Wen Qing was unhappy because Chen Yang did not choose him.
Chen Yang asked him to wipe his snot.
Wen Qing: “…” He wiped his nose and said, “You really don’t want me to come with you? There aren’t many teammates as active and enthusiastic as me.”
Captain Jin Xiao carried him away like a little baby.
A literary youth is not the kind of person who flies into a rage and swears a lot. If he is beaten, he will hypocritically sigh helplessly, "In a civilized society, gentlemen use their mouths rather than their fists. Don't do this again next time." If he is forced into a corner, he will just say over and over again, "You're so annoying," "You're dead," "I'm breaking up with you," and "I'm breaking up with you right now."
The people who were still there listened to his magical voice with all kinds of expressions.
Chen Yang said goodbye to the others and left. Huang Yu watched everyone rush to their own examination rooms one by one, and she bit the soft meat in her mouth.
Wu Lingling tied her dark brown wig behind her head and said, "Dayu, I think your good luck will not only help you escape, but will also last throughout the entire mission. This time you are the only one who doesn't have to leave, how great."
"What's wrong?" Huang Yu was scratching the door frame anxiously, "You all left, and I'm the only one left in the class."
"We go to other examination halls alone," Wu Lingling said, "at least you don't have to familiarize yourself with the new venue."
Huang Yu thought, that's true. It was the first time for everyone to go to another class, and the unfamiliarity would push the fear to a new level. She was in her original class, so it was relatively better.
"Don't think too much. I'll come to see you after the exam." Wu Lingling hugged her best friend.
Huang Yu touched her ears, but found nothing. She remembered that she had taken off her big earrings: "Lingling, why don't we just meet downstairs."
"Okay." Wu Lingling waved her hand and high-fived her. They exchanged glances and encouraged each other, saying, "We'll be fine."
When Chen Yang went to the second floor, he met an acquaintance, Xia Le. She was walking towards Building 109 opposite with her back to him.
When Jiang Wei announced the distribution of examination rooms, Chen Yang wrote down everyone's examination rooms in his notebook out of habit and memorized them. He remembered that Xia Le was in 105, so why did she come here
Chen Yang found that Xia Le did not go in. She just walked in the corridor outside 105 and then turned to leave. She was startled when she suddenly met his gaze. A blush appeared on her face. At the same time, she clutched her pencil case and hurried upstairs.
Chen Yang was confused: "What are you doing?"
A head popped out from behind his shoulder and muttered, "Mr. Chen, didn't you have a crush on someone when you were in school?"
Chen Yang shook his head and said no.
"..." Qian Han was stunned for a moment, scratched his hair and said, "Anyway, the smell of secret love is easy to smell, sour, sweet, and a little astringent, like the smell of unripe apricots."
Chen Yang raised his eyebrows: "Did you smell it just now?"
"I smell it, it's very strong, it's all over me." Qian Han said, "I have an exam coming up, so I came to the exam room of the person I like, pretending to be in the wrong place just to take a sneak peek."
Chen Yang didn't understand: "Why? What if she saw it? She didn't even go in."
Qian Han was puzzled. Mr. Chen was a novice in love. He thought for a moment and said something that was both vulgar and beautiful: "Secret love is a carnival and feast for one person."
Chen Yang understood something after hearing what he said. Having a crush on someone is stupid. He touched his slightly scratched lips. There were Lin Yang and Jiang Wei in examination room 105. Who was Xia Le having a crush on
Lin Yang has a delicate appearance, dresses neatly and properly, and wears branded shoes. He is a child from a wealthy family, has good relationships with the opposite sex, and has average grades. Jiang Wei, on the other hand, looks ordinary, has a rigid personality like an old scholar, has excellent grades, is principled in doing things, and is calm and steady when doing exercises, with the aura of a top student on display.
These two types of boys each had their own shining points and high profiles during their school days, and neither of them seemed like the kind of boy that the timid and inferior Xia Le would like.
Qian Han saw Chen Yang's analysis process and said in a low voice, "It's your deskmate Jiang Wei."
Chen Yang nodded: "How did you know that?"
