Yang Xinyu couldn't believe that he had seen it wrong before, that terrible scene was so real, it definitely happened!

As soon as he thought of the truth, Yang Xinyu reached out and touched his head and face, it was very dry, there was no blood at all, yes, if there was blood, how could Su Susu not be afraid?

"Is it my hallucination?"

Looking at his clean hands, Yang Xinyu hesitated.

"Yang Xinyu?" Su Susu lifted the curtain and walked out, frowning, "What are you still doing standing there, come and reason with the boss! This damn boss, he didn't even admit it!"

"Oh, big sister, why are you still scolding people, you must be mistaken, I opened the door to do business, how could I do this kind of thing to drive guests out?"

The boss's voice also came from inside.

"Boss, boss, in there?"

At this time, Yang Xinyu was completely confused.

"Not yet!"

Su Susu's eyes widened.

"Oh. ”

Yang Xinyu walked over, Su Susu lifted the curtain, he stretched out his head and looked, inside was the kitchen, not the scene he had just seen at all.

"Little handsome guy, you have to talk to your girlfriend about whether my Lao Li is a real person. The chubby boss held a spoon in one hand and said to Yang Xinyu with foam, "You two come often, you are my regular customers, I can't provide for you well, how can you do such a thing?"

"If you didn't record us, did we record it ourselves?"

"Oh, beauty, look at my big old look, do I seem to understand those high-tech people?" The boss's face was bitter as if he had been kicked under his crotch, "It's really not me!"

"Susu, we come often, we are all regular customers, I believe in the boss. ”

After experiencing the previous terrifying "hallucination", Yang Xinyu had no intention of theorizing with the boss at all, and just wanted to leave here.

"But ······"

"Don't do it, let's go. ”

Yang Xinyu grabbed Su Susu's hand and pulled him out.

There was no one here before, but now, there are already two guests, who are eating there with their heads down, and Yang Xinyu didn't look at them much, and strode out.

"You're my little apple, I can't love you too much······"

"Susu, you're in a good mood today. ”

"That's it. The little red face warms my heart and lights up the fire of my life······"

"Susu, what are you so happy about?"

"Isn't it worth rejoicing to hear that Bichi hasn't come to class for a few days?"

Just as he pulled Su Susu and passed by the two guests who were eating with their heads down, he heard the voices of the two people.

Yang Xinyu's body was suddenly shocked, like being struck by lightning!

Another "him", another "Su Susu"!

Yang Xinyu turned his head with difficulty, and the two people who were eating with their heads down slowly raised their heads.

Those were two very familiar faces, his face, and Su Susu's face!

On both faces, a hideous and weird smile appeared, and the corners of the mouth were also full of blood!

Yang Xinyu realized that on the plate in front of them, there was no delicacy at all, but a bloody human head!

Su Susu's head!

"Ghost!"

As soon as Yang Xinyu pulled Su Susu's hand, he pulled his legs and ran.

But he ran away, but he didn't run out, because Su Susu stood still and didn't move.

"Susu, run, there's a ghost!"

Yang Xinyu said urgently.

"My head was eaten by them, I can't see the road, how can I run?"

As soon as Yang Xinyu turned around, he saw that it was not Su Susu who was pulling at all, no, it should be said, it was Su Susu, but there was only a body, no head!

Snort!

The section of the neck is still spurting blood.

"Truly······ Help me, save me!"

On the table, the head on the plate sneered.

"Ahh

Yang Xinyu's scalp exploded, threw the cold Su Susu's hand, and ran out.

He kept scolding himself for being brain-dead in his heart, he had already experienced a terrifying scene, why did he dare to stay here, what a fool!

"Yang Xinyu!"

When he ran, he heard Su Susu calling himself, but this time, he ignored it and rushed out directly.

"What's wrong with him?" Su Susu watched Yang Xinyu scream and run out, confused, "What the hell?"

She hurriedly chased out, but outside, Yang Xinyu was gone.

······

The second floor is not like the first floor, the studio is not used, the doors are locked, and the doors are left open in the studio on the second floor.

Lu Fan and Fu Jinglun acted separately, one searched the studio on the left, and the other searched the studio on the right.

Lu Fan first pushed open a door, the area inside was not small, but it was very empty, just near the door, a lectern and a chair were placed, and then inside, against the wall, a row of easels and chairs were neatly placed, other than that, there was nothing else in the studio.

Lu Fan first went to search for the lectern, the so-called lectern is actually the desk used by ordinary students, first look at the table hole, there are several balls of waste paper in it.

This is where the live broadcast fucks up, it's obviously waste paper, Lu Fan didn't dare to throw it away, he took out these notes and opened them one by one to see, what if there are any clues hidden in this?

The first piece of paper, unfolded, has some rough drafts of the calculus, and the person who threw the paper should be calculating some mathematical function.

If you look closely, this calculation process is incomplete, there is no beginning and no end, it seems that this is a relatively complex problem, and a piece of scratch paper is not finished.

Lu Fan saw the calculation process from the beginning to the end, this person had clear thinking, clear organization, and relatively neat handwriting, although it was straw paper, there was no messy writing in the east and west, and the typesetting was very neat.

Judging by this scratch paper, this is a good student.

"Did this person come here to learn art out of interest, or was his scratch paper taken by his classmates?"

This piece of scratch paper, there are also a little doubts, generally speaking, high school art, most of them are not very good, learn art to get into college, the kind of pure love to learn art, is a minority, after all, high school students, there is only one task, that is, to be admitted to college, if it is not for the examination, regardless of parents or teachers, few are in favor of students to develop hobbies.

Of course, those who come to learn to paint are the kind of geniuses who can go to college with their eyes closed or the rich second generation who are very rich and don't care about college.

After studying this manuscript paper, Lu Fan opened the second paper ball, which had nothing on it, just a thick layer of ash, which was wiped by someone.

In this way, Lu Fan didn't throw it away easily, but started an association with the shape of the ash, and finally felt that it didn't look like anything except a piece of, and then discarded it.