The previously calm atmosphere in the conference room was instantly shattered, replaced by a suffocating heat and panic.

Flames flashed all around, like fiery serpents leaping from the abyss, dancing wildly with a determination to destroy everything. The heavy curtains on either side, however, became accomplices in the spread of the fire.

The flames, like greedy beasts, licked every inch of the fabric, devouring it bit by bit, turning it into billowing black smoke and leaping fire snakes, climbing upwards at an astonishing speed.

The surrounding air gradually became distorted by the high temperature, and their vision began to blur. Unbeknownst to them, Xiao Jin's hair had begun to curl slightly, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

"Cough cough cough~" Han Chuan covered his nose and looked at Xiao Jin in horror: "What... what happened? Why did it suddenly catch fire?"

Dodging the falling debris overhead, Wu Tianjin tried to run towards the gate, but just then, a long, burning log came crashing down.

The fire ahead of Wu Tianjin suddenly escalated, making it impossible for him to advance any further.

"etc!"

Just as he was extremely anxious, Xiao Jin's calm voice came from behind him.

Xiao Jin turned to the side, her eyes fixed on the podium, seemingly unconcerned about the flames engulfing her.

Wu Tianjin said anxiously with a long face, "My goodness, what are we waiting for at a time like this? What are we waiting to become human for?!"

In this life-or-death situation, Wu Tianjin couldn't care less about anything else. He blurted out the words and peered around, trying to find other escape routes.

"Wait a minute, didn't you guys notice?!" Xiao Jin slowly raised his hand, and then actually ran his hand across the flames: "The fire here can't actually harm us."

"What?" Wu Tianjin was stunned.

Was he mistaken, or was Xiao Jin terrified? With such a high temperature around us, you're telling me there won't be any harm?

Xiao Jin always spoke only once; whether Wu Tianjin believed him or not was his own business. With that, Xiao Jin strode directly into the sea of ​​fire.

"Huh?" Wu Tianjin's hand froze in mid-air, but the next second, something unbelievable happened.

Xiao Jin walked into the fire and nothing happened to her. Not even the hem of her clothes caught fire. The flames surrounded her as if they had never existed.

Han Chuan, who was standing nearby, curiously reached out and poked it too: "Hey, it really doesn't hurt!"

"Interesting. The temperature around here doesn't seem fake. We can clearly smell the smoke, but when I touched the flames, I didn't feel any burning sensation." Han Chuan's eyes lit up, and he followed Xiao Jin over.

Wu Tianjin looked a little embarrassed, and he clenched his fist under his sleeve.

He was just too scared.

"Tch~" Lu Jing wasn't as good-tempered as Xiao Jin. After glancing at Wu Tianjin, he gave a sarcastic laugh.

Wu Tianjin immediately felt a chill run down his spine, his mind filled with the image of Lu Jing wielding a blood-stained bone whip, but Lu Jing seemed to be in a hurry to find Xiao Jin and ignored him.

…………

Although there was smoke all around, Xiao Jin was certain that she hadn't seen wrong.

He strode onto the stage, looked up, and sure enough, a red light was flashing on the projector. After searching for a while, Xiao Jin finally found the projector's power switch.

She reached out and pressed a button, and immediately the large curtain behind her lit up.

The cacophony of cries, accompanied by the woman's low laughter, echoed clearly in the conference room.

The image is a bit blurry, and judging from the angle, it looks like it was taken secretly with a mobile phone.

"Quick, zoom in!"

"here……"

"Haha, let's see if she still has the nerve to seduce Zhou Lin now."

The speaker sounded very familiar to Xiao Jin; it was Ai Yue, whom he had met once in the grove, the so-called good friend that Yu Lingxin had made.

As the image zoomed in, Xiao Jin could see clearly that the camera was being taken from a window in the corridor, inside which looked like an office.

In the scene, a fat body was pressing down on the girl, her two pale legs swaying weakly above her. Heavy breathing mingled with the girl's soft sobs, making Xiao Jin's face turn cold.

Whether she was drugged or not, the girl didn't struggle much throughout the entire encounter. To outsiders, the video made it seem as if the two were acting willingly.

It's easy to imagine how much ridicule and disdain Yu Ling would endure if such a video were shown in public in the conference room.

The fire grew higher and higher, like a surge of resentment, and the howling wind sounded like the wailing of a vengeful ghost, making it exceptionally eerie and terrifying.

The video wasn't long. After it ended, the obese figure stood up, pulled up his pants, and turned around. Sure enough, it was the ghost teacher he had seen in Class 6 of the third year of high school.

Han Chuan, who also knew the cause and effect, said angrily, "How could we have let that scum get away before? We should have killed him."

Xiao Jin stared straight ahead, his pupils reflecting the flickering flames in the firelight.

After a long pause, she said expressionlessly, "Don't worry, you can't escape."

Han Chuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly.

He then snorted coldly, "That's right, just don't let me catch him."

"Zzzzz~"

At this moment, the image on the projector suddenly began to flicker, with black and white blocks filling the entire screen, before returning to normal after three seconds.

This time, however, it was a different video.

The footage remained well-hidden; a small camera was concealed inside a hair clip on someone's head, and was eventually pinned to the head by a figure.

As the person entered the campus, Xiao Jin, upon seeing the blatantly malicious stares and pointing fingers around her through the video footage, naturally guessed her identity—Yu Ling.

The recording mode above was always on. Glancing past the battery display, Xiao Jin focused her gaze on the date: October 7, 2024.

It was also the day she predicted Yu Ling would die.

Instead of going to her classroom, Yu Ling bypassed the teaching building and went to the grove behind it.

Xiao Jin was not surprised to see this.

Schools are crowded and conspicuous places. If someone wants to commit murder, it's difficult to dispose of the body in a closed room. If they're not careful, they could be seen by someone else.

But the grove is different. Students usually don't go there during morning classes. If Yu Ling was killed and dismembered in the grove, that is indeed a possibility.

With a swaying motion, Yu Ling entered the grove, where a group of people were standing. Upon seeing Yu Ling, they all cast unfriendly glances at her.

Xiao Jin carefully examined the surroundings and noticed that, in addition to Teacher Yang, Ai Yue, and her few followers, there was also a tall, unfamiliar boy.

The boy had short, bleached red hair, a flamboyant look, and a slightly roguish charm. At that moment, he was leaning against a big tree with one knee, his eyebrows furrowed.

Xiao Jin lowered her eyes. This must be the source of this series of tragedies—Zhou Lin, the boy Ai Yue liked!

Upon seeing Yu Ling arrive, Ai Yue gave a sarcastic chuckle: "Oh, you still dare to come out? Don't you know? You're like a rat in a gutter. If I were you, I would have dug a hole and buried myself long ago, so as not to embarrass myself by coming out."

"Tch." Ai Yue rolled her eyes after saying that, and her girlfriends behind her laughed loudly.