At this time, the female teacher was in her own home.

Talking to his friend on his mobile phone.

She said as she packed her bags.

"You know what... As soon as I fall asleep, I remember...", the teacher's tone was full of tiredness.

Having experienced a plane crash, her mind was already on the verge of collapse.

Not to mention, she let the male teacher get on the plane first instead of her, so in her heart, she always felt that she killed the male teacher herself.

"I think of the students, and even during the day, all of a sudden, I can hear the voice in my head, I am saying to the male teacher, I am speaking to him..."

I said "No, you speak French, or do you catch up with the plane first, and I'll follow"... You know... I was the one who killed him, I am. ”

"Everything reminds me of that day. Right... I hope the change will help, I've lived here all my life, and even if I don't give up, I have to leave this place. There are good memories everywhere I see, but when I see the surviving classmates, I always think that I should be the one who died. ”

Then the teacher hung up the phone and cried bitterly.

She leaned against the window, looking out at the scenery, and after shaking her head, she also closed the curtains.

Just the moment she closed the curtains... A yin wind blows...

The teacher frowned and stared at the window for a long time, because the window was closed, how could there be wind...

She shook her body and continued to pack her belongings, while taking out a black film from the closet and placing it on the record player to listen to the song.

Maybe even the teacher himself didn't think of it..

Her song, which was also played at the airport at the time, and... When Brother Sparrow was in the bathroom, he also used a tape recorder to play...

Death has crept in.

The teacher's room is quite large, and the living room and kitchen are typical 'American' houses.

Listening to the song, she was not as leisurely as she imagined, but had a general feeling of being targeted by unclean things.

She watched her surroundings with some wariness, a strong sense of foreboding spreading through her mind.

She filled the kettle with water, and by the way, she took a rag to clean the kettle, and then came to the side, put it on the stove, and prepared to boil the water.

Perhaps because he was too suspicious, after using the rag, the teacher did not return to his original position, but instead held it in his hand and walked to the stove.

Conveniently... I dropped the rag on the knife tray next to me.

This is the standard 'Western cutter disc'.

Just that kind of kitchen knife, table knife, wooden plate inserted diagonally, and at this time this rag happens to be on the knife handle, maybe you only need to gently pull the rag to throw the knife plate down, which is extremely dangerous.

The teacher seemed to be aware of the danger, but she just felt something strange around her...

Click, can't ignite?

The teacher frowned, picked up the matchbox, and carefully lit it.

There was a bang, and finally a fire was lit.

The teacher let out a long sigh, her face full of panicked tiredness, and then she packed up and set off on her own.

And at this time...

Ye Ye Shengge also came to the vicinity of the teacher's house.

He secretly leaned against the window and observed.

He waited until the teacher followed her death in a circle, and then came to the rescue at the last moment.

This can be said to be very thrilling, and the goal of singing overnight is also very simple, that is, 'maximizing profits'!

He knew that it was the knives that killed the teacher in the end.

The knives on the knife head will be inserted straight into the teacher's body in an unbelievable way.

Ye Ye Shengge swallowed his saliva, and the hot innate gossip charm in his neck reminded him all the time that death was nearby, and he had to pay attention to it!

water, boiled.

The teacher holds a porcelain mug, drops a tea bag, and prepares to make a cup of soothing tea.

The water was full, and just as the teacher was about to pick it up and blow the wind, it was as if he was frightened by something.

Throw the hot water in the mug directly behind you!

"Whew... I'm making too much of a fuss... But why do I still feel the wind when my windows are closed..."

The teacher took several deep breaths, trying to tell himself that it was just a nervous breakdown, that everything was fine.

She continued to comfort herself with herself, "You're about to move, you're about to leave this hellish place, you're going to be fine, you're going to be fine." ”

She then went to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of whiskey, along with several ice cubes.

Putting ice cubes in a mug and pouring in whiskey, she tried to calm herself down enough with alcohol.

But she overlooked a very important thing.

That is thermal expansion and cold contraction.

The mug was filled with hot water just now, and the cup was still hot...

Now it's ice cubes poured in, and there's frozen whiskey...

A small crack cracks in the bottom of the mug.

Originally, it would not be so unlucky to do this occasionally, and it can even be said to be a once-in-a-century situation.

But please, at this time, the Grim Reaper is in the room, and no matter what kind of coincidence, it can be guided in the direction of death.

The wine, through the cracks in the mug, slowly seeped out.

The teacher didn't notice this, picked up the cup and left.

I saw her arrive at the computer desk in the living room, but she didn't notice that on the path she was on, the wine was spilled all the way.

The drinks even carved a 'path' on the wooden floor...

The teacher holds the mug, leans in front of the computer, and stretches out his other hand to hold something behind him.

The computer is the kind of desktop computer that used to be, the kind of computer with a big butt.

And in places where the teacher didn't notice...

The drink slowly dripped down the cracks of the mug and into the 'big ass' of the computer.

It's full of circuits, all kinds of lines lined up...

Then the teacher put the mug aside and cleaned up the things next to it.

Tick drip...

The 'big butt' of desktop computers, in order to better dissipate heat, so there are gaps, and the wine also drip directly on the circuit inside along these gaps.

Sizzling..

What happens when a liquid goes on a date with an electrical appliance?

That's a blooming flame, of course!

The teacher also sensed that something was wrong, and quickly stood up, looking at the computer in front of him that had begun to smoke in confusion.

Before she could react...

boom！

An explosion!

The computer was blown up!

And the position of the teacher is right in front of the computer, or in front of the screen!