

The next moment, she stretched out her hand and opened the side zipper of the backpack on the table, revealing a small booklet. On the front was a shield-like logo with a big "Emperor" written in the middle, surrounded by It looks like a wheat ear, with a crown on it and the letters "HYOTEIGAKUEN" underneath.

It was a student card.

"Ice Emperor Academy." Bei Guran raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't reach for the student ID card, but took out the wallet behind the student ID card.

There are some hard money and a lot of banknotes in the wallet, and three bank cards.

Quite rich.

But it's not enough.

The cash alone is not enough.

Bei Guran tapped her fingertips lightly, thinking for a while, after a while, she took out a mobile phone from her pocket and dialed a number.But then she remembered something, hung up the phone, and put the phone back in her pocket.

No matter how you think about it, the number from that world is unlikely to be used in this world.

Some, not so good premonition.

She frowned slightly, and reached for the mobile phone on the table.

It was an ordinary women's flip phone, and she only glanced at the time on it, "February 2003, 2, 27:10", a thought flashed in her eyes, but she dialed a number smoothly and quickly.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check it before dialing..." Almost immediately, a mechanical and friendly female voice came from the phone.

Bei Guran exhaled lightly.

More trouble is coming.

Obviously this world would not have the financial institutions of that world.

It was the first time in history that she had no money.

Of course, this first time in life is not something to celebrate.

"Is the account balance cleared?" Bei Guran murmured to himself, his eyes glanced at the scattered notebooks on the table again, he frowned and thought for a while, then quickly opened the mobile website browser on his mobile phone, entered and searched for "Dongying Country "Then she removed the Chinese character again.Despite wearing gloves, the keys weren't very difficult to press.

The web page on the mobile phone starts to jump.

She checked for a while, her expression didn't change much, she just closed the browser and put the phone in her pocket, looking down at the wallet in her other hand.

钱包里分别是面值1000的纸币3张和2000的纸币3张以及5000的纸币2张，再加上500的硬币4个，200的硬币3个，100的硬币5个。

Although the family background should be good, but do ordinary people put so much cash in their wallets?

Bei Guran stretched out her hand as if trying to lift her glasses, but she couldn't find them. She turned her head and glanced, and whispered to herself, "The cardboard box was taken away...the glasses were left there."

But she didn't pay much attention to this matter. Instead, she put the money neatly back into her wallet, took out a note from the banknotes, glanced at it, stuffed it into her pocket, and then drew the three bank cards. I went out and took a look. They were two from the Bank of Tokyo and one from Daiwa Bank, both of which belonged to the head office.There were many scratches on the two cards of the Bank of Tokyo, but the card of Daiwa Bank was very clean, probably newly issued.

"Daiwa Bank..." she read softly.

As if thinking of something, Bei Guran took out the dead girl's cell phone that was stuffed in his pocket just now.

She pressed them one by one, and patiently went through all the address books, call records, memos, text messages, calendars, etc. before closing the phone and putting it back in her pocket.

The round clock on the wall already pointed to eleven sixteen.

Bei Guran tapped his forehead lightly with his index finger, showing a pensive expression.

The address book is very clean, there are no family members, especially parents' numbers, and no friends' notes.

The only names noted on the call records are a number from five years ago marked as "Grandpa" and "Mr. Hino" who has been calling frequently in the past month.

The memorandum marked "the end of the exam on February 2" and "the completion of the course on February 27 (withdrawal application)".

And text messages...

Bei Guran's fingertips paused.

Excluding MMS and advertising text messages, there are only two useful text messages, the target is Mr. Hino, sent on February 2 and February 5, the content is "I hope you can think about it", "Everything is ready Yes, as long as you come."

While she tapped her forehead with her index finger, she lowered her eyes and thought about something, with no emotion in her expression.

Eleven twenty.

She put the card she just took out back into her wallet, stuffed the wallet back into her backpack along the way, and picked out the student ID card she saw just now.

Bei Guran raised his eyebrows, showing a strangely contradictory expression that seemed unexpected and not very surprised.

There was another student ID card behind the student ID card, but the marks on it were different. She reached out to take both of them and opened them.

In the next second, the corners of her lips curved into a slight smile.

"I see."

☆、Survival Handbook for Junior High School Students·A Chapter [-]

Every traveler needs a time travel guide.

The soul wearer asks for a copy of "How to prevent people around you from scanning with suspicious, strange, and various X-ray searchlight eyes so that they may expose themselves as a possessed monster at any time and be sent to the research institute to be observed under a microscope "Survival Raiders.

