Chapter 372: :School 02

"What do you think?" Wei Yan stared at Zheng Quzhi with his head hanging down, with a slight displeasure on his face.
"This thing has alarmed you again, isn't it related to dirty things again?" Zheng Qu knew whether he was stupid, if he really told Wei Yan what he was thinking, Wei Yan might be jealous for a few more days.
"Yeah." Wei Yan retracted his gaze and looked at the teaching building surrounded by black air, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I saw grievances there a few days ago, there is something dirty."
some days ago?
Zheng Quzhi blinked. It's no wonder that Qi Yan has been following him these days. It's because of this?
"Then why didn't you take action a few days ago? Maybe you can save a few flower bones from the motherland!" Zheng Quzhi suddenly thought of another aspect. If Wei Yan solves this earlier, wouldn't it be possible to reduce a lot of victims?
Why does it have to come out after something happened?
"Some things are destined." Although Wei Yan was expressionless, Zheng Quzhi keenly discovered that Wei Yan at this time was unexpectedly hurt.
Thinking of what Wei Yan had experienced before, and how many things he had experienced during this long millennium, for a while, he felt that he was not qualified to ask Wei Yan in this way.
"The King of Hades wants you to die from the third watch, who dares to keep you until the fifth watch." Wei Yan shook his head, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Zheng Quzhi took a breath. When he heard this, there was a story... No, he had to cross-examine him after the matter was over.
The school building where the jumping incident occurred was in the inner building. The entire building was pulled up by a cordon, and a friendly policeman introduced the case to them.
Zheng Quzhi couldn't help but think of Yang Huai'an. Wei Yan never told Zheng Quzhi about the amount of trade between Yang Huai'an and him, but Zheng Quzhi could guess something, it should be related to his mother again, right?
Sometimes Zheng Qu knows if he didn't go to the haunted house or Yanglin Town, would Yang Huai'an still live with his mother in a sunny and optimistic way.
However, there is nothing in the world that can be changed by a cause. Yang Huai'an has already gone to prison, his mother has died long ago, and the sunny smile on Yang Huai'an's face no longer exists.
"The first deceased was Yao Li, a member of the senior high school (A) class. She usually got good grades and got along well with her surrounding students. The night before she committed suicide, she ate with her roommate in the cafeteria. The time of suicide was in the afternoon. At 4:04 am, I was in a geography class at the time, and Yao Li used the toilet as an excuse to climb onto the roof and jump off."
"The second deceased was called Liao Yin, a member of the physical education committee of the second grade (B) class. He had average grades. He usually played basketball with his classmates. He was still on the basketball court with a few friends ten minutes before committing suicide. He returned to the school building during the break. , Tied a rope to the fan, hanged himself."
"The third deceased was named Li Shunhua, a member of the art committee of the first grade (C) class. He was beautiful, from a good family background, and was good at singing and dancing. He liked to behave more often. Before committing suicide, he still taught his classmates to sing chorus. "
After the report, the policeman said with a straight face: "This is the general situation of the three deceased. The specific situation has to be investigated and the report is complete!"
There was no expression on Wei Yan's face, just let the police go down.
With a still thoughtful appearance, Zheng Quzhi quietly flipped through the documents in his hand and said to Wei Yan: "These people usually have no signs of suicide. They are all class leaders, and they seem to be very outgoing."
But it didn't seem to mean that something was causing trouble. How could the police station hand it over to Wei Yan so quickly?
As if guessing what Zheng Quzhi was thinking, Wei Yan said: "They have the same posture after death and the same time."
Hearing this, Zheng Qu knew his eyes were fixed, his eyes stopped at the photo of the dead he had just turned over. Sure enough, the shapes of their deaths after death are all the same, as if they were deliberately put on by someone.
"Ghosts are still so leisurely, like to pose?" Zheng Quzhi twitched, but couldn't laugh.
"It's a formation." Wei Yan pushed the gold glasses Zheng Quzhi bought for him, and slightly curled his lips.
Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and glanced at him. He felt more and more that he was a good choice to buy him glasses. After a long while, he settled down and moved his attention to the case again: "What array? So wicked."
"Borrow." Wei Yan paused, with some danger in his eyes: "This is from the book."
"Ah...really..." Zheng Quzhi scratched his head and laughed dryly. Wei Yan would forget if he didn't mention it, he hadn't read a book for a while during this period.
"Read more books when you have nothing to do." Knowing that Zheng Quzhi is going to read the script recently, Wei Yan didn't want to force him to put pressure on him, but he still had to keep some things in his mind to be his own.
"I will definitely watch it in the future." Seeing Wei Yan's appearance that he didn't want to care too much, Zheng Quzhi laughed and took the initiative to take Wei Yan's shoulder, "Then what are we doing now?"
"Entering." Wei Yan glanced at the hand on his shoulder, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Ah? But how to get in without a ghost?" Zheng Quzhi was stunned.
Wei Yan stretched his eyebrows and looked at a certain window of the teaching building. There was a young man grinning at him. The expression on Wei Yan's face became unpredictable: "There is a breath, of course you can enter."
After speaking, he took the hand that Zheng Quzhi placed on his shoulder and held it, and closed his eyes lightly.

Bell Bell Bell
"Class is here! Class is here!" The teacher stood on the podium, slapped the desk with the textbook, trying to calm the students in the classroom.
However, the role of the teacher does not seem to be great, and the students under the stage should still do. The teacher took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Today we have a new teacher in our class. Everyone should get along well, have you heard!"
After finishing speaking, he said to the man standing at the door: "Mr. Zheng, please take care of you in our class."
"Good." Zheng Quzhi tugged at the corner of his mouth and responded.
Thanks to his being an actor, he can adapt to this role so quickly. He had just arrived in the illusion, and he was dragged here before he could react, becoming an inexplicable Teacher Zheng.
Think he is a scumbag himself, and he is still a teacher of someone else's family, isn't this a joke...
However, there must be a reason for Wei Yan to get him here and his identity. He can only let the flow go, and find time to ask Wei Yan to ask what is the situation.
Standing on the podium, Zheng Quzhi glanced at the classroom. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly and stopped on the girl sitting in the middle of the classroom.
If he hadn't seen the photo of the deceased just now, he would certainly not know the girl. Grade One (C), Li Shunhua...
After staring at the small eyes for a moment, Zheng Quzhi touched his nose and finally said: "Hello everyone, I will be your Chinese teacher in the future."