"Therefore, the existence of this diary is to induce me, so I deliberately created an illusion that I wrote to myself and tried to warn myself."

Du Wei made a judgment, but it also gave him a vague thought in his mind.

There's something that wants to make itself do, or a way to expose it, because it's possible that it wants to leave as well.

It is also possible that it has no way to kill itself directly, so it needs to make hints to itself to induce itself to die step by step, or to achieve some of its goals.

It seems to be safe, but in fact it hides extremely deep malice.

"But it doesn't matter, since you want to play, then I'll play with you and see who shows the flaws first."

Du Wei turned the diary to the last page, took out the pen on the workstation, and wrote a paragraph.

[I'm Du Wei, I already know all the secrets of this school, and everything is safe at the moment. 】

[The reason why I failed before is that I suspect that I don't know enough about this school, I don't know its real secrets, and I don't know where the door is. 】

So I'm going to stay for two days and play one last game. 】

[If I can't find the door and destroy or close it in two days, then I'll leave that way.] 】

As for what the method was, Du Wei deliberately did not write it.

After that's done.

Du Wei stood up, cleared his throat, picked up the lesson plan on the table, and walked out of the office.

From the beginning to the end, he did not have any contact with those "colleagues".

It's very much in line with the mentality of a person who is eager to explore the secrets of the school and is ready to leave at any time......

And after he leaves.

In the same place, those colleagues suddenly froze.

The entire office was silent, and the silence was frighteningly quiet.

Click......

The next second.

Everyone craned their necks and turned their heads to look at where Dewey had left.

At the workstation, the diary had been closed, and only the signature could be seen - Du Wei.

……

Classroom A-012.

As the class bell rang, Du Wei pushed open the door and walked in.

In the classroom, there were twenty-four students, most of whom were women.

Du Wei glanced at the men, his gaze pausing for a moment in the second row by the left window.

The teacher is located on the fifth floor of the teaching building, and the drizzle is falling outside the window, and when you look out, the general outline of the entire school is silent in the rain.

Sitting by the window was a girl.

Well......

Du Wei has seen a picture of her, and it is the beautiful neighbor of Tom's dead - Joanna, who was still studying ten years ago to be exact.

In the city of Esselgreen, at Joanna's home, Dewey saw a photo of her and the schoolgirl ten years ago, when neither of them died.

But in the church in New York, she obviously killed the evil spirit she became after her death, so she shouldn't be here again.

Or is this really the school of 10 years ago?

Du Wei pressed his thoughts to the bottom of his heart and swept over all the students one by one.

He remembered them all.

Then, Du Wei stood on the lectern, holding the lesson plan in one hand and tapping on the blackboard with the other.

When he came, he had already read the lesson plan.

It's a bit different from what he thought, and the content is all about psychology.

This is absurd, because by all indications, this is a private high school.

These students are still in their first year of high school, and they are studying psychology in the first year of high school......

It doesn't matter, though.

Du Wei looked at his students and said calmly: "I am your psychology teacher Du Wei, I will teach you this lesson, do you remember, which lesson I told you last time?" ”

Someone replied, "Teacher, in your last lesson, you talked about micro-expressions in the fourth and fifth sections of basic psychology. ”

Du Wei nodded: "Very good." ”

He asked about the last time, not the previous section.

And the content in the lesson plan is exactly the same as the previous lesson.

In other words, he, the teacher, was forcibly embedded in this school, and all the previous records were compiled by some kind of existence.

It's like playing a role-playing game, and Du Wei improvises the role of a psychology teacher.

However, he does intend to teach these students a good lesson.

Come to think of this.

Du Wei threw the lesson plan directly on the podium: "Students, micro-expression is an introductory course in psychology, it is a branch, everyone will have micro-expression, this is subconscious. ”

"It's hard for people who don't have relevant training, or relevant work experience, to hide their micro-expressions."

"When lying, some people habitually droop their eyelids."

"When they hide their secrets, some people act as if nothing is going on, and they are calmer than ever."

"So how to discover each other's secrets through micro-expressions?"

Dewey stepped down from the podium and asked his students a question.

Someone replied proudly: "Teacher, I know that we can discover each other's secrets by summarizing each other's facial expressions and guiding each other through language." ”

Du Wei nodded approvingly: "You're right, it's actually just written language, everyone knows it's okay to do it, but few people can do it." ”

"So I won't talk to you about any theoretical knowledge in this class, but I'll let you experience the charm of psychology once."

When he said this, his tone was a little strange.

The role-playing game sounds interesting, but he doesn't want to follow the set script at all.

The contact with these students was the first temptation.

Remind the students of their evil spirits.

Test the bottom line of a certain existence, and whether it will endorse itself and lie.

If he endorses it, he's ready to continue sabotage.

The students didn't know what their teacher was going to do, and they were all excited, and for students of this age, they liked something new and exciting.

"That's pretty cool."

"Teacher, are you planning to let us practice and use each other's micro-expressions to find other people's secrets?"

Hearing this, Du Wei smiled and said, "No, it's me who uses micro-expressions to find out your secrets." ”

With that, Du Wei walked up to the student Joanna and started with her first.

Joanna was a little nervous: "Teacher, I don't have any secrets. ”

Du Wei looked into her eyes and said calmly: "Everyone has secrets in their hearts, but everyone wants to bury it deeper, and some people have subconsciously forgotten those secrets because they have suffered serious trauma, but we can awaken it through psychological means." ”

"The softer way is to ease the relationship with the other party first and let the other party relax their vigilance."

"But I don't like this approach, I like to point out the contradictions of the other party more directly and directly, and stimulate the other party to react."

"So Joanna, why didn't your girlfriend come to class today?"

"Is it because of a conflict between you?"

"You hate her, so you did something too much to her!"

"So let's make a bold guess, did you kill her?"

After the voice landed, the whole classroom fell silent.

Joanna's face was horrified, and everyone stared at her, expressionless......

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