"Two reasons. First, I also had a crush on someone. Second, I sat in the back." Qian Han rubbed his nose, which was a little red from the cold. "Although we have only had a few classes since we came here, I was bored every time. I had nothing to do so I looked at the people in the front row. I noticed that when Xia Leli tilted her head to look out the window, she would glance at your deskmate out of the corner of her eye. Once our eyes met, she immediately avoided it."
"That's what secret love is like. When you peek at someone, you hope that the other person will notice you and respond to you. But if the other person really looks at you, you will appear calm but turn your head to the other side in panic." Qian Han smiled shyly.
Chen Yang's heart was not moved when he heard this. He had no such experience to recall and could not empathize with them: "According to my observation, the two of them never talked to each other in class."
"The furthest distance in the world is the highest level of secret love." Qian Han blew the fine bangs on his forehead.
"The farthest distance?" Chen Yang obviously did not understand the true meaning of this sentence.
Qian Han turned his head towards the outside of the corridor with a slight twitch in the corner of his mouth. It was so scary! Mr. Chen was even less romantic than his brother, the crazy question-answering guy!
"By the way, Xia Le attaches great importance to the black hairpin on her head." Chen Yang said thoughtfully, "Could it be that Jiang Wei gave it to her?"
"If Jiang Fenwei didn't give Xia Le the hairpin, then it wouldn't be a secret love..." Qian Han's words stopped abruptly. Could it be a mutual secret love
"No, no, no." Qian Han shook his head like a wave drum, and there was no two-way bubble of air between the two of them.
Chen Yang frowned: "Xia Le doesn't have a crush on Jiang Wei?"
"Yes, but... it's..." Qian Han hesitated and finally managed to utter three unclear words, "It's a bit weird."
"What's so strange?" Chen Yang asked.
Qian Han didn't know how to describe it. Xia Le's various little actions towards Jiang Wei were consistent with the characteristics of secret love, but he felt as if there was something wrong and it was not completely appropriate.
"Let's go into the examination room." Chen Yang thought that the time was almost up.
Qian Han was in Room 108 next door. As soon as he walked into the empty classroom, it was as if dozens of people looked up at him at the same time.
At that moment, all the hairs on Qian Han's back stood up. He quickly found his seat and sat down, watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.
For Qian Han, who couldn't sit still in class, it was very difficult to sit still for a whole class. This exam was two and a half hours long, which was even more difficult and very dangerous.
Qian Han looked at the words "Don't affect others" on the palms and backs of his hands to warn himself not to take it lightly at all times.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard in the corridor. Qian Han stopped checking his stationery and looked over excitedly. Could it be that he remembered it wrongly? Was there someone else in the examination room besides him? That would be too...
The happiness on Qian Han's face turned into a daze when he saw the person coming. He quickly walked out of the classroom: "Brother, weren't you on the fourth floor? Why are you here?"
Qian Qin looked at his brother.
Qian Han looked at his brother in confusion. His brother and he had quite different personalities. He usually talked a lot and could talk endlessly when encountering a topic that interested him, while his brother had no topics that interested him and had nothing to say. He had been a taciturn person since he was young and a man of action. He believed that life was measured with a ruler and everything required efficiency.
Qian Han didn't know that his brother, who believed in "doing one's best and leaving the rest to God", came here because he was uneasy and worried about him.
"Xiaohan, hand in your paper early." Qian Qin whispered.
Qian Han was stunned: "Ah? We also have to go to the head teacher's office with Mr. Chen and Professor Bai?"
"No." Qian Qin said.
Qian Han knew his brother's temper well, so he didn't keep asking questions: "How long in advance should I go? My phone is hidden, and I don't know the time."
Qian Qin looked towards Room 107 in the corridor and said, "When Chen Yang comes out, he will pass by your examination room. Follow him."
"Okay, I know." Qian Han saw that his brother was still looking at him with a questioning look, so he repeated seriously, "I really know!"
"Brother, I have already completed a task and found a loophole in the rules. After all, I am quite capable. I'll be fine, don't worry." Qian Han pulled his brother's hand, trying to make himself look relaxed.
Qian Qin touched his brother's head twice and said, "Go in." Finally, he said, "Treat this test as the college entrance examination. Do the test paper honestly. If you don't know how to write, just write the lyrics. Don't let your mind wander or get distracted."
