It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Someone died at the University of Finance and Economics again.

From the sudden death of Zhang Mingyu, a rich second-generation campus heartthrob, in the flower bed behind the library half a month ago, to the murder of a female finance student in her rented apartment, to the death of Zhang Ying, who had just returned to school after her leave of absence, Zhang Ying has also died.

The University of Finance and Economics has probably never seen such a death toll before. Three students have died in a short period of time. Rumors are spreading among students and teachers. Conspiracy theorists are spreading rumors that there is a serial killer at the university, and they are analyzing the situation in great detail. Many people have even believed it.

Otherwise, you can't explain such frequent deaths. Although Xu Wei died in a rented room, who knows if the murderer was an acquaintance of the University of Finance and Economics?

The school leaders are under tremendous pressure.

When Li Xianyu learned of this, his first reaction was: The ghost baby killed someone!

"Didn't you say ghost babies don't attack their birth mothers? What happened to the idea that it's just an instinctive, clinging nature? What happened to the idea that they'd only become weak and frail?" Li Xianyu glared at the two idiots. "Now that the person is dead, how do you explain this?"

They walked into the campus side by side, the morning sun at ten o'clock was so bright it almost blinded you.

Grandma frowned slightly, her delicate brows furrowing: "Life is unpredictable; there are always unexpected events."

Li Xianyu looked at Sanwu again, and the latter nodded: "Unexpected."

I saw the news on WeChat Moments. Many classmates lit candles for Zhang Ying on their Moments, expressing their feelings about the impermanence of life and the finite nature of life and death.

Only then did I realize that the pretty female classmate from yesterday had passed away.

Li Xianyu glared at the two of them, feeling sullen. If he had killed the ghost baby yesterday as he had planned, Zhang Ying wouldn't have died. After all, she was a living person.

This morning was Professor Qin's class again. Because of the falling out yesterday, Li Xianyu couldn't let them into the classroom anymore. He gave his great-grandmother fifty yuan and told her to take Sanwu to lick popsicles, tour the campus, or go to the internet cafe near the school gate. She could come find him after class.

Grandma clutched the fifty-yuan note, her feet seemingly rooted to the spot, refusing to leave, and complained, "You won't even give me a hundred yuan! I came all this way with you, and you won't even give me a hundred yuan!"

The sentence structure and expression felt strangely familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere before.

She must have seen something strange again.

The two beauties were enough to attract attention, and the students next to them stopped to look. Upon hearing this, their expressions were all quite strange.

Li Xianyu covered his face with one hand and took out money with the other, handing over a red banknote.

Grandma took the hundred-yuan bill with her small hand, put it in her pocket, and led the three-nothing to the other side with satisfaction.

"I'll take you to get ice cream, you know. You're so carefree."

"Okay, big-breasted great-grandmother."

"If you remove the words 'big breasts,' and you call me great-grandmother, then how about you be my granddaughter-in-law?"

"I refuse."

"I won't treat you to the ice cream then."

"You spineless great-grandmother, I have my own money."

"Who lacks backbone? I, your great-grandmother, am as tough as iron."

"It smells so good."

"...Who told you those words?"

"Your great-grandson."

"You unfilial son, just wait and see how I teach him a lesson tonight."

Chattering away, they walked away.

Upon entering the classroom, not long before class started, most of the students had already arrived. Li Xianyu glanced around and headed straight for her roommate.

"Does anyone know how Zhang Ying died?" Li Xianyu asked abruptly.

"It seems like it was a suicide?" Yang Guangtai, a single man, looked sleepy. He had stayed up all night playing games and had just been dragged to class by his roommate. He hadn't known about the incident for long.

"Suicide," Huang Yicong picked up the conversation, sighing, "She cut her wrists in the dormitory's public restroom last night. This morning, some girls went to the restroom and found blood everywhere, they were terrified. Do you think she might have been dumped by a rich man and couldn't bear it, which is why she committed suicide?"

"Bad girls aren't that fragile, but it's a real shame, she was such a pretty girl." Another roommate said, his name is Zhao Yi, from Zhejiang Province, his parents are business people, he has a very pretty girlfriend, she has her own rented apartment outside, sometimes she lives outside and sometimes she lives in the dormitory, it all depends on her mood.

Slitting one's wrists?

suicide?

