A situation like what Tang Qin encountered at this moment has a common name among the people, called ghost pressing on the bed.
Many people must have encountered this situation. Most of them happen when they wake up from sleep. They are obviously very clear-headed and can sense the external situation, but they are unable to control their bodies for a short period of time. It is like the soul is separated from the body. That feeling doesn't have much impact, and it will get better automatically after a while.
Tang Qin didn't know why she was like this. She had never encountered a situation where a ghost was on the bed. When she heard the knock on the door outside the house, her first reaction was that Mu Qianjun was here. She wanted to get up and talk to him. Talk, but can't do it.
"Who is it, knocking on the door in the middle of the night!" Pang Lan, who was watching a drama and excitedly looking forward to the place, was interrupted. His whole face darkened, and he shouted impatiently toward the door, but he still got up and opened the door. .
"Squeak..."
The door to the dormitory was pushed open. When she saw the person coming, Pang Lan was stunned for a moment: "Zhang Qing, didn't you go back? Why are you running here again so late?"
Zhang Qing smiled: "My boyfriend has something to do. I'll accompany him back to school to get some things. It's a bit late, so I won't leave. I'll stay in the dormitory for one night."
Pang Lan quickly stepped aside to let Zhang Qing in, and nodded with a smile and said: "It's good to come back and live there. There are not many people in the dormitory. Compared with other dormitories, our dormitory is the most deserted. At least you will be more lively when you come back." Aren't some?"
Zhang Qing entered the room and suddenly stopped when she heard Pang Lan's words. The corners of her mouth raised with a strange arc. The smile was extremely penetrating in people's eyes and asked: "Do you really hope that I can come back to live here often?"
Pang Lan was stunned again, then nodded: "Of course, it's good to have one more person. When we graduate, we won't even have the chance to live together."
"Okay," Zhang Qing walked towards her desk, "Don't worry, I will definitely come here often in the future. After all, you are my good classmates..."
Tang Qin listened to the conversation between the two. Although she could not move, her consciousness was extremely clear.
She was going crazy. The meaning of what Zhang Qing just said was obviously not right. Moreover, the most important thing was that there was a very important clue in the news she heard during the day. Tao Tiancheng, Zhang Qing's boyfriend seemed to have disappeared. Got it!
This was what Tao Tiancheng's roommate overheard from their class teacher. The credibility was basically gone, but Zhang Qing just said that she would come back with her boyfriend to get something, which caused a big problem.
Either Zhang Qing is lying and she is deliberately concealing the news of Tao Tiancheng's disappearance. So why should she conceal it? Is it because Tao Tiancheng's disappearance is related to her? So it makes sense that the police found her.
Of course, there is another possibility, but this possibility should be the most untenable in common sense logic.
In line with Tang Qin's initial suspicion, Zhang Qing is not Zhang Qing. Something happened to her and Tao Tiancheng. The person standing under the bed now is the murderer!
However, this statement is really unbelievable. After all, it is too difficult for one person to become another person. Although science and technology are very advanced now, and cosmetics are even called evil arts, it only takes a few days. Time, even plastic surgery cannot heal the wound so quickly.
Unless, the murderer pretending to be Zhang Qing is not a human being, but what is he if he is not a human being? Is it really like what Pang Lan said casually before, that he is not a human but a ghost
Just before daytime, Tang Qin still looked dismissive when she heard this. Come on, she wants to be a detective. Handling cases involves evidence and reasoning. What the hell, you Think of it as writing a novel! In the clear world, under the blue sky, what nonsense are you talking about!
But now, for some reason, Tang Qin always felt guilty. She knew that such a thing should not exist, but she would always think about it for no reason, as if she was possessed by a demon.
Zhang Qing glanced at the figure on the side bed and asked Pang Lan: "Is Tang Qin asleep? What's wrong? Is he feeling uncomfortable? It's not like her to sleep so early today. Wasn't he always a night owl before? .”
Pang Lan shook his head: "Who knows, maybe she is tired. She doesn't know what happened today. She has been nervous all day. By the way, Zhang Qing, have you seen the class teacher and department leaders? ?Can you tell me what happened before?"
Zhang Qing's expression suddenly changed, and then the weird smile appeared on his face again when he entered the room: "You seem to be very interested? Some things are better not to be known."
"As for that exaggeration? As you know, my only hobby is to inquire about some messy news and stories. If you can't tell me, then I won't listen." Pang Lan curled his lips. He had obviously promised it before, but now he didn't. She was indeed a little embarrassed to be rejected by Zhang Qing. At the same time, she also felt that the other party was deliberately trying to embarrass her.
Zhang Qing shook her head slightly: "It's not that I can't let you know, it's just that you have to pay something, and I happen to need it too, so let's make an exchange."
Hearing this, Tang Qin had a bad premonition. She shouted desperately in her heart that she hoped Pang Lan would never agree, but she couldn't make a sound or make any move. The whole dormitory was filled with confusion. It was an extremely weird and terrifying atmosphere, but Pang Lan seemed not to be able to sense it at all, which made Tang Qin very worried.
After all, there is something really wrong with this Zhang Qing. No matter she is a human or some messy thing, if something is done to her and Pang Lan, they have no ability to resist.
Pang Lan was also very entangled. She had to pay the price just for listening to a piece of gossip. This made her feel very unhappy. She thought Zhang Qing was really bad. Where were her classmates and roommates? If you can't say it, you can't say it. Why should you hide it if you can say it? You have to take advantage of it
Therefore, she really wanted to sternly reject Zhang Qing, then ignore him and show her face to him. What the hell, bullying? But the inner rejection cannot match the instinctive demand. For a person who regards gossip as the only pleasure in life, who can understand the torment and uncomfortable feeling when the first-hand gossip is right in front of him and he cannot know it
This is like a paparazzi who sees the love affair of the innocent queen Cai Yiyan but cannot take a photo and make headlines. This feeling is simply more uncomfortable than killing him!
"Okay, tell me, if it's too much, I won't agree. I don't have much living expenses this month. Even if I borrow money, I can't borrow much." Pang Lan said tangledly. For normal people, exchange The first reaction was naturally money. After all, they were all a group of students, and Pang Lan didn't feel that he had anything to exchange with the other party except money.
Zhang Qing smiled happily. The smile looked extremely weird and terrifying under the weak incandescent light. She opened her mouth suddenly, and her voice suddenly changed to a man's in the next second, and it was Pang Lan and Tang. A man whom Qin has heard of before: "Don't worry, I'm just borrowing it, or I'll give you mine in the worst case!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a long, soft and wet thing suddenly appeared in Zhang Qing's mouth, and it slipped straight down and fell to the ground. It was extremely bright red, but it was half a tongue.
At this moment, Pang Lan's eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out of their sockets. His face was so frightened that his facial features were a little distorted. His mouth was open, but he couldn't make any sound.
After all, anyone who sees a living person in front of him speaking well and suddenly half of his tongue falling out of his mouth, still twitching and twisting like an earthworm on the ground, will probably be scared to death for half of his life.
Zhang Qing, no, it should be called Tao Tiancheng, who looked down at the half-cut tongue on the ground, smiled sheepishly, and said with a big tongue: "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my opening, and I scared you. But it doesn’t matter, we will change it later and it won’t fall off again.”
Change? I'll take your place! (To be continued)