When she woke up from her dream, Xiao Lan remained happy, and the smile at the corner of her mouth continued from her dream to reality.
Did Luo take his name
I have to say that this method of naming a word in a random flip of a book really has Xiao Lan's personal style.
Xiao Lan thought of Luo's silent and choking expression at the time, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up a bit.
Perhaps Luo should be grateful that there were literate books such as archeology on the desktop, not "Postpartum Care of Sows", "Tractor Driving Techniques" and the like.
Xiao Lan's gaze fell on her wrist, where there is still a scar left over from the previous burn.
During that time, he encountered too many things, a little rushed, he can't remember the details of the wound, only remember that it seemed to be a random bandage at that time, and then he became confused.
Now think about it, how could the wound healed smoothly with the rough bandaging technique used in the past.
It turned out that Luo helped him bandage.
They don't know what happened afterwards, and they will become what they are now.
Xiao Lan looked at the ceiling.
He was still in a good mood, even seeing the writing made of water stains on the ceiling again did not affect his mood.
On the ceiling, the handwriting composed of water stains is different from yesterday's:
[She killed him]
[I can't stand it anymore]
The "she" and "he" in this sentence are not specifically stated, making it unclear what they are talking about, but as far as I can see, at least it shows that there are three people in the incident that the guy who left the handwriting wants to describe. .
A woman killed the man, and the other person watching felt unbearable.
Add in the "blood, blood, and blood" and "she's crazy" the last time, and the situation must have been tragic.
Among these three... Will there be Adeline
Who is she
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At breakfast.
The students were still very calm, chatting about gossip and school trivia as before, and the danger of the night of the red moon had no effect on them.
Xiao Lan listened to their conversation, and no one heard anything about the corpse.
The location of the corpse is very conspicuous, and its death is so miserable that it cannot be ignored under normal circumstances, so it should be someone who disposed of the corpse before the students' activities.
Xiao Lan turned her attention to the teacher's side again.
Sure enough, the male player who had obtained the status of a teacher before disappeared from the crowd, so it seems that the deceased last night is most likely to be him.
However, the specific confirmation may require Luo to use the identity of the teacher.
There is another thing that seems strange.
Mrs. Weld, the principal today, has red eye circles and a little swelling. She looks like she has cried. Her brows are frowned, and she doesn't seem to be in good spirits.
Whenever she glanced over the empty position of the teacher's bench, the worry and discomfort in her eyes did not seem to be fake.
She should be aware of what happened last night. It is possible that she was the one who handled the corpse. There is even a high probability that she has an inexplicable connection with Madam Hongyue, but she seems to be really sad.
Everything about Mrs. Weld made Xiao Lan feel puzzled.
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After breakfast, Xiao Lan returned the kerosene lamp received last night to the night watchman.
The night watchman seemed a little surprised to see Xiao Lan.
But he didn't say anything, just took over the kerosene lamp, and then drove Xiao Lan out, as if he was not interested in chatting with him.