841 Who Is the Murderer 2
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841 Who is the Murderer 2
Ning Shu and Mei Ziqing were the only ones in the room to calm down, and the other girls hugged each other, frightened.
Ning Shu took out a notebook and a pen from his bedside bag and recorded the situation of the deceased.
Name and symptoms of death to see if there are any clues.
Ning Shu observed carefully and found a name engraved on the brush, 'Pan Chen'.
He is a boy from the Chinese Painting Society.
The boy entered the girl's room, how did he get in, the door was locked and could not be opened from the outside, or was there an accomplice in the room?
She didn't struggle when the brush was inserted into the deceased's eyeballs, and the sheets were not messy. It was not ruled out that someone had sorted them out afterwards.
There was no movement, and none of the six girls in this room heard a sound.
sleep so soundly?
Ning Shu sniffed his nose. Could there be some ecstasy in this room?
Or have been drugged.
Mei Ziqing shook her head towards Ning Shu,
'Peng, Peng, Peng..." There were knocks on the door one after another.
"What happened, open the door." There was a loud voice outside the door.
Mei Ziqing was about to open the door, but Ning Shu hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I'm not wearing pants yet."
Ning Shu put on his pants.
Mei Ziqing opened the door, and a swarm of young students rushed in. When they saw the person killed by the brush, they all turned pale with fright, and the girls all screamed.
Walking in front was a boy with a handsome face. Although he was scared when he saw this situation, he was much calmer than the others.
This person is Fan Junyang, the president who proposed to come here this time.
"Dead, dead..."
"too horrible."
More than 30 people were blocked in this room, but there was a lot of empty space near the kang, and no one dared to approach the dead person.
"The instructor is here."
An uncle in a black trench coat walked in, walked to the corpse, put on medical gloves, and pulled out the brush on the eyeball.
When it was pulled out, it brought some blood and splashed on Ning Shu who was standing beside the corpse.
Ning Shu: ...
The uncle looked at the problem, saw Pan Chen's name, and asked lightly, "Who is Pan Chen."
"I..." A fair-skinned boy who looked delicate and weak stammered, "I didn't kill anyone."
The uncle of the school doctor twisted the tip of the brush, and finally pulled a needle out of the pen. The uncle squinted slightly and looked at the needle.
Ning Shu recorded this situation. The needle was an ordinary embroidery needle, and it was smashed into the pen, which would kill people faster.
The uncle glanced at Ning Shu's book and said nothing.
"I really didn't kill people, it wasn't me." Pan Chen shook his head quickly, "Everyone keeps drawing tools together, anyone can take them, just take mine."
Pan Chen's face was red, and he kept defending.
He didn't even dare to look at the corpse on the kang.
The uncle said lightly: "Carry the body down below."
When they heard that the body was about to be moved, everyone was so frightened that they rushed out of the room.
"Move away." Uncle said to Ning Shu, who was also about to run.
"→_→ I'm a girl and can't move." Ning Shu said.
The uncle took off his blood-stained gloves, threw it out the window, and turned and left the room.
Ning Shu: ...
Why is it always her who gets hurt.
Ning Shu carried the corpse downstairs with difficulty. It was really scary to carry a dead person like this.
Ning Shu still overestimated himself. This body didn't practice peerless martial arts, so it didn't have much strength. When he carried it to the yard, he was too tired to breathe.
The snow on the ground has covered their calves, and the sky is stepping on the snow, so they can't walk at all, and the car can't drive.
Why do you want to die like this? If you don't die, you won't die.
With difficulty, she placed the body on the foot of the yard wall. The girl was wearing thick silk cotton pajamas. She was stabbed blind in the dark eye socket.
Ning Shu thought about it and unbuttoned her clothes to check if there were any other wounds on her body.
"Are you a pig?" The uncle's voice sounded from behind, "I just let you carry it down, but I didn't let you carry it into the yard."
"Such heavy snow will cover up the body, at least wait for me to dissect it before throwing it out."
Ning Shu: ...
Ning Shu is so helpless, obviously he didn't make it clear, okay?
If you don't get the corpse out, do you have to put the corpse at home and sleep with the corpse?
Ning Shu carried the corpse on his shoulders again and carried it into the hall.
The hall is very simple. There is only one table. The table is made of several wooden boards. There are four long benches. Many people cannot sit and can only stand.
Seeing Ning Shu carrying the body back again, he said repeatedly, "Don't put it here, we're afraid."
Many girls were so frightened that they cried.
Ning Shu couldn't even straighten up, so he moved more than 100 pounds downstairs, moved it into the yard, and moved it back to the main room.
so tired.
"Teacher, what should we do, or call the police." Fan Junyang, president of the Chinese Painting Society, said to the uncle, his face was pale and his pupils were trembling.
apparently in
hold on.
"Now that the mountains are covered by heavy snow, even if the police call the police, they may not be able to enter. The signal here is not good, and the phone can't get through." A beautiful girl said, looking at the uncle, "Teacher, what do you say?"
The uncle adjusted his glasses, "Do you want me to feed it into your mouth?"
The girl's face turned red and she couldn't help but say, "Teacher, it's me."
The uncle was expressionless.
Ning Shu looked at this beautiful girl, who was probably the super tasker. After entering this body, her temperament and charm were greatly improved.
Many boys looked at her, but she looked at the uncle of the school doctor.
"Put the body on the table." The uncle said to Ning Shu.
Ning Shu: Why is it me again?
Treating her as a girl as a coolie, how could so many people in the house direct her.
"I'll come." A boy stood up and moved the corpse on the ground to the wooden table.
"Thank you." Ning Shu thanked.
"No, you and I met once." The boy smiled slightly.
Nima, the cliff is Zhang Jiasen.
The uncle used medical scissors on the corpse's clothes, revealing pale skin, naked, revealing two plump flesh.
Some boys couldn't help blushing, and peeked sideways, but it was a corpse again, not to mention entangled in the soul.
The uncle held the silver scalpel and cut the skin from the chin of the corpse, a straight line reaching the crotch of the corpse.
The uncle wore gloves on his hands, pulled the flesh on one side with one hand, and peeled the skin with a tear. Red and bloody ribs, the internal organs clearly appeared in front of everyone.
Crowd: ...
"vomit……"
Some people were so frightened that they ran upstairs and vomited wildly.
Ning Shu's eyelids twitched wildly, this is still so fierce.
Everyone else entered other people's bodies, and this guy actually appeared like this, and he became a teacher of Chinese painting.
These members still believe that this is the tutor. Which tutor is so aggressive and doesn't care about the students at all?
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