I played the devil's game with Yang Shou, and I got into the soul with one shot!

I did get some information, at least I knew that Song Zhiqian might have known me before.

But why Song Zhiqian is hanging on the head of his bed is still a mystery...

How about giving the painting directly to Song Zhiqian and seeing how she reacts?

Su Yi thought while continuing to knock on the door.

Before we had even started chatting, it was time for dinner.

Most of the teachers went to the cafeteria to eat.

The school celebration starts at 19:00 and it is just after 17:00 now.

"Teacher Su!"

Su Yi was also preparing to go to the cafeteria. Just as he was on his way to the cafeteria, a man stopped him.

Wearing black-framed glasses and a grey suit.

"Teacher Zeng, what's wrong?"

Zeng Xianwen.

Su Yi specifically looked at the performers today from the structural information, so he knew him. He was one of the hosts tonight.

"Teacher Su, we are now making the final preparations for the rehearsal. We agreed to meet at 4:. Did you forget..." Zeng Xianwen was breathing slightly, and it was obvious that he came to see her specially.

Su Yi was stunned.

"Oh, sorry, I was busy."

Su Yi took out his cell phone and saw that there were indeed several missed calls.

His phone was on vibrate mode. Su Yi had been busy chatting and had no time to look at his phone.

"It's okay. We still have time. Did you bring your musical instruments? How about we go to the venue first?"

"It's basically the same as the day before yesterday. I just checked the script and positions a little bit to prevent any mistakes."

Musical instruments...

Su Yi just remembered that there was a guitar in the back seat of the car this morning.

It seems to be used for performance tonight, but I really can't do it.

While I was still thinking about how to tell Zeng Xianwen that he might have something urgent to do in the evening, Zeng Xianwen ran away. He shouted as he walked away: "Teacher Su, the Great Hall, I went to find Teacher Ling first, but he didn't answer the phone! He's busy for me."

Su Yi had no time to call him, but he also wanted to go to the car to take a look.

Just take it and see the situation first.

Come to the nearby parking lot.

Su Yi opened the back seat and took out the guitar bag, but Su Yi felt that something was wrong with the touch of the bag and there were some strange noises inside. Did something fall?

He opened the zipper directly to see if the guitar was broken.

But the moment Su Yi pulled it open, a smell of blood drifted into Su Yi's nose.

This is... Su Yi didn't dare to pull it open with force, but secretly pulled open a corner.

I go!

Su Yi took a look inside and saw blood all over the place. The guitar was covered with blood stains and blood clots...

The strong smell of rust instantly sent a chill down Su Yi's spine.

It brought him back to reality...

The sense of urgency rose again. I don’t have enough time. This is a devil’s game!

I wanted to seize every minute and almost got caught up in the atmosphere of this campus.

Death is always around us!

Su Yi gently zipped up his pants, put the guitar back into the back seat as if nothing had happened, and sat in the driver's seat.

Instead of starting the car, he called the nearest music store, bought another identical guitar and asked them to deliver it to the door of his office.

Fortunately, when I opened the guitar just now, I was in the back seat of the car, and my car had an anti-peep film, so it should not have been captured by the surveillance camera.

However, it would be impossible for him to perform with this bloody guitar, and to prevent anyone from getting suspicious, Su Yi had no choice but to buy a similar guitar first.

He wanted to destroy the guitar right now, but he couldn't do it...

Because no matter where it is destroyed, there are surveillance here, and even cleaning is impossible.

And since Zhou Yiqing suspected me, there must be someone following me, paying attention to my movements.

It's not convenient anywhere.

Even taking this thing home to clean it is not the best option. What if it is the blood of that person yesterday!

Pour it into your own sink or toilet.

What if it is detected?

This guitar suddenly became a hot potato.

Su Yi would never tell the truth and tell the police this clue.

He had no choice but to keep it secret.

The best thing now is to keep the guitar safe and sound, let it lie quietly in the car, and then find a place to destroy it.

The surveillance in cities must be very advanced now... How can I destroy it without any flaws?

Su Yi left the car and calmly went to the cafeteria to eat.

He finished eating quickly, and soon after that the piano store called him, telling him to wait at the office door for the handover.

Because a guitar cost tens of thousands, the people from the music store didn't dare to leave. After Su Yi's persuasion, they put the guitar in the office and left.

In this way, unless he deliberately checks, the person responsible for following him will definitely not know that he has a new guitar.

Su Yi immediately came to the office, where a guitar was lying quietly.

I quickly opened it and the moment I touched the guitar...all my memories about the guitar came back to me.

Su Yi strummed twice lightly, and a soft tune came out effortlessly. Su Yi completely acquired Su Baiqing's knowledge of music theory and proficiency in guitar in his mind.

This is one of the reasons why Su Yi bought an identical guitar.

When he touched the guitar bag just now, he recovered some memories about the guitar.

He just needs to play with this guitar. If there are clues on the girl yesterday pointing to the guitar, then the party will be the best proof for him.

Then, just find an opportunity to destroy the guitar, and... everything will return to normal.

But Su Yi had a very clear impression that in his diary yesterday, there was no record of him killing anyone with a guitar.

Why!

His guitar was covered in blood!

Su Yi's head started to hurt again.

buzzing.

Su Yi's phone vibrated.

Needless to say, it was Zeng Xianwen.

"Teacher Su, where are you? Are you here?"

"I'm right next to you, I'll be there soon!"

Su Yi hung up the phone and rushed to rehearsal immediately.

When he arrived at the auditorium, Su Yi found that it was very large.

The layout is also very good, full of atmosphere.

There are about 150 rows of seats, and each row can accommodate 36 people.

That means it can accommodate more than 5400 people.

With his guitar on his back, Su Yi looks like a handsome guy with a melancholy temperament.

The students kept looking back.

"Teacher Su, you are finally here!"

"Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay. You're much more reliable than Teacher Ling. I looked for him everywhere but he was nowhere to be found! He didn't even answer the phone. You tell me, I was so worried."

"Come, help Teacher Su arrange the positions and test the microphones and speakers." Zeng Xianwen called out to the students around him.

"Teacher Su, this way!" A pretty female student blushed and led Su Yi to where he was.

At this time, Song Zhiqian, wearing a black dress, walked down from the stage holding a cello.

She obviously saw Su Yi as well, but it was as if she saw air and passed by Su Yi.

What a nice smell! Su Yi smelled that cool fragrance again. It was indeed nice.

It's not pungent and suits her very well.

It was when Song Zhiqian passed by him.

Su Yi was secretly surprised. He didn't expect Song Zhiqian to be so tall!

When she passed by herself who was 185cm tall.

There's not much difference.

Su Yi looked at her legs and shoes.

The shoes are a pair of black wedge-heeled leather shoes.

It did have some height-increasing effect, but it wasn't too exaggerated.

That means her original height was at least 178cm!

Oh my god, the ultimate model height.

Looking at the long white legs under Song Zhiqian's dress, I couldn't help but marvel in amazement.

This is indeed a woman with fair skin, beautiful appearance and good temperament, and her legs are 1.8 meters long...

Impressed.

Su Yi seemed to suddenly understand why Su Baiqing hung Song Zhiqian's portrait.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

The flowers on the high hills are admired by everyone.

This mountain is really high!