Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

On winter nights in the south, the weather has turned cooler. Falling dead leaves can be seen everywhere, and the wind is blowing hard.

On the way back to the classroom, Lu Mingfei kept his head lowered and tried his best to walk against the wall.

After his "main course" left, the teachers and students in the auditorium quickly dispersed, and the campus was full of people returning to the classroom.

The students who walked out of the auditorium shrank their necks, talked and laughed loudly and walked to their respective classrooms, wanting to go back before the next class started.

However, when people saw Lu Mingfei, they all cast curious glances and whispered to their friends.

Lu Mingfei stared at his feet, sighed, and walked quickly to the classroom.

Lu Mingfei secretly breathed a sigh of relief after finally reaching the door of the classroom while maintaining his doggy appearance.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a room full of people.

They were still discussing something heatedly, but as soon as Lu Mingfei entered the door, they suddenly fell silent for a few seconds.

"Hearsay cases are so boring! They are all nonsense. To tell the truth, you have to listen to the real facts." A boy looked at Lu Mingfei and said with a smile.

Everyone became energetic all of a sudden, and then quickly gathered around, asking all kinds of questions:

"Lu Mingfei, is what the principal said true?"

"Ah...yes."

"Did you really save someone from a murderer?"

"……real."

"What does the murderer look like? Does he have a sinister face?"

"No, he seems to be a very honest person..."

"Do you use kendo to subdue gangsters? Do you have any quick tips?"

"without……"

"How much bonus will the Public Security Bureau give you?"

"You're so lucky! I made a fortune! Do you want to treat me to dinner?"

"Is the person you rescued a man or a woman? He must be a hero saving a beauty, right? Did you pledge your life to him? Hehe."

"Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei..."

Lu Mingfei was blocked at the door and kept asking questions one after another. He felt like his head was getting big.

At first I could reply with a few words, but soon I couldn't get in any words at all, so I could only smile and shake my head.

It wasn't until the questions they asked became more and more excessive that the curvature of the corners of Lu Mingfei's mouth quietly dissipated.

Looking at the curious faces in front of me, I suddenly remembered the scene when I was called to the stage to speak.

What are you talking about?

But someone almost died!

Why can you say it so...easily?

Although the sunlight shining into the classroom was still bright, Lu Mingfei still felt cold.

They don't care about anyone's suffering or the danger of the situation.

For them, the life and death of others are nothing more than exciting talk.

Listening to the noise in his ears, he was silent for a moment and glanced at the crowd.

"Actually, there's nothing to talk about." A smile appeared on Lu Mingfei's lips, still his usual dry smile, and he begged for mercy, "Brothers, class will start later, please let me go back."

The audience who were about to hear the inside information let out a disappointed "Che" sound, and several girls who were hiding behind the boy just now were reluctant to encourage him: "Don't be so stingy, come and listen to it, how exciting it is." "

The students in front of him were still noisy and laughing, as if they didn't hear his voice.

"That's enough!" Lu Mingfei felt irritated again and shouted, "Get out of the way!"

After saying that, he stretched out his hand to push aside the crowd that was crowding in front of him.

Feeling the unquestionable power, the students in front were stunned for a moment, some were even frightened by the roar, and several girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and then they subconsciously moved out of the way.

It wasn't until Lu Mingfei returned to his seat and sat down that they came back to their senses and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What are you pretending to be? Isn't it just bad luck? You really treat yourself like a green onion."

"If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. Why are you yelling?"

"Does he really think he's so awesome?"

Lu Mingfei ignored them and didn't look at them again. He just turned his back to them.

Not getting any reply, the few of them could only stand there in embarrassment, feeling extremely depressed.

"Okay." Liu Miaomiao, who was sitting in front, whispered to smooth things over, "Since he is in a bad mood, don't disturb him."

Those people glared at Lu Mingfei, didn't find any discomfort, muttered something and walked back.

"call."

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and leaned his head back on the chair tiredly.

Liu Miaomiao looked at Lu Mingfei's face. After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively said, "It's true that the vice-principal has to prepare himself mentally for someone to come up to the stage to speak. It's so embarrassing to just go up like that."

