Chapter 38: Mirror Flower Water Moon (2)

Enclosed classrooms were full of corpses, and the corpses were sitting in their own seats in various poses. A corpse was also hung on the podium, and some scribbles and a poem were written on the podium blackboard, titled Mirror Flower Water Moon:
Under the eaves of darkness, in the white background of the black letters, pieces were fragmented, and Qian Kunding was in his hands.
One side is one side, the other side is the other side. Change your left hand to your right hand, your face is my face.
In addition to the blackboard on the podium, there is also a large blackboard at the back of the classroom, which is usually used for publishing blackboard newspapers, but now the blackboard has written a few large characters with red chalk.
No, it's not red chalk. Luo Jian blinked and looked closely. It looked like red paint ... or more like, coagulated blood?
Luo Jian counted and found that there were 35 desks in the classroom, which also meant that there were 35 seats and 35 students. Except for the seat where Cairo Jane woke up just now, in this classroom, there are 34 corpses sitting on the seats, plus 35 corpses hanging on the podium.
"No, it's weird." Luo Jian said to himself, but he hadn't figured out exactly where he was. He looked at the seat he was sitting on, a worn desk and a worn chair. He was sitting in this chair at this moment. He was in the second row of the first row, against the wall on the right.
There were a lot of footprints on the wall that I didn't know who stepped on, as well as the densely written small letters written by the pen. As soon as Luo Jian turned around, he saw on the wall on his right, a piece of paper with a purple pattern nailed with a pin.
He tore off the note and saw that it read:
[Dear Mr. Luo Jian:]
[You are courageous to take part in this solo challenge, but I don't know if you can recognize how bad you are. This close room challenge can be said to be rich in rewards, which can make your strength at this stage have a leap forward, but the same, the price will always be amazing. 】
[Note: You are in a special secret room. According to regulations, we cannot give you any tips. 】
[Basic time: three hours]
[Base Location: Blocked Classroom]
[Basic Background: Mirror Flower Water Moon]
[Above, good luck! 】
"Paralyzed? No hint?" Luo Jian felt the scalp numb after reading the note. He turned the note over, and then couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but fortunately wrote a message on the back:
【Do not you know why? I do not know who initiated the dispute? Allowing students in the same class for three years to kill each other can lead to all the culprits. They have not come out of the opposite dream. 】
"Is this one of the top ten unspeakable campus campuses?" Luo Jian crumpled the notes into his pocket, and he was now wearing the reward given by the back room-the dark blue combat uniform, the pocket of the suit Many, can hold many things. I do n’t know what material it is made of. The cloth is comfortable to touch. The joints of the clothes and pants are loose, but the cuffs and trousers can be fastened with buttons. There is a hoodie and the hat is very large. There is an interesting design. A mask-like thing is attached to the hat. As long as the button is fastened, Luo Jian's entire face can be covered, and only one pair of eyes is exposed.
The temperature in this classroom was a bit low, but the combat suit perfectly isolated the cold. Luo Jian thought about putting on the hoodie, and the mask on the side cap was fastened, which reminded Luo Jian of the thirteen mask man. The feeling of being fully armed will make Luo Jian feel secure, so that even facing the corpse in this classroom will not be so scared.
"Then, how should I escape?" Luo Jian said to himself, he felt that the first thing to pay attention to when entering the back room was time.
The note in the secret room did not give Luo Jian any hint this time, but simply explained the time, place and background of this teaching secret room. It didn't even tell Luo Jian where the clock showing the time was.
The intricacies of the back room confused Luo Jian's thinking. He paid attention to the position and environment in which he sat, hoping to find some useful information from it. Then it was very surprising that Luo Jian found a mobile phone from the desk of the seat he was sitting in!
"There is still a mobile phone?" Luo Jian was very surprised when he found the mobile phone from the drawer. The two secret rooms he had previously had the old-fashioned feeling, which always made Luo Jian give birth to a magic that traveled to the past. Touch.
However, this mobile phone Luo Jian seems to be quite a long time ago. It is the oldest Nokia, black style. Compared with modern large-screen smartphones, this mobile phone has a small screen that is incredible. After a while, I was surprised to find that the mobile phone can be powered on. After opening it, the time display is 12:07, but there is no signal at all.
"Three hours from 12:00 to 15:00," said Luo Jian. "Can I stay here all the time?"
The opened phone book's address book has a blank address list and the call history is also blank. There is a short message in the short message, and a strange number, the message is only three words: save me
Luo Jian stared at the text message for a long time, and how he looked weird, could not help but goosebumps.
