The same screams exploded in the auditorium!

We were already standing on the edge of the front desk, and we subconsciously held our heads and jumped off the stage.

The expected collapse did not materialize. One corner of the set smashed through the wooden floor of the stage and sank in, and the rest of the set swayed in mid-air, crumbling, threatening to fall at any moment.

The teacher from the General Affairs Office reacted first, approaching the huge and heavy set carefully and quickly from both sides, and then holding on hard to prevent it from falling.

Dean Li then instructed the two teachers of the Teaching Office, Gu and Ren, as well as several school workers and canteen cooks, to pull out the large and thick set wooden board and lay it flat on the stage floor.

After a period of hectic commotion, just as we were about to breathe a sigh of relief, we saw the clam shell stumbling out of the background, his face wide open in horror, but he couldn't speak, just gasped.

"Teacher Fang, what's wrong?" Dean Li asked.

“…… Background...... Preparation, preparation room ......" Mussel Fang's face was as pale as a ghost, and he finally held back these words, his legs were weak, and he actually fainted on the ground.

There was another uproar in the auditorium.

Several teachers had already come up and sent her to the dormitory to rest.

"Shen Jun, could it be ......" Ge Hong was next to me, and his face was ugly.

Not far from ten, Zhao Minmin has an accident!

We both looked at each other, and there was helpless bitterness in our eyes at the same time.

Dean Li stayed for a while. Walk briskly backstage. He was followed by the teachers from the Teaching Office and the General Affairs Office.

I'm pulling Ge Hong. Decisively followed.

The backstage preparation room was a mess. Tables and chairs tumbled to the floor. Some props were scattered on the ground in pieces. There was a strange smell in the room. The only hook hangs an electric fan on the ground in the summer. Hang down a piece of white silk. There is a cloud bun hanging from it. A girl wearing a short collared shirt and a long skirt of pomegranate on the floor. The face is distorted and bruised. The tongue is slightly exposed. A pair of eyes widened. It froze all the emotions of the moment before she died. Pain, despair, incomprehension, confusion...... All kinds of contradictions. All kinds of unwillingness. It seems to be singing a sad song.

Ge Hong and I saw the girl's face clearly. I can't help but be shocked!

This girl is not Zhao Minmin!

"Don't move!" Dean Li spoke up and stopped the teacher of the general affairs office who wanted to step forward to relieve the hanging girl.

"Maybe there will be a ...... to save," said the pale-faced teacher Gu.

"No need, my body is stiff! Notify the police! Dean Li shook his head and sighed.

Indeed, the hanging girl clenched her hands into fists, her fingers were bruised and black, and she looked very stiff with the force of inertia swaying slightly, and she had lost the need to rescue.

"Did someone hang her up?" Teacher Ren asked thoughtfully.

"Let the criminal police team bother with this problem!" Dean Li turned his head, "Your task now is to maintain order in the auditorium, let each class sit in the designated position, count the number of people, and find out who hanged it as soon as possible." ”

The two teachers from the teaching office, Gu and Ren, nodded hurriedly, exited the backstage, and went to arrange the investigation by themselves.

Dean Li looked at the corpse in a trance, and his expression seemed to be very troubled.

I quietly snorted at Ge Hong.

She immediately understood and walked gently after me.

"You two wait." Dean Li suddenly turned to face us, "Why is it so unexpected?" Who did you think was dead? ”

"Well, no, we just see...... I felt very scared, so I quickly explained, "I .......

"Don't lie to me!" Her sharp gaze swept across our faces, "If you didn't know something, how could you have followed without thinking?" ”

Ge Hong lowered his head, and I was speechless for a while.

"Such as

He said to me, just for the people you think can prevent similar incidents from going to T3, the tone is very vague, neither firm nor clear, but the look in his eyes is clear, "The academy's art show last year has been forced to cancel, I hope this year will not repeat the same mistakes!" ”

He replied in a low voice.

"Also, be careful not to cause panic among your classmates!" Her tone became solemn.

"Yes." We nodded hurriedly.

While speaking, the criminal police from the police station in the jurisdiction rushed to the scene.

Wearing transparent gloves, they carefully untied the corpse from the white silk.

A small white flower fell from the slightly scattered bun.

It's a limp flower!

I felt sick in my heart.

"Shen Jun, look at her hand......" Ge Hong gently touched me with his elbow.

A pair of hands that hung stiffly on the ground, clenched into fists, revealed the corners of the limie flowers, the white jade petals and the bruised-black fingers in stark contrast.

It's amaranth again!

An ominous premonition is shouting in my mind!

The unknown singing female ghost attached to the Tang Dynasty skirt and dress can be called a ghost! , Zhao Minmin's mutation, and now there are girls who hang themselves for no reason, these bizarreness are all related to Lihua. Thinking of what happened to me in Wangyun Tower, it seems that this outlier has a lot to do with the amaranth.

Back in the auditorium, all the students were whispering about what had just happened.

When they saw me and Ge Hong, the classmates in our class immediately began to ask questions.

"What's going on in the background?"

"I seem to have seen a police uncle coming, right...... Dead? ”

"Who died? Which class? ”

"Wow, is that true? Who is it? How did he die? ”

……

Ge Hong was silent.

I looked at him and said, "What about Teacher Fang?" How is she? ”

"Hey, don't digress! I ask you what do you see? Many students were quite dissatisfied.

"We? Didn't see anything! I shook my head, "I just ran to the backstage, and before I could look at it, I was revealed by Dean Li!" ”

"Really?" Most of the tone was disbelief.

"Of course ......"

"Hey, why is there one less person in your class?" Teacher Gu from the teaching office asked with a frown after counting carefully a few times.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to him.

Teacher Gu, nicknamed Gu Xini, is a rotten good person who usually says everything well and is basically unprincipled. Now this unusual seriousness makes us even more uneasy.

"Doesn't seem to be a short ......," I said with a quick scan, uncertain.

“…… Oh, yes! It's all here! The other students also echoed after looking left and right.

"Nope! There is indeed one person missing! Ge Hong said suddenly.

"Who?" I asked in surprise.

The girl who hanged herself, though with a distorted face, was not completely unrecognizable, and I was sure that she was not someone I knew! That said, it shouldn't be our classmates!

"Zhao Minmin!" Ge Hong's pale lips spat out the name.

My heart sank!

Everyone else is here, but she's missing?

Suddenly, another question that had been ignored just now surfaced: that dress had been worn on her all the time, why did it take a while to reach someone else? Still hanging yourself in it?

"Is that the Zhao Minmin who danced the "Green Waist" dance in your class?" Teacher Gu frowned.

"Well, let's go find her!" Ge Hong looked at Teacher Gu, his eyes full of uneasiness and indescribable bitterness. (To be continued, if you want to know how to do more chapters, do,!) )

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