San Francisco Boarding School
Hansen is dead. When this sentence appeared in front of everyone, it surprised everyone. They looked at the screen and then looked at each other. They could read confusion in each other's eyes. The problem was big. First of all, if Hansen was dead, then who was Hansen on the screen? What was going on? Everyone couldn't help but look at the screen. The screen was very big.
Jiang Kexin was still looking at the clues. They saw Jiang Kexin put the clues away and put them in her hand, but Jiang Kexin didn't know that Hansen was looking at him. He even stretched out his hand as if he wanted to control it tightly. Hansen was still looking at Jiang Kexin, looking at their precious chosen one as if he was looking at a fat and tender lamb.
The blond researcher was furious when he saw this. He knocked on the table to signal those people to stop making trouble and tell the truth quickly. How could a person be resurrected from the dead? The Chosen One was crucial, everything was crucial, and the two of them could not afford to delay.
The researcher's anger was very loud, and his knocks on the table were also very loud. The two couples who made the noise showed expressions of pain, but no one present felt sorry for them. They said it was an understatement, but it was they who killed their son. The excuse of carelessness was just an excuse. They did not admit it and are still hiding the truth. If they were not Chinese, they would have been locked up for interfering in the business of the Chosen Ones.
Everyone present stared at them with gritted teeth.
The couple sighed, and they looked at each other with fear in their eyes. They comforted each other, touched each other's hands and said, "Yes, how can the dead be resurrected? In fact, he was resurrected. He came back to life. When we almost fainted, he twisted his limbs, and there was a ball of scorched earth-like mud around him. Then his limbs were repaired, and his hands were twisted back by an invisible force. His eyes were covered with a layer of black skin, and then he opened his eyes in the silent snowfield. We looked at him in horror, but he crawled out along the sharp thorns. He crawled step by step on the snowfield, and his hands left a mark on the snow, a very long mark. Oh, I know you don't believe it, but we took pictures. We wanted to keep it as a memory, but we didn't expect it to be eternal."
Naturally, the couple also saw the distrustful looks from the people around them. They were deeply hurt by the looks that seemed like they were looking at madmen. They hurried to prove themselves and took out many photos, which they even dropped on the ground because they couldn't hold them firmly.
The scattered photos all showed Hansen trapped in a trap, and Mr. Wang realized the seriousness of the situation. He looked at the United States with resentment. This was all America's fault. The mess America had created had to be cleaned up by their Chosen One, and their Chosen One was at a disadvantage. Mr. Wang hurriedly adjusted his copywriting materials, adjusted his headset, and said to the other side, "Hurry up and convey this to our Chosen One. Hurry up, hurry up."
After a period of chaos, Jiang Kexin received new news just as he was lying in his bed. He learned that Hansen was resurrected. When he found out that Hansen was not as cute and innocent as he looked, Jiang Kexin held the edge of the bed with a surge of indifference and heartache in his heart. He didn't understand why the child could also be a threat. He didn't understand why Hansen expressed differently from what he had said at the beginning. This was a betrayal, a naked betrayal. Jiang Kexin clenched his hands angrily, listening to the various messages from his country, he slowly sat up in the darkness.
He sat up and looked at the other bed. Hansen, who was originally sleeping soundly on the bed, disappeared without a trace. Did he really feel that he was stupid? Was he so dismissive that he didn't even try to pretend? Jiang Kexin was particularly calm when she was angry.
Jiang Kexin stood up, casually put on a coat, and began to think about Hansen's irrationality. When the filter was removed, the irrationality increased suddenly. Yes, it was irrational. This guy actually had many irrationalities. Even if a child had a personality disorder, he would not be aggressive, but he did. However, Jiang Kexin had never paid attention to it before, and only noticed it now.
Jiang Kexin slowly stroked the bed. There was no heat on the bed, but it was very cold. It seemed that the guy who came back to life had left long ago. The feeling of being deceived came up again, and Jiang Kexin thought with pursed lips.
So where did he go, and was he somehow connected to the fire?
He always thought that the fire was related to the top management and therefore never suspected the child, at least not a normal child. He always had a list of possible arsonists, which was firmly in his mind, and now the child's name was on the arson list. Jiang Kexin snorted coldly. He pushed open the door and planned to see where the child had gone. He didn't like deception. He wanted to see what this resurrected monster wanted to do.
