Han Chao sat on the bed woodenly. Is this a coincidence? This can't be a coincidence! Just last night, Han Chao sensed that this Wang Cheng was abnormal, but today he got the news of his death!

A terrifying conjecture came to Han Chao's mind. Perhaps someone had already guessed that he might be in the archaeology class. Han Chao is confident in his disguise and pseudonym, because both Agni and Hei Tie say that few people know their identities in reality so far, except for those who take the initiative to tell them.

So someone knew that he might come to the School of Archaeology? Han Chao remembered the fire that had ignited in the professor's office at the headquarters of the Wentian Sect before he left. Maybe MeSign has been leaked?

While Han Chao was still thinking, he heard Qi Fat shouting to himself.

"Huh?" Han Chao replied confusedly.

"Why are you stunned? Let's go, Brother Peng let everyone go to the classroom."

Zhang Peng stood depressed at the door of the classroom and smoked a cigarette. Just now, the police at the police station asked him about the class meeting last night.

The attitude of the police was not bad, but in the end he felt uncomfortable, especially a few questions, which always made him feel like he was an accomplice.

The students had arrived in the classroom one after another, and everyone's expressions were heavy. When Han Chao passed by, he obviously saw Zhang Peng's face pale, as if he had suddenly aged a few years.

When the people were almost there, Zhang Peng almost smoked the fourth cigarette. He pressed the cigarette butt against the wall, kicked it hard, and walked into the classroom.

The classroom was quiet and no one was talking.

"Students, I think everyone already knows ......", as soon as Zhang Peng spoke, his voice was a little stalked.

Han Chao sat in the third row, feeling very worried, no matter what, he always felt that it was his own reason that made his former roommate so sad at the moment.

"On the first day of our class meeting, we lost a classmate ......" After saying this, Zhang Peng's eyes turned red. He could barely speak.

A few of the girls under the podium began to sobb quietly.

"Let's mourn for Wang Cheng for three minutes," Zhou Ming, the class leader, stood up and said heavily.

"En", Zhang Peng responded.

The whole classroom fell silent, and the wind could be heard blowing the leaves outside the window.

After the silence, Zhang Peng continued to speak, nothing more than recalling how humble and kind Wang Cheng was and how friendly he was to his classmates in less than a month. In the end, he said that the case had been filed, and the police would definitely arrest the real murderer.

After Zhang Peng finished speaking, he began to ask the students to recall the details of last night, first of all, Wang Cheng's roommates, who said that they did not go back to the dormitory with him. At that time, Wang Cheng said that he wanted to deal with some personal matters.

The students who slowly came out of their sadness began to communicate with each other rationally. Everyone was gossiping, and some of them seemed to vaguely see Wang Cheng walking in the opposite direction of the dormitory. But I'm not sure.

Han Chao also communicated with Qi Fat and Zijian, but they left as soon as the meeting ended, without any impression at all, and could only participate in the discussion of various speculations of other students who had an impression.

And unlike Seven Fat Zijian, Han Chao has been paying attention to his surroundings and paying attention to the expressions and faces of many classmates.

Because Han Chao knows. If your guess is correct, the murderer must be one of them!

"Zhou Tao", Han Chao turned his head and found that it was Wang Jingya who was shouting to himself. Wang Jingya's face was also very heavy.

"Huh?" Han Chao replied simply.

"A good person, I really didn't expect to die like this", Wang Jingya said sadly.

"yes, I don't feel like there's any sign at all, what do you think?"

"What else can I think, in fact, to be honest, I don't have much impression of him, but it's still very uncomfortable to think of the sudden death of a classmate who was supposed to be with me for four years"

Han Chao has been leaving a message for Wang Jingya's expression, and when he saw that what he said did not seem to be a fake, he was inexplicably relieved. In fact, it is strange to say that Han Chao has a good impression of Wang Jingya for no reason.

This kind of affection is indescribable, from the first meeting. Han Chao wasn't sure if he was so emotional because Wang Jingya was so beautiful.

The discussion lasted about an hour and a half, and it was almost noon. Some people became quite tired, and one after another began to lie on the table to rest. Han Chao also lay down.

But no one noticed that in the last window of the class, an earth-colored snake was hovering. This snake is not big, it can be called mini.

Yes, this snake is Little Flower. It is also strange to say that since Han Chao and Xiaohua were able to have a spiritual resonance, this snake began to show more and more spirituality, and the resonance with Han Chao became more and more smooth, Han Chao, who had a headache after sharing his vision for more than ten minutes, can now barely share it for an hour.

And it can also vaguely establish contact with small flowers from a long distance. Han Chao experimented with the following, almost within 5 miles, and could establish a weak connection, but the vision was basically not clear at all.

What's even more amazing is that just one day, when Han Chao's heart swelled up with the idea that it would be nice if the little flower could change color and become smaller, this little thing actually became smaller, and it turned earthy. However, no matter how much Han Chao experimented later, he found that Xiaohua seemed to only have this ability.

After Han Chao entered the School of Archaeology, he freely placed the little flower on the mountain around the School of Archaeology, turning this little thing into a small wild snake. This accident brought it back again.

At this moment, the small flower plate was on the last window, quietly poking out a small head. The one-and-a-half-hour discussion made many people tired, some did not say a word, and the classroom became quiet again

Han Chao lay on the table, using Xiaohua's eyes, everything was unobstructed, but the picture was black and white.

In fact, it is strange to say, originally the snake should mainly rely on infrared rays to perceive the surroundings, but since it resonates with Han Chao's spirit, it can not only see the surrounding scenery very clearly, of course, the picture is black and white.

Even, with the passage of time, the current field of vision has even had a hint of color in black and white.

Han Chao looked at the entire classroom intently through Xiaohua's vision, and soon, he found something abnormal.

One is the squad leader Zhou Ming. Han Chao found that although Zhou Ming was also lying on the table for a while, he got up and looked around much more often than others.

Han Chao felt that Zhou Ming pretended not to care every time he turned around, but he was actually observing the surroundings. Did he also think that the murderer was in this class? How did he know that?

The other is a girl named Zhang Ling. Han Chao wasn't sure if she was abnormal, she had been discussing with her classmates with a serious expression, and after several girls were resting on the table, she also began to lean back on the chair and close her eyes to recuperate.

In the middle, Zhang Ling went to the toilet, and when she came back, she lay on the stool. There didn't seem to be anything suspicious, but Han Chao just intuitively felt that there was something wrong with her. But of course it's hard to be sure.

Many of the rest of the classmates bowed their heads to play with their mobile phones, some yawned, and some occasionally whispered softly to the people around them.

Everyone was different, and Han Chao couldn't see anything. Han Chao paid special attention to Wang Jingya, and found that she had been resting on the table except for turning around and saying a few words to the girl behind her.

Han Chao felt that he couldn't see anything anymore, and he vaguely felt that his head was a little swollen, so he commanded Xiaohua to leave the window, and Xiaohua ran away like a happy one.

Another ten minutes passed. Zhang Peng patted the lectern.

"Close your eyes and recuperate, get up, this discussion is at the request of the police, the purpose is to provide some valuable clues, at present this case has no clue, just now the students discussed and recalled a lot. If you have any discoveries and clues last night, just send me a text message, and after saying that, Zhang Peng wrote his number on the podium."

Then the class dispersed.