If You Leave Your Roommate, You'll Be Doomed

The full text is finished, Qiuqiu's wife gave me a five-star praise (with a rose in her mouth) Unpopular suspense article, it is being completed and revised, please support the genuine version ~ Wives, take a look at my pre-collection of 8 good "Novice Returns to the Full-Level Boss Village" – Copywriting of this article: Tang Zhu entered a suspense novel called "White Mist" and became a villain villain who pretended to be an ordinary roommate next to the protagonist. In the ending, he was discovered by the detective protagonist and abandoned by the villain boss. He was sentenced to hanging for his unforgivable crime and died miserably in a foggy morning. Although the streets of the novel world are filled with perverts and serial murderers. But Tang Zhu is certain: the protagonist team will definitely live a long life! As long as he fools the villain and helps the protagonist at the same time, there will always be a happy ending. So when the plot reached the point where "the villain took advantage of the chaos and sneaked into the bedroom to destroy the evidence but failed". Tang Zhu was as steady as an old dog. Not only did he not cause the fire in the book, he also thoughtfully extinguished all the candles in the house before going to bed and said good night to his genius roommate. Everything went very smoothly. Except that night a wildfire of unknown origin burned down his own house. Will there be punishment for tampering with the plot? He was in shock, dragging his burnt and torn pajamas, and hesitantly sneaked into the protagonist's bedroom. Tang Zhu climbed onto the big bed, gently opened the quilt, and easily found an envelope from Fu Liang. Damn, is it that easy? Fortunately, I also reminded him to pay attention to safety. He just breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, when he wanted to return the property to its original owner, his hand was held down by someone. Fu Liang opened his eyes calmly: Why are you sitting on me? He was so frightened that he couldn't help but say: I, I, I... Want to sleep with you! Fu Liang glanced at his ripped shirt:... The corners of Tang Zhu's eyes were red from staying up late: I know you don't want to. After all, you only treat me as your roommate, so I'll leave first—— Unexpectedly, the young man lifted the quilt and said, "Stop talking nonsense, come here." Tang Zhu:??? … Behind Xingzhou's number one lone ranger detective, there is actually a follower. The old police chief reminded Fu Liang: That Tang Zhu is definitely not a good person. He was seen entering your room last night with a rope. Fu Liang: Yeah. Old Sheriff: OK? It looks like the neck wasn't strangled. Fu Liang pursed his lips and recalled the person who touched his bed last night. ——With a red face, he threw the rope onto the mattress: "Let me tie you up for a minute, and you tie me up all night, okay?" ★Treasure [The world is like a huge trash can] ★Throw the handkerchief [Don't look back] ★Murder Doll [Power of Attorney for a Nine-Year-Old Girl] ★Jiwu Villa [The fog was so heavy that I couldn't see his head] ★The ransom of a rose [it is worthless but as brilliant as gold] ★Youth Management Academy [In the name of loving me, kill my soul] ★One Hundred Years of Solitude [Before I was broken by her, I seemed to have been alone for a hundred years] ★Natural Nobility […] ——Honors and controversies piled up in the first half of my life. These years when you were late, I almost thought you were me. ——Me too, I thought the human soul was nothing more than this. Noble tongue elite attack x hairy straight dog The order of the cases may be different, not hard-core reasoning :) Tang Zhu used to box, and 185 has muscles. If you can't accept it, please try to accept it or point out the fork (dog head) The era is fictional and social development is roughly based on 1850. The times/places/police stations/characters/cases are all fictitious Pre-receipt of "Novice Returns to the Full-Level Boss Village" ★Unlike my short and barren life, love may go to immortality. *** Tu Nan died three years ago. To be precise, he was released from the "God Killing" system. He was seriously injured and hung up for three years. He thought that after recovering, he could finally live a normal human life. Unexpectedly, he returned to his old place as soon as he opened his eyes. It is still the most familiar altar, the place where I was bitten by a group of ghosts, crushed to the ground and rubbed into dumpling stuffing. He instantly felt a chill, thinking that no matter what he said next time, he would not be able to die this virtuously, and then strolled into a human settlement to inquire about the current situation. It doesn't matter if you don't ask. When I asked about it, I almost got myself kicked out. He looked at the "Guardian Collection of Levels with the Highest Mortality Rate in the System" with difficulty, feeling a chill in his back. Ordinary people: It's scary. It's really scary. Tu Nan: They are all acquaintances... Ordinary people: Flower Goddess. The god who looks like a girl sitting on a swing has planted thousands of flowers, but only one is non-toxic. Tu Nan: The little girl selling flowers made people cry when she said she was not as good-looking as the kid selling matches next door, so she tied a swing to her to apologize. Ordinary Man: The God of Doom. Can turn anything you say into reality, 99.9% Of the time it will be a bloody disaster. Tu Nan: The one who never gets involved in group fights but only talks. I used to call him a coward. Ordinary people: God of time. The devil who controls the task progress bar likes to reload files for you one second before completing the task. Tu Nan: Silent and boring. I have helped him bring food for two years, but he only buys one kind. Ordinary Man: The God of Death. I can't stand all the human beings who can breathe. The system locusts are devoid of life wherever they go. Tu Nan: We were drinking together, and even if we didn't drink, we would do something. He almost suffocated us to death when he pressed him into the wine vat. The more he looked, the darker his vision became. #My own failure is unfortunate, but my enemy's success is even more heart-wrenching# # dumpling stuffing is also pretty good# #Can I get medical insurance if I die for the second time# Finally, someone he didn't recognize appeared on the last page. Ordinary people: Lord God. Dominate the gods and treat gods and humans alike with indifference. Once you step into the realm of the Lord God by mistake, don't struggle needlessly, and please seize the time to sort out your remains! Tu Nan: ... Is the dumpling filling good-looking or ugly? … In addition, he also heard some other gossip. "The last time the gods fell, it only happened in one night, and then it rained heavily for a month, flooding all human settlements." "All the power of the new gods comes from the Lord God, so you must not speak ill of the Lord God in front of them, otherwise you will die without knowing how." "Hey, also, I heard that the Lord God had a wife before, and she got married before she awakened." "It's a pity that he died." "Three years ago, he died on the altar, leaving nothing behind." Tu Nan choked on his drink. The younger brother next to him whom he had just recognized patted him on the back and said, "What's wrong with you, Brother Tu Nan?" He coughed and waved his hands: "It's okay, I just find it strange that this... This god can still marry a wife. How many more did he marry in the future? Are they all beautiful? How many times have he been divorced?" The handsome young man smiled at him: "That's the only one." Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Then it's no wonder that the Lord God has a bad temper. Who can be bigger if a single widower doesn't have a bad temper?" After saying that, he lowered his face, which was blurred by drunkenness, and fell asleep on his younger brother's shoulder. Therefore, Tu Nan did not hear what the other party said in his ear. "Yes, I have been a widow for you for three years, what are you going to reward me with?" *** However, Tu Nan, who seems to be strong and nervous, also has his own secrets. For example, the layers of injuries on his body all came from a rainy night three years ago. That night, every inch of his skin was bleeding. That night, he slaughtered all the gods. Purpose: Justice is the greatest interest of mankind. ― Webster