Su Ming rubbed his head, it hurt, what happened, the memory of what happened just now is very vague.

After analyzing it rationally for a while, it seemed that he was kind enough to help pull her, but she was trapped.

The memory is a little fuzzy, it can't be a concussion, then you can leave school and be hospitalized, no, don't get excited.

No, Su Ming stood up and rubbed his temples vigorously, did he fall stupidly, what did he think.

Su Ming looked at the figure next to him, who was also rubbing his head, and asked.

"Words...... Whew, by the way, you just locked the door, why did you fall? ”

"Like, I don't think I remember."

"Hmm. Wait, I don't seem to remember what it is, what it means. Su Ming turned his body and stared at the girl wearing a white mask in front of him.

Even though his head remained like the sequelae of being beaten with an iron bar, Su Ming still forced himself to quickly regain his composure.

Looking around a little, the dark classroom only brings a glimmer of security by moonlight, the front door quilt, and so on.

Su Ming turned his head to look at the front door, closed, the wind blowing? Puzzled, he walked to the door, stretched out his hand and held the handle of the door and twisted forward.

Not locked? Purely suspicious? Su Ming turned his head to look at Bai Yurou, who had already turned.

"Well, I just don't seem to remember it." Bai Yurou tidied up her clothes and patted the dust, her eyes looked directly into Su Ming's eyes, who was afraid of anyone wearing a mask.

As for whose fault it is, who can do it without letting go of it at all.

Su Ming squinted, the light was too dim to see the other party's eyes clearly, and it seemed that something had changed by feeling, but he couldn't say it anyway, he was too sensitive, because of this sudden glue brushing and dizziness?

It's unpleasant, but-

"Let's go, be careful."

Su Ming changed his previous emotionless tone and said softly.

What can I do, Su Ming asked himself, and now even after a while, his head still hurts a little.

If you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out, so wait and maintain the status quo until then.

After thinking clearly, slow, slow, come.

As long as you live, all the accounts will be calculated.

Listening to Su Ming's tone, Bai Yurou took a step back, although she sounded gentle, she felt creepy.

It wasn't until the other two people finished trying their courage that Su Ming and Bai Yurou went downstairs to the gathering point on the first floor under the gaze of a certain gaze.

Only after being pitted, Su Ming endured the discomfort and continued to think about life, while Bai Yurou inexplicably followed.

Su Ming wanted to ask, but it didn't matter if someone followed, just keep your distance, and what the most important thing was what he could do.

But until the end, what to gain, even if the phone is full of pictures and videos, Su Ming is not sure to sort out useful information from it.

Zeng Hongyu: "Hey, you two won't go to a private meeting, and you can't find it." ”

Su Ming glanced at Zeng Hongyu, one of the targets, but-

"Let's talk about it."

Bai Yurou in the back didn't respond, shy or unfamiliar, Su Ming ignored it after thinking about it, picked up the schoolbag and touched the USB flash drive inside, this is the point.

Su Ming shook his head, feeling that his head was empty, and he felt that someone had knocked him out.

"Do you two really have nothing?" Zeng Hongyu leaned closer and stared at Su Ming and asked.

Su Ming looked at the white mask in front of him, thinking about how much trouble a punch would bring?

Think about it carefully, the other party just moves his mouth, and does it himself, it's not good, it's better to find an opportunity next time.

What can I talk about with a stranger, well, what did I talk about, I forgot, it should be something that I don't have, because my attention is on the trial, and I am not interested in the girl next to me who doesn't know what she looks like.

On the other side, Bai Yurou rubbed her temples, at first she followed him subconsciously, but then she began to think, and she didn't seem to answer a few questions at first, yes, according to that guy's nervous appearance, silence is normal, and sure enough, curiosity still has to be satisfied by yourself.

Feeling that his brain capacity was about to explode, Su Ming took off his mask, returned it with the flashlight, refused the request for dinner, and went back to the dormitory on the grounds that he wanted to take a shower early and go to bed early.

Walking halfway alone, the biting night wind hit Su Ming's cheeks, and after a while, the night breeze blew, and the pain in his head was relieved a lot.

Looking around, there was almost only Su Ming himself, wow, what are you doing, you actually let yourself be alone.

Holding the art knife in his hand, Su Ming left quickly, it was impossible to go back.

Approaching the dormitory, seeing that there were more people, Su Ming let go of his hanging heart.

Back in the dormitory, Su Ming lay on the bed and looked at the pictures in his mobile phone and seemed to be a little annoyed that there were many shadows because of the focal length and light, but he was helpless, after all, he basically didn't use taking pictures and the like, and he basically relied on his brain to remember things, as for his brain not to remember, it was something that he didn't need to remember.

"It seems that I should study the photography technology carefully."

