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

Zou Yu's words instantly plunged the group into deathly silence, and finally a few people who didn't believe it madly tagged Zhang Qi.

Jun Li looked at the group messages and realized that everything was developing faster than they thought. It was obvious that the children named Zou Yu and Ke Dong had logical thinking abilities far superior to others.

But obviously this is a good thing for them, and it would be even better if they could get in direct contact with these two people.

Ke Dong and Zou Yu obviously did not stop other students from frantically tagging Zhang Qi in an attempt to overturn the already-forgotten ending of Zhang Qi's death.

After Zhang Qi had been tagged in the group for two or three minutes but still hadn't responded, everyone finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Jiang Xu: I called Zhang Qi, but no one answered. Zhang Qi's parents are out of town and can't help, so it's obviously unrealistic to contact them.

Ke Dong: It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not. Zou Yu and I are too lazy to waste our breath on those who don’t believe it.

Ke Dong: Ma Qi's student number is "01", and Zhang Qi's student number is "02". Obviously, the murderer did not kill randomly, he killed people in a premeditated and orderly manner according to the student numbers!! Although I don't know why he did this, it seems to me that random killings would be easier to succeed.

Zou Yu: It’s okay if you don’t believe it. According to the student number, the person who died tonight is Feng Le, whose student number is “03”. We’ll just have to wait and see if there’s any news about Feng Le tomorrow.

Liu Hai: @冯乐!!!

Sunhe:@冯乐

Zhou Jie: @冯乐

Han Yao: Don’t tag him. He should be on the plane now. I can’t reach him through the flight call. It seems he went to the United States early in the morning.

Sun He: That's okay. They have all fled abroad. The murderer would have to know which flight Feng Le was on and follow him all the way to the United States, kill him and bring him back. Who would go to such trouble to kill someone?

Liu Hai: That’s right. Unless he blows up the plane, I don’t believe Feng Le’s body will really be hung at the classroom door tomorrow!

Jiang Mian: My student number is "06", so will I die on the sixth day? ! ! @柯东

Ke Dong: If Feng Le fled to the United States, he would still be killed, that's obvious, but since people have fled abroad, it's more difficult to kill, unless the murderer breaks his own set of killing rules and specifies a new one. But obviously he would lose face in this way, and it would be a slap in his own face.

Zou Yu: My student number is "12" and Ke Dong's is "15". Now whether the murderer still abides by the rule of "killing by student number" depends on whether Feng Le's body is found in the classroom tomorrow.

Zou Yu: If I flee abroad and still get killed...

Zou Yu didn't finish his words, but everyone obviously understood what he meant.

It means that no matter where they flee to, they will be killed by the murderer, and their bodies will be brought back and hung in that classroom...

Han Yao: To be honest, if Feng Le could really be killed, then I would have to doubt whether all this was really man-made?

The group fell into dead silence again. This incident was too weird, but no one wanted to think that it was caused by some evildoer. Because if it was done by a human, they could still find a way to struggle and escape or seek police protection. But if it was done by a non-human force... then they could obviously only wait to die!

Obviously, the atmosphere in the group has reached freezing point. If we continue to hit the poor and fragile nerves of those students, those with poor psychological endurance will probably collapse immediately.

Ke Dong decided to stop there. He and Zou Yu, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, had almost finished indoctrinating the students in the class, and they had to give a good reward after a slap in the face.

Ke Dong: Okay, there is no point in making blind guesses now. Let’s wait and see what happens tomorrow before making a conclusion. If the deceased is not Feng Le or there is no deceased person, then that’s not bad. It means the murderer’s ability is limited and at least it was human-made. It also means that escaping is useful.

Ke Dong: And if Feng Le was killed...

Zou Yu: Then I also have to doubt whether it is the same evil spirit as in the movies. Although this is unbelievable, it is obvious that it is impossible for one person to do all this.

Sun He: By the way, whose student number is “04”?

Wen Fei: Yes...it's me...

Obviously, if Feng Le died, the person who would be most afraid now would definitely be Wen Fei, whose student number is "04".

Zou Yu: @Wen Fei, don’t be afraid. Everything is just our guess and may not be true.

Wen Fei: Hmm…

Wen Fei: Squad leader, you two just mentioned setting up an investigation team... Can I join...

Wen Fei: I don’t want to die… I’m afraid…

Han Yao: +1 I don’t want to die either. Regardless of whether this investigation team is useful or not, I want to try to save myself.

Jiang Mian: I...I also...

Ke Dong: The establishment of the investigation team depends on whether Feng Le, the variable who escaped to the United States, will die. If Feng Le is not dead, it means that everything can still turn around. If Feng Le dies...

Ke Dong: Then we have to consider the possibility of gods and ghosts. The possibility of human intervention is obviously not very high.

Zou Yu: Let’s stop here for today. There’s no point in talking about it anymore.

Jun Li watched the group fall silent again. He silently memorized the names of those people and the corresponding registered mobile phone numbers on the roster. Jun Li actually had the idea of ​​sharing information with them.

Jun Li taught them how to break the trap set by the strange creatures, and they helped Jun Li find clues and hidden secrets.

Tsk…

Jun Li actually still wanted to join this group to get information, but he couldn't keep asking Wang Ya for her phone...

Got it!

Jun Li registered a small account on the spot, changed his avatar to a female one, added Wang Ya’s QQ number, and used Wang Ya’s phone to pull his small account into the group.

Han Yao:?

Han Yao: Why did you bring in another person?

Jun Li quickly replied with his secondary account: Oh, sorry... I'm Wang Ya, my dad confiscated my phone, and I couldn't log in to my account after changing my phone because my password was required, so I opened a new one.

Zhou Jie: Your dad is really nosy. An old man like that still takes away cell phones!

Jun Li: …

Too much bro...

Jun Li twitched his lips and replied: That's right! Fortunately, I have a spare phone, otherwise I can't reply to the group messages!

After replying the message, Jun Li immediately hid the student group using Wang Ya's account, to prevent Wang Ya from seeing that there were always messages in the group and unable to resist wanting to read it. If she did, she would be exposed!

Okay, it's done! Successfully infiltrated the student body!

Jun, who was in a good mood, yawned and was about to go back to his room to lie down for a while, but suddenly remembered...

It's broken! My wife is still in school!!!

...

Bai Ze followed Jiang Jincheng all the way, looked at the victim's information and visited the victim's neighbors, but in the end found nothing.

Jiang Jincheng was obviously a little confused. The two victims had no connection with each other except that they were classmates. Ma Qi and Zhang Qi were a good girl and an internet-addicted teenager who loved playing games. The only friends they had in common were those in their class.

In fact, Jiang Jincheng suspected that it might be done by someone inside the class, but it was obviously unlikely.

The kids in the class were all teenagers. Let alone killing someone, it was probably impossible to trick the victim into coming to school in the middle of the night! Especially if someone was already dead, it would be impossible unless the person had drugged them.

"This is fucking weird!"

Jiang Jincheng smoked a whole pack of cigarettes in one day without saying a word. Bai Ze hated the smell of cigarettes to begin with, and he was smelled a lot of cigarettes after following him around all day.

"Hello? Send some more police over here!"

Jiang Jincheng said with a cigarette in his mouth, a little irritated: "Some of you will come with me to the school gate tonight and guard it! The other part of you will guard the classroom door!"

"I don't fucking believe it! He dared to kill someone right under my nose!"

"What the hell do you care about Student No. 03 flying to America? Even if he flies to Mars, he still has to guard the school tonight!"