"Yeah." Qian Han walked into the classroom and looked back. His brother was still standing outside the door, looking at him. His always cold face did not have any wisdom that he could not read, but instead showed worry and heaviness that he could see clearly at a glance. His nose felt a little sour, but no tears fell. Crying is useless. Only luck and ability are useful.
Both of them became taskers. When one of them died, there was one less member in the family. It wasn't that he suddenly died, but that he had never existed. He couldn't even show his sadness or nostalgia, otherwise his parents would be suspicious and worried, thinking that he was mentally ill.
Qian Han let out a breath slowly, straightened his back and walked to his seat.
There is a Chinese test in the morning.
Chen Yang sat by the window in the classroom. The window was not covered with newspapers, so he could see the teaching building standing in the snow opposite him by turning his head.
The cold air seeped in through the cracks in the window, and Chen Yang's scalp felt tight from the cold. When the Chinese test paper suddenly appeared on the table, even his spine twitched with cold.
When the answer sheet appeared in front of Chen Yang, he seemed calmer. There were 18 double desks in a class, and one person sat at each desk for the exam, which meant that there were 17 other candidates besides him. The number was not large, so he treated it as an ordinary final exam in an ordinary exam room.
Chen Yang put the answer sheet aside. The head teacher was watching his Chinese score. He couldn't just write a little and hand it in early. It would be better to finish it all, otherwise it would likely trigger a side quest.
When Chen Yang picked up the paper and looked at it, his face turned a little ugly. How could he finish six major questions and twenty-three minor questions in one hour
The only thing to be thankful for was that the classical Chinese text was the "Lanting Preface" in the class, which Chen Yang was quite familiar with, and he was able to write five out of the six questions of poetry dictation. The composition was 800 words, with the title "Regret", and he had a lot of material to use.
Chen Yang glanced through the other questions and had a general understanding in his mind. He calculated that he would have ten minutes to write the composition and fifty minutes to do the basic questions.
Try your best. Chen Yang rubbed his hands to warm them up and get the blood flowing. He quickly wrote his class name and seat number on the answer sheet and started writing from the first question.
Chen Yang was immersed in the atmosphere of the exam and was concentrating on doing the test paper. He skipped the parts he didn't know and wrote down the parts he knew quickly. When he was doing the modern Chinese reading, his pen suddenly paused.
Someone was sitting in the seat next to him!
This feeling was both subtle and uncomfortable. Chen Yang rubbed his forehead with the hand holding the pen, ignored the invigilator's gaze, and continued to write the paper.
Chen Yang estimated that an hour was about up and put away his stationery. He wrote too fast and his hands felt cramped and weak. He failed to put the pen cap on several times and had to switch to his left hand.
The only sound in the entire classroom was Chen Yang's breathing. He quietly placed the test paper and answer sheet on the podium and left the classroom.
Snow fell heavily, and a layer of silver covered the cement corridor. Chen Yang grabbed some snow and ate it to quench his thirst. When he passed by 108, he glanced inside and saw Qian Han sitting at the table with his head down, motionless. Chen Yang left without staying for long.
As soon as Chen Yang reached the stairs, he met Qian Qin who was coming down.
"Where's my brother?" Qian Qin looked behind Chen Yang, "Didn't he come out with you?"
"No, he and I are not in the same examination room, and he is still in his seat." After Chen Yang finished speaking, he noticed that the nerd's face in front of him showed signs of cracking, and the whole world seemed to be collapsing.
"What?" Chen Yang guessed, "You told him to keep an eye on the corridor, and when he sees me coming out..."
Qian Qin passed by Chen Yang with an extremely chaotic aura, and at this moment, a figure appeared at the corner of the corridor.
"Brother!" the boy shouted with a laugh.
Qian Qin's body froze, and all his emotions were instantly restrained. He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his stiff mouth heavily: "Yeah."
Chen Yang observed the Qian brothers who were working with him for the second time. Perhaps because they were emotionally bound to each other, they became more emotional than when he first met them. Especially Qian Qin. In the last mission, he had a low sense of presence, was quiet and ruthless, and only solved the problem without caring about anything else. Now it was very different. He had to take care of his younger brother.