The body wearer seeks a book on "How to send one's brainwaves from the soul consciousness to the transmigrated body so as not to be sold to protect the integrity and cherish the chastity so that one day in the future even the soul will still be able to pass through together. A complete body" character strategy.

And the soul body wearer...needs a copy, Black Account Cracking Strategy.

Eleven forty-three.

Bei Guran was still standing in front of the table.

There are two student ID cards on the table, one is Bingdi's and the other is Sitianbaosi's.The photos on the two student ID cards are of the same person, that is, the photo of the girl who died of illness, but the names are different.

Her eyes quickly swept across the messy desktop. Two textbooks, three notebooks, a pencil case, a small mirror, a makeup box, a small comb, hair clips, a bunch of keys...all messy things were scattered on the table.

If her guess is correct, then she should be able to find another one...

Bei Guran frowned slightly, but couldn't find what she was thinking of from a lot of messy things.

She looked back, then squatted down suddenly, and took out two things from under the table, her expression was not happy, as if she was expected to be indifferent and at ease.

Those were two medical insurance cards, and the names on them matched the names on the two student ID cards.

"Hino Akemi..." she whispered softly.

The address is on the health insurance card.

Well, one problem solved.

Bei Guran tapped on the table with his fingers, making a low muffled sound with his gloves on, as if he was thinking about something, thinking carefully, very carefully, but with a calm and composed demeanor.In the next second, she stuffed one of the medical insurance cards and one of the student ID cards into her pocket, and then put all the messy things on the table into her backpack.

Then, she lifted a corner of the thick curtains, and bright light streamed in instantly.

The first glance was slightly dazzling, it was daytime.

Bei Guran only glanced at it, then lowered the curtains.The floor is quite high, probably a hotel.

She called the front desk of the hotel from the landline in the room, ordered a set lunch for 12:30, and asked not to disturb before 12:30.

"It's really troublesome." After Bei Guran hung up the phone, his eyes fell on the girl's body on the ground. His tone was cold but it didn't seem to be complaining. She stared at the girl who was almost the same as her. After looking at him for a long time, he sighed softly, put on the backpack and walked out of the room.

Eleven forty-three.

Before going out, she paused for a few seconds, "I'll be back," she said to the silent room.

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened the door and walked out without hesitation.

The lights in the corridor are bright, and there are surveillance cameras at the corner and at the end.

Bei Guran walked unhurriedly to the elevator entrance, pressed the down button, and pressed the girl's cell phone with the other hand, searching for something on the mobile browser without looking sideways.

There was a sound of "Ding~".

The elevator door opened in front of her, and she walked into the elevator without raising her head, keeping her eyes on the things on her phone, followed the elevator to the first floor, and walked out of the hotel lobby where there were many people coming and going.Even on the road, she didn't take her eyes away from her phone, she just focused on checking something.

Bei Guran stood at the intersection and looked up, as if he chose a direction at random to continue walking.

Three minutes later, she looked up at the Bank of Tokyo in front of her and walked towards the cash machine.

Tapping lightly on the machine with his fingertips, Bei Guran entered a series of numbers without a pause, as smoothly as entering his own bank card password, without blinking his eyes.But she stared at the cash machine for a long time, and then she returned the card. She tilted her head and glanced at the corner thoughtfully, with the corner of her mouth twitching, and then turned straight into the bank. .

In less than 10 minutes, Bei Guran came out of the Bank of Tokyo, and while playing with his mobile phone, he walked slowly in a direction that seemed to be randomly chosen without squinting.

Green light turns red.

On the other side of the street, a high-end private car drove out and stopped at the crossroads in front of the red light. The young man in the back seat pressed his elbow on the edge of the car window with a faint smile on his lips. Some lazy.His eyes flicked to the girl who came out of Tokyo Bank and turned the corner, and then several men who looked like gangsters followed the girl sneakily.

"Hmm..." The boy uttered a syllable with unknown meaning.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the dark blue-haired boy came out of the opposite shopping mall with two shopping paper bags and a tennis bag on his back. It was obvious that he saw the sneaky men following the girls.

Bei Guran pressed the phone quickly, seemingly unmoved by anything outside.

Suddenly, she crouched down to tie her shoelaces.

A man who flew towards her flew past her and fell to the ground hard. Bei Guran seemed to be caught by a glance. He stood up and took two steps forward to the left and helped the scarf, staggering the second block behind him. people.

Bei Guran's next series of actions left people dumbfounded.

But to really tell what she did, she was just playing with her mobile phone intently, suddenly stopped or took two or three steps in a certain direction inadvertently, and each time she left that position a second before being attacked, four weeks The few men who intercepted were stumbling around in a few moments.

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