Ren Li still went up to take a closer look at the situation in the lounge, and sure enough, he couldn't see what happened just now.
The blood and brains on the baseball bat used to kill were all gone, as if someone had taken it out and threw it on the ground.
Ren Li picked up the baseball bat and badminton racket and put them back in their original positions.
He also screwed the cap on the bottle of medicinal wine and put it back in place.
I didn't stay long, and after observing for a while, I went back to another room.
Pei Jingling was still lying on the bed and didn't wake up. The gentleman took out his glasses and pressed his eyes with his eyes closed. He didn't seem to be in a good mood.
Sleeping on his stomach will compress the heart and cause suffocation. Ren Li helped Pei Jingling up, carefully avoided his injury, and sat in his arms.
Then he raised his eyes and said softly, "Ren Li."
The gentle man paused, put on his eyes, and introduced himself: "My name is Jiang Ruohai."
Nose sniffed, eyes narrowed slightly, "Is there no blood?"
Ren Li looked at Zhao Mingjie, who was casually lying to one side, his clothes became white and clean, and replied in a low voice, "The body is gone."
Jiang Ruohai nodded, and then asked the question he cared about most: "How did you come across the things here?"
He is completely incapable, even standing on the ground, there is no feeling of being fully stepped on, more like a state of vain soul.
"I'm not very clear." Ren Li said, "I just want to touch them in my heart, and I can touch them."
Jiang Ruohai frowned slightly and stretched out his hand to pick up the pen on the table, but after several attempts, his palm went through it, and he couldn't touch the object at all.
"No." Jiang Ruohai frowned, "I've already fully focused, why is it still not working?"
Of course Ren Li saw it and was a little surprised, but his face didn't show it, he just said in a low voice, "I don't know either."
Jiang Ruohai pursed his lips displeasedly.
His expression was a little cold and arrogant, and there was a trace of scrutiny and rejection in Ren Li's eyes.
After all, he is not bad himself, whether in the game or in reality, he is considered to be a person of the "elite" class. To put it bluntly, he is a little arrogant and arrogant, and now there is a person who is pressing his head, and his heart is not very refreshing.
But he's not stupid, at least he won't take the initiative to provoke him, and he can cooperate.
Ren Li could see Jiang Ruohai's arrogance and resentment, and his expression didn't change. He didn't come to make friends, so he didn't care about it at all.
Raising his jaw slightly, he gestured Zhao Mingjie's direction: "What's his name?"
Jiang Ruohai replied, "Zhao Mingjie."
"Did you meet any other players this morning?"
"No, he doesn't seem to have any social interaction at all." Jiang Ruohai glanced at Zhao Mingjie and briefly explained his situation, "You came late just now. According to those people, I guess he often plays with the teacher. Reports' and so on, so no one in the school wanted to contact him. He was rather dull, and he didn't resist when he was isolated. He came here early in class to read alone."
Ren Li's expression moved slightly, just now this Zhao Mingjie looked like a perverted murderer, but he didn't show any signs of not resisting.
If Jing Ling's current personality is a bit paranoid and gloomy, it can't fully explain that the fight just now was so-called "out of control".
That person's character and his performance can be regarded as completely two extremes.
Combined with the "voice in his head" that Pei Jingling told him, Ren Li's eyes became a little gloomy.
"What about you?" Jiang Ruohai looked back, "What's your boyfriend's name?"
Hearing the word "boyfriend", Ren Li coughed lightly and replied, "Pei Jingling."
"He didn't have anyone at school to approach either."
Jiang Ruohai could see that it was because of his sexuality, so he politely nodded in response.
Ren Li continued: "We met the girl who was with you yesterday, and her half body. She and Jing Ling are now in the same class."
Jiang Ruohai adjusted his glasses, remembered what the students had just said, and guessed, "My name is Wan Ningman? Hmm... Her 'wind comment' doesn't seem to be very good."
Ren Li said "um": "I'm also a student who was raped on campus."
Jiang Ruohai squinted his eyes slightly: "Then the remaining two groups of players are not also students like this, right?"
Ren Li was noncommittal, obviously he also guessed so.
"What is this?" Jiang Ruohai's narrow fox eyes showed a hint of shrewdness, "A copy of the theme of 'school violence'? Then what is the meaning of our existence?"
"Wouldn't it be enlightenment and persuading them?" Jiang Ruohai said, "That kid just went crazy, I'm afraid he's already mentally deranged, right?"
Ren Li didn't follow the guess, but said indifferently: "I don't know, there is not enough information now."
He has always been rigorous, and what he said can be considered from the heart. In addition, he was originally exchanging information with Jiang Ruohai. As for the content of his thoughts, he did not plan to discuss it with him.
"Aren't you nervous?" Jiang Ruohai felt that he was being despised, so he couldn't directly say things like "You can't have no clues".
Euphemistically but with a bit of dissatisfaction, he asked, "There have been murders, and they have already been very repelled, so don't you worry about what big things will happen to them next?"
Ren Li gently followed Pei Jingling's hair, looking really not nervous: "At present, it should not be."
Jiang Ruohai frowned: "Why?"
"Just think about it for a while," Ren Li said. "The sound insulation here is not good. When Zhao Mingjie killed a man just now, many students escaped. Those students have never been idle. Such a big thing is definitely considered a murder. It's a big deal. But so far, we haven't heard any unusual commotion. Not to mention the bodies have disappeared."
If you can't catch the most basic details, what's there to be arrogant about
Ren Li lowered his eyes and looked at Pei Jingling, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, and wiped the tears on his face with his fingertips.
Or his own little ancestors are smarter.