The rules like this kind of tasker the most.
Chen Yang heard footsteps coming down the stairs at a moderate pace. He looked over and saw Bai Tang looking at him. He paused and asked, "Am I late?"
"No, I just came out too." Chen Yang saw that Bai Tang's hands hanging on both sides were not shaking, so he asked casually, "Have you finished writing?"
Bai Tang walked up to Chen Yang and said, "I've finished writing."
Chen Yang: "… just writing it randomly?"
Bai Tang raised his half-lidded peach blossom eyes and said, "Why are you writing nonsense? High school Chinese is very simple."
The destructive power of these words was so great that Chen Yang, who had left several questions blank, wanted to vomit blood.
Bai Tang realized the misunderstanding in his words later, and frowned. He was not childish enough to show off this matter to embarrass Chen Yang, so he said, "I am a teacher, so I am more comfortable with exams. It's normal for you to forget the knowledge in the textbooks after you graduated for a long time."
Chen Yang swallowed a mouthful of blood and smiled: "Okay, no need to comfort me, my mood is not important, finding clues is important, let's go."
Bai Tang followed Chen Yang downstairs. He turned around to look at the pair of brothers still standing in the corridor: "Are they not going?"
"Yeah." Chen Yang said, "Professor Bai, we have to hurry."
Bai Tang quickened his pace without commenting.
In some schools, the teacher's office is in the teaching building, even on the same floor as the classroom, but in some schools, this structure is not set up like this. For example, in this mission site, the office is opposite the teaching building.
Chen Yang and Bai Tang held their breath at the same time as they entered the building. They faced the long corridor and felt the gloomy atmosphere coming from all directions.
This was Bai Tang's third time on a mission, and he had some experience but not enough. He was very clear about his strengths and weaknesses, so he chose to listen to Chen Yang, which was the most appropriate option.
Chen Yang wanted to eat a milk tablet but couldn't. The ones he put into the mission world had all grown by Jin Xiao. He took his hands out of his school uniform pockets, and after holding them for a long time, they didn't get warm and were still ice cold.
Time waits for no one. Chen pinched his fingers twice and stepped into the corridor: "Follow me." As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded behind him. He felt that Professor Bai was very similar to a pineapple, prickly on the outside but soft on the inside. He was wearing the skin of a cool cat, but he was actually a rabbit. When he was a little excited, his eyes would turn red and he was easy to bully.
Chen Yang calmed down and looked at the office door number as he walked.
The light in the corridor was very dim. Chen Yang's last mission was in an old building with bricked windows, and the mission before that was in the A3 building of the Science and Technology Park where the power was out. The light in both mission worlds was basically like this, and he was very used to it.
Bai Tang couldn't do it. He put one hand in his pocket holding the compass, and the other hand was clenched into a fist and hung at the edge of his trousers. He was extremely tense.
Chen Yang suddenly stopped Bai Tang.
Bai Tang was confused and took out a compass, looking around vigilantly.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Time passed by minute by minute, and there was no movement in the corridor. Bai Tang was about to ask Chen Yang why he stopped, but something unexpected appeared in his field of vision. All the blood in his body rushed to his head, and then froze the moment it rushed up.
Blood bead... It was a blood bead! Then another drop trembled and streaked across the void, and with a "smack" it hit the ground, blooming into a bright red blood flower.
Someone was walking, right in front of them!
The smell of blood in the corridor was real and strong. The man was seriously injured and was bleeding as he walked. Every drop of blood was accompanied by extremely terrifying resentment.
He died with twisted hatred in his heart, and his ghost lingered after his death.
Bai Tang's thin back was covered in cold sweat. It was a ghost! He subconsciously grabbed Chen Yang's arm.
Chen Yang let Bai Tang grab him. He held his breath, staring at the dripping blood without blinking to guess the location of the wound, which looked like it was on the wrist.
Did he die by cutting his wrist? Chen Yang followed this conjecture. If the artery in the wrist is cut off, blood will gush out in large streams, but this one is dripping, so it may be that it is almost dry.
Chen Yang looked at the trail of blood on the ground, and the scene of Chao Jian's hands being torn and bleeding when he delivered the package flashed through his mind. He closed his eyes and calmed himself. He was not in the classroom studying now, so the death taboo would not be triggered, so there was no need to worry about that.
