Huang Xiaolong rushed over, to see near the flower bed under the teaching building, a male student had fallen to his death. Blood was splattered all over, his body was mangled and folded, his neck was broken, and both his eyeballs looked like they were about to pop out.
His eyes wide open, he seemed extremely resentful as he stared coldly at this world, causing a chillingly horrifying sight.
Besides, Huang Xiaolong also noticed that the soul of the boy who had just fallen to his death had drifted away.
Generally speaking, after a person died, their soul would stay close to the body at the beginning, it was rare to see a soul drift away directly. Unless something forcibly took them away!
"Hehe... interesting...very interesting... Could this be another ordinary case of suicide?" Huang Xiaolong smirked mockingly and then looked up at the gloom enveloping the school sky. "And it's still broad daylight... "