As he walked forward, the sound of the door opening seemed too quiet in the empty room. It was pitch black and silent. Jiang Kexin just walked into the dark corridor. For some reason, Jiang Kexin did not feel anyone's prying eyes this time. Instead, he felt relaxed and natural. So he wandered back and forth based on his feelings.
He walked to the library where he had met Hansen before. The library was tightly closed and no one could have entered. So where did Hansen go? Outside in the dark and deserted place, Jiang Kexin frowned, worried that a fire might suddenly break out from somewhere unknown at any time.
And this was all my own negligence. If I hadn't thought that children didn't have this preconceived notion, this wouldn't have happened. However, when Jiang Kexin looked inside, he noticed something. Hansen had asked Jiang Kexin about the notice from the principal's office during the day. Combined with the information sent, it was hard to imagine whether the principal had been murdered.
So Jiang Kexin ran in the aisle, and the lights on the road lit up with his movements.
He walked along the passage and soon entered the room connected to it. However, when he saw the scene in front of him, Jiang Kexin felt that it would be better not to look. If he wanted to continue moving forward, he had to have a firm belief, because the smell in the room was really unbearable. The first thing that hit his nose was a pungent stench and a rotten smell, as if it was emitted by rotten fish and shrimp that had not been cleaned for hundreds of years. The smell was disgusting, and it choked Jiang Kexin to cough several times, and he was almost unwilling to take another step forward. It felt like an invisible force was preventing him from going deeper, but he still heard a faint and strange sound.
However, the sound was fleeting. Jiang Kexin looked outside again and saw that the sky was beginning to brighten. After some thought, he decided to return and continue exploring during the day. After all, it seemed that the fire was not caused by Hansen. His premonition also made him turn back.
At the same time, his dice were triggered again.
Jiang Kexin's Listening Test: 1d100 = 52/20. "Failed." Go back...
Jiang Kexin realized that continuing to listen was unlikely to yield any useful information, so he decided to return the way he had come. His footsteps echoed in the passage until he completely disappeared into the darkness.
Shortly after Jiang Kexin left, the sound paused, as if interrupted by some activity. But soon, the sound began again, accompanied by a strange humming.
"Wow, you are a little pig, piggy pig, piggy pig..." A distorted figure appeared particularly slender in the dim light, his head tilted unnaturally, his hands wearing white gloves, seemed busy with something.
If Jiang Kexin was here and looked down, he would see Hansen. The Hansen he had been looking for was lying on the table with his eyes open. The pair of hands in white gloves were constantly stroking and digging in Hansen's lower body. He hummed a song and waved his hands artistically, as if he was making a fine work of art.
There were traces of fighting all around, which looked very intense, and the principal's skin was lying on the ground. The short principal looked limp after his flesh was torn apart.
In the dim light, the hand continued to move...
At the same time, the barrage.
I really don't understand who Jiang Kexin is. He always seems calm and composed, and every move he makes is carefully planned. Logically, someone as outstanding as him should be prominently listed on the rankings, but his name is nowhere to be found, which makes me doubt the credibility of the rankings.
[Plus one, I've always wanted to see this guy die, but now it seems like he's definitely not going to die. Why do I feel like he can still live? He's alert and plays dumb. He might act amiable during the day, but at night he can keenly detect abnormalities. This kind of intelligence is truly chilling.]
[How are the other players? I'm curious about who they are. I hope it's not this Hansen. If it is, that would be hilarious. Hahaha. Jiang Kexin saw through his disguise and still treated him like a fool.]
[I feel like something's wrong up ahead. If Jiang Kexin looks forward, she might see something bad...]
And the live broadcast room of Shengwei Competition.
How on earth did Lihatten raise such a terrifying child? This child appears to be just an idealistic teenager during the day, but at night he becomes elusive, as if he has disappeared from the face of the earth. He takes us, the Chosen One, for fools. If we, the Chosen One, hadn't been awake at night and taken a look, we would have been fooled.
Is there a possibility? That's not idealization, it's preparation for a crime. Didn't you notice that when Hansen and Mr. Jiang said goodbye, they weren't together for a while. When they returned, Hansen brought new rules. Didn't you sense something was wrong? I do. I hope everything goes smoothly for our Chosen One. These dungeons are more threatening than the last, and even the children are acting like villains... I don't know what the dungeons are trying to tell us.
[Tell us that foreign countries are all chaos hahahaha]
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