What a lucky world!

Chapter 1 I was killed!
A black cat walked silently in the dark night.

It has an elegant posture, as if it is walking in its kingdom.

Suddenly, it stopped, turned its head, and its eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the wall in front of it.

"Fresh dead meow..." The black cat actually spoke human language and talked to itself. One could barely make out that it was a woman's voice, but it was a little hoarse.

The next moment, the black cat jumped effortlessly, and its body seemed to fly up, landing on the wall of the block. Then it ran quickly on the roof like a black wind, and finally landed lightly in a large courtyard.

After sniffing, the black cat came to one of the houses in the compound, squeezed through the crack in the door, and its body turned into a ball of black smoke as it entered the house.

There was also an oil lamp in the room. The wick was as small as a soybean and the flame flickered, making the whole room constantly switch between light and darkness.

A figure was lying on the table, motionless and lifeless.

The black cat saw its target, jumped lightly, landed on the table, and turned its head to look at the dead man's face.

"What a handsome young man..." Seeing the deceased's appearance clearly, the black cat rolled his eyes and thought to himself, "What a pity, meow~"

"Forget it, let's kiss the corpse first while it's still fresh..."

The black cat slowly moved its head over and licked its nose involuntarily.

Just when the black cat's tongue was about to touch the dead man's lips, something strange happened!

The deceased suddenly opened his eyes.

One person and one cat, looking into each other's eyes!

The next moment, the "dead" turned sideways and vomited with a "vomit" sound.

He spoke fluently and spat all over the floor.

Black cat: (￣^￣)
What do you mean?
……

After pouring out the liquid in his stomach, Zhang Mu finally felt a little better.

He habitually reached out to touch his phone on the table, and then felt a soft paw.

Zhang Mu raised his head and saw a black cat looking at him, with one of its front paws in his hand.

The black cat pulled its claws out of Zhang Mu's hand, took two steps back cautiously, and stood at the edge of the table.

Zhang Mu's attention at this moment was not on the black cat, but he looked at the surrounding environment with a confused look through the flickering lights.

This is a small room with earthen walls and wooden beams, very much like an old house in the countryside.

"Where is this? Wasn't I drinking at President 888?"

"I must have blacked out. Those guys are playing a prank on me!" Zhang Mu reacted quickly, tapped his temples, and tried hard to recall what happened after he got drunk yesterday.

But when he thought of this, he suddenly got a headache, as if someone had pierced his head with a long silver needle and was stirring it vigorously.

"Damn it, I drank fake wine!" Zhang Mu cursed in his heart, but was immediately drowned in the severe pain.

Fortunately, the pain did not last too long. After about two or three minutes, the pain receded like a tide. Zhang Mu, who was already sweating profusely, had not yet exhaled the breath he had been holding when fragments of memory suddenly popped up in his mind one after another.

But these memories do not belong to him!

The owner of the memory has the same name as him, also called Zhang Mu, and is seventeen years old this year.

Originally a family of scholars, due to the interference of evil people, the family fell into poverty and fled to Wan'an County, Yongning Prefecture with his parents.

His father was a handsome scholar, but he could not bear the blow and became depressed. He passed away when Zhang Mu was five years old. His mother also died of illness due to overwork two years ago.

Fortunately, Zhang Mu has been able to read and do math since he was a child under the guidance of his parents. Now he works as a clerk in the accounting office of Yuanwei Escort Agency in the county town.

"Time travel?" Although it was a bit outrageous, Zhang Mu's first reaction after digesting these memories was that he had traveled through time.

Isn’t this kind of memory implantation one of the clinical symptoms of time travelers?
The next moment, Zhang Mu noticed that his eyes, which had been severely myopic and astigmatism, seemed to have regained normal vision.

Then, Zhang Mu lowered his head and found that his body had also become younger. Although he felt a little hungry, the youthful vitality coming from his body was real. It seemed that he exercised a lot on weekdays.

Especially the key parts...

It’s great to be young!

Zhang Mu didn't see a mirror in the room, so he simply touched his face with his hand. The feeling was not very detailed, but he was sure that his appearance had changed.

Since it has come to this, there is no need to worry.

He was sure that he had traveled through time.

"Fortunately, I haven't gotten married yet..." Zhang Mu rubbed his brows. As for parents and stuff...

Coincidentally, he was also an orphan on Blue Star, and his parents died in a natural disaster.

