The days when I caught the murderer in the script kill game

The three of them looked at each other after listening, but said nothing.

Zhao Juncai looked at them and smiled, and finally fixed his eyes on Ai Zhiyao and said with a smile: "I mean, you have been defending Xu Yan since you went downstairs just now, so you two fell in love early!" His tone of voice It looked like the head teacher was lecturing the students, maybe because Yi Cheng was not around, he was a little bit stiffer.

"You're talking nonsense, we didn't fall in love early." Ai Zhiyao denied.

Zhao Juncai chuckled, raised the note in his hand, and asked with a smirk: "You still don't admit it, the words on this note are yours, right?" He was a question, but his tone was affirmative.

Ai Zhiyao couldn't deny the matter of the note, her eyes wandered for a moment, she looked at Zhao Juncai and said: "It's mine, I gave it to Xu Yan, so what, it doesn't explain anything."

After her justification, Zhao Juncai's smile gradually disappeared. He was only looking for clues, and forgot whether these clues were related to the death of the deceased.

Judging from this note, it seems that it has nothing to do with Lang Yue's death.

He thought to himself, Ai Zhiyao likes Xu Yan, but what role does Langyue play in it?

He looked down at the note in his hand. The paper was small and heavily creased, as if it had been pressed for a long time.It appeared in Xu Yan's desk, and after he found the note, his dead radio also broadcast it. This is the clue, but what connection does he have with Lang Yue's death?

A few people were deadlocked in Class 10 of the second year of high school, but Yi Cheng and Yu Qianxi came in at this time.

"What note, let's open our eyes too." Before Yi Chengren came in, the smiling voice had already reached the ears of several people.

Zhao Juncai and several girls looked towards the door.

Zhao Juncai immediately lowered his head again, continuing to hold the note in his hand.

Yi Cheng stared at him, or at the note in his hand, and walked straight over.

He snatched the note from Zhao Juncai's hand, looked at it carefully for a long time, and Yi Cheng returned to Yu Qianxi, a little confused.

"What's the matter?" Yu Qianxi saw that Yi Cheng's expression was a little strange, and asked aloud.

"This note was given to me by Ai Zhiyao a week ago, but I threw it into the trash can, why did it appear on my desk again?" Yi Cheng said while observing the note.

Just after finishing speaking, the familiar radio sound appeared in the classroom.

[Attention all players, the clue of "Xu Yan's note" has been recovered, congratulations to all players for recovering it! 】

After one sentence, the radio went silent again.

"Damn it, can you find everything you throw away?" Yi Cheng was also a little surprised, and asked in disbelief.

Zhao Juncai on the side sneered, and mocked: "This is your clue. The broadcast helped us recover it. Isn't it good for finding the murderer? You seem very disappointed?" Perhaps it was because he found a clue about Yi Cheng that Zhao Juncai spoke They all got a little stiff.

After Yi Cheng listened, or didn't listen at all, he turned to Ai Zhiyao and said, "You gave me this note, but I threw it away without reading it, so I don't know you like me."

After hearing this, Ai Zhiyao's face gradually became angry. She looked at Yi Cheng, a little annoyed, and said, "You..."

"Hahahahaha, it turns out that Xu Yan didn't read the note at all, you still protect him, and he doesn't take you seriously at all." Zhao Juncai watched happily, laughing at Ai Zhiyao.

Zhao Juncai laughed a little, bent over and sat on Yi Cheng's stool, completely ignoring Ai Zhiyao's needle-like eyes.

After laughing, Zhao Juncai's expression gradually calmed down, he figured it out, and began to mutter to himself: "No, no, if Xu Yan didn't read this note, then this clue is completely useless It's gone...where is it not connected?"

Zhao Juncai was talking to himself, and fell into doubt again.

Yu Qianxi glanced at Yi Cheng, Yi Cheng was looking at the show, and he looked at Zhao Juncai and said softly: "I, let me explain to you. Ai Zhiyao likes Xu Yan, and Xu Yan and Lang Yue She is a good friend, after Ai Zhiyao failed to confess to Xu Yan, she thought it was Langyue's fault, so she posted a post to slander Langyue."

After finishing speaking, Yu Qianxi paused, he felt Yi Cheng's burning eyes, but he couldn't bear to look at it and continued: "This clue explains the relationship between Xu Yan and Lang Yue's death, do you understand? "

Sitting on Yi Cheng's stool, Zhao Juncai slowly raised his head to look at Yu Qianxi, his eyes flickered, and the disconnected clues in his heart were finally connected by his explanation.

"Do you understand? Asking you!" Yi Cheng scholar Yu Qianxi pretended to be angry and asked Zhao Juncai.

"This, this, this connection is more than one point. I saw that post just now, and there were so many people scolding her, that's why Lang Yue jumped off the building, and it has nothing to do with you..." Zhao Juncai said, but his voice was different. Getting smaller and smaller.

Yu Qianxi turned to look at Yi Cheng, let out a sigh of relief, and whispered: "It does matter, but it's not that simple."

"Little Qianqian..." Yi Cheng stopped laughing and called Yu Qianxi softly.

"I don't think it's that simple." Yu Qianxi looked at Yi Cheng, behind him were the three girls.

He passed Yi Cheng, walked up to the three of them, and asked, "How is your relationship with Lang Yue?" He stared at the three of them, with a little doubt in his big Shui Ling eyes.

After he asked, He Xinru spoke quickly, and opened his mouth first: "It's not good... oh... it hurts."

Just after saying a few words, Ai Zhiyao took her arm and pinched her hard. He Xinru was in pain, but she didn't dare to do anything, so she could only cry and ask: "Yaoyao, you pinch me?" What are you doing, it hurts like hell."

