Chapter 177: : Teaching place 15

After speaking, his eyes fell on the screen on the other side.
The screen showed a small room, and in the corner two boys cuddled up and fell asleep. The man in the cloak grinned and revealed a weird smile. Before he took his gaze back, he saw the small-looking boy suddenly sitting up and looking over with cold eyes.
Immediately, the screen suddenly went black, and nothing was seen.
"What's the matter!" The smile on the dean's face closed, and he stood up with a calm face.
The man in the cloak laughed lowly, with some spoiling elements in his tone weirdly: "Let them go."

At three o'clock in the morning, the sharp alarm sounded suddenly.
Zheng Quzhi struggled twice and finally opened his eyes. A cloud of anger burned in his eyes, and the uncontrollable breath of getting up almost swallowed his reason.
I went to bed after ten o'clock last night. How long did I sleep?
"Brother..." There was some movement on the side of his legs. Two hundred pulled Zheng Quzhi's trousers and sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily, with a low voice that had just woke up, and a little milky voice: "What's wrong? "
"Girly chirp, get out!" Zheng Quzhi roughly pushed away two hundred, and got up from the ground.
"No. 199." No. 196 leaned over again, grabbing Zheng Quzhi's clothes corner nervously, "What are we doing?"
It's still dark all around, and Zheng Quzhi really doesn't know what is going on getting up this morning.
"Get up! Get up!" Someone kept tapping the little door.
The people inside instantly looked like a frightened deer, and the people who couldn't get up on the ground were sober no matter how much they thought, they quickly cringed and stood up to welcome the new day.
No. 196 also tended to lean on Zheng Quzhi. Two hundred eyes gradually deepened, and calmly approached Zheng Quzhi, staring at No. 196 coldly behind him.
No. 196 bit her lower lip, but still did not release the hem of her hand. Two hundred eyes flashed cold. Just about to make a move, Zheng Quzhi was seen pulling No. 196's arm and walking outside.
Yibai was stunned again when she was left behind, her hands hanging beside her clenched tightly, her fingertips turning white.
As usual, everyone was rushed to the main square where the morning meeting was held yesterday. Zheng Quzhi stood honestly with his head down, wondering in his heart. One night passed, and the headaches and other problems of yesterday were gone. Even the wound on his back doesn't hurt much, he is so capable of self-healing?
"Children!" The dean said again, "After the lights were turned off last night, there were disobedient children making trouble! Today, we will punish them!"
Looking at the two boys on stage, Zheng Qu's eyes flickered slightly, why is it Yang Wanli again? ?
Yang Wanli was much more haggard than yesterday, his face was pale, he was knelt down on the ground, and his numb expression was shocking.
"No. 186 is terrible! Fighting again, it seems that yesterday's punishment was not enough!" After speaking, he asked people to take things up.
It was made of wooden boards and twine. Zheng Qu knew that his pupils had shrunk slightly, and he recognized it. It is an ancient instrument of torture-拋指.
This is also due to Zheng Quzhi's previous performance in an ancient drama, in which he was acting as a yamen arrester, and there was a scene where he was interrogating female prisoners, so he knew this torture device.
The people around didn't seem to understand what it was, all of them were surprised.
"Children, this is a fun thing that I just discovered yesterday. Let's try it today to see if it is fun." The dean said kindly.
Someone caught Yang Wanli's fingers with his fingers, Zheng Qu knew the light in his eyes flickered, but suddenly he noticed something, and quickly bowed his head. I saw No. 196 looking at the people on stage with a pale face, without knowing the expression on his face.
"How, know?" Zheng Quzhi asked in a low voice.
No. 196 instantly shook like a frightened rabbit, and kept shaking his head: "No... I don't know..."
Upon seeing this, Zheng Quzhi sneered. This ghost looks like he doesn't know him? But he was too lazy to manage, so he withdrew his gaze and returned to his expressionless expression.
Another boy on the stage was also given a torture instrument. Zheng Quzhi looked familiar to him. He was the successful "hunter" who stood next to them yesterday, but he didn't know why he actually fought with Yang Wanli.
After being stabbed in the back, Zheng Quzhi turned his head and heard Gong Qiu standing behind him whispering: "I was outside for so long last night. Did you find anything?"
Originally wanted to ask last night, but there was a camera in the room and there were people on patrol outside, so he didn't dare to make any noise.
"I found something." Zheng Quzhi leaned against Gong Qiu. Yesterday, the sewer was feasible, and he could get out if he opened the small iron gate. But he didn't think about hiding too much at the time, and he was not sure if the Dean's group would be vigilant and seal it up or what.
After thinking about it, he said again: "I want to find a way to get close to 98. She is an old man. She has been preparing for so long and is more familiar with it than we are."
As soon as Gong Qiu nodded, he heard a scream on the stage. I saw the person pulling the hemp rope gradually tightening the rope, and the wooden boards on the hands of the two boys became tighter and tighter, and the two of them also screamed.
Not only the hands, but also someone standing beside them, scraping their shoulders with a knife, until the skin was broken and the skin was bright red, they took the candle again and poured wax oil on their broken skin.
Too unscrupulous. Zheng Quzhi’s eyes were filled with unknown anger, and he secretly swore that if after going out and discovering that this camp is still open, he must report it, expose this hellish place to people, and let the police seal it up!
The hands of the two boys were already dripping with blood. There was a low sob next to Zheng Quzhi, before he opened his head, he was taken out by a strong man.
"No. 196, it's you again, why are you crying again!" The dean looked at it kindly and shook his head.
On the stage, Yang Wanli raised his head instantly and looked at No. 196 with piercing eyes.
"Don't... hiccup — again... punish... hiccup... them." No. 196 tried to resist crying, but still couldn't help crying.
As soon as these words came out, Zheng Quzhi knew that something was going to happen.
This girl is afraid that her brain is sick? Did someone stabbing your chest yesterday with a needle so quickly that you forget it all?
"No. 196, you are really a disobedient little girl." As expected, the smile on the dean's face was reduced a bit, and someone carried No. 196 onto the stage.
"It's none of her business!" Yang Wanli, who had been paralyzed on the ground, suddenly struggled.
"It seems you know each other!" The dean tilted his head thoughtfully, and smiled again: "It's really interesting!"
"Dean! This No. 196 is No. 186's girlfriend!" The boy who was punished with Yang Wanli suddenly shouted, "No. 186 was because of No. 196 hitting me! I want to report him!
Zheng Quzhi was also taken aback as soon as he uttered the words. He didn't expect that No. 196 and Yang Wanli were actually young lovers.