Chapter 102: Original Sin Kindergarten (5) Clues in Newspaper

Xin Meng heard it, and raised her head with a curiosity glance, it was a shock!
I saw in the empty front yard just now, I don't know when there were more than a dozen children!
He looked up, and the sun had completely risen.
really……
These dozens of children, male and female, are not very young, there are small classes in kindergarten, walking crooked, and there are also large classes, running and jumping is very flexible.
The little girl in a red dress she saw before Xin Meng was among them.
But this time it looks just like normal kids.
Like kittens full of curiosity, they ran around in the yard of the kindergarten. They moved around agilely. Some went to dig sand in the sand pool and some went to swing.
However, there were several older children with obvious goals. They were lying at the exit of the slide, reaching their heads into the rollers, looking for something one by one.
"Fortunately, no one is hiding in the slide, and it will be found immediately." Xin Meng said with pleasure.
He wanted to take a closer look, but was suddenly pulled by You Yi and squatted down together!
"What's wrong?" Xin Meng was startled.
"Someone is looking here." You Yi bent over and walked two steps to the side of the window, then straightened up, looked out carefully, and Xin Meng followed him.
"What's the situation now?" Xin Meng whispered.
"They went into the building." You Yi said, pulling Xin Meng to his side, Xin Meng could also see the outside scene.
A dozen children found nothing outside, started to jump, and entered the first floor door in turn.
"Will they find one by one?" Xin Meng guessed. "The lower the floor, the more dangerous it is?"
First and foremost is Jie Zi on the first floor.
"No." Unexpectedly, You Yi said with certainty, "Looking up like you said, you can go through all the rooms in less than a day and go directly to the top floor. No player can escape, it is too difficult. It will not be set this way. It should be separated as soon as you enter the building, and it appears randomly on any floor. "
Xin Meng trusted You Yi very much, and had no doubts about the correctness of his guess. He nodded directly, "Would we just find a hidden place to hide or fight a guerrilla war?"
You Yi weighed it and said, "You can't stay in one place all the time. In the event of an accident, you can easily be blocked. Try not to stop and find more hidden places where you can hide for emergencies."
"Understand." Xin Meng nodded.
The two first went to the place where Xin Meng woke up, which was a children's playroom, now covered with dust.
The space is very open, there is only a pile of tables and chairs, and a tattered toy. There is no cabinet or place to hide, which is not suitable for them to hide.
A glance, they were about to go out, but when Xin Meng turned around, he kicked something by accident, and he looked down and looked like a ragdoll.
The ragdoll was also tattered. A few holes were made in the dirty body, and the cotton inside was exposed.
The two eyes were originally sewn by black buttons. Now one of the threads is loose, and the buttons are hanging down for a long time, and they are about to fall off.
"It feels like this place has suffered some disaster." Xin Meng couldn't help but said, "Destroyed toys, dolls, cars, even picture books have been torn into pieces. It doesn't look like they were made by others. How powerful are these children's destructive powers. "
This rag doll is relatively complete, and other toys are even more appalling.
Xin Meng didn't pick it up, walked around the doll, and told You Yi, "I don't like children at all."
"Really?" You Yi said lightly.
Xin Meng paused and pursed her lips. "You ... wouldn't you like it?"
You Yi heard that his tone was not right. He turned around and looked at it, and could not help but smile. "It depends on who it is."
"What do you mean?" Xin Meng didn't understand.
"I used to have a child that I liked very much," You Yi said, "but he's grown up now. I don't like other children."
Xin Meng couldn't help but feel a bitter. He had a favorite child ... Yu Yi never said that he liked him!
"Then ..." The vinegar rolled over, Xin Meng asked.
You Yi interrupted him, "But if you could give me one, I would love it."
Xin Meng drew a corner of her mouth and stared in protest: "I'm not a woman, how can I have a baby!"
"That's not necessarily." You Yi smiled meaningfully.
Xin Meng's back was inexplicably cold, and immediately shifted the topic. "Hurry up and take a look in the next room. Don't be caught by them any time soon!"
You Yi maintained a smile and watched him panic rushing to the second room next to him.
Xin Meng didn't react until she entered the room, and she seemed to be cut off by men ...
However, the time has passed, and further questioning will make him feel relentless. Even if he is unwilling, he can only find another opportunity to ask.
The second room is not a classroom, but a utility room for sundries.
