Dressed as a white moonlight

Yunyan poked his cheek with a finger, and it felt soft.

Li Dong widened his eyes and opened his mouth slightly to look at him.

"Help me, just help me, don't get too close to me."

Li Dongxiao narrowed his eyes and said softly, "I see."

The class bell rang.Yunyan leaned against the railing, took out a cigarette case from the inner pocket of his coat, opened it, and handed one to Li Dong: "Smoking?"

Li Dong shook his head, pushed the cigarette back, "You smoke."

His eyes are round and round, as if looking at something novel, seeing Yunyan take out a lighter and light a cigarette

The wind was a little strong, Yunyan held the smoke, bent his back to the wind, and tried to start the fire again.

Li Dong stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hands, and stretched out to the side of the lighter, protecting the trembling flames.

The cigarette was lit, and Yunyan raised his eyes, facing Li Dong's pointed chin and his delicate bridge of nose. From this angle, Li Dong's slightly bulging cheeks seemed to be still covered with baby fat.

Yunyan retracted the lighter as if getting an electric shock, his eyes were cold: "Is there much to do with you?"

Li Dong smiled flatteringly, a little secretly pleased: "You look handsome when you smoke."

Yunyan: "..."

He didn't even know how to say that Li Dong was fine.

With a half-smile, he said, "Were you always this bold before?"

Li Dong smiled shyly, his pupils were extremely light in color, as pale as the rain outside.

The sound of a car came from downstairs. Principal Liu Shan was driving his Lamborghini. He got out of the car together with two policemen.

Yunyan just glanced at it briefly and then looked away. The cigarette butts were flickering, and things seemed to be in trouble.

Obviously, he just wanted to find out what happened to him, and then end the fantasy of the mission target, but in the end he was involved in one suspicious case after another.

It was as if someone was intentionally distracting him.

Was Shi Ming's death really a simple electric shock?Yunyan is not stupid, ever since he discovered the marks on Huang Juanjuan's body, she never appeared in front of him again.

If Huang Juanjuan turned into a ghost and wanted to take revenge on those who hurt her, why did she drag Yunyan into the water?

There is more than one murderer, so will Shi Ming's death be the beginning?

The top priority is to find the person who hurt Huang Juanjuan. Yunyan already has some ideas in his heart, but it's not enough.

It's like a story, knowing the beginning and ending, but missing a lot of information in the middle, so that the story cannot be logical by itself.

Standing in the corridor for a class, Yunyan cleared his mind in the cold wind.

Li Dong was like a quail, his lips turned white from the cold, and he stood beside him stupidly.

There are still 5 minutes before the end of get out of class, Yunyan gave him a headache, "Go back to the office."

The wind blew away the smell of smoke, and Li Dong followed behind him step by step.

Back in the office, Qiu Zhenguo sat blankly on the chair, his eyes glazed over. He had just returned from the principal's office.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Qiu Zhenguo rolled his eyes, looked at Yunyan, and asked slowly: "Do you think Shi Ming's death was an accident?"

What happened yesterday, he and another teacher were invited to the police, interrogated for a long time, and returned home in the middle of the night.

There was no one in the house, Qiu Zhenguo was dizzy and had symptoms of a cold. When taking a bath, he carefully unplugged the water heater, and even when turning off the lights, he paid special attention to whether he had water on his hands.

Even though he was very tired, he still couldn't fall asleep. As long as he closed his eyes, he would think of Shi Ming who was as charred.

After discovering that Shi Ming was missing, he and another teacher went to look for it.That scene was too scary.

The gel coat of the wires had melted, and the exposed metal wires were still sparkling. Shi Ming's body was burned and curled up, his mouth was open, and only two black holes remained in his eye sockets.

The more Qiu Zhenguo forced himself not to think about it, the clearer the picture in his mind became.

Even the smell of burning meat seemed to be filling the tip of his nose.

Qiu Zhenguo kept the lights on until dawn, he huddled under the blanket motionless, the smell seemed to follow him all the time.

When people are greatly stimulated, they will confuse their memory, and in their rhetoric, they will strengthen the side that is beneficial to them.

The police repeatedly asked if they heard the sound when Shi Ming was electrocuted.

Qiu Zhenguo kept thinking back in a panic, he didn't hear it, why didn't he hear it, it was because he was too focused on his work, or the rain outside was too loud.

Neither of them noticed, it was a completely coincidental accident.

But when Qiu Zhenguo was the only one left at home, his brain kept overturning his words.

How is it possible... Even if you can't hear the sound, you can still see the electric spark and smell the smell.

But in that situation, it was like Shi Ming died in a silent foreign space.

Also, Shi Ming opened his mouth so wide, was he calling for help?Still screaming for pain?Or did he see something scary?

In the middle of the night, there is no one, only the raindrops outside the window, dripping.Qiu Zhenguo huddled under the quilt, and the burning smell from the tip of his nose became more and more obvious.

The empty space behind him seemed to be sunken.

Qiu Zhenguo stiffened his body and controlled himself not to slip into the depression.

His brain is warning him: Don't look back!

