: Chapter 31

The melee continued until the sun rose high and the sun was fierce. The entire playground was shrouded in sunlight, except for the flag stand, which was blocked by buildings, and a shadow fell.
Xie Chian slowly ate the bread and the yogurt. After waiting for a long time, a result finally came out.
In the end, Wu Shengxiong did not consume any energy and died in a group fight. A big problem was solved without any effort, Xie Chian hid his merit and fame deeply.
About thirty people died in the battle, including many tricky people. The more powerful you are, the more confident you are in yourself, the more vigorous you are in grabbing, and the more miserable you are to die...It doesn’t feel good to be besieged, it’s okay to fight alone, and to be attacked by a group, you can kill one. The chance of blood path can be greatly reduced.
Most of them were used as stepping stones, and the bones were paved to form the only way to survival.
In the end, a boy who picked up the leak grabbed the "grape juice". He was so excited that he could not wait to unscrew the bottle cap, and took a few big mouthfuls.
He was already thirsty and unbearable. He didn't notice the smell for a while. After waiting for two seconds, he reacted and immediately spit it out. The whole bottle of water fell from his hand, and the purple-red liquid flowed a step.
The grape juice that stirred up a storm was dumped by him.
Many people saw their eyes cracked and scolded in their hearts. In the next second, they saw the boy shaking his body, rolling off the steps, picking his throat desperately, and yelling "ahhhh".
Potassium permanganate is corrosive and can cause congestion of the oral cavity and tracheal mucosa, swelling of the larynx, and shock due to a sudden drop in blood pressure. Taking 5 grams of it can cause the death of an adult.
This boy didn't experience much fierce fighting and got this so-called "grape juice". I really don't know if it was lucky or unfortunate.
He struggled for a while and died in pain.
Looking at the boy's reaction, the people in the audience also realized that the situation was not right. This bottle of drink, no, what kind of drink is this, this is a poison at all!
They are fighting hard here, thinking that getting a drink will give them a little more chance of survival, but they didn't expect it to be a chance to meet the king.
Who is so wicked? !
For a time, the anger of being teased, the joy of not being grabbed, the exhaustion after the war, mixed with all kinds of flavors, intertwined, all turned into hatred for the poisoned person.
Damn, who is it? One person actually fooled them all!
In fact, not everyone, at least 20 people on the playground have never joined the battle from beginning to end. They have not yet thirsty enough to lose their vigilance, some are not very interested in this bottle of unknown origin, and some are on the sidelines, waiting for opportunities. Seeing this result now is also expected.
They were fairly calm, and the other forty people were furious. Anyone who pays the price of blood desperately gets something and finds that it is just a trap of others, and it will not feel good.
Xie Chian quickly calculated that there were a total of 99 people with him in the field, 35 people died in the melee, one lucky winner was the poisoned potassium permanganate, and 22 people had never participated in the battle. So those who participated in the war, were alive, and had full hatred for him, 41 people.
If those people knew he was a poisoner...tsk.
His strategy is somewhat risky, and many people can die because of him indirectly without showing up, but at the same time it will also arouse resentment from most of the remaining people. The premise is that they know he is a poisoner.
But no one knows now?
They didn't even know that there was a person hidden in the small room under the flag.
If Xie Chian dares to do it, he is sure to keep this matter hidden forever, if nothing accident happens...
"Chi An?" Feng Ming looked at him in surprise at the door of the small room.
Most people were immersed in anger, trying to pick out the poisoned person, but did not pay attention to the flag under the stage. They all thought that the poisoner was one of the twenty-odd people who had never touched him.
Feng Ming entered the cabin silently like this.
Xie Chian raised his eyes.
An accident came.
Or not surprising. As expected, he had always regarded Feng Ming as a variable.
"I didn't see you on the playground before, I thought..." Feng Ming bends his eyebrows, "I knew, how could you have trouble? You are so powerful."
Xie Chian looked at him, and did not feel the joy after reunion: "You are injured."
"I'm lucky if I can survive, don't I want to come in and hide?" Feng Ming said with lingering fears, "I was caught up by them yesterday, and I almost died. Fortunately, I met someone who killed me. But... also took my knife."
He looked down: "Actually, he didn't help me, he just killed people. I ran away while they were fighting. I don't even have a self-defense weapon now. I really don't know what to do."
"But fortunately, I didn't expect you to be here!" Feng Ming smiled again, his eyes still warm and unchanging, clear sunlight, like a layer of mist. He ran forward happily, seeming to want to give Xie Chi'an a hug, "I am so happy to see you!"
Xie Chi stood quietly, neither pandering nor resisting.
Feng Ming's smiling eyes were slightly deep, and when he was about to hug Xie Chian's waist, his wrist moved, and a fruit knife glowing with cold came out of his sleeve.
When his wrist turned and the fruit knife was pointed at Xie Chi'an's back, Xie Chian suddenly grabbed his wrist, grabbed it in front of him, and looked at the fruit knife that had not had time to retract.
