Chapter 332: It Is Impolite Not to Reciprocate

Fang Shenyan disappeared in front of Xiao Qianduye.

He became a ghost, dragging another ghost down from the third floor, as if falling into hell.

She was the only one left on the dilapidated third floor.

The night shone into the torn wall.

Snowflakes hit Xiao Qianduye's naked body one by one.

The coldness of the night finally made her regain consciousness after repeated deaths.

Her trembling eyes were aimed at the ground in front of her that was drilled by two ghosts. She wanted to take a look but knew that she could not help.

Fang Shenyan saved her again, many times.

Xiao Qianduye shuddered and realized that she had no cover on her body at the moment.

Then she immediately thought of the account book.

She looked at the broken wall behind her, which was the escape door opened by Fang Shenyan for her.

After hesitating for a moment, she ran towards the stairs on the third floor.

In her memory, the last point she remembered was at the entrance of the stairs.

At that time, her action of jumping to the third floor failed. She did not find the platform on the third floor at all, but was caught by the ghost.

Then she lost consciousness and was locked in the glass cylinder.

If the clothes were still there, they should be on the third floor stairs.

Xiao Qianduye didn't know how long Fang Shenyan could delay, but the account book was the only clue they got with their lives.

Even because of the urgency of the situation, she didn't have time to take a closer look.

If that thing was lost, all the costs paid tonight would be meaningless.

Fortunately...

It seemed that God had mercy on her. Xiao Qianduye didn't search for too long at the stairs and found the noose hanging on the third floor.

There was a crescent-shaped white skirt hanging on the upside-down stairs.

Because this place was in the darkness of nothingness, Fang Shenyan didn't find it when he climbed up the rope.

Now that the ghost was led away by Fang Shenyan, the natural supernatural power was eliminated, and Xiao Qianduye finally found her clothes.

Although, there was only one inner skirt left.

Xiao Qianduye climbed on the third floor platform, stretched out her arms and barely grabbed the skirt back.

She didn't put it on in a hurry, but fumbled in the lining.

Because of the importance of the account book, Xiao Qianduye placed it in the lining of the skirt when she climbed to the third floor.

What excited her was that the account book seemed to be an important item in this mission, so the ghost had no right to take it away.

After touching it, she found its trace.

Xiao Qianduye suppressed her excitement, put on the skirt, untied the hanging noose, and turned to walk towards the wall on the third floor.

The vibration of the library would naturally cause a commotion inside the campus. When Xiao Qianduye slid down from the third floor with the rope.

There were already dozens of uninformed students gathered here.

Even if the wind and snow were rampant again this night, it couldn't stop this group of curious students from coming to watch the fun.

If it were the previous Xiao Qianduye, she would be nervous in such an occasion, but now even if she was only wearing a thin skirt.

But she didn't have any psychological burden. After all, compared with death, she was already very lucky.

The students of Shanming University of Finance and Economics also watched one by one, but did not come forward.

Only some classmates made a burst of exclamation when they saw the woman in a white skirt jumping from the third floor.

"Miss, are you an employee of our school or a student? Do you have an ID?"

When Xiao Qianduye landed, she stepped on the snow barefoot, which made her body tremble slightly.

A middle-aged man in a security uniform walked out of the crowd with a flashlight and a black face.

Xiao Qianduye exhaled a white mist, grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands, protecting the account book, ignoring the security guard, but turned around and looked at the library.

At this moment in the moonlight, her face showed complexity and worry.

Fang Shenyan saved her again and again, no matter what the purpose was, even if there was no love, she had to re-examine this man.

Xiao Qianduye shivered in the cold wind, her feet became red because of stepping on the snow, but she didn't dare to leave.

She knew Fang Shenyan was very powerful, and the white ghost mask almost gave him the power to make him impossible to die.

But the price of becoming a ghost is far beyond the ordinary crime.

In two minutes, Fang Shenyan will become a child who has lost his memory.

A child with an adult body and low intelligence.

In this case, Xiao Qianduye must not leave.

Snow fell on Xiao Qianduye's wet long hair, and her barefoot and white skirt made her look crystal clear, not like a mortal.

In the growing crowd, she waited silently at the bottom of the building.

"I will repay you, Fang."

...

The setting sun began to move eastward;

The fluttering snowflakes returned to the sky;

The colorful night city, the streets were only congested during the evening rush hour.

Time went back two hours ago.

This was 6:10 p.m. on November 18, 2015.

There were not many tourists in Jiangbei Park on non-holiday days, most of them were mothers with children, or the elderly dancing square dances.

At this awkward time that was neither lunchtime nor off-get off work time, Jiangbei Park was not crowded.

Ji Li was sitting on a stone at the corner across the street from Jiangbei Park, with a cane on his right.

He had a hat on his head, his long hair still on his back, his left leg slightly bent, and his right leg stretched straight on the ground.

And on the ground, there was a black handbag.

He wore a black mask on his face, covering the gauze on his face.

On the surface, Ji Li looked like a weird lame man.

The police operation failed miserably, and was suddenly kicked by a ghost. This situation was completely unexpected by Ji Li.

Not only that, he also lost another leg, and even had half of his face cut off.

In the previous few hours, he returned to the hotel.

Among the newcomers in the hotel, there was a doctor named "Chen Miaochun" who helped him to simply treat the wound.

In other words, today's daytime operation not only gained nothing, but also caused him a heavy blow.

The most important thing is that the disposal of the third handbag is not so easy...

With the previous two cases of body disposal, the police have completely mastered the rules.

Just follow the body disposal site of Mu Nianmei's case to find the third handbag.

And Ji Li can be sure that the police will never just look for a handbag.

Now Jiangbei Park is probably under strict surveillance by plainclothes police.

It was a dangerous place. If Ji Li showed up with the handbag, he would be identified as the murderer of the dismemberment case.

But the police gave Ji Li one day, and Ji Li also gave the police one day.

The police wanted to catch him, and he also wanted to catch someone from the police.

Because the person who died in the dismemberment case was still unknown.