"Goodbye, those loans that keep me going..." Zhang Mu complained in his heart, but quickly adjusted his mindset. "Just think of it as opening a new account on a new server."

But when Zhang Mu put himself into this new identity, he suddenly thought of a key question.

If I can travel through time, it means that the little brother in this body is dead.

How did he die so young?

Zhang Mu's gaze fell on the table in front of him. Under the oil lamp, there was a piece of paper.

Zhang Mu took the paper in his hand and saw a few words written on it. With the help of the light, Zhang Mu could clearly see the content on it -

Mu joined the escort agency and was saved by a favor. In a moment of greed, he made a grave mistake, and with such remorse that he paid with his life.

A suicide note!

In an instant, a sense of crisis arose in Zhang Mu's heart!

What did the original owner do that made him commit suicide to repent?

Now that Zhang Mu has traveled through time, doesn't that mean he has to bear the responsibility for this crime?
The next moment, it was as if a flash of lightning passed through Zhang Mu's mind, and the memory of the last moments of the original owner's life appeared in Zhang Mu's mind, and Zhang Mu's pupils suddenly dilated.

Do not!
The original owner did not commit suicide!

The original owner was murdered and then made to look like suicide!
Someone killed the original owner and then framed him!
……

The black cat sat on the edge of the table, its eyes wide open, looking at Zhang Mu carefully, as if it wanted to see through him.

Zhang Mu rubbed his forehead and used the original owner's memory to restore the truth of this frame-up!

A day ago, Baicaoting, the largest medicine store in the county, came to the escort agency to place an escort order, asking the escort agency to escort a century-old precious medicine to the provincial capital.

Normally, the precious medicine should be stored in the underground vault of the escort agency and retrieved when the escort team sets out. However, the precious medicine is delicate and not suitable for storage, so it was eventually placed in the vault of the accounting office.

It only took about one night, so the escort agency didn't pay much attention to it.

The accountant, Liu Zuo, arranged for the original owner to look after the accounts and treasury, and even sent him food as a reward...

I never expected that Liu Zuo had poisoned the food!
The last impression in memory was that the original owner had a stomachache, fell off the chair, and watched Liu Zuo enter the account room to take away the precious medicine.

Then, the original owner fell into an inescapable darkness...

The truth about Lenovo’s current situation is very clear.

In order to steal the precious medicine, Liu Zuo poisoned the original owner. Not only that, he also wanted to frame the original owner, so he deliberately sent the original owner back to his residence and fabricated a scene in which the original owner left a letter and took poison to commit suicide out of fear of punishment.

insidious!

I'm afraid that after dawn, Liu Zuo will come with the people from the escort agency and "just happen" to see him committing suicide and leaving a suicide note.

Of course, there are many loopholes in this game.

For example, where did the stolen precious medicine go?
For example, since the original owner knew he was wrong, why didn't he return the precious medicine when no one was aware of it, but chose to commit suicide?

But the escort agency is not a government office!
The escort business is all about credibility. If this kind of thing really gets out of hand, it will have a huge impact on the agency. So they will definitely try to make a small deal out of it and keep the peace.

In this way, Liu Zuo has more room to maneuver.

Zhang Mu believed that Liu Zuo must have a backup plan.

But now, it’s not his turn to make a backup move.

Because Zhang Mu is "alive" again!

"We can't just sit there and wait for death!" Zhang Mu made the decision as soon as he guessed the truth of the incident.

He can't wait!

If it comes to a situation where he has to confront Liu Zuo face to face, his words will not be enough to prove Liu Zuo's guilt.

Now we have no choice but to cut the Gordian knot!

Zhang Mu quickly recalled the information about Liu Zuo in his memory and made a decision in his heart.

He first walked to the corner and, relying on his memory, found a piece of dry biscuit in a porcelain jar in the corner. This was the spare food that the original owner had prepared for himself.

After chewing on the dry biscuits that felt like stones to replenish his energy, Zhang Mu walked to the bed again, reached under the bed board, and took out a dagger.

Holding a dry biscuit in his mouth and a dagger in his hand, Zhang Mu opened the door and walked out.

The black cat watched Zhang Mu walk out of the room, then jumped down from the table. After taking a few steps, it turned into a cloud of black smoke, floated out of the room, and disappeared into the night...

　New book released, begging for support.

　　I will definitely make up for what I owe you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)