"I'm really upset to see you." Xie Chian said, "No more acting?"
Feng Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, but his smile became brighter: "When did you doubt me?"
But Xie Chian had a trace of trust in him, and his defensive actions would not be so timely.
Xie Chian looked at him: "When did I trust you?"
Feng Ming's smile became a little helpless: "You are really hard to lie...Where is the flaw?"
Feng Ming's acting skills are seamless, but no flaw is the biggest flaw, let alone Xie Chian's extremely keen intuition.
When we first met, Feng Ming was playing the piano. At that time, Feng Ming didn't know that Xie Chian and the others would approach the music classroom, so that was his true reaction. Later, when they discovered them, they gave reasons to hope that the souls would rest in peace, creating a kind and glorious image.
But would normal people really have the mind to play the piano in that environment?
Feng Ming's remarks deceived Liang Yifei and Chen Huihui. Xie Chian didn't believe it from the beginning.
Later, Feng Ming killed the boy with the knife, a fatal blow, hitting the key, very clean and beautiful. It directly reminded Xie Chian of the boy who was stabbed to death by a knife in the toilet cubicle of the bedroom.
So far, it can be said to be a coincidence. It was the knife in Feng Ming's hand that really let Xie Chian determine that Feng Ming had a problem.
The knife is a very ordinary fruit knife with a dried blood stain on the handle. On this basis, it can be distinguished from other fruit knives.
Xie Chian has seen such a knife.
In the monitoring screen, it is inserted on the chest of a girl. The blood on her chest flowed to the handle of the knife, forming a shape that could not be wiped off.
Xie Chi'an is not a microscope, but with such a big blood stain, he hit the girl's death again and noticed that the details of the murder weapon were completely trivial. The blood on the Fengming knife could be said to have been dyed after killing the boy, but the dark brown shape on the handle of the knife was exactly the same as the one in the surveillance screen that day.
So he asked Feng Ming: "Where did your knife come from?"
Feng Ming replied, "I brought it from the office."
This is suspicious. If other bold people take the fruit knife out of the girl, it should be used as a weapon. It is impossible to just leave the knife in the office. More likely, the knife was taken from the body by Feng Ming himself.
The girls are not necessarily killed by Feng Ming, but Feng Ming is definitely lying.
Not to mention that after Xie Chian saw Tong Yihui's diary, his trust in Feng Ming went from zero to a negative number.
That painter...is it him?
Hundreds of times in his mind, Xie Chi'an didn't have so much nonsense in reality. He just said: "I have seen a pair of really clean eyes, not like you."
Feng Ming's eyes were always warm and clear, but there was always a hazy mist, so perfect that they were hypocritical. You think it's crystal clear, but it's actually unfathomable.
Not like Tong Yihui, bright and clear, bright and bright like stars, shining silver, reaching the bottom of the eye.
"Is it such a reason?" Feng Ming chuckled, "Speaking of which, I have indeed seen those eyes. They are so beautiful, just like stars. Before I saw them, I didn't believe that there were any That kind of person."
Xie Chian knew that Feng Ming was talking about Tong Yihui, but he said nothing.
If Tong Yihui knew that he had always regarded him as a person who worshipped the sun, he was actually the one who lived in the dark. He would find it incredible to see his starlight. How should he think about it?
"He is so cute and beautiful. I like him very much. So I gave him a picture." Feng Ming smiled warmer, but he spit out maliciously, "I gave him a shooting star, and that stupid kid thought I was I want him to wish his dream come true, hahaha, I want him to fall as soon as possible! How can there be such a person, hanging high in the sky, I want to pull him down and make him like me."
Xie Chian said calmly: "It seems that the paintings in the art classroom are also your masterpieces."
From Tong Yihui's diary, Xie Chian can see how much he treasured that painting, but it is a pity that Tong Yihui didn't even know the true meaning of the painting.
Fortunately, he didn't know until he died.
People living in the darkness can't see the light, either they cling to the light as a guiding light, or they want to drag the light down and sink into the darkness together.
Tong Yihui took Fengming as his guide and goal, so hard he insisted on climbing. But he didn't know that Feng Ming just wanted to drag him down and into the mud, not seeing the sun.
"Masterpiece? Thank you for your recognition. I am also very satisfied with that work." Feng Ming smiled unchanged.
Xie Chian continued to say calmly: "You are not mourning for them by playing the second movement. You never wanted to guide them to heaven, you just want them to die."
Feng Ming didn't want the dead to rest in peace, but wanted the living to rest in peace. This is his real intention.
Feng Ming opened his eyes in surprise. This time it was not acting: "Chi An, you are really my confidant. Believe me, if it weren't for the rules set by this organizer that made us at odds, we would become good friends. "
Xie Chian smiled gently, then twisted Feng Ming's arm.
"I'll go to your friend, die perverted."