After receiving the news from the whole school, the security personnel of the whole school participated in the search for Li Weiyin, and the instructor was no exception.

They received the order and went their separate ways, making sure to search every corner of Kanglong Academy.

Instructor Wang trotted all the way down the school road, constantly pushing away the students around him, his eyes wandering back and forth, but he never found that familiar face in the crowd.

He was far more nervous about Lee than the other instructors about his escape. Li Weiyin may have received some instructions from Lan Silin—if so, this matter has nothing to do with him.

Fortunately, Li Weiyin's characteristics are more obvious, he is not tall, and such a short child can be recognized at a glance in the crowd.

With this kind of hope, Instructor Wang's eyes were dry all the way, and he couldn't find a short-haired boy of about one meter five or six.

He stopped near the cafeteria, gasping for breath like a bellows, and looked up to see many instructors on the playground shouting for the evacuation of students, one by one.

A few meters away, a uniformed female cleaner struggles to clear plastic bags from a garbage can. She was wearing a hat and mask, her face was not clear, and half of her body was leaning into the garbage can, trying to tie the knots at the mouth of the bag, and dragging the full garbage bag out of the bin little by little.

Instructor Wang had no desire to help, he raised his feet and wanted to go, but he was stunned again, staring blankly at the cleaner who was working silently, frowning slightly.

He turned around and was about to walk forward when someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder.

"Work hard, Wang Dafu! Why are you stunned? ”

Instructor Liang's usually shiny back was a little messy, like a spring coming out of the bed, and like a defeated rooster, as if he was angry and ruined.

Instructor Wang didn't dare to slack off, and echoed the sentence "I'm working, I'm working", and hurriedly ran away.

Instructor Liang exhaled, grabbed his collar a little irritably, he didn't wear many clothes, even in this cold day, he was sweating. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction that Instructor Fang Cai Wang had been staring, there was only an empty garbage can, and there was no one in sight.

Kanglong's canteen is only one, divided into two floors, and the zero class usually eats upstairs. Since Tong Xiangdong did not specifically state which floor Lan Silin's letter was hidden, it was most likely on the second floor.

The iron door of the canteen has been locked, and it is impossible to enter and exit through the main entrance. Fortunately, all the buildings have set up safe corridors, and Li Weiyin threw a bag of garbage in his hand to the ground, hurriedly walked to the safe corridor, and went straight to the second floor.

The second floor was dark. The location of the canteen is not good, it is surrounded by some teaching buildings that are only used during daily visits, and the lights are not turned on on weekdays, and the high walls outside the window block the light cast by the moon.

But Li Weiyin has no intention of risking turning on the lights.

He knew that there was surveillance in the cafeteria, and after the last student arson incident, he had temporarily added one in the direction of the teacher's area.

But Li Weiyin could tell that it was not night vision surveillance.

He stood silently by the door for a while, and only after his eyes gradually adjusted to his surroundings and could see the general outline, did he cautiously walk to the dining window, count to the third, pull the baffle on the window with all his might, push it up, and then lift the corner of the one-meter-square hot food plate in front of him.

He was the last one every time he cooked. So he often saw the aunt in the canteen doing this, pulling all the leftovers from the hot food plate into his lunch box.

So he also clearly remembered that the hot water sink under the hot food tray was soaked with many rotting maggot corpses.

For any ordinary person, it will be a sight that will be remembered for a lifetime. Even if you dream about it, you will wake up scared when you dream about it.

If it weren't for the fact that the hot water in the tank would be heated three times a day, and not changed once in the past few months, the dirty water mixed with grease would have become the most permeable bacterial petri dish.

But Li Weiyin didn't have time to hesitate.

He rolled up his sleeves, thought for a moment, took off the burlap gloves from his hands again, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and plunged his hands into the sink.

The sink was so deep that it didn't reach its elbows, and it was still forty or fifty degrees Celsius since it had been just over an hour since it was last heated. Li Weiyin felt like he was taking a hot bath, the pores on his arms were opened one by one, his sense of touch became more acute, and he felt more clearly that there seemed to be countless dense things touching his skin in the turbid water.

Those are maggots that have died.

Li Weiyin couldn't hold back, trembled all over, and goosebumps erupted all over his body, and a strong desire to vomit exploded from his abdomen.

He forcibly resisted the desire to vomit, resisted the desire to withdraw his hand from the dirty water, screamed and screamed, and slowly paddled his arm in the water, groping little by little.

His fingertips had touched the heating plate at the bottom, sticky to the point where it looked like dozens of layers of moss, and he could even feel something sink into his fingernails. Li Weiyin forced himself to stop thinking nonsense, and concentrated on searching the water over and over again.

Occasionally, there was the sound of running and shouting outside the closed window, and from time to time flashlights roamed through the window, as if the school's security personnel were about to break through the window in the next moment.

Li Weiyin clenched his teeth, and finally after three or four minutes, he touched something strange at the bottom of the sink, he suddenly reached out and grabbed it, fished it out, threw it to the ground, and immediately fell to his knees, retching desperately.

For some reason, the feeling was far more chilling than being in a cesspool.

To be able to think of throwing a letter in a plastic bag into such a place, Lan Silin is definitely a complete demon.

Li Weiyin got up from the ground in embarrassment, fumbled for the piece of paper, turned around and hurried to the window, ignoring the dirtiness in his hands, directly tore open the plastic bag, took out the letter, and tried to make out the handwriting on the letter by the flickering light downstairs.

When he finished reading the first line, Li Weiyin's face instantly turned pale.

"By the time you see this line, the cheater has already lost the second round......"

This is a letter with almost exactly the same content as the one Fan Lei hid.

This also means that Tong Xiangdong is not a betrayer.

But Li Weiyin had no other way.

He had already learned the true layout of Lan Silin in the first defeat: he had tricked all the suspects and made deals with them in the same way, so that each of them would hide a letter for him.

And what he originally wanted to do was to carefully select the real "betrayer" through reconnaissance like a minesweeper, and only the letter in the hand of the "betrayer" had the key to the third mystery.

And once Li Weiyin chooses to "jump off", he will step on a landmine.

He has already paid an extremely severe price for this.

At this time, the action at this time is also a helpless move.

Because he has been wanted and searched throughout the school, in this case, even if he is more sure of which suspects, he will not be able to find exactly the person he wants to find in the chaotic situation, all he can do is to fight luck, find one of the suspects, and then fight to the death.

Bet that the suspect you meet at random is a betrayer.

But he lost the bet. If you make a mistake, you lose the whole game.

Tong Xiangdong is not a betrayer.

He had no chance to continue looking for the next suspect. All he can do now is to find a way to hide in Kanglong Academy, find a way to escape, and be exhausted.

Despair arose.

It's like falling to the bottom.