On the way to the teaching building, Bo Ye looked at the time on the phone and said, "Stay outside for an hour at most, and get back before five o'clock, so as not to be discovered by other people and the inflatable doll."
"Inflatable doll?" Startled, Gu Meng, who is a man, immediately started thinking, "You mean Teacher Xiaoyu?"
Bo Ye cast a "you know" glance at him.
Gu Meng nodded knowingly.
Those cups are really inflated.
At this point, the students were all in class. Walking up the stairs to Class A of the third year, the three of them could hear the sound of lectures coming from the class along the way.
Walking to the class on the fourth floor, pushing open the door, Tang Zhi said, "Did you notice just now? In different classes, the content of the lectures is the same."
After reminiscing, Gu Meng hissed in confusion: "I really didn't pay attention, what did you say?"
"Walk along the river, forget the distance of the road, and suddenly come across the peach blossom forest." Tang Zhidao: "No matter which floor you go to, this classical Chinese sentence will be heard repeatedly. Sometimes the teacher is reading it, and sometimes the students are reading it aloud."
Gu Meng looked at him blankly, and at a glance, he knew that he was a scumbag when he was a student: "What does this sentence mean?"
Bo Ye sneered unceremoniously: "Mr. Gu, if you don't understand this, how can you teach and educate people?"
Gu Meng revealed that his occupation is a preschool teacher, so other players occasionally call him "Teacher Gu".
"Which preschool teacher have you ever met who wants to teach classical Chinese!" Gu Meng blushed from the sarcasm, unconvinced, "Then tell me what it means."
Bo Ye leaned on the edge of the desk, thought for a while, and said, "I remembered."
Crossing his long legs, he smiled confidently: "I was a scumbag when I was a student, and I don't remember the meaning of this sentence."
Gu Meng: "...you are very proud."
"It's from Tao Yuanming's "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring." Tang Zhi couldn't see the two chickens pecking at each other, and explained aloud, "It's about the process of a fisherman entering the Peach Blossom Spring."
"Be taught and be taught." Gu Meng thought about it for a while, and said cautiously: "Will it be related to the clue?"
Tang Zhi shrugged, saying that he didn't know either.
"Take a look at these photos." Bo Ye kept his eyes on a small wall covered with photos, "At first I thought there was something wrong with my eyes."
The two walked over upon hearing the sound.
Tang Zhi squinted his eyes, and after confirming that it was not his own problem, he said, "It should be automatically blocked by human eyes, similar to the effect of a mosaic."
There are many group photos of Class A of the third year posted on the wall. Some are group photos of the class, and some are group photos of classmates. The students in the photos are crowded in front of the camera with bright smiles. They are young boys and girls in their prime.
But the strange thing is that in many photos, there is always a face that cannot be seen clearly, and there is a cloud of mist floating on that face. No matter how the line of sight moves, the white mist follows like a shadow, as if it is embedded in the naked eye of the person, which is very strange. Comfortable.
Observing those photos where white mist appeared in the past, Tang Zhi pointed to one of the photos of two people, which showed a man and a woman standing side by side.
The man on the left should be a teacher. He looks very young, wears black-rimmed glasses, has a gentle smile, and looks like he just graduated from college. The girl on the right has her face covered by a mosaic, so she can't see clearly.
He said: "It's Chunzi, everyone who can't see clearly is Chunzi."
Bo Ye nodded. In a group photo, sixteen students stood in two rows, and all of them had clear faces, except for a girl who squatted in the middle of the first row.
"In order to prevent players from seeing Chunzi's appearance..." He pondered for a moment, then snapped his fingers suddenly, "The mosaic is not printed on the photo, if the human eyes are shielded and cannot see clearly, can we see it with the camera? "
Gu Meng thought about it, good idea.
He took out his mobile phone: "Let me take a look."
Although the mobile phone provided by the game is old, with a small screen, slag pixels, and the buttons are still stuck, it still does not prevent it from being an excellent smart flip camera phone that can play snakes.
He turned on the camera and pointed the lens at the photo of the two of them.
The camera interface was pitch black, and it worked normally after reflecting for a while.
The moment the screen turned on, Gu Meng shook her hand and pressed the button to shoot, and at the same time, the flip phone fell to the ground.
Surprised, he uttered a foul language in a low voice.
Tang Zhi looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Covering her eyes with her hand, Gu Meng couldn't say a word: "Look for yourself."
Bo Ye picked up the phone, and when he saw the frozen photo in the camera, he paused for two seconds, and raised his eyebrows for a long time: "The little thing looks very unique."
Tang Zhi approached, climbed on the man's shoulder and looked at the photo.
Undoubtedly it was Junko.
In the photo, Chunzi is grinning, her uneven teeth look like they have been corroded by sulfuric acid, and they are almost blackened. A face and dark eyes with no whites.
The photos taken with the mobile phone became supernatural photos, so it is still impossible to know Chunzi's real appearance.
Bo Ye pressed a few buttons and handed the phone back to Gu Meng: "Forget it, let's go and look at other things."
Gu Meng held back the discomfort and quickly deleted the photo, but was shocked when it returned to the desktop—
That bastard Bo Ye set the supernatural photo just now as a desktop screensaver!