It was very messy and had everything, but most of it was broken, bare broom heads, missing a plastic bucket, bad writing brushes all over the floor, painting stands, tables and chairs with broken legs, and sticks Cloth mops, the dirty strips are piled in the corner like moldy kelp, and the sticks are lying side by side, covered with dark brown stains.
Aside of the wall was a broken cupboard with drawers that were about to fall, but the size was not enough to hide.
Xin Meng walked over, opened the drawer and flipped, and found several newspapers from it.
The newspaper has turned yellow, and its head still has no date.
Xin Meng took the newspaper and watched it with You Yi coming over.
There is a black and white photo in the center of the homepage. The content is very familiar. It is the main entrance of the kindergarten where they are now.
In the photo, it can be seen that the gate of the kindergarten is very new, and there are ribbons and banners hanging on it that read, "Congratulations on the official completion of the original sin kindergarten!"
There are several female teachers standing in front of the door, wearing formal A-line skirts, standing in a standard position, facing the camera, but their faces are all mosaic, and they can't see their looks clearly.
"This is the news when the kindergarten was just completed. It looks normal." Xin Meng looked at other places, but did not find a textual report. It seems that there is only such a photo.
Turning back, there is no useful information, most of them are some advertisements, and there are legal pages.
Xin Meng took a look. Some to-be-discovered cases were published in the form of tofu blocks, but they were not written in great detail, and some looked like stories.
He put down the newspaper and turned the rest, but there were no other reports about the kindergarten.
In the last newspaper, under Xin Meng's carefulness, he still found an obscure corner of the legal page and wrote such a report:
"The day before yesterday, a bizarre case occurred in a kindergarten in our city. A five-year-old child accidentally broke into the utility room and died unfortunately because he was accidentally hit by a tool. The specific case is under investigation."
It is a report, but in fact there is only a short sentence, and there is no more.
But Xin Meng knows that this "kindergarten" must be the kindergarten of the original sin, and the utility room is also the one where they are now.
"A child died here," Xin Meng said, "it was accidentally hit by a tool ... it's not impossible. It's so messy here. But I don't understand. This newspaper is here, and let us see what's going on. Use it? "
You Yi, however, walked around the room, picking up something from time to time, and throwing it away, Xin Meng asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"
"Tools," You Yi said.
"You mean, you want to find the tool to kill the child?" Xin Meng and his heart had a sense of anger, and he immediately understood what he meant. Lingguan flashed, "Is it a prop for customs clearance?"
"I don't know yet." You Yi did not expect but shook his head. "However, although there is little content in the newspaper, there must be some useful information. Since there are no children's bodies, the only thing I can try to find is to mention Another thing-'tools.' "
Xin Meng nodded, and her thoughts were instantly understood.
No wonder he doesn't know where to start. This is the first time he's playing a game of finding items and figuring out clues.
Suddenly he was a little excited, and immediately began to follow the room to flip the boxes, and finally, the eyes of the two of them fell on the mound piled in the corner at the same time.
To be precise, it is a wooden stick with a mop.
The stick was very blood-stained, and it was the only thing in the room with such a trace.
You Yi picked up a wooden stick, wiped his finger gently on the dark brown place, and smelled it under his nose.
"is blood."
Having identified the "tools", Xin Meng looked at the pile of sticks and subconsciously counted them, exactly six.
Every one was covered with irregular bloodstains.
"I was hit in the head by a tool ..." Xin Meng felt a bit inexplicable. "I was hit in the head by a mop stick and was killed?"
How is this possible?
No matter how small a child is, he is five years old, and his skull is not so soft, right?
And he picked it upside down. These mound sticks are lighter than those sold in the general market. Even if six pieces are dropped at the same time, it is still difficult to kill a child.
Not to mention, mops are generally vertical, who would put such things on it?
You Yi, however, looked at the distribution of blood on the stick and said, "It wasn't the one who was killed, it was the one who was killed."
"Ah?" Xin Meng frowned.
"Someone took the stick and killed the child." You Yi stretched his fingers to show him, "The location of the blood stains and the traces of the spatters indicate that they were severely hit, and there are still a few of them on this side Bloody fingerprints. "
Xin Meng looked down, and sure enough, there were indeed two or three fingerprints, which were also dark brown, but because of the movement, it was more blurred, but the general outline was still visible.
What chills him is that these blood fingerprints are very small and never belong to adults.
"Six sticks, six children, killed another child." Xin Meng shuddered, as if seeing the scene of the day, their little arms waving the stick around a dying child, smashed crazy, blood four splash.
"It's terrible ..." Xin Meng murmured.