The walls of the health classroom were peeling off, and all the students looked at the mirror with awe.

The surging malice is like a suit woven by the night, Ji Zhe in the mirror unties his tie casually, and his eyes are arrogant, like a god in the new era.

As if he had long been accustomed to the limelight, Ji Zhe gently bit the slender fingers that usually held the pen, and the red paint dripped down his wrist.

"What is he doing?"

"He wants to paint on the mirror?"

"Why is he so handsome in the mirror with the same face?"

There is no need for a paintbrush, Ji Zhe in the mirror stretched out his hand to the mirror, and blood lines appeared in the mirror, as if he was not painting, but the painting was scrambling to appear in his hand.

The bloodshot entangled, forming a lifelike pattern, first Ji Zhe himself, and then the health teacher behind Ji Zhe.

When the blood line painted the teacher's appearance, the teacher's body emitted a pungent rancid smell, and her limbs felt like they were about to fall apart.

In the mirror, the fingers of the person fell, the blood line became more complicated, and a figure overlapped on the pattern of the health teacher, and the will and soul that constituted the health teacher seemed to be all drawn.

Every time Ji Zhe drew a figure, the health teacher's body became more dead and smelly, and Ji Zhe in the mirror slowly became excited, as if he had found an interesting toy.

Ten fingers fluttered, as if playing rhapsody in the dim streets, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he was frantically biting at the beautiful dolls.

"Ahh

The health teacher let go of her hands in disbelief, and she stepped back, her black hair falling out, and the flesh hidden under her clothes became loose.

The snow-white skin has grown cracks, and the stitched body is difficult to support.

The students of Class 13 watched everything, they thought that they would die in this class, but they did not expect that the first person to die tragically was likely to be the teacher in the class.

"Ji Zhe in the mirror is the ghost behind him?"

The mirror is decorated with blood paintings, and the monotonous mirror world seems to be transformed into a deep corridor, and the sides of the corridor are covered with self-portraits of the deceased.

The mad painter is obsessed with art, inside and outside the mirror, innocent and muddy on the one hand.

Teacher Health is just the beginning, Ji Zhe wants to draw every student in the classroom, he seems to have seen something when he invaded the resentment house, and decided to help Gao Ming make another 50 students.

"Brother Ma, why can't I feel my legs?" The fat man was holding the plastic bag, and he suddenly found that he could not stand up, and there seemed to be blood lines swimming in his legs.

"Egg scones are poisonous?" As soon as Ma Tao finished speaking, his five fingers lost control, and the thermos cup fell to the ground, he looked at the robot cat water bottle in a daze, and then saw the mirror in front of Ji Zhe.

More and more students were painted on the mirror, and Ji Zhe in the mirror wanted to draw all the classmates of Class 13, not knowing whether he was going to kill everyone or to collect their souls.

"Ji Zhe! What are you doing! "Zhuo Jun is really in a hurry, the life of the health teacher who is tortured is better than death, Ji Zhe seems to be preparing the thirteenth class of the blood sacrifice!

Killing the entire thirteenth class is something that even the Eastern District Investigation Bureau has never considered.

Classmates kept falling, and Yuan Hui roared and rushed towards Zhuo Jun: "It must be you!" Zhuo Jun! You're going to kill us all! ”

"Don't put any on me!" Zhuo Jun was anxious and smashed a punch at Yuan Hui, if this punch hit, Yuan Hui, who was already injured, would definitely not be able to bear it.

"Zhuo Jun, we believe in you, hurry up and let your people stop!" Xishan stubbornly blocked Zhuo Jun's punch, this former sports student was tall and big, but his arm was still numb after being beaten by Zhuo Jun.

"I repeat! It's none of the business with me! Zhuo Jun looked at Ji Zhe viciously, Ji Zhe in the mirror didn't know if it was intentional, he just didn't paint him after painting so many people: "What a beast!" ”

Zhuo Jun's physical fitness and fighting skills are far superior to other students, and he also has the hole cards given by Situ An, so it stands to reason that he will not be afraid of entering a third-level abnormal event, but he does not have any sense of security in Class 13.

People like Yuan Hui who have lost their minds are easy to deal with, the key is a few other guys.

Wang Jie and Du Bai approached quietly, as if there was something hidden in their sleeves, and Director Ding Yuan also stared at Zhuo Jun's heart, and there was a silent high life.

Originally, Zhuo Jun thought that he could easily control the overall situation of Class 13, and the radish was increased to force the classmates to cooperate obediently, but this group of crazy people can really do anything.

"Ji Zhe! Stop it! "Zhuo Jun knows the real purpose of the investigation bureau very well, they are like thieves who want to force the bank card password of the owner of the house, but the owner of the house wants to jump off the building directly, and he can't stop it.

No longer talking nonsense with Xishan, Zhuo Jun rushed to Ji Zhe at full speed: "Wake up!" ”

He used the most primitive method to knock Ji Zhe away from the mirror.

"Zhuo Jun! You want to kill people! I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and everyone didn't care about being afraid, and wanted to separate Zhuo Jun and Ji Zhe. Because he was chosen by the most terrifying "ghost", Ji Zhe is now the hope of many people in the class.

The crowd was surging, more and more students were painted in the mirror, and the health classroom became extremely chaotic.

"White owl! Rescue! Notify other investigators immediately! Zhuo Jun felt the killing intent, the hairs on the back of his hands stood up, and anyone around him looked dangerous.

Standing in the distance and watching the lively white owl symbolically touch the black ring, he was different from other investigators, Situ An appreciated him very much, so he let him enter the thirteenth class as a student and cooperate with Zhuo Jun.

Originally, Bai Xiao still thought that he was in the same class as an ordinary "student", which was completely a dimensionality reduction blow, but then he completely changed his mind.

There was a jumble of footsteps in the hallway outside the classroom, and there were a lot of people, but they couldn't seem to open the classroom door.

Bai Xiao stayed away from Zhuo Jun and walked to the door alone, he didn't care which way the door was opened, and pushed it casually: "I did my best." ”

When the situation was out of control, Gao Ming quietly came to Ji Zhe's side, and he took back the posthumous photo first.

"Don't you want to end it all once and for all?" As soon as Gao Ming got back the posthumous photo, Xia Yang's voice appeared in his mind: "Everyone has their own interests and positions, but when you make all 50 of them into posthumous photos, then your voice will be their voice, you represent all of them, and you are alive as they are all alive." ”

"That's a great idea, but neither you nor I can do it, and the 51st student won't allow such a thing to happen." Gao Ming grabbed Xia Yang's last photo, and he looked at the mirror that could reflect his soul.

A high life covered in wounds and missing an eye appeared in the mirror and stood behind Ji Zhe, and this was just the beginning.

(End of chapter)