After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Late at night 10:26

Zhang Qi was alone in the dim room, fighting with his phone for a while. After finally reaching the victory settlement interface, he breathed a sigh of relief, threw the phone aside and lay on the bed.

After listening to those strange suicide rumors in the morning, Zhang Qi was somewhat unable to sleep. He was not afraid but rather excited.

The suicide cases that you usually only see in movies or TV dramas actually happened next to you, and the person who died was your classmate!

The police came to investigate the case and the school was forced to suspend classes...all of this is really...cool!

Zhang Qi couldn't even imagine how he, as a classmate of the victim, would act when the students in the next class talked about this bizarre suicide case!

He can deify this bizarre suicide case as a "person involved" who has been summoned by the police!

Anyway, no one knows what happened! He can just talk nonsense everywhere! Make it even weirder! Scare everyone and make them beg him to reveal more of the "truth"!

After all, people like to watch the fun of things that have nothing to do with them, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Qi yawned unconsciously. He plugged his phone into the data cable, turned over and closed his eyes.

...

Didn't you close the window?

Why is there wind in the room...

Why does it feel like there's air leaking all around...

Am I really lying in bed?

Zhang Qi's eyes suddenly opened, and he was surrounded by dark and gloomy streets. He stepped back in fear and looked around in disbelief.

He was very familiar with the road in front of him. He went to school from this road every day.

"I...wasn't I sleeping...how could this be..."

Zhang Qi gritted his teeth and was stunned for two seconds. Cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead. He forced a laugh and comforted himself: "I am dreaming... That's right... I must be dreaming!"

He slapped himself hard twice and felt the real pain. Zhang Qi opened his eyes again but was still on the road leading to the school.

"Ah... this dream... is quite real..."

Zhang Qi just felt that he had fallen asleep. It was pitch black all around and there was no one on the street. He was really afraid of the place in the school where people had died, so he immediately prepared to stay there and wait for himself to wake up.

Zhang Qi had not been sitting there for two minutes when a black and red blood mist suddenly rose up around him. The mist became thicker and thicker, gradually engulfing the already dark scenery, and then it rushed towards Zhang Qi as if it had life.

Zhang Qi suddenly felt something was wrong. He didn't know what this thing was, but he had a vague feeling that if he was swallowed by this strange blood mist, the consequences would be disastrous. He stood up in a hurry, but found that there was almost no road around him. Only the school was still clearly visible in front of him.

He hesitated and didn't dare to move forward, but strange roars gradually came from the fog, as if there really was a monster trying to drag him into it.

Zhang Qi was startled and ran to the school in a hurry without delay. The school gate, which should have been closed, was now wide open, as if waiting for Zhang Qi to come in.

The blood mist followed Zhang Qi all the way. The place where Zhang Qi first stopped had already been swallowed up by the blood mist, and outrageous chewing sounds continued to be heard from it.

Zhang Qi felt like his lungs were about to explode. He had never run so fast before. Until the last moment, when Zhang Qi stepped through the school gate, the blood mist seemed to be blocked by something and just stopped at the school gate, swallowing up everything except the school.

"Ha ha…"

Zhang Qi gasped for breath and nearly fell down. He knelt on the ground and retched loudly, with saliva slowly flowing from the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Qi wanted to shout for help. He immediately got up and rushed to the guard room, but found it empty! The usually very diligent security guard had disappeared, but the surveillance video in the guard room was still working normally.

Zhang Qi looked at the flickering surveillance screen and always felt that something was wrong. The surveillance screen showed the school gate, cafeteria, canteen, playground, teaching building, guard room...

But why do I always feel like something is missing...

Zhang Qi's pupils suddenly shrank, and he turned his head stiffly to look at the surveillance camera facing him on the upper right corner of the wall, but there was no trace of himself on the surveillance screen!!!

Why! Why am I not in the surveillance video!!!

Where am I! If this isn't the guard room, then where is this?!

Zhang Qi closed his eyes, held his head and screamed: "This is not real! I am dreaming!! I must be dreaming!! Yes... I am dreaming! I want to wake up! I want to wake up!!"

He opened his eyes but immediately collapsed to the ground in fear. He didn't know when he had arrived at that classroom... the classroom where Ma Qi was hanged...