Ai Zhiyao didn't speak, but gave her a blank look.

"What's the matter? Is there anything you can't say?" Yu Qianxi asked after watching the "little movements" of the two.

Several people still did not speak.

Yi Cheng's face was gloomy behind Yu Qianxi, he was provoked by Zhao Juncai, and he was still in front of his Qianqian.At this moment, the three girls happened to bump into the gun again, and did not answer his thousands of questions.

With a dark face on his face, he walked up to the three girls, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ai Zhiyao's neck, and said in a soft but deathly voice, "If you want to live, answer his question."

Seeing this, He Xinru and He Yan quickly stepped aside in panic.

A few drops of cold sweat dripped down on Zhao Juncai's forehead. What he was afraid of had happened, but luckily it didn't happen to him.

Only Ai Zhiyao, she has never seen Xu Yan like this, Xu Yan's eyes and the strength of his hands almost wanted to cut off her neck, she was so pinched that she couldn't speak, her face became pale due to lack of oxygen. Get flushed.

This time Yu Qianxi was blocked by Yi Cheng, he just wanted to ask something, and if the girls didn't answer, he could still find clues, so there was no need to scare them.Yu Qianxi walked over, stroked Yi Cheng's back, frowned, and said softly, "Let her go, I can do it."

A piece of warmth came from his back, and the blackness on Yi Cheng's face dissipated. He let go of Ai Zhiyao, and Ai Zhiyao seemed to have no bones, and slumped on the ground.Yi Cheng turned around with a smile on his face, and said to Yu Qianxi, "Since Qianqian has already said that, then you can continue to ask."

After speaking, he returned to stand behind Yu Qianxi.

Yu Qianxi nodded, and glanced at Ai Zhiyao on the ground. Her school uniform pants seemed to be wet, and her expression was a little dazed. She was so scared by Yi Cheng that she still hadn't recovered.The other two girls also hid in the corner, not daring to look directly at him.

He sighed, turned to Yi Cheng and said, "Forget it, us, let's find clues, so it's quicker."

Yi Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, touched his chin with his hand, and said with a smile, "Okay! Let's go, little Qianqian."

The other four looked at the two of them, not daring to interject a word, and let them walk out of the classroom of Class 10 of the second year of high school.

Yu Qianxi and Yi Cheng left the sophomore class 10, turned around and went back to the next door to the sophomore class 11. This is the last classroom at the end of the corridor. The layout of tables and chairs is the same as that of the sophomore class 10, but the decoration is a little different.

But Yu Qianxi still felt that something was wrong. When he was in the classroom, he always felt that something was wrong. What is the discomfort?After going upstairs just now, he and Yi Cheng came directly to class 11, but before they could find anything, they heard the voices of those in class 10. At that time, he didn't think much, and hurried to class 10.

He looked outside through the window, the sun has moved to the west, just because the season in this world is summer, the sky is still very bright, Yu Qianxi looked back again, he knew something was wrong.

The school classrooms in the northern hemisphere all face east and west, but the classrooms here all face west and east, which is exactly the opposite of the real world. No wonder he felt something was wrong.

"Yi Cheng, have you noticed that there is something wrong with the classrooms in this world? In the real world, we all sit facing east and west, but here we sit west and face east." Yu Qianxi stared at Yi Cheng and asked.

In fact, he just wanted to test Yi Cheng again. This is the world of script killing. It's normal that the layout of the house is different, and it's Yi Cheng who is abnormal.

"Is there?" Yi Cheng was obviously confused by the question, he had never seen how the classroom was laid out in the real world.

Seeing Yi Cheng looking around the classroom, he rubbed his hands, convinced that something was wrong with Yi Cheng. Before he said "our real world", Yi Cheng said "your real world"; Kill the radio conversation in the world.

Yu Qianxi couldn't figure out what Yi Cheng's identity was, and he also knew that Yi Cheng wouldn't say anything if he asked.

"Qianqian, look at the report card hanging here." Yi Cheng had already walked to the podium. Next to the blackboard was a bulletin board with a stack of papers hanging on it.

Yu Qianxi lowered her eyelids, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and walked over.

"Transcripts?" he asked.

"Yes, from class 11 of the second year of high school, there are those in every exam." Yi Cheng had already taken down a stack of transcripts and flipped through them.

"Is there any problem?" Yu Qianxi couldn't see clearly, so he could only ask Yi Cheng.

After reading it, Yi Cheng handed the report card to Yu Qianxi, and said while pacing the podium: "I took a general look at it just now, and found that Lang Yue's grades are very good, and she is among the top three in the class every time, but Ai Zhiyao is as good as her." Both of them have poor grades, and they are almost on the bottom.”

After he finished speaking, as if he remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Qianqian, you just said downstairs that girls slander each other, what are the factors?"

"Appearance, studies, clothes... boys." Yu Qianxi thought about it for a while, then looked at the report card in his hand, and understood something, he continued: "So Langyue's post may not only be because For your sake, is there more that we haven't discovered? Like academic performance?"

Yi Cheng felt a little guilty when he heard the first half of the sentence, he automatically ignored it, and jumped directly to the second half of the sentence to answer: "Well, not only academic performance, but also appearance, Langyue is quite beautiful, in short, several factors combined , accumulating a small amount becomes a large amount, and it becomes another more serious problem. Guess what it is?"

After Yi Cheng finished speaking with a smile, Yu Qianxi thought for a moment, looked at him, and slowly uttered a few words: "Campus bullying?"

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I sat on the high-speed train all afternoon yesterday, and my butt was about to rot!There is a bear child kicking my seat behind!Damn it!I dare not speak out!

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