Chapter 70: After the Attack

Although Morgan laughed, they also had the desolation of 50 steps and 100 steps of laughter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info There was more anger in their hearts, boundless anger, everything that happened in the room was a declaration of war on humanity, and it wasn't people who did it. They may not have thought that their idea was true, that they were not human.

As soon as they stepped into the counseling center, the strong smell of blood was enough to make people vomit out the overnight meal, and they still saw too many dead SWAT, if ordinary people smelled this smell it was enough to make them dare not eat meat anymore, let alone the room full of minced meat and stumps. The floor of the room was almost covered with scraps of meat and internal organs, and the floor of the desks was littered with some broken and completely disfigured parts of a human body.

All the walls were stained crimson with blood, scarlet and blinding. A big death was written on the blackboard in blood. They've seen horror movies too, but none of them can match even half the level here. Morgan and the others didn't go in to look any further, because there was no need to search the room at all, and there could be no life in it. Morgan's face turned red and white, and there was anger in his eyes.

"Cordon off here, no one is allowed to enter." Morgan ordered all the team members.

When the team heard the captain's order, they immediately cordoned off the entire room, and the doors and windows were tightly blocked so that no one could see the inside of the room from the outside. They also very well understand the captain's anger at this time, and they don't have anger in their hearts, and if they want to arrest the murderer, it will be light to cut them with a thousand knives. You know, the dead in the room are some children who haven't grown up yet.

In the next half a month, the school is closed. No one, whether a student or a teacher, was allowed to enter the school, not even near the school, and the police would immediately come and drive people away. For some people who have not experienced this and don't care, they all poke their noses at it. Isn't there a death of a person, a violent incident? Isn't that a reaction too much. However, even with this information known to the outside world, the students, teachers, and parents who have experienced this incident are all sad in their hearts. Even more painful are those who have lost loved ones. The most painful thing for them is that even though they know that their relatives have been killed, they cannot speak out, and even more so they cannot see the bodies of their loved ones.

"Lucas." Brooke came to Lucas's door, but no matter how much she knocked on the door, there was no response. This was her fifth trip, and she knew that Lucas was inside, and she knew even more that Keith's death had hit Lucas.

"Lucas, I know you're in there. I don't expect you to come out and see me right now. I just want you to know that I've been with you all the time. Keith's affair is upset for everyone. He's a good guy, he's taken care of all of us, he's a life coach for all of us. You love them, and we love them. I want to be able to accompany you through this sad time. Keith has a spirit in heaven, and he certainly doesn't want you to do that. Brooke sat down against the door and whispered.

Click! The door opened suddenly, and Brooke was unprepared, and was knocked to the ground and knocked on the head. But she didn't care about the pain in her head at all, and suddenly got up and looked at Lucas excitedly.

Lucas reacted by dousing Brooke with a cool shower.

Lucas glared at Brooke and shouted, "Don't want me like this, do you know that Keith raised me from a young age?" Do you know? In my heart, Keith is my dad. My Dad, you know what? And he, and he's leaving me now, for no apparent reason. ā€

Brooke hugged Lucas and buried his head tightly in Lucas's arms. Tears flowed down her cheeks like a river bursting its banks. It only took a moment to soak Lucas's clothes through.

"Do you pity me now? I don't need your pity. Lucas shoved Brooke away and staggered.

"No, it's not." Brooke rushed up again. This time she hugged Lucas so hard and refused to let go, no matter how Lucas struggled. Brooke shook his head desperately in Lucas's arms. After a long time, Lucas's mood finally eased a lot. Lucas stopped struggling, but Brooke still wouldn't let go. Lucas's clothes were crumpled in her hands.

"I'm sorry." Lucas's body trembled slightly, and his voice was hoarse.

Brooke slowly raised his head at this time, his eyes were a little red and swollen from crying, and he convulsed and said, "I don't know what to do, so I will follow my method, I want to be able to comfort you." ā€

"Thank you, Brooke." Lucas smiled, but anyone could tell that his smile was struggling to squeeze out. It's a good thing, though, because at least Lucas is trying to get out of the quagmire. Lucas has been a very sensible child since he was a child, and he knows that he should not take his anger out on others, except for the murderer, of course. The previous reaction was only because he was too sad to accept it for a while. You can imagine what it would be like if someone close to you suddenly left you, perhaps a more painful feeling than if you were to take his place.