The bloodstains spread to the door of an office. Chen Yang had a bad feeling in his heart. He took Bai Tang closer and saw that the office was indeed their destination.
Bai Tang said in a low voice: "The ghost has gone in, shall we leave?"
"Why leave? We're already here." Chen Yang's eyes were firm and resolute, "We'll go in too."
Bai Tang moved his bloodless lips: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Only then did he realize that he had been holding Chen Yang's arm the whole time, and the sweat on his palms had left water marks on the other's wrinkled school uniform. He withdrew his hand uncomfortably and retracted his fingertips.
Bai Tang was stunned when he realized that Chen Yang didn't care at all. He said softly, "Mr. Chen, the first time we met, my hostility towards you was caused by a misunderstanding. I took it for granted. I'm sorry."
Chen Yang didn't say anything. He was paying attention to what was going on in the office.
Bai Tang was exhausted from being trapped in love: "The first thing I saw that day was Xiangdong talking to you. He was very close to you, without any courtesy or defense. He was relaxed and real like a family. I was confused and blocked the person next to you. I subjectively thought that you and Xiangdong..."
Chen Yang interrupted Bai Tang with a stern face: "Professor Bai, don't talk about things that are irrelevant to the mission at this time. If you can't help but think about it, control yourself immediately."
Bai Tang's slightly red eyes showed the embarrassment and confusion that he couldn't hide in time: "I won't do it next time."
Chen Yang was defeated by his honesty and obedience: "Yeah."
The office was quite large and was shared by all the first-year class teachers. Chen Yang followed the bloodstains and found the desk of the class teacher of (1).
The bloodstain was not crooked, but a straight line, which meant that the evil ghost came to find the class teacher and was very familiar with this place.
Chen Yang suddenly asked, "Are you here to look for the old class teacher?"
Bai Tang, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that his heart stopped beating.
Chen Yang faced the end of the bloodstain, where there seemed to be a student standing, also looking at him.
The office was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"The exam is still going on. You can go to the teaching building to check in which exam room he might be invigilating," Chen Yang said again.
Still no response, Chen Yang and Bai Tang looked at each other.
Bai Tang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What response do you want? A ghost appears? Don't do this. I'm a little scared.
Chen Yang twitched his lips. The bloodstain stopped not far away and did not extend to other places. The evil ghost did not leave. It seemed that he wanted to stay here and wait for the class teacher.
"Go find it." Chen Yang whispered.
Bai Tang didn't move.
Chen Yang whispered to him: "Don't always look over there, just pretend you know nothing."
Bai Tang responded in an inaudible voice, then he picked up a stack of homework books on the table and started flipping through them.
Chen Yang pulled out a chair and sat down, then opened the drawer and looked at what was inside.
There were small noises in front of the desk. Bai Tang finished flipping through the homework book and put it back. He moved the cactus away and reached for the calendar. At that moment, he unconsciously glanced at the direction where the blood stopped. He saw a boy standing by the desk with his head down and his face unclear. His school uniform was dripping with blood.
Bai Tang's hand trembled and the calendar fell to the ground. Chen Yang reacted quickly and grabbed it.
Chen Yang sensed the reason from Bai Tang's abnormality. He pulled him to the corner of the office and asked, "What does he look like?"
Bai Tang shook his head.
Chen Yang: "What about the body shape?"
Bai Tang's voice was muffled in his throat: "Just an ordinary high school student."
Chen Yang stared at the movement of the blood vigilantly. Although Bai Tang didn't see the face clearly, he was able to determine the gender: it was a boy.
"Do you smell oil smoke and food on him?" Chen Yang asked.
Bai Tang: “No.”
Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, which meant that the owner of the eye outside the window was not a ghost, but another unknown person.
"Do you think he looks like any other student in your class?" Chen Yang asked in an ambiguous tone. "It's okay if you feel like it."
Bai Tang raised his head suddenly: "You are doubting..." He took a breath and mouthed, "Two deaths, and those students were sitting in their seats."
Chen Yang also knew that his suspicion was unreasonable, but he could not ignore the information left by Wang Yang's body. This strong contradiction seemed to remind him something over and over again, but he could not uncover the veil covering the answer.