This kind of old mobile phone that can't be too old, basically has no other function than making a phone call and sending a message, oh, it can also play a small game, a little game called greedy snake. Luo Jian, the little game, remembers playing a long time ago, a snake kept eating and eating, and grew up with a little bit of food, until it filled the entire screen.
Luo Jian shuddered at the thought of the snake. He still had a snake lying on his wrist. He rolled up his sleeves and saw that the snake in black and white pattern rolled on Luo Jian's wrist as if he had not changed his posture.
For some reason, Luo Jian saw the snake, and his fear and nervousness in the back room faded a little. The snake seemed to be able to follow him to any back room, which was good, because Luo Jian suddenly felt that he was no longer It's lonely.
Luo Jian intuitively thought that this mobile phone should be regarded as a key prop, so he tucked the mobile phone into his pocket. He continued to touch it in his seat drawer. This time he found two books, Math English, which looked like high school textbooks. I wrote some class notes in scribbled handwriting, but after turning the two books for a long time, Luo Jian could not find the name.
Shouldn't it all be like this? The teacher sent the book down, and the students wrote their own names on the pages of the book to distinguish who the book is. However, neither of the two books found by Luo Jian had names, and the notes in the books did a good job.
Except for these two books and a mobile phone, Luo Jian could not find anything else. The two books seemed to be of little value, so Luo Jian left them on the desk, and he stood up from his seat. His position is second in the first row, a front seat, and a female corpse sits in the front seat. The body rots to only bones, but she wears an ancient style long dress to prove that she is a girl.
"I'm sorry, offended." Luo Jian walked to the female corpse in front of him, and said something first.
Luo Jian had a lingering fear of the corpse. On the previous ghost ship, he had experienced a special experience of being able to stand up with a bunch of bones and grab his keys. This caused Luo Jian to have irreparable psychological shadows and made him succumb to every dead body. Full of awe, it is true that doing something disrespectful will be condemned.
"Can I turn over your desk?" Luo Jian addressed the female corpse very seriously.
The female corpse sat very upright in her position, and did not respond to Luo Jian's words. It was strange that she had become a pile of bones, and she could still maintain such an upright posture.
"If you don't speak, it's the default." Luo Jian whispered to himself while reaching into the desk of the female corpse. She had a lot of books in her desk, languages, mathematics, English, politics, physics, history, geography, etc ... Wait, there are a bunch of test papers, these pit father courses that Luo Jian has also studied in the past.
The books are all fine print, but the name of the female corpse is clearly written: Hu Yanya.
There doesn't seem to be anything special. Luo Jian grabbed his head. The book test papers are owned by every student, and the three hours specified in this back room will obviously not allow Luo Jian to read every book and every test paper. So for this closet, books and papers are obviously not important.
Luo Jian put down these books, sighed, and observed the female corpse in front of her.
The corpse's sitting posture was very upright, with both hands clasped on its thighs, and there seemed to be some light between the phalanges.
Luo Jian hesitated, and said sorry to the female corpse again, then reached out and broke open the phalanx of the corpse, and took out a piece of broken glass from the female corpse's hand-no, it was a small mirror fragment.
The corpse pulled a mirror fragment in his hand, which was obviously abnormal. Generally, this cliff was an important thing. Luo Jian nodded secretly and put the mirror fragment in his pocket.
"Well, it seems like a difficult task." Luo Jian finished turning over the female corpse and straightened around to look at more than thirty seats around him. He was ready to turn over all the desks or corpses.
So, which one to start with? Luo Jian looked around. The light in the classroom was fairly bright. He set his eyes on the corpse of the podium, and then Luo Jian suddenly noticed that the corpse seemed not to be a student, because the clothes looked very old-fashioned, like that. The young people are dressed and dressed, and ... the skeleton is very large, much larger than the corpse of a minor. This corpse can be seen as an adult's corpse when you look at it.
"This should be the teacher's body." Luo Jian walked to the podium, worshipped the bones with respect. The teacher's body was hung on the platform, and the students' bodies were sitting underneath. Luo Jian saw this situation in his heart. It was a little hairy, he couldn't figure out what was going on, and how did these people die?
Judging from the previous secret room, Luo Jian's experience in the secret room is basically like cracking some outstanding cases, searching for clues to find the real murderer. Finding the murderer is equal to finding the exit. Without solving this mystery, he can never reach the next Back room.
The author has something to say: my writing skills have improved greatly! Ok! Nod = w = 2k