I'll go! Where to start with that ice? You can do it too!

But complaining and complaining, I didn't make any rebuttals.

It was almost six o'clock when I got back to school.

At the turn of summer and autumn, the days are longer and the nights are shorter.

The western sky was as red as blood, and the dusk was very hot. Before I knew it, I was sweating.

It was nearly two hours before dark, enough for us to explore Building 2.

After school, the playground is full of youthful vitality, and compared with the playground, the vicinity of the No. 2 teaching building is always deserted and has no popularity.

Step into this dusty front yard and climb the broken staircase on the left.

The reason I went to the left is because this is the staircase I took when I first came here.

Staircase slabs - dust everywhere, cobwebs that should have been dense but not a single bit.

The white lime used to fall off badly, and the color became gray. In many places, large and small black mold clumps have formed due to flooding.

On top of that, there are graffiti on the walls, confessional texts, and blurred paint paintings......

I went up to the second floor, stood on the turntable of the stairs, and looked down the hallway.

The second floor is old and empty, and the former tables and chairs are thrown away in the corridor at random, and the hearts of those who look at it are desolate......

This is the first time that I can see the face of the No. 2 teaching building clearly, except for Xiao Suo, who does not feel anything gloomy.

The abandoned place was always like this, and what happened that night seemed like a dream.

Continuing to climb the stairs, a little blood began to appear on the ground at the third turntable.

The blood had solidified to jet black.

Zhengqing squatted down and reached out to touch the black patch, and after a moment he got up and spoke: "This blood stain has been four or five days."

And Xiao Daixue hadn't died four or five days ago.

I don't think that this bloodstain was left by Xiao Daixue, the corpse can disappear, so why bother leaving bloodstains in one move.

Follow the bloodstains and go straight to the third floor, where the bloodstains spread to a pile of debris on the third floor and disappear.

Zhengqing pushed his glasses and looked at the blood spots around him, and said: "There are blood spots everywhere on the ground, there is no rule to speak of, but there are more blood stains in the middle, indicating that there was a violent struggle before death, it should have been abused to death, there are few blood stains, not left by humans."

In his heart, he silently counted thirty-two likes, but the person calmly walked towards the pile of debris.

Zhengqing didn't come over, just stood behind him and looked at this side with burning eyes.

He hesitated for a moment staring at the blood stains under the gray nylon bag, and slowly reached out......

When the bag was opened, a foul smell came to the face, and the sight was really perverted.

I covered my mouth and nose and quickly turned around and took a few long steps, retching on the wall on the side. Luckily, I haven't had dinner yet to come to Building 2.

Under the cover of a nylon bag is the corpse of a black cat.

The black cat is ripped along the belly, belly up. That's right, the cat was forcibly torn open, and the wound on its belly was rough, like a cloth torn by people's bare hands.

And the cat's heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are all left aside, and under the carcass are coagulated blood and feces and undigested food.

It was the turn of summer and autumn, the weather was hot, and the corpses were full of maggots.

It reminded me of the terrible cat meow I heard on the night when I first came here.

Maybe it was at that time that something killed the cat.

Thinking of the Spiritual Society, I suddenly remembered that although I had passed the assessment, I had not reported to the club because of the strange experience that day and what happened later.

I'm really curious why the president, whom I have never met, would arrange such an assessment for us.

"It's fun to tear the cat apart with your bare hands."

Just when I vomited tears, Zhengqing's voice sounded faintly.

I subconsciously turned back to look at him, but saw that he was hiding next to the black cat's corpse, his face remained unchanged, and he didn't know where to take a short wooden stick and play with the black cat's corpse.

His heart was blocked, but he really didn't have the strength to retch, so he had to look at him with a blue face and an expressionless face.

He turned the body over twice, poked at the scattered entrails, then threw the stick in his hand and got up to look back at me.

"Cat's paw has severe wounds. The black cat must have been forcibly dragged up to the third floor and then killed.

The cat's paws were smoothed out, and the abrasions on the cat's paws were severe, which was a very powerful force, and the cat was scared. ”

He spoke calmly, confident and shrewd. Listening to his explanation, I slowly put aside the disgusting images just now and thought about it.

"Why kill a cat, you say?"

He pushed his eyes and shook his head, just said: "Xiao Daixue may not have committed suicide, but a force forcibly got her to the No. 2 teaching building, and then pushed him down, in order not to let people notice, so he deliberately erased Xiao Daixue's existence."

Then the murderer behind the scenes must not want anyone to find out that someone is dead, or that he needs to kill more people, and in order to avoid startling the snake, he must erase the traces of the dead people's lives. ”

"And-" Zhengqing paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed on the lenses, "Since the murderer doesn't want people to find out that someone is dead, then the murderer naturally does this for a reason, and the murderer may be afraid of something." ”

I don't agree with that.

It's not that no one knows about it at all, "Didn't that group of people in the student council know?" Do you think they did it? ”

"I don't know." He glanced down at the black cat corpse on the ground, "We need to be careful anyway." ”

"Okay, let's go up there and take a look, if Xiao Daixue was forcibly brought to the top floor, then she will definitely struggle, and she will definitely leave something."

"Hmm." I nodded, keeping up with Zhengqing.

Looking at the cold stairs and feeling the warm temperature around me, my heart is soft and reassuring.

Before I met Zhengqing, no matter what I faced, I was alone in carrying it, even if I was accompanied by Qianqian in some small supernatural activities occasionally, I protected her and comforted her.

And now that I finally have a friend who can be compared, this peace of mind is something that women can't give.

No wonder the ancients said: Brothers are like siblings, and women are like clothes. This is not unreasonable.

As long as I think of the reason why Qianqian and I broke up, I feel cold. Zhengqing, on the other hand, can do this for me.

Maybe this is the tacit understanding and affection between brothers and brothers, tacitly understanding each other, the trust between men and men, women will never understand.

The corners of the mouth are slightly curved.

I think—

In the future, no matter what, you can't betray and abandon your brother, you can not have a lover, and friendship must not be negative.

How can the stimulation of the flesh, the attachment of one party to the other, compare to such pure affection?

Anyway, I don't believe in love, even if I really love Qianqian, love is fickle, no one likes to be cheap, and friendship lasts forever.

No matter how beautiful those loves are in novels, TV series, or fairy tales, fake can never become real, and I live in reality.

In fact, when people reach their old age, what they can remember is often not the woman they love and the so-called love, but the brothers who caused trouble together, broke through together, or parents and teachers, and there are always very few people who think of their lovers.

There were only two kinds of footsteps in the empty teaching, the air was frozen, and Zhengqing and I looked around carefully, and there was no conversation between the two.

It's just a pity that all the way up, there is only a thick layer of dust, and there are no other traces.

Only the shoe prints of me and Zhengqing fell on the thick dust, and there were no extra footprints.

And how did Xiao Daixue get to the top floor? It can't just come out of nowhere, right?

The school building I saw during the day was completely different from what I saw that night. The original Yin Array was like a nightmare.

A nightmare that I can't let go of, but I can't find it and can't forget it.

I've always felt like I'm in trouble, but I don't know what I'm doing, and it's getting clearer......