"Keep looking." Chen Yang handed the calendar to Bai Tang, "Finish checking this."
Bai Tang took the calendar and looked at it. It was for this month and no day was marked. He flipped through it and found a detail.
The papers from February, March, April, and December were not new, and looked like they had all been flipped through. Now I was flipping through them all from the beginning.
Bai Tang pondered for a moment and put the calendar back to its place.
Chen Yang and Bai Tang searched the office desks all over. They looked at each other. This scene was a bit similar to the one in the Penang restaurant. The difference was that they went from being "rivals in love" as Bai Tang thought they were to being teammates.
"I couldn't find any internal school documents." Chen Yang scratched his head irritably. There was an alarm clock on his desk. The time was already past eleven twenty and there were only ten minutes left before the exam was over.
"Should we retreat?" Bai Tang asked Chen Yang for his opinion.
Chen Yang: "Retreat..."
He accidentally glanced at the trash can next to the chair and found some scraps of paper in it. He narrowed his eyes and the next moment he bent down to pick up the trash can.
Bai Tang saw Chen Yang pick up the shredded paper from the trash can and put it on the table. He quickly understood the other party's actions and helped to piece the shredded paper together.
"Canteen," Chen Yang recited the number he had spelled out, "There's more, hurry up." As he spoke, he quickened his pace, fiddling with his hands in a pile of scraps of paper.
Bai Tang found a few fragments and placed them behind the "canteen".
"Staff, intentional," Chen Yang said, "Intentional what?" He looked at Bai Tang who was looking over, and they said in unison, "Poisoning?"
The two of them quickly rummaged through the pile of shredded paper and soon found the fragments of the two words.
Canteen staff deliberately poisoned
This newly discovered clue caught Chen Yang off guard. He thought it was a poisoning incident caused by stale food in the cafeteria, but he didn't expect it to be a deliberate poisoning.
Why did the staff poison the high school students... How many causes and consequences are there
Chen Yang once again thought of the owner of the eye outside the window. Could the other party be the canteen staff who poisoned the food? It was reasonable that the clothes of the canteen workers would smell like oil smoke and food. His thoughts suddenly stopped: "Go!"
Before Bai Tang's brain could react, his body had already followed Chen Yang's instructions. When he left the office, he looked back. That one look gave him a fright. The head teacher was back!
If they go out later, they will be caught by the class teacher.
Bai Tang was shocked by Chen Yang's sharpness. He remembered something and his face changed drastically: "Why didn't the head teacher go in through the door and appeared directly in the office?"
"He must be dead." Chen Yang said.
Bai Tang heard his casual tone and pursed his lips and said, "In my first two missions, there was only one ghost, that is, the target, and the others were all living people."
"The more tasks you complete, the more situations you will encounter." Chen Yang kept walking.
Bai Tang hummed, and suddenly said, "That ghost boy is also in the office!"
"He probably wants to rekindle the teacher-student relationship with his homeroom teacher." Chen Yang left the long dark corridor behind him.
Bai Tang said, "Shouldn't we go back and take a peek?"
Chen Yang smiled and shook his head: "I have a family, I can't take such risks."
Bai Tang: “…”
How stupid he was at that time, he actually mistakenly thought that Chen Yang was with Xiang Dong... Chen Yang was clearly a man with a partner.
All clues eventually lead to the cafeteria. That place must be investigated.
Chen Yang strode towards the cafeteria.
Bai Tang's eyelashes were covered with snowflakes, which made her eyes and eyebrows look more elegant. "It's dinner time now, the staff are all here, we can't go in."
"I know." Chen Yang said, "I'm hungry."
Bai Tang: “…Oh.”
"We'll sneak in at night." Chen Yang put his hands in his pockets and walked forward, his sneakers leaving deep and shallow footprints in the snow.
"What if the time tonight jumps?" Bai Tang exhaled white air.
"Just jump, as long as it's at night, it doesn't matter what day it is." Chen Yang turned around and moved towards the teaching building.
The exam time was over. After handing in their papers, the test takers went downstairs and stamped their feet and rubbed their hands under the eaves. Chen Yang glanced around but did not see Wen Qing and Jin Xiaochang.
