Xi Ying lowered her head and continued to study the portrait and said: "She does want to kill you, and she does want to send you a message. There is no such thing as a good ghost in this world. After they die, their consciousness is not completely controlled by themselves. . If you get the news she wants to give you, you will not die. On the contrary, if you fail to get her point for a long time, then her patience is limited and she will kill you without hesitation after it is exhausted. Kill."
These words made Wen Youyang feel uncomfortable.
"Have you finished eating?" Xi Ying asked without raising her head.
Wen Youyang pulled the last bit of porridge into his mouth and said "I'm finished" inarticulately.
"Let's go then." Xi Ying stood up and said, "Go to the office."
It can be seen from the figure Xi Ying on the two pieces of paper that it is at least a middle-aged man.
And the middle-aged men who can appear in the school are most likely teachers.
I still have to go to the office, and it’s the office where the murder took place yesterday.
There are two pieces of information that overlap.
One is that Zhang Jiaqi always has a bad attitude towards the class teacher, and the other is that the person on the note clearly looks like a middle-aged man.
So Xi Ying had to see what kind of person Zhang Jiaqi's class teacher was.
The two came to the office door together.
Yesterday, the place was covered with blood, and the strong smell of blood seemed to choke people to death.
But now, the office is as tidy as new, and everything is as if nothing happened. The people inside sit quietly in their seats and work.
Just like yesterday when they saw the classroom of Grade 3 and Grade 4, the dead Xiao Ran disappeared out of thin air, and the blood stains and broken electric fan in the classroom returned to their original state.
This is already a very scary thing to think about.
Knock knock knock.
Xi Ying raised her hand and knocked on the office door.
Soon a reply came from inside: "Come in."
Xi Ying opened the door and walked in. Wen Youyang stood at the door and refused to close it.
Yesterday, a tragedy happened after the man walked in. He couldn't close the door. Maybe it was because he went in and closed the door that it caused the massacre.
Xi Ying walked into the office very calmly, scanned the faces of everyone in the office, and finally settled on a man's face.
She walked towards the man.
The man was looking at something on the computer when he noticed someone coming over. He first dealt with the things on the computer and then looked up at Xi Ying.
"Lu Zhu, what's the matter?" he asked.
Xi Ying said: "It's nothing. It's just that I had a dream last night, and I was a little afraid that my mental state was not good. I was afraid that it would affect my study, so I wanted to ask the teacher for help."
The head teacher asked: "What dream? Sit down and tell me."
Xi Ying: "No, dreams are quite short, so I'll just stand and say it. Teacher, I dreamed of Zhang Jiaqi last night."
The head teacher's eyes trembled slightly, and then he asked nonchalantly: "Did you see it at the scene the day Jiaqi had an accident?"
Xi Ying did not answer his question and said to herself: "I dreamed that Zhang Jiaqi was crying. She said she didn't want to die either. She asked me to help her bring the real murderer to justice."
The head teacher suddenly became angry: "Your task now is to study hard, and you don't have to worry about other things! Also, you think about it every day and dream about it at night. You must think too much about Zhang Jiaqi during the day, and you don't think about it at night." You would have such a ridiculous dream! I will grant you a day off. You go back to the dormitory and have a good rest. If you have anything to say, we will talk about it tomorrow!"