The girl’s name was Wang Jing, and she was also a freshman in the computer science department.
She didn’t get along particularly well with Lee Mi normally.
But she liked Meng Chuyue very much.
It wasn’t an unfounded affection, but because there was a time when she almost fainted in the restroom and Meng Chuyue happened to catch her, preventing serious consequences from falling inside.
She hadn’t wanted to come this time.
It was only because Lee Mi said that Chuyue would be there that she changed her mind.
She was a well-behaved, cute girl with a slim figure and delicate features, from an average family, with a gentle and soft personality.
After arriving here, her eyes followed Meng Chuyue most of the time.
Though Meng Chuyue was easygoing, Shen Ci’s presence was too imposing, and the two were always together. Not to mention Wang Jing, others also didn’t dare to approach and talk to her.
They could only watch her longingly.
Eventually, Meng Chuyue went to the washroom alone.
Wang Jing followed her excitedly.
Two other girls wanted to follow as well, but Lee Mi stopped them without changing her expression.
Here, Chuyue would not let it watch her go to the washroom, so it was oblivious to what was happening.
Her space had a self-cleaning feature.
After she entered the washroom on the first floor of the villa, she immediately ducked into her space.
Coming out of the washroom in her space, she finally opened the door to the villa’s washroom and found Wang Jing collapsed a step outside, a knife sticking out of her abdomen, bleeding profusely.
She was about to squat down to check the situation when Lee Mi’s scream came from the end of the hallway, "Ah, sister, you guys... ah..."
Although she pretended to keep a secret for Meng Chuyue, everyone in the hall could see her, and her terrified expression immediately drew their attention.
Seeing Wang Jing lying on the ground and Meng Chuyue standing beside her, many people subconsciously thought Meng Chuyue had stabbed Wang Jing with a knife.
"Hurry, call the police."
Many people started shouting.
Most were afraid to approach Chuyue.
Only Shen Ci and Han Muchuan immediately went over to her.
Shen Ci put his arm around Meng Chuyue’s shoulder, "What happened?"
Han Muchuan was the first to check for Wang Jing’s breath, "She’s already gone. Chuyue, what exactly happened here?"
Meng Chuyue had already checked Wang Jing’s breath when Lee Mi screamed and knew she was thoroughly dead.
She also knew it was most likely a trap set by Lee Mi and Han Muchuan.
But no matter, she was not an ordinary person and was not afraid of being framed.
She waved her hand, "I don’t know what happened, but I’m confident I can bring her back. Let’s wait for her to wake up and then talk about it."
Others didn’t know the specifics of Wang Jing’s condition and didn’t find Meng Chuyue’s words shocking.
Han Muchuan, having checked Wang Jing’s breath, knew she was thoroughly dead.
Even if it was a feigned death, with the abdomen bleeding heavily, there was no way to bring her back.
Han Muchuan suspected Meng Chuyue had been scared out of her wits and was secretly pleased, but he decided to go along with her wishes for now.
After all, the police had been notified, she couldn’t escape, and if she wanted to mess with Wang Jing, he would let her.
As Meng Chuyue spoke, she had already taken out silver needles from her handbag and inserted them into Wang Jing’s bleeding abdomen, while Shen Ci pulled out the dagger and placed it by Wang Jing’s side.
Everyone looked at the dagger with concern; it was evidence that couldn’t be lost, and they had to help keep an eye on it.
After Meng Chuyue finished with the needles, she tore off Wang Jing’s blood-soaked skirt to bandage the wound, then, with her hands covered in fresh blood, she fed Wang Jing two sips of Space Spirit Goose blood.
Yes, this was the Space Spirit Bird’s way of bringing the dead back to life, regenerating flesh and bone.
It was a method Meng Chuyue had thought of long ago and had experimented with using animals.
It was not necessary to kill the Spiritual Bird to save someone; taking just a bit of their blood was sufficient.
Although this caused the Spiritual Bird to suffer greatly, it wouldn’t die. It wasn’t like Meng Chuyue did this often, right?