Quickly wear the host, she is too charming

Chapter 107 Punish the world: all villains

Half an hour later, Ming Shi finally arrived at the destination, raised his eyes, and the next second his pupils constricted.

There was nothing but ruins left behind by the flames.

The thin boy stood with his head buried in front of the ruins, his hands hanging down as if he was completely weak, his black curly hair fell down to cover his eyebrows and eyes, and he was obviously standing in the same place as the crowd watching and crying around him, but But it seems to be isolated into another dead world.

No one can see his emotions clearly.

Mingshi felt a slight tingling in her heart for some reason, almost subconsciously, she ran towards him without hesitation.

Hearing the movement, the young man raised his head, his eyes lit up instantly, as if he had broken through the barrier from another dimension and looked at the girl, he couldn't help but stretched out his hands to embrace the girl who came for him, and hugged the girl who came for him tightly .

Almost instantly, he buried his head deeply on the girl's neck, sniffing the fragrance of her body.

"Sorry, I'm late..." Ming Shi stroked the boy's back comfortingly.

The broken hair covered the boy's eyes, so he couldn't see the darkness clearly. He replied:

"No, you came just in time." Just saw him sad, just felt sorry for him.

After hugging for a while, Mingshi broke free and hurriedly asked, "What's going on? How did this place become like this?"

"...I don't know." The young man seemed to be having a hard time talking about this matter, as if he couldn't say it because he was sad, but also as if he really didn't know.

"Then—" Ming Shi just wanted to say something, but stopped in the next moment. She looked around and her face paled instantly.

The old man was not seen in the crowd... the old man who was probably the boy's only relative!

After being absent-minded for a moment, she looked at the boy in a daze, and what she met was his gloomy and helpless gaze.

Nothing can be said at the moment.

Mingshi's lips trembled and he sighed in his heart, but in the end he could only comfort him helplessly.

About half an hour later, a charred corpse was lifted out of the ruins.

Mingshi saw the boy's body trembling suddenly, she let him go and watched him staggering towards the corpse.

The young man squatted on the ground, stretching out his hand as if to touch the corpse, but he seemed unbelievable and did not move for a long time.

Mingshi turned his back to the boy, couldn't see his face clearly, thought he was overly sad.

But if you stand in front of the young man tomorrow, you can clearly see that there is no trace of sadness on the young man's face, instead the corners of his mouth are raised, his body trembling and trying his best to suppress the smile that is about to vent.

His eyes glanced over the corpse indifferently over and over again, as if he had finally settled on something. Just as the boy was about to get up, he inadvertently glanced at the tightly held hand of the corpse in the next second.

Pretending to be overwhelmed with grief, he took hold of the corpse's hand and opened it forcefully, revealing a button.

He quietly buried his head and looked at himself. When he saw that the buttons on his body were intact, he breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, a picture instantly appeared in his mind, and an idea appeared.

Holding the button firmly, the end of the boy's eyes turned red in the next second.

Standing up tremblingly, just when he was about to fall, Mingshi quickly stepped forward to support him.

Then a button appeared in front of Mingshi's eyes—it was the button on the student's school uniform!

She looked up at the boy in surprise.

"I found this from my grandfather's hand. He held it very tightly. I suspect that he pulled it from the murderer when he was confronting him." Said extremely.

Mingshi's eyes became serious, "Who do you think you have grudges against in the school?"

"...No... I don't dare to provoke them at all..." The young man had a pale face, giving off a fragile feeling that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

After thinking about it, Ming Shi thought it was right, after all, the few times she had seen the boy before, he was usually beaten and had no power to fight back.

Just as the two of them were thinking, the whispering voices of the spectators around them reached their ears.

"I knew yesterday that something will happen today."

"What, you know?"

"That's not true, I saw a few people sneaking around nearby, but that's none of my business, so I didn't care, hey, as expected today..."

The person who spoke in the next second was grabbed by the collar.

The pale young man withdrew from the girl's body from the corner of his eye, and asked in a loud voice as if he was angry, "Did you see those people clearly?"

"Hey! Let go... you kid is sick, you look sad when he died, none of us know—ah!"

The young man strangled his neck forcefully, and the other party blushed immediately, and slapped the young man's arm vigorously: "Let go, I, I said—"

"Cough, cough!"

Almost at the moment when the other party's words fell, the young man let go of his hand. Relying on the fact that he couldn't see it in the morning, he silently opened his lips to the man indifferently: "Don't court death!" '

The man clutched his neck in fear, looked at the boy in horror, glanced at Ming Shi again, swallowed hard, and said cautiously: "Just, in the middle of the night last night, I saw some students wearing the same school uniform as you appeared on the street. Nearby, they came straight to this area, the person at the front looked very cold, as if they were here to seek revenge, and, there was something in their hands..."

"Oh...oh that's right!"

"That thing is in the shape of a barrel, like gasoline... yes! It's gasoline! I'm sure!"

The man's memory suddenly became clear, "It was too late, I couldn't see what they looked like, but there was a person, a person with red hair, which was very conspicuous, and I didn't like it, so I remembered it at a glance. ··”

The man has exhausted all his memories, and finally he can't tell the clues, but the young man has already obtained the effect he wanted, and he glanced behind him carefully, and as expected, he saw Ming Shi's downcast eyes thinking.

A trace of satisfaction flashed across the boy's heart, he let go of the man, and came to Ming Shi's side, his voice trembled again in an instant.

"I really don't know, I don't know why someone..."

Like the only pure white lotus in the filth, maybe some people just can't understand his appearance of not blending in with the world, and come to harm him when they think of it.

This kind of thing is not new in this world.

Mingshi smoothed the sad brows of the young man, and said in a gentle voice: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't know, it's not your fault, don't worry, I will investigate this matter with you."

There are many red-haired people in the school, but if you look carefully, you can always find them.

The young man hummed lightly, as if he had found support, and his pale and thin body finally became a little less fragile.

Ming Shi originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to investigate this matter, but everything seemed to be arranged, or it was predestined, and some people who shouldn't let down their vigilance finally decided to From his minions, we can see bits and pieces.

(End of this chapter)