Instead of doing anything to him, the ghost of Zheng Shaofeng gave him a finger, which made Ning Qiushui's heart feel a strange sense of absurdity.

Judging from Yang Mei's previous description, the ghost that Ning Qiushui met was the same as the ghost she met, both of them were Zheng Shaofeng.

But Zheng Shaofeng wanted to kill her and Zeng Shen, but he showed favor to himself instead.

Why is that?

"Is it because I killed the cleaner?"

"Or ......is it something else?"

Ning Qiushui's heart was full of doubts, but he didn't stay here for a long time, he had been out for a long time, and there was another place that Ning Qiushui wanted to see, his time was very precious.

After leaving the utility room, Ning Qiushui went straight to the rooftop and checked the surrounding positions near the edge.

There was no fight, no traces of resistance, the dust on the ground was relatively thick, and there were only the footprints of two people, one was his own, and the other should be Zheng Shaofeng's, which negated his other speculation.

"It seems that Zheng Shaofeng did commit suicide."

"One of the two went into the small dark room, the other committed suicide, and they also agreed on a time...... The motivation is strange......"

"What exactly do they want to do?"

Ning Qiushui frowned.

With doubts, he left the rooftop anyway.

When passing by the 6th floor, Ning Qiushui stopped for a moment at the door of the utility room, his eyes fell on the ground, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

A line of water stains appeared on the otherwise dry ground.

After carefully observing the water stains on the ground, back and forth, the smell of blood in the air was already very light.

He slowly came to the door of the utility room, looked inside through the glass on the door, and after making sure that there was no one inside, he opened the door.

The body of the cleaner is gone.

There were indeed traces of cleaning on the ground.

It's just that it is not yet known whether the cleaner himself resurrected and cleaned the scene, or Zheng Shaofeng cleaned the scene.

Back in the classroom, the head teacher hadn't arrived yet.

The other students who went out have all returned.

Ning Qiushui sat back in his place and asked Liu Chun:

"Liu Chun'er, did anyone come to the classroom just now?"

Liu Chun glanced at the door of the classroom and shook his head.

"No...... Anyway, what are you doing, it's been more than an hour, right? ”

Ning Qiushui took out the school card in his pocket, pinned it to the school uniform again, and said with a smile:

"Went to the toilet."

"You're kidding me, going to the toilet for so long?"

"Constipation."

"Oh...... If you are constipated, you can poke it with a pen. ”

"Poke with a pen? Who told you? ”

"That's what my mom used to tell my dad."

"Is my father alive?"

"The fairy is gone."

Knock knock.

Footsteps were heard at the door, and the two stopped talking nonsense.

It's the head teacher.

He hurried into the classroom, first glanced at the students in the classroom, and after making sure that there were no less, he came to the podium.

"Got the review, right?"

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, if anyone fails this time......"

The head teacher's tone was menacing.

The students in the class looked stunned.

After finishing speaking, the head teacher wiped his hands vigorously on his clothes, and then carefully confirmed that there were no other dirty things on his hands, and then began to turn over the rolls.

This detail of the head teacher made Ning Qiushui's expression stiffen slightly.

Before curling ...... Wipe your hands first.

Got anything dirty on your hands?

I didn't see it.

If you put it that way, it's a water stain on your hands.

Thinking of what he had just met on the sixth floor, a strange guess flashed through Ning Qiushui's mind-

The body of a dead cleaner...... Could it be that the head teacher cleaned it up?

This thought only flashed through his mind, after all, the head teacher had no motivation to do this at all, and he shouldn't have been in that place, so it was unlikely.

So the head teacher was wiping his hands just now, what was he wiping?

When Ning Qiushui was still puzzled, the test papers had already been distributed.

It was clean and nothing dirty on it.

The homeroom teacher continued to repeat the precautions for the exam as usual, and then sat down on the podium.

It's just that today he doesn't seem to have the heart to proctor, but has been fiddling with his phone, as if he is waiting for someone's news.

After the exam, the head teacher checked the papers on the spot, but this time it was slower because he always looked at his phone from time to time.

By the time he had finished correcting the papers, it was time for lunch.

"This time the exam is not bad, there are no failing students in our class, but there are no top students, everyone is very average, the highest score is only 82 points, I hope you continue to study hard, adjust your mentality, and be able to get a good score."

"It's about to be dinner time, let everyone go to eat in advance today, and when you go out, be quieter, don't disturb the students in other classes."

After the head teacher finished speaking, he handed the test paper to the study committee member and asked him to distribute it, and then left in a hurry.

Ning Qiushui got his own test paper, which said 67 points.

Liu Chun on the side took the test 79.

He was overjoyed, holding the test paper and kissing constantly, and then thanked Ning Qiushui.

Ning Qiushui only responded perfunctorily, and looked at the other tricksters with some surprise.

This time, the overall performance of the class shows one thing, that is, these tricksters have also found that high grades will be targeted by ghosts.

Everyone is overwhelmed.

This is not surprising, but the NPCs also have low scores.

Ning Qiushui scored 67 points, but he didn't rank in the bottom ten of the class.

With the exception of Liu Chun, most of the npC students scored below 75 points.

"Is it the influence of the unknown power of the Blood Gate?"

"The person with the highest score in the test will definitely be the one with the highest score in the class...... Wouldn't that be a dead end? ”

Ning Qiushui immediately realized the seriousness of the problem!

Today is only the second day, and if nothing else, there will be 2 or 3 exams on the third, fourth, and fifth days.

And the tricksters who have already found out that the person with the highest score in the test will be killed by the ghost, will definitely press the score desperately, as far as possible towards the passing line of 60 points.

But the score, to put it bluntly, no one can control it absolutely.

The more you press towards 60 points, the more likely you are to fail!

And once you fail the grade, the danger you face is probably no less than the first place in the exam!

"Is this asking us to kill each other......"

"Only by killing your own companions can you survive."

Ning Qiu's eyes moved slightly.

The next moment, I suddenly heard a fat man in the classroom slapping the table angrily, and scolded in a hoarse voice:

"You...... It's too much! ”

"I'm 82 points, and I'm still in first place!"

A girl on the side mocked:

"You've already found out that something will happen if you get a high score, and if you take the test so high, who is to blame?"

The fat man was about to fight back, but he seemed to see something, his body began to tremble violently, and his eyes were overflowing with fear.

He pushed the desk open and crawled towards the classroom door!

"No...... Don't come to me! ”

"Don't ......!"

"I won't be so high next time, give me another chance!"

He ran quickly outside, but not long after leaving the classroom, he heard a terrible scream.

"Ah!!h

The tricksters who were still in the classroom looked at each other.

The other students had already gone to eat, and in addition to the remaining tricksters present, only Liu Chun, a native, was still following Ning Qiushui.

They came to the door of the classroom and saw the fat man lying in a pool of blood.

This fat man's name is Cheng Hai.

The whole person was lying on the ground in a strange posture, the bones seemed to be broken, and a shoe fell into the distance, giving people the feeling of falling from a height.

Looking at the fat man who died in a tragic state, everyone fell into an eerie silence.

pS: Today's two watches, good night!