The crowd that had been quietly studying a moment ago was now like a school of fish in a pond that had been disturbed, and it was better to flee in a hurry than to disperse, but in an instant, the originally quiet library on the third floor was drowned out by the screams one after another.

The four of us were confused and didn't know what was going on, so we had to stand up and look at the staircase on the fourth floor, just looking at it, I felt like a sift of chaff and couldn't help but tremble, if there was a mirror to shine, I believe my face must be more ugly than the color of fried pork liver made by the aunt in the canteen at noon.

At the staircase leading to the fourth floor, a short-haired man in a dark blue shirt was staggering down the third floor, and what scared me so much that I couldn't help but tremble was the surgical scalpel in his hand that was constantly stabbing into his lower abdomen!

For a moment I was thinking about whether he had punctured his large intestine, because I saw streams of crimson blood pouring out of his lower abdomen, and his blue shirt was stained with blood and a large patch of purple flowers.

He walked forward as if without any pain, tormenting his already dilapidated body, and from his increasingly dilated pupils, there was no trace of a living person, only his mouth was constantly muttering, "It's over... It's over..."

I tried to escape, but my legs were as heavy as lead, and I could only watch as the bloodied man got closer and closer to our position.

In fact, in systematic anatomy class and partial anatomy class, I have long been accustomed to seeing those corpses and organs that smell of formalin, but at this moment, facing this horrific bloody image so closely that I am still so frightened that I even forget how to scream, but I just open my mouth but can't make a single movement.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a force from my arm tearing me away from the position in front of the table, I used all my strength to turn my head to look, and found that it was Luo Xiaoxiao who was dragging my arm, and Dawei was pulling Lin Qian's collar, and the two of them were dragging us back from the front of our seats like falcons grabbing hares.

"Why don't you leave, are you still waiting for the food to be served?" Da Wei's familiar Jing scolding came into my ears, which cleared my mind a little, and I barely stood on my feet, and glanced at Lin Qian, who was already paralyzed with fright, who was dragging in her hand from the corner of her eye, thinking that she was usually the least courageous, so don't be scared out of anything.

Luo Xiaoxiao knew what I was thinking, scolded me and told me that Lin Qian was just too frightened and told me to hurry up and don't want ink, I felt that the man with the scalpel was getting closer and closer to us and didn't dare to look back, so the three of them could only drag Lin Qian, who was like soft mud, towards a staircase in the other direction of the library.

The crowd that had fled in all directions before reacted at this moment, and began to scream as they rushed towards the staircase on the other side. I'm really glad that today I am studying with Luo Xiaoxiao and Da Wei, and the two of them are like two brave Valkyries who took me and Lin Qian all the way through the thorns.

Seeing that I was still more than thirty meters away from the staircase, just when I thought that all the nightmares of the day were about to end, suddenly a wave of frightened students rushed out of nowhere, and they smashed the four of us into a sturdy camp like a bull rushing into a flock.

My stumbling steps could not withstand the impact, and I was knocked to the ground in an instant. Lin Qian, who was dragging in Dawei's hands, was also knocked to the side, she was tossed like this, but she regained some consciousness, and sat up with her hands, although she sat up, but I clearly saw that her two arms that were trying to support the ground were constantly trembling.

As I sat on the floor, I heard screams and cries in my ears, but in the midst of the cacophony I could clearly hear the muffled sound of metal piercing skin and connective tissue.

I subconsciously turned my head, only to see that the man in blue covered in blood had walked less than ten meters away from us at some point, a string of bloody footprints with a strange luster were dragged out of the white marble tiles behind him, and the silver scalpel in his hand was still piercing his own body, and the sunshine that was so warm and warm before seemed to have become an accomplice to his bloody acts, and was constantly evaporating the blood flowing out of his body into the surrounding air with the terrifying factor, Feeling the growing smell of blood in his nasal cavity, a nausea sensation rushed to the brain that was about to shut down.

"Lan Lan, get up quickly!" It was Luo Xiaoxiao calling me, I knew she wanted to take me out of this terrifying library, I was grateful for the friendship she showed at the moment, and it was so useless to try to stand up and grab her arm so that I wouldn't fall again, I cursed myself in my heart.

