Floating in September

The rhythm of heartbeat and breathing coincides with each other.

12:30 pm.

"I... I remember her!"

"you recognize?"

"No, I don't know each other, I just met a few times..."

"Are you... okay? I'm worried about you..."

12:35 pm.

"I'm fine... I've been through something like this before, and now I have to calm down. I won't be like last time again. This time I have to figure everything out."

"But you are obviously very scared...you are trembling, your palms are so cold..." Gao Zequan held Bai Chuan's hand and pressed it on his face a few times.

"I'm really fine..."

12:40 pm.

murderer.

must be dismantled.

This time the incident came extremely suddenly. Even though something shocking the whole school happened, the principal still did not show up. As always, it was the dean who rushed to the scene immediately.

12:45 pm.

The dean was standing at the end of the corridor not far away from the club activity room of the Literature Department, making a phone call. From his look, he should be calling the police; the rest of the teachers stopped at the stairs in the corridor to evacuate the students. Bai Chuan saw the tennis teacher coming too. Yes, wearing a red T-shirt in the white student uniform is particularly eye-catching, as if red manjusawa bloomed on a white snow field.

"Is it already like this when you came here?" After putting down the phone, the dean frowned and asked.

"Yes……"

"Is there no one else around? Or someone suspicious?"

"The door is locked and the windows are closed..."

Bai Chuan remained silent. She never answered the dean's inquiry, but Gao Zequan frowned and described what happened just now.Even though the two were right beside Bai Chuan, she couldn't hear their conversation, because she couldn't stop to recall the girl's previous appearance, whether it was on the tennis court or in the cafeteria, the girl gave people First impressions are perfect, she looks beautiful, cute, and laughs a lot...

Bai Chuan sighed, life is indeed unreasonably fragile, the girl with the blue headband who was alive and kicking before died here—in the activity room of the Literature Department.

This dead girl was not a member of the Literature Club, Bai Chuan knew it best.

The girl's head placed on the table was facing the door of the activity room. Because the doors and windows were locked, the room was filled with a bloody stench, and the blood solidified on the table, forming a dark purple paste. A few flies fluttered their wings. Rampage on the ceiling.

As for this girl, even if she died, she would not forget to stare at the people outside the door with staring eyes. There was no trace of blood on her face, her sunken eyes were painted with earth-colored eyeshadow, and the corners of her mouth with orange lipstick were slightly raised. That made people feel very weird - people are born to be afraid of death, but the expression on her face seems to be smiling. Why do people who are about to die still smile?Even when facing the cruel murderer, is he smiling like this?

Bai Chuan shuddered and covered his nose. The deceased was dead, and the secret of her being alive would be buried in the yellow sand and no one would know.

Police cars crowded the open space in front of the teaching building with loud sirens. It didn't take long for a group of policemen headed by middle-aged men in black uniforms to surround them. Some were collecting evidence, some were maintaining order, and only that The middle-aged man arched his back and walked around the table with human heads a few times, stroking the mustache from time to time, with a thoughtful look on his brows, and finally stopped behind the table , took out a small notebook from his pocket and didn't know what was written in it. After putting away the notebook, he took out a cigarette and stuffed it at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Chuan frowned, still not intending to speak, she didn't like the smell of cigarettes, and she didn't like being interrogated like a prisoner.

"Why did the murderer decompose the body? And why did he deliberately deal with the scene? If the intention is only to kill, shouldn't the important thing be to escape immediately after the murder? Why waste time creating such a horrifying appearance? ?”

If death is the beginning of another life, is the purpose of the murderer to express a hint to people?

Gao Zequan bumped Bai Chuan's back with his elbow and asked solemnly: "Don't you also think this case is a murder case in a secret room?"

Bai Chuan opened his mouth, did not make any sound, and just let Gao Zequan talk to himself: "The murderer must have found the right time to kill in other places, and after dismembering the body, he brought it into a certain room to make it look like a secret room, but in fact The focus should not be on how to create a secret room, but why it is created... But why is it in the activity room of the literature department instead of the activity room of the animation club?"

"You are right, but this matter still needs to be resolved by the police. We will search the school and its surroundings as soon as possible, and we will definitely bring the perpetrators to justice."

For some reason, Gao Zequan obviously lowered his voice, but he was still heard by the man standing in front of the activity room. He put his fist in front of his chin and coughed a few times, then turned his gaze back to the wrinkled face of the dean superior.

"A murderer must be dismantled?" Gao Zequan repeated these few words, which were originally written in a book she had read - "The Causes of Disintegration".

"The murderer must be dismantled?! The murderer is a big fool?! After the murder, he didn't run away quickly, but stayed at the scene and "worked tirelessly" to disassemble the corpse..."

The assailant cut off the victim's head, avoided the sight of many people, and brought him into the teaching building, and then walked out of the teaching building openly after dealing with it... This series of behaviors did not attract people's attention. It was explained that someone from the school committed the crime, and only those who had a good understanding of the school and the structure of the teaching building would be able to do so easily - if the purpose was to target the Literature Department, there is no ambiguity in this explanation.

But looking at it from another angle, it is not impossible if the perpetrator just walked into a room at random. In this way, everything is just a coincidence, and it is not impossible... Once the paradox appears, everything begins to change again There is no confusion.

"Ah!" A piercing scream came from the battered crowd, it was a very sharp woman's voice, everyone held their breath for a moment, the air was very silent, everyone was in this terrifying silence Zhong focused his eyes on the screaming woman. That woman was Bai Chuan's math teacher. She fell to the ground and trembled with fright, and the corner of her mouth twitched. To the vocabulary of the five declines of heaven and man.

"Down...below!"

"what?"

At noon, a huge sea of ​​clouds covered the brow of the sun, and the flickering sunlight made people dazzled.

Everyone's eyes shifted from the woman's terrified face to the place her trembling fingertips were pointing at—under the teaching building.

The window on the opposite side of the corridor of the activity room of the Department of Literature is facing the back of the teaching building. The open space behind was originally a flower bed, but for some reason, even though the growth is not lush, it still breeds a lot of mosquitoes in such hot summer. and crickets.

The new students on the first floor are affected by these small insects, and the order of the classroom is always very chaotic. As long as the girls hear the sound of buzzing mosquitoes around them, they will pick up the books and slap them. The boys will even secretly grab a few crickets and stuff them in They were raised in bottles, and over time even the teachers couldn't stand the noisy intruders, and the school finally decided to remove the small flower beds.

There are no trees planted in the flower bed, and it is not difficult to remove the sparse shrubs and weeds. After the removal, the open space here is re-paved with a thick layer of cement. That is, today, the cement has just been laid. In front of the club activity room on the fourth floor, you can still see the wet water on it.

1:03 minutes.

"What's that?" The tennis teacher stood in front of the window and looked down anxiously, squeezing out a few words between his teeth.

"It's...it's a person!" Someone said that, and then the people at the scene became confused again.

"You guys stay at the maintenance site! The rest of you go to block the school!" The man yelled and immediately ran to the stairs.

Bai Chuan and Gao Zequan stood where they were, their eyes widened, because something they couldn't believe happened—in just a few minutes, under the watchful eyes of everyone, when everyone swarmed behind the window to watch the sky When people were captured on the ground, the heads on the table in the activity room disappeared.