Yunyan looked at his pale face and dark circles under his eyes, picked up the remote control and turned on the air conditioner.

"Is Teacher Qiu sick?"

"Sick?" Qiu Zhenguo laughed at himself, "Maybe it's mental illness."

With a gust of warm wind, Qiu Zhenguo's consciousness returned. He picked up the tea and took a sip, "Thank you."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and before the teacher went out, the students had already ran out of the classroom and rushed to the toilet.

If it wasn't for the rain, the kids would have rushed to the playground in just 10 minutes.

Looking at the cheering students, Qiu Zhenguo heaved a sigh of relief, and even his fear dissipated a bit.

"what--"

A moment later, the screams from the third floor made people nervous again, "What's the matter? Can't these students be more peaceful?"

I thought it was just students playing around, but the voices kept coming and going, one after another, like ocean waves, seeming to be contagious.

The students ran back to the teacher, shouting as they ran, "Someone died!"

Something happened again?

Yunyan and Qiu Zhenguo looked at each other, he turned around and was about to go downstairs to check, but Qiu Zhenguo promised, "It's the senior year downstairs, so let's stop mixing it up. The police are still with the principal, I'll call someone."

He ran out of the office in a hurry, afraid of being dragged by Yunyan to see some exciting scene.

Yunyan went downstairs, and Li Dong followed behind him.

The incident happened in the men's restroom. The teaching building is in the shape of "Hui". This floor is the toilet shared by senior one and senior three.

Some bold boys were still surrounding the door of the toilet, and two female teachers were talking anxiously. They didn't dare to go in to check the situation, so they could only temporarily stabilize the students so as not to damage the scene.

When Yunyan came, the two female teachers seemed to have found a backbone, and quickly explained the matter.

The entrance to the toilet was half-recessed. Yunyan stood at the door and could see the sink at a glance. Next to it was a lower sink with a row of mop hanging on the wall above it.

On weekdays, the mops used to mop the floor of the class are rinsed here, but now, this mop pool is occupied.

A tall and fat boy was kneeling by the pool full of water, his hands were swollen and hanging limply beside his legs, his whole head was stuck in the pool, and the strands of hair were still dangling with the current.

He wore his school uniform jacket backwards, and the zipper was also pulled up from behind.

Yunyan only glanced at it, then stepped aside, and pushed Li Dong behind him by the way.

He said lightly, "If you want to go to the bathroom, go downstairs or upstairs, and go back to the classroom immediately!"

"Teacher, who died?" A student asked curiously.

Yunyan frowned: "Why do you care so much, class is about to start, hurry up and leave."

The teachers also came over and shouted angrily, and drove the students away.

The police came quickly, but Wu Long didn't follow him this time.

The old policeman frowned so much that he could pinch a mosquito to death, and said to Liu Shan, "What's the matter with your school? People die every few days."

Liu Shan also looked helpless, but it was hard to say anything in front of so many people.

"Could it be suicide?" asked a female teacher.

The old policeman walked in to check the situation. He carefully walked around the water stains on the ground and squatted on the ground.

After a while, he stood up suddenly and staggered: "Call someone to come!"

Even a fool would not be able to insert himself into this low pond and drown alive!

What's more... the old policeman was heartbroken, and felt that his road to retirement would not be smooth.

He gave Liu Shan a hard look.

The deceased was Yue Cong, a student in Class [-], Grade [-], and the cause of death was drowning.

The death report came out soon, and there was no sign of a fight at the scene. Yue Cong didn't even struggle before his death. His mouth grew very big, like a hippopotamus drinking water.

"Does Yue Cong have conflicts with anyone on weekdays?"

It was a familiar scene again, Yunyan entered the palace for the second time, and this time Li Dong was sitting beside him.

Shi Ming was Yue Cong's head teacher, who passed away yesterday. The female teacher who was questioned today was crying because she was afraid and emotionally unstable.

In less than a week, three people in the second class of the third year of high school died.

"Yue Cong is Lu Yahao's follower," Li Dong whispered to Yunyan, a more appropriate word should be thug.

Yue Cong grew tall and burly when he was 15 years old. He was a sports seed selected from the mountains by the school. Every time Lu Yahao bullied others, he would take him with him, but Yue Cong has a simple and honest heart , He didn't attack hard, and most of the time he just stood there to scare others.

So among the students, his reputation is much better than that of Lu Yahao.

Especially in the past few years, Lu Yahao's behavior has become more and more violent, and the relationship between Yue Cong and him has become worse and worse.

The female teacher cried and shook her head repeatedly. She was just a teacher in class, and she didn't dare to have extra thoughts to take care of these things on weekdays.

The old policeman leaned on the back of his chair helplessly, "You teachers, you don't do your best at all. I know you are in the third year of high school. Students have a heavy learning task, but you should also take care of your mental health, right?"

"It's all right now, another one committed suicide, how do you explain to his parents?"

"Master, this shouldn't be suicide..."

As soon as Wu Long spoke, he was scolded by the old policeman: "This is not suicide. You, an adult, may not be able to drown him in the pool. He just has a brain disease! He is sick and playing around, accidentally Drowning myself."