"They went to the pond." Yang Xue, who was squatting against the wall, spoke.
Pond? Chen Yang remembered that Wen Qing had mentioned this place. He walked up the steps and asked, "Did he say what he was going to do there?"
"Look at the snow scenery." Yang Xue said.
Chen Yang: “… …” He was about to talk about the clues in the office, but suddenly found that even if Wen Qing and Jin Xiaochang were removed, the number of people was still wrong.
"Is there anyone who hasn't come down yet?" Chen Yang looked at his teammates one by one, but no one answered.
Chen Yang looked at Qian Qin.
"I'm not sure." Qian Qin and his brother stood together, shoulder to shoulder, forming a small world.
Chen Yang counted and found that one person was missing. When he was about to search floor by floor, a weak voice came from the corner.
"Dead." Zeng Jin sat on the cold ground, his body limp and lifeless, his two swollen holes wide open with empty eyes, "They are all dead."
There was an uproar in the team. Chen Yang asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure?"
Zeng Jin's tone was even: "When I came out, I saw him still sitting in his seat, so I went to the door and called him, but I found that his body was stiff, with several pens and rubber tape stuffed in his mouth. His mouth... his mouth had become a pencil case."
"He stayed in the examination room forever..." Zeng Jin said dully. The next second he hugged his head with both hands and cried out at the top of his lungs, "He stayed there forever!"
"It's so terrible, why did I have to enter the mission world..." Zeng Jin's mood was completely ruined. He fell down trembling, curled up his hands and feet, and screamed "Ah", feeling helpless and desperate.
Negative emotions are contagious and pervasive, directly invading the heart and soul. Most of the teammates' psychological defenses were affected by Zeng Jin and were collapsing at an unpredictable speed. They also began to cry. The final exams were three days away, and they were in a separate exam room, surrounded by invisible students and teachers. It was too scary.
Today is the first day, and one person has died before half of the time has passed. What should I do next? Just skip it, please, even if it's just for a day or half a day.
Chen Yang did not comfort his teammates. He had said those words before, more than once, but few people listened to them. And even if they did, they would still panic and collapse next time.
Sometimes Chen Yang would feel that he was very lucky because he had a teacher to accompany him and teach and guide him when he was a rookie.
Chen Yang took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it. He quickly went up to the fourth floor and found that there was no one in the classroom. All the students had gone to eat.
"What are you looking for?" Bai Tang, who followed over, panted.
Chen Yang's breath was steady: "Just look around." He changed his words, "Wang Juan has already looked for them, so there's no need to look for them. Among the remaining people, I'm more concerned about Lin Yang, Jiang Wei, Xia Le, Zhong Qi, Xu Lulu, and Li Li. We'll each be responsible for half."
"Then I'll find the desks of the first three people." Bai Tang acted quickly.
Chen Yang sat in Xu Lulu's seat. Most of the books he saw were mathematics reference books. He picked up one at random and read it from beginning to end, then switched to another one.
Next to Xu Lulu was Huang Yu's desk. Chen Yang glanced at it and saw that it was so clean and tidy, as if no one had ever sat on it. He looked away and continued to flip through the book.
After flipping through four or five books in a row without any results, Chen Yang changed his sitting position. He was about to finish flipping through the book in his hand and search the desk pocket, but he didn't expect to see a few words on the last page.
Bai Tang's voice suddenly came from the front, and Chen Yang went over with the book: "What's wrong?"
Bai Tang pointed at the open book, which contained a beautiful bookmark with the words: Ride the wind and waves! Win the college entrance examination!
Chen Yang's eyes turned from the bookmark to the book in his hand. On the last page, three words were written in pencil: Countdown...
There is a light gray mark behind "Countdown" and a few debris, as if a number had just been erased with an eraser and a new one was about to be written.
Bai Tang fell silent after reading those three words.
Chen Yang did not say anything. These two pieces of information were enough to prove one thing: this class was not the beginning of high school, nor had they been in school for one or two years, but rather they were seniors who had already entered the countdown to the college entrance examination and preparation stage. However, their lives, youth and dreams had all ended because of food poisoning.
Now they were starting over... all over again.