There was definitely something fishy going on. A materialistic girl like Zhang Ying, at the very least, has a strong heart and isn't that prone to stroke, and she just made a fortune. The possibility of her committing suicide is extremely low.

How did she die?

Nine times out of ten, it's a ghost baby seeking revenge.

Li Xianyu analyzed the situation in his mind and said, "Aren't you boarding students supposed to be well-informed? Ask the girls. Was there anything unusual about her before she committed suicide? What kind of trauma did she suffer?"

Huang Yicong chuckled, "Hey, it's not that fast. Her roommate was taken to the police station to give a statement, and she hasn't come back yet."

Li Xianyu had a sudden thought. He figured he could report this incident as a "suspected case of vengeful spirits" to the organization. Once verified, the organization would issue a task, and based on the principle of proximity, he would definitely be the one to accept it. Completing a task would earn one point, and reporting a case of vengeful spirits harming people would earn another point. The employee operating rules explained this in detail, and the reporter would receive a points reward for any reported incident that was verified.

The key point is that a mere ghost baby can be dealt with simply by showing the badge, making it safer and risk-free than a painless abortion.

It's time to show our prowess in beating up Beihai Kindergarten.

Although Li Xianyu was just a new employee, abusing children... no, abusing infants was still a piece of cake for him.

He thought confidently.

"Ring ring ring..."

The school bell rang, and Spicy Old Radish, dressed in a sharp suit, entered the classroom as the bell rang, carrying her books.

Before class, the teacher gave a five-minute eulogy, which was to say that he was deeply saddened by the loss of such a young life, but that the dead are gone and the living must go on, and everyone should prepare for the exam.

After the old radish finished speaking, Li Xianyu felt the somber atmosphere in the classroom suddenly intensify.

He lowered his head, typed rapidly, sent a brief report to the task force, then put away his phone to prepare for the exam.

The exam papers were passed from the front row to the back row, and the only sound in the classroom was the rustling of the papers being passed around.

Li Xianyu sometimes wrote furiously, and sometimes bit his pen and frowned. He hadn't been paying attention in class much lately, and his grasp of the knowledge points was not thorough enough.

"Waaaaah..."

He was racking his brains over a problem when he suddenly heard a shrill cry, like a kitten's cry, seemingly right next to his ear, making his heart skip a beat for no reason.

The crying sounded familiar.

The next second, he realized that he had heard this crying sound in this classroom yesterday.

Ghost baby!

It's here? How did it get here? Oh no, what you long for will eventually come true!

Li Xianyu got goosebumps all over his body and looked around, searching for the source of the sound.

"Waaaaah..."

The sobs were high-pitched and only he could hear them in the large classroom. The students quietly lowered their heads and wrote their papers.

Li Xianyu couldn't find the ghost baby. He listened intently and was shocked to realize that the crying was coming from his own drawer.

In my drawer...

In an instant, Li Xianyu felt a chill run down his spine.

His face was slightly pale, he was hunched over, and his gaze slowly moved down into the drawer.

A blood-red baby was curled up in the small space of the drawer. When Li Xianyu saw it, it was staring at him. Its eyes resembled those of a newborn chick, with a layer of skin covering its dark, round eyeballs, but they were not yet open. Being stared at like that, Li Xianyu felt a chill run down his spine.

This thing reminded Li Xianyu of the Alien movies he had seen before. The aliens that were just born from the human body were also red and tender, with two black eyes, and their navels were still connected by an umbilical cord.

Once again, I've met the gaze of a vengeful spirit...

Its killing of Zhang Ying demonstrates its extremely strong aggressiveness.

So, this little devil took advantage of the support and assassin being roaming in the jungle to sneak over and steal the crystal?

My national emblem is in my bag, which is hanging behind the chair. I have to turn around to get the bag first, then I can get the emblem...

Li Xianyu conducted a thorough analysis and concluded: It's over!

I should have put my bag in the drawer!

The ghost baby made two "chirp" sounds, letting out a shrill scream. It twisted its little body and pounced on Li Xianyu's face with a thud. The umbilical cord seemed to have a life of its own, as it crawled into his mouth.

My brain throbbed with pain, as if it were about to split open, and then my consciousness began to blur, with unfamiliar images flashing before my eyes.

He saw... the girls' dormitory.

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