seems to have infinite attraction, constantly tormenting her kindness. No, it's not just kindness. There is also a sense of fear. Could the person who died be Nanning?

When I think of this, my heart is hard to calm as if it is crawling by countless ants.

No, you have to take a look at it anyway. If you don't figure out whether the dead person is Nanning, you will definitely have insomnia recently. These days are supernatural events, and the double torture of worrying about the whereabouts of friends is not good for beauty.

Yuan Mengchen made up his mind and turned back to the staircase on the third floor again.

"Why are you back again?" The young policeman asked.

"Excuse me, I want to go to the bathroom." Yuan Mengchen pretended to be urgent, his legs clamped, and he seemed to be about to hold back.

"Isn't there one downstairs?" The young policeman asked again.

"The bathroom downstairs has long since broken down."

The police were very embarrassed, "But the third floor has been cordoned off, and the boss has ordered us not to let anyone in." This is a major criminal case! ”

"But I'm really in a hurry!" Yuan Mengchen looked at the policeman in front of him who was not much older than him with tears in his eyes, his eyes flashed, "Otherwise, the bathroom on the fourth floor can also be used." I'm down the stairs to the fourth floor. You're only blocking the third floor, and you won't be able to affect it at all. ”

"This ......," the policeman hesitated.

"Please!" She folded her hands and her eyes discharged a little faster.

Where did the young policeman endure such a high-level beauty pleading with him, and immediately threw away his armor and "Okay, but hurry up." It's not good to let my colleagues in the police department see it! ”

"Thank you, handsome guy, you're so nice, I'll invite you to dinner another day." Yuan Mengchen smiled and directly looked at the young policeman in the eyes. She went up the stairs to the fourth floor, looked left and right, and there was no one around.

So she hurriedly ran into the classroom of the fifth class of the third year of high school and carefully closed the door. The classroom of the fifth class of the third year of high school is on the ceiling of the fifth class of the second year of high school where he teaches, because it was renovated from the chemistry room in the past, so there are still many pipe openings that are not sealed, and some of the pipes are directly connected to the lower two floors.

Although this secret was discovered by chance, it seems to have been widely known in school.

Yuan Mengchen found the location of the center of the classroom and looked around again. There was silence all around, no footsteps. Nonsense, there are police blockades down there, I'm afraid no one will be bored enough to sneak around. With the exception of myself, of course. But I have a valid reason.

With great difficulty, he moved the desks out of the room, revealing a sink in the water pipes that could be looked down. It's good, it's still in place. Yuan Mengchen was a little excited, pulled his short skirt, and crawled on the ground, his right eye came to the small hole and looked down.

Through the open pipe, you can really see the scene below. Directly below, there is a female corpse in a casual dress. The female corpse was dressed very young, but the pink dress was already stained with blood. The ground around her was also bloody, and the blood had long since oxidized and become dull. Dark red blood flowed out of the ground in a strange pattern, like a large, hideous claw with sharp nails.

The woman's black hair was scattered like strands of rags, and her left hand was twisted like a polio patient's deformity. He still clutched a bundle of his long hair tightly between his fingers.

Could this woman be tearing her own hair before she died? The hair on the ground was all ripped off by herself?

Thinking of this, Yuan Mengchen couldn't help but shudder.

The female corpse was surrounded by two men in white coats, who were supposed to be forensic doctors from the police station, and the two were busy collecting evidence on the female corpse.

But she couldn't see the face of the female corpse. Yuan Mengchen was a little disappointed, she felt that her posture of climbing the ground was very tired, so she raised her head slightly. His eyes turned around the classroom of the fifth class of the third year of high school, and he suddenly realized something, and his eyes once again came to the small hole.

The position where the female corpse was sitting happened to be in the vacancy of the fifth class of the second year of high school. Could it be a coincidence?

She kept looking at every detail of the female corpse, hoping to find out even a little bit of the characteristics of Nanning that she was familiar with. It wasn't long before she was disappointed. This woman doesn't seem to know herself.

After disappointment, she is happy, at least it is not Nanning who died, which means that she may still be alive, living in a corner of the world.

Yuan Mengchen just wanted to stand up and leave, when suddenly his eyes focused on the ring finger of the female corpse's right hand, and her pupils dilated suddenly. I saw the female corpse wearing a wedding ring on her ring finger. I've seen the ring myself. Not long ago, it was also worn on the former English teacher Sun Shou in the fifth class of the second year of high school.

Could it be that she will be the one who died? But when I visited her a few days ago, she was full of relief, and she didn't look like a person who would commit suicide. But now, how could she die in that vacancy in the middle of the fifth class classroom? Could it be that he killed? Is it the poisonous hand who has been staring at the fifth class of the second year of high school in Nanxun High School, a pervert with a deformed mind? But she doesn't seem to have instructed others to fill the vacancies at all, why she was suddenly killed. It doesn't make sense to think about it!

Looking at the chair sitting under the buttocks of the suspected female corpse, Yuan Mengchen shivered again. The chair, which seemed to have been moved by itself to fill the vacant seat, sat on the side for a while. When I think of something I've sat on, it's gruesome to have a woman who has met someone who committed suicide or was killed.

As she peeked down through the hole, the female corpse twitched violently, and her deformed lowered head seemed to have found a target and lifted it up violently. It looked up at the ceiling, its bloodshot eyes wide open, its pupils already retracted into its sockets, leaving only the whites of its eyes and clearly visible spider-like bloodshots.

At the same time that Yuan Mengchen peeked at it through the small hole, the female corpse now seemed to be staring at her through the small hole. This terrifying scene came into view without any psychological preparation, and Yuan Mengchen's whole person was startled, and he even crawled under the nearest table and chair.

Two forensic doctors came from downstairs with surprised soft cries, and they seemed to be frightened by the sudden convulsions of the female corpse. One of them forced a composure and said, "I guess the inside of the corpse is starting to decompose." ”

Yuan Mengchen couldn't hear anything, she was trembling all over her body with fright, but she couldn't forget the facial expression of the dead corpse in her mind.

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