"Thank you for your comfort." Lu Mingfei leaned on the chair and said feebly, "But please don't talk to me and let me be alone for a while."

"Hmph, the dog bit Lu Dongbin." Liu Miaomiao pursed her lips in displeasure, but turned back without saying anything.

Soon, the students came back one after another.

The classroom was filled with an exciting and strange atmosphere. Everyone secretly whispered from time to time, exchanged confused or stunned glances, and invariably looked to the back.

Lu Mingfei turned a blind eye to their gazes and just lay on the desk with his eyes closed, thinking.

If he had heard Liu Miaomiao helping him out and comforting him before, he would have been so happy that he would have even started thinking about it, right?

But, don't know why.

At the same time as he felt the shackles being lifted, something was wrapped around him.

It was like a poisonous snake spitting out its seeds that was tightening its slender body, giving Lu Mingfei an inexplicable sense of suffocation and fear.

……………………

Jingle Bell!

The class period ended quickly.

The moment the bell rang, a figure left the classroom.

Seeing this, many people who stood up showed expressions of regret and dissatisfaction.

"Make it seem like you have a lot of treasures." Xu Yanyan curled his lips and muttered disdainfully.

Xu Miaomiao on the side nodded in agreement, also expressing dissatisfaction with Lu Mingfei's behavior.

At this moment, a tall figure appeared at the door of the classroom.

"Classmate." He looked into the classroom, called Xu Miaomiao again and asked, "Who is Lu Mingfei?"

The entire classroom was silent. All eyes suddenly focused on this strange intruder and saw the police uniform on his body.

In the black and white campus, the police uniform he wore looked very eye-catching.

Xu Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and saw the police uniform on his body. She shook her head in surprise: "I don't know, ah, no, he just went out."

"Lu Mingfei should have gone to the kendo club." A boy by the window suddenly stood up, apparently seeing the direction Lu Mingfei left.

"Thank you." The man thanked him and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "What does he look like?"

"Very bad... uh." Xu Yanyan blurted out, but thinking of Lu Mingfei's weird behavior today, he suddenly paused.

Judging from today's performance alone, Shai Zai, who had always been submissive, suddenly seemed like a different person.

Chen Wenwen on the side put down her book, smiled and said: "There should be no one in the Kendo Club now. If you see someone, it should be Lu Mingfei."

"Okay, thank you." The man nodded and walked out under the surprised eyes of others.

As soon as he left, the classroom was filled with excited noises.

Halfway through the walk, the man suddenly remembered that he didn't know the way to the kendo club, so he simply grabbed a little boy holding a basketball and asked him how to get to the kendo club.

The little boy was startled at first, and then he showed him the way very enthusiastically.

The kendo club is located in the southwest corner of the basketball court, and the man walks past the venue where lively young men gather.

These seventeen-year-old boys were running and scrambling on the court without any effort, screaming with excitement from time to time, and arguing loudly over whether an action was a foul or whether a score was valid.

Looking at these energetic boys, the man couldn't help but recall his days as a student, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.

At this moment, the little man stopped, pointed to the distance and said, "It's right there. You can go by yourself. I'll leave first."

The man nodded and soon heard a crisp sound.

And the closer you get to the depths, the clearer the sound of the bamboo sword is. Just listening to the sound, you can imagine the bamboo fibers popping out when the bamboo joints burst.

It is enough to show how strong the people wielding the bamboo swords are, as if they are not practicing but fighting and fighting.

And often when the bamboo swords make a collision sound, there is a powerful roar and the sound of footsteps.

The sound of the clash of bamboo swords will always sound, and it will be more intense than the last one.

When he reached the door, the man was sure that the person he was looking for was behind the door. He could almost see the figure standing inside through the window on the door.

Click.

The man pushed open the door and entered.

The boy was seen repeating the same action.

Lift, wave, pause.

The raised bamboo sword was swung down like a whip, and all he could see was an almost curved black shadow, hitting... the air in front of him.

It turned out that the sound was not the clash of bamboo swords, but the sound of a boy wielding a bamboo sword.

Every swing of the sword was with full force.

He was covered in sweat, his hands and feet were trembling, but his movements did not change.

