In the room, Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing calmed down, and the other girls hugged each other, scared the six gods.

Ning Shu took out a notebook and pen from his bedside bag and recorded the deceased's situation.

Name and symptoms of death and see if there are any clues.

Ning Shu observed carefully and found that there was a name engraved on the brush, 'Pan Chen'.

It's a boy from the Chinese Painting Society.。

The boy entered the girl's room, how did he get in, the door was locked and could not be opened from the outside, or was there an accomplice in the room?

How did she not struggle when the brush was inserted into the deceased's eyeballs, and the sheets were not messy, it cannot be ruled out that someone had sorted them out afterwards.

There was not a single movement, and none of the six girls in the room heard a sound.

Sleeping so soundly?

Ning Shu sniffed his nose, is there any ** incense in this room?

Or maybe someone drugged him.

Mei Ziqing shook her head at Ning Shu,

'Peng, Peng, Peng......" knocks on the door rang out one after another.

"What's going on, open the door." Loud voices outside the door.

Mei Ziqing was about to open the door, but Ning Shu hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I haven't put on my pants yet."

Ning Shu put on his pants.

Mei Ziqing opened the door, and a swarm of young students rushed in, and when they saw the people killed by the brush, they all turned pale with fright, and the girls screamed.

Walking in front was a boy with a handsome face, and although he was scared when he saw this situation, he was much calmer than the others.

This person is Fan Junyang, the president of the company who proposed to come here this time.

"Dead, dead......"

"It's scary."

More than thirty people were blocked in this room, but the place near the kang was very empty, and everyone did not dare to approach the place of the dead.

"The mentor is here."

The uncle, dressed in a black trench coat, walked in, walked over to the corpse, put on medical gloves, and pulled out the brush from his eyeballs.

When he pulled it out, he brought some blood stains and splashed it on Ning Shu, who was staying next to the corpse.

Ning Shu: ......

The uncle checked the problem, saw Pan Chen's name, and asked lightly, "Who is Pan Chen?"

"I ......," stammered a fair-skinned, weak-looking boy, "I didn't kill anyone."

The school doctor uncle twisted the tip of the brush, and finally pulled out a needle from the pen, and the uncle squinted slightly to look at the needle.

Ning Shu recorded this situation, this needle is an ordinary embroidery needle, and it has been made to the pen, so that it is faster to kill people.

The uncle glanced at Ning Shu's notebook and didn't speak.

"I really didn't kill anyone, not me." Pan Chen hurriedly shook his head, "The tools for painting, everyone puts them together, anyone can take them, and they can get mine." ”

Pan Chen's face was red, and he kept arguing.

He didn't even dare to look at the corpse on the kang.

The uncle said lightly: "Carry the corpse below."

As soon as they heard that the corpse was going to be moved, everyone was so frightened that they rushed out of the room.

"Move out." The uncle said to Ning Shu, who was also about to run,

"→_→ I'm a girl, I can't move." Ning Shu said.

The uncle took off his bloodstained gloves, threw them out the window, and turned around and walked out of the room.

Ning Shu: ......

Why is it always her who gets hurt.

Ning Shu carried the corpse downstairs with difficulty, it was really scary to carry a dead man like this.

Ning Shu still overestimated himself a little, this body did not practice peerless martial arts, and his strength was not great, and when he was carried to the courtyard, he was already exhausted.

The snow on the ground had submerged their calves, and the sky was falling with snow, so that they could not walk at all, and the car could not drive.

Why do you die like this, you really won't die if you don't die.

With great difficulty, the body was placed at the foot of the courtyard wall, this girl was wearing thick silk cotton pajamas, and she was poked blind and black in her eyes, and the other was very wide open, very frightened.

Ning Shu thought about it and untied her clothes to see if there were any other wounds on her body.

"Are you a pig?" The uncle's voice sounded from behind, "I just let you carry it down, not to the yard." ”

"It's going to snow so hard that the corpse will be covered, at least I'll have to wait until I'm dissecting it before throwing it out."

Ning Shu: ......

Ning Shu was so helpless, obviously he didn't make it clear, okay?

If you don't get the corpse out, do you still have to put the corpse in your house and sleep with it?

Ning Shu carried the corpse on his shoulders again and carried it into the hall.

The hall was very simple, just a table, the table was made of several wooden planks, four long benches, and many people had no choice but to stand.

Seeing that Ning Shu carried the body back again, he said repeatedly: "Don't put it here, we're afraid."

Many girls were so scared that they cried.

Ning Shu couldn't straighten his waist, and more than 100 catties were moved down from the upper floor, moved to the yard and moved back to the hall.

I'm tired.

"Mentor, what should we do, or call the police." Fan Junyang, president of the Chinese Painting Society, said to his uncle, his face was pale and his pupils fluttered.

Apparently holding on.

"Now that the snow is closing the mountain, even if the police call may not be able to enter, the signal here is not good, and the phone can't get through." A beautiful girl said, looking at the uncle, "Mentor, what do you say?" ”

The uncle lifted his glasses, "Do you want to feed you food?" ”

The girl's face turned red, and she couldn't help but say, "Mentor, it's me."

The uncle's face was expressionless.

Ning Shu looked at this beautiful girl, it is estimated that she is the super tasker, and when she enters this body, even the temperament and charm of this body have improved a lot.

Many boys looked at her, but she looked at the school doctor.

"Put the body on the table." Uncle Chao Ning Shu said.

Ning Shu: Why is it me again?

Treat her as a girl, how can so many people in the house command her.

"I'll do it." A boy stepped forward and moved the body on the ground to a wooden table.

"Thank you." Ning Shu thanked him.

"No, you and I know each other." The boy smiled.

Nima, the cliff is Zhang Jiasen.

The uncle used medical scissors on the clothes on the corpse, revealing pale skin and naked. body, revealing two plump masses.

Some of the boys couldn't help but blush, squinting their eyes and peeking, but it was a corpse again, not to mention how tangled it was. Soul.

The uncle took a silver-glittered scalpel and cut the skin from the chin of the corpse, with a straight line reaching the crotch of the corpse.

The uncle wore gloves on his hands, pulled the flesh on one side with one hand, and peeled off the skin with a tear. The ribs with red and blood, the internal organs clearly appeared in front of everyone.

All:......

"Vomit ......"

Some people were so frightened that they ran upstairs, vomiting wildly.

Ning Shu's eyelids jumped wildly, this girl was still so violent.

Everyone else has entered other people's bodies, and this guy actually appeared like this, and became a tutor of Chinese painting.

These members are still convinced that this girl is a tutor, which tutor is so full of aggression and doesn't care about students at all?