Someone had hung a thick and strong hemp rope on the door. The rope swayed in the wind, but Zhang Qi seemed to be able to imagine Ma Qi's body hanging on the door that morning...

The body must have been swaying in the wind like this rope...

"what!!!!"

He finally collapsed and screamed, and rushed downstairs like a madman. However, the stairs that usually only took a few steps to reach the playground were so deep and long that it seemed as if there was no end in sight.

Zhang Qi ran while holding his waist and gasping for breath. He felt dizzy and wanted to see which floor he was on, but he saw the classroom with the rope hanging on it at the corner.

"Ahhhh!!!"

He couldn't bear it any longer and ran for his life, but he didn't notice the straight rope at the corner of the next floor. Zhang Qi ran straight into it, and the suffocating feeling of the rope tightening his throat instantly spread throughout his body.

The rope was getting tighter and tighter, as if an invisible force was slowly tightening it.

Zhang Qi's eyes almost popped out, the thick rope cut into his skin and flesh, and then he kept exerting force...

Finally, Zhang Qi's body gradually softened, and the rope hanging Zhang Qi's body slowly hung back on the door of the classroom...

Looking at the teaching building from the playground... it looks like a large sunny doll hanging on a rope swinging in the wind...

...

The school issued an emergency notice the next day, suspending classes and giving holidays to all students. If the police come to visit, please cooperate promptly.

Jun Li received the message early in the morning. He turned over and held Bai Ze in his arms and then shook the message from the parents' group in front of Bai Ze.

"Another person must have died last night. Why don't we get dressed and put on a breath-holding spell and go check out the situation?"

"Um…"

Bai Ze yawned and casually flipped through the messages in the parent group with his fingers, then narrowed his eyes slightly: "Two people died in two consecutive days, the death rate is one per day..."

"Li Gui must be related to their class, otherwise he wouldn't specifically kill people in this class. We must first figure out the killing methods and patterns."

"Well, get dressed now and go directly to Wang Ya's class using the breath-holding spell."

Jun Li turned off his cell phone, reached out to pick up the underwear and socks thrown on the bed, and found clothes for Bai Ze. Bai Ze's waist was aching but he didn't say anything. He put on his clothes silently, washed up briefly, and followed Jun Li into the car.

The two of them didn't speak along the way, each thinking about their own things. When they arrived at the school, Jun Li took out two breath-holding spells and gave one to Bai Ze.

Just as the two of them were about to enter the school openly, a man suddenly got out of a speeding police car.

Jiang Jincheng's face looked very unhappy. He was already annoyed because he had been busy all day yesterday and could not find any clues, and had also come up with a bunch of unexplained mysteries. Now another person died, and the way he died was exactly the same as Ma Qi's yesterday.

This fucking idiot can tell it's not a suicide case, but he can't find anything! There's no trace at the scene and the student came to the school alone in the middle of the night and hanged himself!

The young police officer saw Jiang Jincheng coming over and hurried forward and shouted: "Captain Jiang!"

"Well, who is the dead person?"

Jiang Jincheng brought a lighter this time, turned his head, lit a cigarette, and took the photos of the corpse taken at the scene.

Jun Li and Bai Ze hurriedly moved closer and looked at it eagerly. The corpse was hung at the door of the classroom with a thick hemp rope, with its eyeballs completely bulging out and its tongue hanging to one side.

"It was a student named Zhang Qi. On the night of the incident, Zhang Qi went home and played games with his classmates until after 10 o'clock. He won several games in a row and was very excited. Logically, he would never commit suicide!"

"Ah."

Jiang Jincheng looked at the photo and remembered the boy, the boy who delivered the message yesterday. His speech and behavior were extremely normal. He and the first deceased, Ma Qi, were just ordinary classmates and he knew nothing about their relationship. To put it bluntly, they had no interaction at all.

"Zhang Qi..."

Jiang Jincheng rummaged through his pocket and took out the student roster that Teacher Feng had given him yesterday. He glanced at it but did not find Zhang Qi's name.

When Jiang Jincheng frowned and started looking down from the first Ma Qi, his expression changed.

Below the name of the first deceased, Ma Qi, was Zhang Qi’s name, student number “02”.