Bang bang bang.
There were intermittent knocks on the door in the corridor.
"Who is it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an axe fell from the sky. Blood splattered everywhere, and the man fell powerlessly into a pool of blood.
The corridor was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Looking back, the door of the room on the fourth floor was half open. The axe in Fu Anan's hand had more cracks, and the blood that splashed on his clothes had begun to coagulate.
Fu Anan used his clothes to wipe the blood and flesh off the axe, having the illusion that he was the villain.
It’s getting late.
She went downstairs carrying the axe.
He found a relatively remote room and stuffed the axe he had used to commit the crime into the miscellaneous items piled in front of the door.
hula—
The strong wind outside blew the white cloth hanging at the back high up, and it swelled up to look like a human figure.
The canvas was only half a meter away from her. She poked it hard with a bamboo pole leaning against the wall and the white cloth became deformed.
There's nothing inside.
But a little scared.
Fu Anan frowned, threw away the bamboo pole, and ran back upstairs quickly.
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The second cockcrow sounded, followed by screams of fear.
"Someone's dead! Tiezhu, Dajiao, Liu Quan... They were killed!"
"My son!"
"Who the hell did this?!"
There were cries and wails coming from the earth building.
Who is the murderer
The entire village is made up of relatives and friends, so the first people they think of are naturally people from other families who come to teach.
Lu Xuan was still asleep when the door was violently broken open. The remaining companions were pushed and shoved into the middle yard. The big man behind him pressed his shoulders and forced him to kneel down.
What's going on
Just when he was still confused, a man found the axe used in the crime on the first floor and said, "Found it! These people must have killed Tiezhu and the others!"
He looked at the others and tried his best to explain. He didn't want to cause any more trouble.
Unfortunately, the angry villagers would not listen to any explanation. They looked at everyone with resentment and rushed forward with hoes, shovels and various tools.
They were surrounded and had no ability to struggle.
The angry villagers completely tore apart the false facade of friendship, tied up the remaining male teachers, and locked them all in a storage room.
As for the women, they were not locked up with the male teachers. Instead, their hands were tied with ropes and they were moved away separately.
The person who took them away was the man who gave them the hemp rope bracelets.
When I think about the meaning of this hemp rope, it’s... quite haha.
As for Huang Qiao, she went through another process of extortion and redistribution.
Before leaving, the two looked at Fu Anan at the same time.
On the other side, the man holding Fu Anan's rope spoke to her in broken Mandarin,
"Follow me."
Hearing this, Fu Anan followed him calmly.
The man took her back to his own home.
It's spacious inside and much cleaner than an average room.
But the reason was not that he liked to clean up, but that there was another person in the room.
When they entered, the man was arranging the tables and chairs. He obviously didn't realize they came back so soon. When he saw the man coming back, he quickly curled up and hid aside.
This situation seemed very common in his eyes.
Fu Anan looked past the wooden stool and at the person squatting under the table.
This is a woman whose age cannot be determined.
Thin, very thin.
She was disheveled and without any clothes. At this moment, she hugged her knees with her arms, trying to minimize her existence.
(End of this chapter)