"Schools will be fully open tomorrow and we will be back to school." Brooke whispered, "Let's meet there tonight." ā€

"Okay." Lucas visibly hesitated when he heard the school, but he finally nodded in agreement.

......

"Hey." Lucas appears at Peyton's bedroom door.

"Hey." Peyton's face turned slightly red when he noticed it was Lucas, and then he tried to get up from the bed.

Lucas hurriedly stepped forward, helped Peyton and pressed her back to the bed, and said with a little reproach: "Since you are injured, just lie down honestly." ā€

Peyton smiled slightly, I don't know what's going on in my mind, when I saw Lucas, I saw the scene of myself kissing Lucas in the library, very happy, but at the same time scolding himself, Lucas is the boyfriend of his best friend.

Lucas saw that Payton was distracted, coughed lightly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't come to see you before." ā€

"Oh, it's fine. Brooke has been here before, and she's told me a little bit about how you've been lately. Peyton said embarrassedly, not knowing if Lucas would be upset if he said that, "I'm sorry I can't see you." Peyton looked sadly at his legs.

"It's okay, just take care of your legs. Brooke said tonight that she invited me to meet at school, and I don't know what she has in store. Lucas smiled.

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Peyton still felt warm in his heart, but in the second half of the sentence, he was lost.

......

"You're here." Brooke happily ran over and grabbed Lucas's arm, and then was about to pull Lucas to the school.

Lucas hesitated as he looked at the cordon that was still pulling not far ahead.

"It's fine." Brooke pulled Lucas hard and entered the school.

When Lucas stepped into the school building, he was startled. Is this Brooke? It was a party, and everyone gathered in the hallways, classrooms. Drinking, dancing to the music, chatting, and doing all sorts of things to do at a party. Brooke actually threw a party at school.

"All the people in the school have been invited, and I think it's a way to heal everyone's wounded hearts." The corners of Brooke's smug mouth rose slightly.

"I don't think it's all of them." Lucas seemed a little disappointed, but Brooke didn't hear the loss in his voice, "Payton doesn't know. ā€

"Oh, her leg hurts, it's not convenient to come here. So I didn't tell her to make her unhappy. Brooke explained.

Lucas didn't continue, but nodded. Because he knew it was Brooke's heart, he didn't want to upset Brooke.

"I'm going to go shopping."

"Can you?" Brooke asked worriedly.

"I'm not a three-year-old anymore. Rest assured, I'm fine. No problem at all. Lucas laughed.

"Then you can call me at any time if you have something." Brooke was still not very reassured.

Lucas squeezed through the crowd and noticed that the gang was all so excited to play. It felt depressing, and he himself knew that he shouldn't blame others, but in this place, watching them like this. Lucas couldn't control his own heart. He wanted to get out of here quickly so he could breathe again. His pace quickened unconsciously, but when he reached the locker, he stopped.

In the locker, there is bread, fruit, candles, and a photograph of Jamie, the killer of Keith. Somebody is here, and you put a altar on Jamie.

The anger in Lucas's heart burned in an instant. He rushed to the locker, but just as he was about to get there, the big mouth stepped out of the way and got in front of Lucas.

"Get out of the way." Lucas's voice was like an angry beast about to tear everything in front of him apart. The people around me, although they were all watching, were all afraid to retreat.

"We shouldn't have done this to him, Lucas. He was our friend. Big Mouth plucked up courage and said.

"Friends? Did my friend do that? In my eyes, he was just Keith's murderer. Lucas jerked his mouth out and put it on the locker next to him, while Lucas walked over to Jamie's locker and smashed everything to pieces, and finally kicked twice with all his strength and left the school building without looking back.

"Lucas." Brooke chased after him anxiously.

Lucas looked back at Brooke angrily, and before Brooke could speak, he took the lead and said, "If this is your way, I'm sorry, I can't accept it." ā€

With that, Lucas didn't give Brooke any chance, turned around and left. Brooke was left standing alone, watching Lucas's vanishing back from afar.