At the same time that Su Ming returned to the dormitory, the people of the Suspense Club who were having dinner on the grass and stone tables and chairs by the river also ended the party and went back to their respective homes, leaving the unlucky Chang brothers to do the final cleaning.

It's basically picking up garbage and throwing garbage.,By the way, wipe the table with a paper towel dipped in some water.,Although it will be dirty later.,But the suspense club still maintains the most basic principle of cleaning up the trouble it has caused.

Chang Shengrong: "Quan, I'll take out the garbage, you stay and wipe the table." ”

Chang Yuquan: "Okay." ”

A gust of cold wind came from the river, Chang Yuquan shivered, and his hands couldn't help but match.

Looking around, he suddenly found that under the dark night, even though the river surface was shining with moonlight, Chang Yuquan felt that he was in the dark.

Glancing back at his brother Chang Shengrong, Chang Yuquan found that his brother's figure melted into the dark night, as if he was the only one left in this world.

Even if the other person is very close to him, it seems like two worlds.

Scared, this emotion suddenly appeared in his mind, Chang Yuquan shook his head, and seemed to throw out the boundless thoughts, damn, what are you doing, don't wipe the table, and you still want to blow the night breeze.

I will be scared, just kidding.

"Smack!"

There was a sudden sound around him, and Chang Yuquan suddenly looked at the lake, nothing, illusion?

"Smack!"

Chang Yuquan turned his head, this time seeing the source of the sound.

A leather ball, even if the environment is very dark, Sanyuquan can recognize it as a leather ball.

"Smack!"

A purple aperture shrouds the vicinity.

Chang Yuquan didn't notice it, but followed the ball that bounced upwards to find it.

......

......

"Ah!!h

At the other end, the second canteen of the school, after the supper time is over, the staff leaves once after the ground is cleaned, and the remaining one person is tested and leaves to stand at the door and lock the door.

According to the rules, there should be two people left for inspection at the end, but the other one on duty today -

"That's it, I have something to do temporarily, so I'll leave first, and I'll invite you next time."

"It's okay, you go first, it's very simple to check the lock door, I don't know why there must be at least two people on duty, just ask me to brush the hot pot next time."

"No problem."

Standing at the door, opening the thermos cup, and taking a sip of warm water, the middle-aged man slowly took out the key from his pocket.

"Bang bang!"

What was that? Middle-aged man confused? Illusion? I checked it just now, and no one stayed, so it should be an illusion.

"Bang bang!"

The wind blows? The cutlery should be placed, forget the time so late and clean it up tomorrow.

"Bang bang ......"

Just behind the middle-aged man, purple light flickered.

In the middle of the night, Su Ming leaned against the wall, took a sip of coffee to moisten his throat, and rolled through the pictures on his phone.

Staying up late is just a common thing for Su Ming, even if he doesn't need it many times, he will drink coffee and think about problems while sleeping, even if his eyes start to get tired, but Su Ming likes to think about problems at this time.

The brain path is very clear, and the most important thing is that the brain is in a tired and clear chaotic point, and the inspiration is very abundant.

Looking at the pictures and the information in the memo, for some reason, Su Ming felt that there was something incongruous in the music room tonight, but compared with his memories and the daily records in the group, he found nothing.

Purely too sensitive? Or I was blinded by a leaf of something.

In the end, Su Ming flipped to the photo he took of Bai Yurou playing the piano, and looked at the picture due to the dim light and his hand remnants, which caused many places in the picture to be black and pasty, and he could only see the general outline.

For some reason, Su Ming had a very strange feeling about these photos, but he didn't find anything when he flipped through them.

Is it because of the illusion of overusing your brain tonight?

Sure enough, there was only one last troublesome way left, Su Ming took out paper and pen from his schoolbag, it had not been used for a long time, and he had only recently regained his feel.

The best way to organize information is to restore the scene.

But before that, Su Ming looked at the time on his phone.

By the time there was the sound of slippers and water droplets last night, nothing had happened, only the sound of roommates snoring, but Su Ming was impatient, turned on the lamp, and began to suspect that the "test of courage" conference had begun.

Half an hour passed, Su Ming yawned, relying on the time and content on the chat records, and basically restored where and what the people of the Suspense Club were doing at each point in time.

A few suspicious points were found, but they were all dispensable, and the most important thing was -

Su Ming looked out the window, looking at the extremely quiet outside through the moonlight that was not covered by the curtains.

It was too calm, and the first day could be said to give yourself time to prepare, but the second day was calm until now.

Is it because until now, I haven't grasped the core?

The trial of the pit daddy.

Let's lie down, until now there is no place in the dormitory that can be called a definite anomaly.

There's an exam tomorrow, and I don't know how many brain cells we're going to waste.

The night passed, quietly and quietly, knowing that the sun was rising over the horizon, Su Ming got up, even if he was sleepy, he insisted on getting up to wash, drink coffee, buy a bread to go to the classroom, and read yesterday's materials.