Chapter 2: 2

Volume 1: Chapter 2, Why Do You Shine

 

The day was breaking.

 

Unable to sleep all night, Li Wei kept kneading his temples in front of the desk.

 

If someone asked him why he couldn't fall asleep, he would ask the other person how heedless they were to fall asleep peacefully at the scene of his murder.

 

Last night, Li Wei was reading materials in front of the dim lamp on his desk.

 

It was not that Li Wei didn't want to solve his own locked-room murder case, but that he really didn't have the talent as a detective. After thinking about it for a long time, let alone figuring out what method the murderer used, he couldn't even find anything similar to a clue.

 

Therefore, he could only change the direction of the investigation.

 

Speaking of which, the lamp was rather odd. Li Wei didn't find any wires attached to it, nor did he see anywhere it could insert batteries. But it could still glow, which was very incredible.

 

If Li Wei hadn't had more important things to study, he would have disassembled the lamp completely.

 

Originally, Li Wei didn't hold out much hope for finding a clue from the documents and other things on the desk. He just thought it was the only way for him to get information, so he might as well try it.

 

But what he didn't expect was that there really was some valuable information in it.

 

For example, the information about who "he" was.

 

It was a document compiled by the Maybrian Royal College of Higher Education, and on it was a line of names that sounded like tongue twisters.

 

Riber·Maybrian·Lou·Schaan·Yi·La·Kaemprett.

 

Then, next to the name, there was a photo of Li Wei.

 

Leaving aside the fact that this world actually had photography skills, Li Wei, or Riber, did not expect that he was only 19 years old now.

 

When looking at his mature face in the mirror before, Riber thought he was at least 25.

 

In short, at least from the enrollment information, Riber knew his name and age.

 

Other content didn't contain much useful information, mainly some recommenders. They were all Marquis, Count, etc. Riber couldn't remember a single name, including his own.

 

Judging from the names of these recommenders, Riber himself was also a Count.

 

So, in this world, even the Count also had to go to school?

 

They couldn't afford a tutor?

 

Riber put the information aside with a strange expression.

 

Apart from this admissions profile, there was not much useful information. Basically, they were some business documents related to Riber's territory. But among those documents, Riber could not understand about 80 to 90% of the terms appearing in procurement and financial documents. It showed that there may be a huge difference between this world and the world he originally lived in as Li Wei.

 

"Sigh, what am I gonna do..." Riber lay down among the scattered documents, sighing constantly.

 

Transmigrating into a completely unfamiliar world, he didn't even have any memory of this world, let alone a cheat. To make matters worse, the original Riber died unexpectedly, so it was very likely that there were people lurking around him who wanted his life.

 

The difficulty of this life is too high. Maybe I should let the murderer kill me again so I can go back to the original world?

 

Riber thought so desperately.

 

Now that a day had passed, Riber had completely lost the feeling of novelty and excitement that he had when he just came here. What he felt now was full of unease, fear, and wanting to return to the original world.

 

Oh right, and regret.

 

If he hadn't had to go out and buy some GALGAME, he wouldn't have been hit by a truck, and he wouldn't have come to this world.

 

What year is it already? Couldn't I buy a digital version? Even if I wanted a physical collection, is online shopping bad? If I feel ashamed of the cover, why not let the merchant keep the packaging confidential?

 

Why go out!

 

Riber made up his mind secretly in his heart that if he could survive this danger, then he wouldn't go to some damn Royal College of Higher Education, and would not leave his mansion for the rest of his life.

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The sky was bright.

 

With the sound of footsteps, there was another rhythmic knock on the door of Riber's room. 

 

"Master, it's breakfast time." The distinctive female voice that Riber had heard before came again.

 

Riber originally wanted to send the other party away again, but after thinking about it, he felt that staying in the room and not going out wouldn't solve the problem. Also, he was hungry as well. So, he replied "Okay", and then started to tidy up his dress.

 

In the mirror, it was still the handsome young man with black hair and purple eyes, but this time, Riber noticed that something was wrong.

 

At this time, his expression should've had elements such as anxiousness and trepidation.

 

After all, no one knew what would happen when he walked out the door. Whether it was his identity as a transmigrator being exposed, or to be discovered by the murderer that he was not dead, the consequences were unpredictable and dangerous.

 

However, Riber in the mirror looked very calm, and it was the cold and indifferent kind of calm.

 

"Do I have facial paralysis?" Muttering softly, Riber made a series of attempts.

 

The conclusion was that he did not have facial paralysis, but it was almost the same as having one.

 

Because he had to use a lot of strength to mobilize the muscles of his face to make other expressions. Also, the expression he made seemed to be attached to a spring, and if he loosened up a little, he would return to his original poker face.

 

Forget it, compared to other things, a little facial paralysis is not a problem...

 

After shaking his head and sighing, Riber began to think about how to cover up the bruises on his neck.

 

It was impossible not to cover up, because it was too conspicuous.

 

With a scarf?

 

Riber looked at the greenery and bright sun outside the window, and judged that it was probably midsummer.

 

So, if he suddenly appeared wearing a scarf, it would be the same as telling others "I'm suspicious" or "I'm seriously ill".

 

With a collar?

 

Not to mention whether or not Riber had such a garment in his wardrobe, this thing was really too avant-garde.

 

After trying back and forth for a long time, Riber, who couldn't find the cover item he liked, suddenly remembered that when he was searching the room before, he found a medical box.

 

Although Riber didn't know why there was such a thing as a medical box in the Count's room, the bandages inside were undoubtedly useful at this moment.

 

In the mirror, Riber was seen wearing a high collar and bandages around his neck.

 

He took a look again and felt that there seemed to be no other problems apart from him looking like he had a serious eighth-grade syndrome now.

 

Other people's dark flames were sealed in the right arm, but his dark flames were on the neck.

 

Ugh...

 

After finishing the arrangement, Riber finally opened the locked door.

 

Although about twenty minutes had passed, after opening the door, Riber still saw a girl dressed as a maid standing there.

 

The moment he saw the maid girl, Riber was stunned.

 

Riber knew that she was definitely special, very unusual, without having to look carefully at things like her outfit and appearance.

 

Because,

 

because…

 

This girl was literally shining.

 

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