I saw that Da Wei also wanted to drag Lin Qian on the ground again, but Lin Qian, who had regained consciousness, was completely out of Da Wei's control, and finally failed after two or three attempts.

"Ahh

I suddenly felt some sympathy for this lovely timid girl, who at the moment did not know how painful she was suffering, but soon I realized that I was only laughing at fifty paces, for the miserable scream that came out of my throat was not lost to her when I saw that the man covered in blood was only four or five meters away from me.

The four of us watched the butcher with the butcher's knife in his hand as we watched the butcher knife approach us step by step, and could only let out a feeble wail to announce the end of our lives.

"It's over... It's over—" I got closer, and I heard the man's words more clearly, but I didn't understand what he meant.

Could it be that he encountered some difficulties in his life that he couldn't help but feel pressure to end his life? But why did he choose such a cruel and disgusting way to abuse himself, he didn't want to take us down to be companions.

Instantly my mind came to the news of a murder for no reason, I don't want to die yet, I haven't had a boyfriend yet, I... I haven't opened a room yet, and my mind is a mess.

Just as the man was only a few steps away from us, a bright yellow figure suddenly flashed out from beside me.

"Fuck you!" With a burst of drinking, I saw a big white girl with a black flip-flop printed on the man's stomach full of blood, and the man in blue was kicked like a rag pocket and fell into a pool of blood behind him, lying on the ground and convulsing a few times, and then there was no movement, obviously out of breath.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at Luo Xiaoxiao, who was bleeding with a foot in front of me, with a expression like a Korean idol, and tears spurted out at once, and Lin Qian on the side also cried with me.

"What are you crying about, a honeycomb coal full of holes in your stomach will scare you like this dog, and you are still a medical student, get up!" Luo Xiaoxiao hated that Lin Qian and I were pulled up from the cold marble floor, and kicked the blood-stained flip-flops out, the shoes were wasted.

Da Wei hurriedly took Lin Qian from her hand, and gave her a thumbs up by the way.

All this happened too quickly and ended too quickly, and when the school leader in a suit and leather shoes arrived on the third floor of the library with the school security guard, the blood stains on Luo Xiaoxiao's feet were almost dry.

After a brief inquiry about what happened, the school leader arranged for a female teacher from the department to take the four of us to the school infirmary.

Sure enough, after going to the infirmary and checking that we were not injured, this good teacher who loves his job and is dedicated to his job on weekdays carried out systematic patriotic education for several of us, from Wen Tianxiang to Liu Hulan, and then from materialist dialectics to national unity and unity, I think she may have studied psychology before studying medicine, so the school leaders sent her to do our ideological work.

In short, let a few of us relax and don't think too much, this is just an ordinary suicide incident, you see that you have not been substantially harmed, if someone asks, don't add fuel and vinegar to your own conclusions, this is not good for anyone, the hospital will focus on your studies in the next two academic years as compensation for the mental damage of this incident.

We have long known this set of rhetoric, and any bad public opinion in colleges and universities is such a solution routine, so there is only a few words with her who have no match.

On the contrary, Luo Xiaoxiao was more bold, and while washing her feet with disinfectant that she had washed three or four times, she interjected from time to time to ask the female teacher about the man in blue.

It turned out that the man who committed suicide was named Liu Ziheng, a teacher in the Department of Forensic Science, who had been teaching in the school for some years, and it was said that he also served as a forensic consultant in the Municipal Criminal Investigation Detachment, and he was also a well-known mentor in the Department of Forensic Medicine.

Thankfully, no one but the four of us were hurt more by this, which was a blessing in misfortune for the school, but maybe he didn't intend to hurt us in the first place.

It's just that all of this is too weird, why did he choose to commit suicide in the library, why did he choose such a way to die, why did he continue to torture himself with a sharp blade in that state of extreme blood loss and death?

I'm afraid that the mystery of all this will be unknown, after all, the whole process of Teacher Liu Ziheng's suicide was completed under the witness of dozens of students in the library, and the possibility of his murder can be completely ruled out.

Just when we thought that the whole thing would be sealed in the thick school history with the death of teacher Liu Ziheng, a series of strange deaths had just begun to be staged.