He kept repeating the standard vibration movements, as neatly as if they were engraved in his DNA.

But the man looked at the boy's knife-wielding movements and felt that the boy was venting something in his heart.

Suddenly, he thought of the group of heartless boys on the basketball court, and suddenly realized that the man in front of him should actually be one of them, but he felt inexplicably different from his peers.

"Huh." After finishing the last one, Lu Mingfei put down his bamboo sword with a flushed face and exhaled deeply, with fine beads of sweat still on the tip of his nose.

First, he picked up a towel and wiped his sweat, then turned to look at the man standing at the door, frowning and asking with listless eyebrows: "Is something wrong?"

After saying that, without waiting for the man to answer, he walked directly to the bench on the sidelines.

"Huh?" The man was caught off guard. He hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down. He cleared his throat and smiled, "Ahem, your name is Lu Mingfei, right? I'm from the Criminal Police Team of the City Bureau, and my name is Jiang Yan."

"Yes, I am Lu Mingfei, police officer." Lu Mingfei sighed, his shoulders were so sore, he stretched out his limbs and leaned back comfortably on the chair, "Did Xie Wan tell you my name? "

"How's it going? Did you receive the letter of commendation? Did the school praise you?" Jiang Yan's tone became cheerful. When he realized that Lu Mingfei didn't look over, he was about to take out the police officer ID card that showed his identity and quietly stuffed it back into his pocket.

"..." Lu Mingfei didn't want to swear. What if he was convicted of insulting? He could only say angrily, "I thank you, policeman, so is there anything else? It shouldn't be illegal to save people, right?" "

"Hey, why do you feel unhappy?" Jiang Yan scratched his head and looked at him for no apparent reason, feeling that all his good intentions were being ignored, "It was with great difficulty that I got your name out of that little girl's mouth. of."

And after hearing Jiang Yan's last words, Lu Mingfei felt much more comfortable.

As long as Xie Wan didn't take the initiative to leak it, that would be fine.

After all, Xie Wan should know that he chose to escape because he didn't want to be famous.

"By the way." Thinking of the purpose of his trip, Jiang Yan took out a stack of documents from his bag, handed it to Lu Mingfei and explained, "You need to fill in your personal details to declare the bonus. I also want to ask you about that time. Details of subduing the gangsters.”

Lu Mingfei sighed secretly in his heart and took the pile of documents without saying a word.

At first, Jiang Yan patiently put on a posture of being ready to explain at any time, but as time went by, he became impatient and looked around boredly before Lu Mingfei asked him.

The personal information was filled out quickly, but when Lu Mingfei subconsciously turned to the back, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the document.

After just turning a page, he knew what it was.

——The murder case file.

Case reception records, autopsy reports, on-site inspection reports, on-site pictures, interview transcripts...

Lu Mingfei lowered his head blankly, his eyes always staring at the picture.

The turf in the center of the square was tilted here and there, and a human figure painted in white powder lay quietly there.

Another picture shows a model wearing human skin lying on her back on the turf, with her arms spread out, her skin is pale and bloodless, and there is a faint smile on her mouth.

For a moment, everything around him seemed to be quiet.

The wooden stands surrounded by bamboo swords, the policeman sitting next to him, the red maple leaves scattered outside the window, and the large calligraphy and painting on the wall all seemed to be out of reach.

The surrounding objects with gradually blurred outlines gathered one by one. The wooden frames, windows, trees, and even walls seemed to be alive, becoming distorted in the increasingly dense night.

A person seemed to slowly emerge on his chest, stretching out long, vine-like hands, slowly wrapping Lu Mingfei's body tightly, and then quietly embedded into his skin, leaving no trace.

But the tingling sensation began to spread throughout the body, and a feeling gradually awakened calmly and clearly in the body.

Vision? Is this spiritual vision?

Lu Mingfei stared at the photo blankly, his throat rumbling unconsciously several times, thinking that his face must be whiter than the wall behind him.

The female corpse with its head lowered seemed to be laughing at his fear, while the plastic male model wearing a human skin coat seemed to be laughing on the ground.

"He... seems to be sewing dolls..." Lu Mingfei lowered his head and murmured unconsciously, "Made, why do I know..."