Jiang Ruohai really didn't notice it. After a few seconds of speech, he squinted his eyes: "Do you mean that killing someone has no effect?"
Ren Li was still serious: "I didn't say that."
Jiang Ruohai pursed his lips in displeasure and continued to ask, "Then what do you mean...?"
Ren Li didn't have a very good impression of him just now, and now he was annoyed by the question. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't mean anything, I just explain the facts. As for the conclusion, I want to have different opinions."
Jiang Ruohai still realized the rejection of this sentence, and pursed his lips in displeasure, but did not speak.
There was silence in the lounge.
Those students didn't come to find fault, and Ren Li didn't plan to take the initiative to find them.
He stayed in the lounge all the time, holding Pei Jingling and waiting for him to wake up. He also sorted out some of the existing knowledge in his mind, and then thought about how to communicate and discuss with Pei Jingling.
I don't know if he jumped out of the concept of games, and then discussed with Pei Jingling, whether he could still be consistent with his own thinking.
Ren Li squeezed his cheek lightly. Pei Jingling, who looked like a high school student, had a little baby fat on her tender face, and her cheeks were bouncy and felt great.
It is this cold personality that is really annoying.
Ren Li's expressionless face showed a hint of helpless tenderness, and whispered: "Sure enough, the character will never match the appearance."
He pinched the tip of Pei Jingling's nose and shook it lightly, and said helplessly, "It was you during the inspection period, but now you have been torturing me."
After adjusting his posture, Pei Jingling lay in his arms more comfortably, and he closed his eyes to accompany him to sleep.
Pei Jingling had been in a coma for a long time. When he woke up, it was already afternoon.
Feeling that he was being held again, he opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Ren Li's well-defined jawline and handsome profile, his whole body seemed to be nestled in his arms.
The two are so close now that Pei Jingling can already hear Ren Li's even and subtle breathing.
Pei Jingling's ears warmed slightly, and he pressed his elbow against Ren Li's chest. He still resisted being so close to a man.
He wiggled a little, and Ren Li, who was in a light sleep, woke up, looked at Pei Jingling with narrowed eyes, and said softly, "You are awake."
When he first woke up, his voice was low and magnetic, irritating Pei Jingling's eardrums, making him feel like an electric shock, and he unconsciously felt a little jolt.
Pei Jing made a random "um", pushed him again, and said, "Okay, let me down."
Ren Li followed him, sat him on the bed beside him, and asked in a low voice, "How does your body feel? Does it still hurt?"
"I'm used to it, it's within the acceptable range." Pei Jingling glanced at Zhao Mingjie, who was still in a coma, and frowned, "What's wrong with him?"
"It's nothing, I hit him on the back of the neck, and he should be waking up soon." Ren Li paused and asked again, "Do you remember what happened before you fell into a coma?"
"Of course I remember." Pei Jingling's eyes sank a little, and his cold voice was filled with ice, "He killed a lot of people, and I was on the verge of losing control."
The blood stimulated his brain, and the indescribable excitement and agitation encouraged him to join this happy killing.
Pei Jingling raised her eyes to look at Ren Li, squinting her eyes slightly, "But it seems that this matter has no effect on other people in the school?"
Ren Li was not surprised by his sharpness, and nodded: "The corpses have all disappeared, leaving no traces."
Jiang Ruohai, who had been standing beside him, did not speak, and looked at them quietly with his arms folded.
"The memories of those people have disappeared, right? Otherwise, we wouldn't have stayed so peacefully until now." Pei Jingling was silent for a few seconds, with a hint of doubt and obscurity in his tone, and asked himself in a low voice, "What on earth do I exist in? In such a world?"
From the appearance of Ren Li this morning, all of this began to exceed the normal cognition of all his existing memories.
Is this all real, or is it just an imaginary world
Ren Li reached out and gently held Pei Jingling's hand, pinching his palm: "This is a world full of supernatural power."
"Then why are we the only ones who are different?" Pei Jingling raised her eyes and said affirmatively, "Ningman and Zhao also have so-called half-lengths, right?"
Ren Li didn't hide it, he said "um", and even said meaningfully: "You are different from other people in this world."
Pei Jingling's eyes moved slightly, with a thoughtful look.
Then he took his hand out of Ren Li's, stood up from the bed, and put down the brushed sleeves.
Ren Li also stood up.
Jiang Ruohai adjusted his glasses: "Where are you going?"
Ren Li replied, "He should be going back to the classroom."
Pei Jingling paused slightly, and then realized that Ren Li should be talking to Zhao Mingjie's half body.
He opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but pursed his lips back.
When he and Ren Li left the lounge, Pei Jingling couldn't help but asked, "Does student Zhao's half body also like him?"
The word "also" made Ren Li cough lightly and said solemnly, "I don't like it."
Pei Jingling nodded slightly and continued to ask, "What about Ningman?"
Ren Li shook his head.
"I thought..." Pei Jingling paused and frowned, "Then why did they become half-length?"
Ren Li couldn't explain it from the perspective of game team formation, but said vaguely: "This is a process of mutual selection."
Pei Jingling lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
After being silent for a while, he raised his eyes and asked, "What's the point of being half bodies?"
Ren Li roughly sorted this out and said, "Probably the half-length character is completely opposite to the flawed side of your character. Wan Ningman is relatively inferior and shy, but her half-length is strong and lively. Zhao Mingjie is submissive, He's honest, but he's half-arrogant and shrewd."
"What about you and me?" Pei Jingling paused and said hesitantly, "...It's not because I'm too naive, that's why you are so lecherous?"
Ren Li: "..."