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Xiaoping's head had a piece of glass inserted into his head, as if wearing a headgear, and the blood began to slowly soak down.
He stood there for a few seconds, and took a few steps staggeringly, then, amidst the screams of the people around him, he fell down.
Zhou Ze once read the memoirs of some Japanese war criminals and soldiers. Someone once wrote that the headless corpse seemed to twitch after the head was beheaded, including the head and eyes that fell on the ground could move a few more times.
Perhaps the death came too suddenly and too simply. Not only did the person concerned not have time to react, even the body of the person concerned did not seem to have time to respond in time.
The downstairs of the dormitory has become a mess.
Zhou Ze put his hands on the railing, sighed, and then looked at the old man.
The old Taoist was out of his wits right now, his face was pale with fright.
"boss¡¡¡¡"
"Hey, look, a good person, you forcefully milked him to death."
"" the old man said.
The old Taoist was very wronged, and he didn't want to, he really hoped that Xiaopingtou could live a long life, the kind who would come here eighteen times in one night and be in great shape.
But he died,
Died so abruptly,
So,
Of the six paintings, only one remains.
There is a famous series of movies called "Death Is Coming". The old man now feels that he has become a character in it, telling you clearly that you are going to die, and telling you in what way you will die.
Really, it's better to give you a sudden death, so that you die without pain at all.
At this time, the old Taoist really envied the little crew cut guy, and he left unknowingly in an accident, and now he still has to bear the torture of not knowing when he will die.
It is simply life is worse than death.
Look at the boss on the other side, he is still smoking.
"Go down and have a look."
After Zhou Ze finished speaking, he walked out of the dormitory first. The old man naturally didn't dare to leave Zhou Ze at this time. Anyway, he had already made up his mind, even if Zhou Ze went to the toilet, he would follow him stubbornly.
At the gate on the first floor of the dormitory building, a group of students surrounded Xiaopingtou's body, and several dormitory teachers were inside to maintain order.
This feeling is very weird, because at this time they should call 120 and 110. In fact, they also played, and they did what they should do. However, it seems that the big event of a person dying in broad daylight only alarmed this A corner of the school.
The students in front, those who should go to school go to school, those who should go to the cafeteria to have breakfast, as if they didn't care about it at all.
Zhou Ze shook the soot and looked up at the dormitory building.
The old Taoist was trembling by the side, secretly glanced at Xiaopingtou's body and then immediately looked away, thinking that he was about to follow in the footsteps, the old Taoist felt extremely tormented.
Zhou Ze sat down on the steps, like a bystander, and continued to look at everything around him.
"Boss, let's go back first?" The old man suggested.
He doesn't want to stay here anymore, he wants to go back to the bookstore, at least the bookstore can give him some sense of security.
Zhou Ze shook his head, "I can't go."
Instead of answering "no go", but answer "can't go".
The old man froze for a moment, he faintly sensed something was wrong.
Zhou Ze turned around, walked into the dormitory again, sat down directly in the dormitory teacher's office, took their tea and made a cup of tea.
Lao Dao stood beside him like a little quail.
He doesn't know what Zhou Ze is planning to do, but it seems that his boss seems to have some information. Although he doesn't know whether he is pretending to be calm or really calm, at least it seems that he has more expectations in his heart.
The students have all gone to school, and the dormitory has become much deserted.
The dormitory teachers didn't come back, and none of them went back to the office. Maybe they were busy with Xiaopingtou's corpse.
The police didn't come.
The ambulance didn't come either.
After sitting for about half an hour and drinking two cups of tea, Zhou Ze walked out of the office.
At the entrance of each dormitory at the entrance of the corridor, there is a row of thermos bottles. Before leaving the dormitory for school in the morning, students take out their thermos bottles and put them outside, and then there will be special aunts holding plastic pipes to fill these thermos bottles with boiling water. .
Because the boiling water passes through plastic pipes, it is inevitable that there will be some plastic smell in it.? also appeared, the glass above his head was still stuck there, and the blood flowed.
Even the leather shoes that Zhou Ze had destroyed reappeared out of nowhere, making "tick-tick-tick" noises non-stop.
"Have you seen Tuqiongdagger, because you know, I can see clearly?"
Zhou Ze muttered to himself.
far away,
The old Taoist had already sunk into the bloody water, leaving only the position of his breath and occasional air bubbles. Obviously, he couldn't hold on anymore.
Those black figures seemed to be approaching him, and in the bloody water, there was a petite figure, not a human, but a cat, waiting for his dinner.
Zhou Ze's nails did not sweep around,
Instead, with a kind of boldness and resoluteness, it directly pierced into his chest, and stirred in a circle at the same time.
"Hiss"
The pain was so clear that Zhou Ze's body even began to convulse because of it.
But at this moment, the surrounding images began to recede rapidly, the woman retreated, Xiaoping's dormitory officer retreated, the half-length boy retreated, the leather shoes began to retreat, and even the curved dormitory building began to return to normal.
Everything seems to be returning to normal.
In the midst of all this speeding backwards,
Zhou Ze seemed to have seen a girl standing in the depths of the corridor looking at him. The girl looked familiar.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound,
The sound of pages being closed.
"PlopHoohoocough cough"
The old man was lying on the lawn, breathing heavily and coughing violently at the same time. He pinched his neck tightly with both hands. It took him a while to calm down slowly, and then he looked around inexplicably.
He saw Zhou Ze standing beside him, holding a closed notebook in his hand.
The crisp sound before was the sound Zhou Ze made when he closed the notebook.
Zhou Ze raised his head, as if he still felt pain in his chest.
"Boss what's going on here?" The old man thought he was going to die just now, but why did he turn around all of a sudden?
"You can think carefully about how we got in." Zhou Ze said slowly.
"We came here by car. I tricked the security guards at the school gate and drove in. Then we got out of the car, walked to the living area, found Block B, then we sneaked in, saw Sun Qiu, and then talked to the dormitory manager. There was a fight"
"Think about it carefully." Zhou Ze reminded.
"Think about it carefully?" The old man scratched his head, and then a look of shock appeared on his face, "I I It's true that we drove in, but we just got out of the car and seemed to see a black cat. A black cat was staring at us in the lawn, and I said we caught it and kept it as a pet.
Then we walked to the lawn, and found that the black cat was gone, but there was a notebook on the ground, boss, you picked up the notebook, and I asked you whether it was written or drawn and then and then we ¡¡¡±
Zhou Ze looked at the dilapidated notebook in his hand,
He didn't dare to turn any of the pages.
"Boss, where is the dormitory building?" The old man looked around and found that something was missing.
"Look at the other dormitory buildings nearby, what is marked on them."
"Building 1, Building 2, Building 3" The old man counted, and then he stopped counting slowly. Here, the dormitory buildings are named according to Arabic numerals, and there is no way to name them with English letters!
"Boss Where is Block B, where is Block B?"
Zhou Ze pointed to the notebook in his hand,
"B Block,
Here it is,
I'm drawing. "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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