The other two went to other places in the classroom. Tang Zhi still stood in front of the photo wall, looked up for a while, reached out and pulled out the thumbtack on the blue plastic board, and took down the photo of the two of them.
He looked down and saw that there was no pocket on the skirt, but fortunately Bo Ye's uniform coat was tied around his waist, and he put the photo in the pocket of the coat.
Gu Meng walked to Chunzi's desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, lowered her head and looked inside the desk, and found a lot of love letters and chocolates inside.
"Is it so popular?"
Having seen Junzi after becoming a female ghost, it is hard to imagine what she looked like before she was alive.
Bo Ye casually flipped through the textbooks on the desk, and said, "The handwriting is neat and the notes are clear. You can tell that you are a good student. In the pencil case is the grade slip at the end of last semester, and you are ranked among the top five in the class."
Gu Meng raised her head, thought for a while, and guessed: "So Chunzi's personality is a campus goddess and a school bully, and she should be popular with teachers and students. Why do you think that male teacher pushed her off the roof?"
Tang Zhi came to Chunzi's front seat, facing Gu Meng, and was about to raise his legs and sit astride the chair, but he heard Bo Ye coughing lightly from the side.
Tang Zhi looked at him: "Why?"
Bo Ye spread out the textbook to cover half of his face, looked at him, then at his pleated skirt, the gesture was obvious.
Wearing a skirt, pay attention to sitting posture.
Tang Zhi raised one brow, his precious little face looked indifferent.
What am I afraid of as a man.
Bo Ye ground his teeth, and slapped the textbook on the table behind him.
He walked forward, sat sideways on the chair, then pulled Tang Zhi down, sat on his lap with his back facing him, and worriedly grabbed the coat tied around his waist and gathered it in the middle.
Tang Zhi sat down obediently, with his head down and his lips pursed into a smile, he took out a piece of A4 paper and put it on Chunzi's desk, and took out a ballpoint pen to write on it.
Gu Meng tilted her head, looked at what he was writing, and read aloud following the handsome and powerful handwriting.
"Male teacher..."
"Female classmate..."
"The roof..."
"A..."
Tang Zhi looked up at him: "What did you think of?"
Gu Meng met the eyes of the little beauty at close range, her heart trembled, she sat back unnaturally on the back of the chair, and said, "To be honest, don't blame me for being dirty, I always feel that the male teacher has an affair with Chunzi , how can there be a normal male teacher and a female student to meet on the rooftop."
Tang Zhi rested his chin on one hand and looked at the photo wall, while holding the ballpoint pen on the other hand.
Bo Ye asked: "Do you have an idea in your mind?"
Tang Zhi shook his head and said nothing.
At this time, footsteps suddenly sounded at the door, and the three of them were startled at the same time, turning their heads to look.
Enjin stood at the door of the classroom and said, "You have been away for a long time."
Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Gu Meng breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned him in: "Did you not be noticed when you came out?"
Enjin shook her head and walked to where they were.
When he came to the desk, his eyes slid to the A4 paper, and he said calmly: "There is a dead person in the auditorium."
Bo Ye frowned: "When?"
"Just now." Enjin said, "Two."
"Two dead?" Gu Meng quickly stood up, "Go, go back quickly."
"I know who the murderer is. It must be the one without a name. If you don't want your innocent self to be sacrificed, please forward it to others~ Happy alliance~"
The woman was sweeping ashes in the corner of the auditorium. When she received this anonymous text message, she gradually put down the duster in her hand and looked behind her in fear.
Everyone was busy with their own work, and no one was seen holding a mobile phone.
The woman frowned, extremely tangled.
The more people died, the higher the chance of surviving... But doing so was very unfair to that man.
After thinking about it, she made up her mind, pressed a few buttons randomly and put the phone back into her breast pocket.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a hand was placed on her shoulder, causing her to scream in fright.
Looking back, it was her roommate.
"I just saw you fiddling with your phone." The roommate glanced at her pocket and said, "What are you doing?"
The woman raised her elbow to wipe the sweat off her face: "No... nothing."
The roommate pouted: "It's still hidden from me."
The woman hesitated for a moment, but still felt that what happened just now was not safe, so she raised her hand and beckoned her to come closer: "Have you received a text message?"
"SMS?" The roommate's eyes lit up obviously, he looked back around, pulled the woman to squat down, and hid behind the seat, "I received it, look at the meaning of that text message, I really can't choose anyone by then, everyone Raise your hand uniformly and push out the one with no name?"
The woman swallowed nervously, and said eagerly: "Then how did you choose it, did you forward it?"
The roommate thought for a while, then patted her hand: "You talk first."
"I chose..."
In the middle of speaking, the woman's eyeballs popped out abruptly.
The roommate was shocked, and she fell to the ground in fright. It was only after a distance that she could see a dark bloodstain on her neck.
He opened his mouth wide and wanted to yell uncontrollably, but before he could make a sound, a bloody hole split from the corner of his mouth, stretched around the back of his head, and reached the other corner of his mouth.
The mouth was torn apart, and half of the head rolled off.
At the last row of seats in the auditorium, two women fell to the ground.
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Thanks for the late mine.