Chapter 82 Haunted High School (16)
Su Yue was thinking as fast as he could, wondering what he had not considered.
My most recent memory is the change in the dean's expression. That was because she saw the deceased. However, she saw the deceased as soon as she entered the door, so there is no such thing as "she drove the students away because she didn't want them to see the corpse."
At that time, Su Yue clearly remembered that she looked down at the dead player, and her expression suddenly changed.
So what did she see?
The wounds? They were indeed horrific, and the body hanged on the piano certainly looked horrific.
No, if it was a wound, it would have been visible the moment they walked in. According to this logic, the Dean's reaction wasn't to the large-scale images like the corpse or the wound, which are immediately visible, but to the smaller things.
The kind of little thing that takes a second look to notice.
When he said this, the first thing that came to Su Yue's mind was the pair of leather shoes.
Su Yue also considered other things, such as the "identity of the deceased", that is, the dean of studies would lose his composure if he recognized this person, but he quickly ruled out this idea.
Because that person is a player, and players do not have special identities in the game that only NPCs have.
Moreover, the dean had already seen this person in the club classroom yesterday. If she was so impressed by this face that she was scared at the first sight of it, she would not have no reaction in the club classroom.
"The deceased's clothing" was also ruled out for this reason. Su Yue had long developed the habit of remembering the images he saw as much as possible.
This player stood up emotionally and cursed Wei Wan yesterday. Su Yue took a few more glances at him and was left with a deep impression.
The clothes the man wore last night were exactly the same as when he died, except for his shoes.
So the problem does lie with the shoes.
Of course, it is not ruled out that there are some points that Su Yue has not noticed, but he doesn't think so. This is just a game of about 4,000 points, and it is still far from the difficulty of the top-level game with a score of 10,000 points.
Now that I think about it, those shoes are a very expensive luxury brand, and Wei Wan is a very rich young master, so there must be a connection between the two.
So Su Yue poked Wei Wan, wanting to draw the logo of the shoes to see if he recognized it. When Wei Wan turned around, he remembered he didn't have a pen, and was about to draw on the ground, but Cang Zhi had already taken out a piece of paper and pen from his schoolbag and handed it to Su Yue.
Su Yue was stunned for a moment, thinking that Cang Zhi had become more and more considerate recently.
He is so considerate that he doesn't even look like a puppet, but it would be even more outrageous to say that the Lord God could be so considerate.
It was so outrageous that Su Yue felt like eating the hotpot next time he and Qi Wujiu had it together.
Su Yue took the pen and paper, roughly drew the shoe logo for Wei Wan, and handed it to him: "Are you familiar with this brand?"
Wei Wan frowned and looked at it again.
Wei Wan thought for a while and said hesitantly, "I should know him, right?"
Su Yue: "..."
Is his drawing skill really that bad?!
.
"This is a very common luxury brand." Wei Wan said in a comforting tone, as if nothing had happened. "It mainly sells small items like shoes, hats, and men's accessories. It's more popular with young people."
"The deceased today was wearing leather shoes of this brand," Su Yue said. "Do you own anything of this brand yourself?"
"I definitely have it, but I have a lot of stuff, so I can't remember it if you put it that way..." Wei Wan paused and asked, "You said that thing was a leather shoe?"
"Um."
Wei Wan was silent for a while, then suddenly frowned quickly, pressed his thumb against his temples, and pressed his other fingers against his forehead, an action he was taking to fight the headache brought on by amnesia.
"I can't remember. My head hurts, but if I force myself to remember, it's like there's a layer of paper stuck there. I can't poke through it, and I can't see anything." Wei Wan whispered, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, don't force yourself." Su Yue comforted Wei Wan.
Wei Wan bit her lip and nodded. It could be felt that he was very upset, but she didn't say much because she didn't want to cause any more trouble.
"We don't want to think about this anymore." Su Yue said, "You should rest first."
If Wei Wan's head hurts when he thinks of those shoes, it actually means that the shoes are indeed related to his memory, which can be regarded as a kind of reverse elimination. However, Wei Wan is thin and petite, and those shoes are obviously not his size.
Is it the same style?
Or, are they someone else's shoes?
Su Yue skipped this question for the time being and considered the next thing.
The most important experience he gained from so many game dungeon experiences is that when you get stuck at a certain point, don't dwell too much on it, because maybe the next point will be connected to it.
The second keyword that Su Yue cares about is [Pen Fairy].
The murderer is the key to the matter. They are here to help Wei Wan regain his memory and to put an end to the murder case.
The presence of [Pen Fairy] in this game is very strong. They joined a spirit-summoning club and there were two activities to summon the Pen Fairy. After both activities, people died, and they were all members of the club, and their deaths were very strange.
The second time summoning the Pen Fairy was much easier than the first time because of Wei Wan's presence.
After killing the man, the murderer made him wear shoes related to Wei Wan.
Does this mean that the murderer is the Pen Fairy?
What is their relationship with Wei Wan?
The problem is here, but there is still no solution. It feels like there is only one known condition missing, but I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try.
Su Yue went back in time and recalled his first meeting with Wei Wan. As he left the dormitory, he heard others discussing Wei Wan. This was the first time he had received any information related to Wei Wan.
That person said Wei Wan was "unlucky", "a little playboy", "very withdrawn", and "should have graduated long ago".
…
Su Yue suddenly slapped the floor with a "bang". Wei Wan, who was resting against the wall, and Cang Zhi, who was diligently standing guard and reviewing awards beside them, were startled and looked over.
There was a look of fearless consideration in Cangzhi's eyes that said, "If you are unhappy, just hit me, don't hit the floor."
Suyue:.
He decided to settle the score with Cang Zhi later.
"Wei Wanyan graduated two years later." Su Yue said, "This year is the last year for graduation, so—"
“What is a delayed graduation?”
"Have I ever been delayed?"
Cang Zhi and Wei Wan asked the question at the same time.
Su Yue: "..."
He silently suppressed the urge to hit someone twice as hard, "Delaying graduation means delaying graduation for a year for some reason. It's not important. You have amnesia, so you forgot about the delay. Just trust me."
Su Yue announced his conclusion: "In short, if we look back two years in the archives, we might be able to find your Goldfinch badge."
Although Wei Wan was confused, he still agreed to Su Yue's suggestion. Cang Zhi would agree no matter what Su Yue said, so they searched the archives of the previous two years in the Honor Room again.
The information about Wei Wan's sophomore year - five years ago - was not where it was supposed to be. Su Yue and the others searched several nearby shelves and finally found the thread-bound volume with the year printed on it. However, after opening it and flipping through it, they still didn't see Wei Wan's name.
"Let's look for one from the previous year." When Su Yue said this, he felt something was wrong. Sure enough, Cang Zhi also proposed the same idea.
"I think there should be another one." Cang Zhi said.
A copy of this year's award-winning records is hidden, but not too deep, like a bait, making people think that finding one copy will solve the problem and let down their guard, thus hiding the second copy in the dark.
A very simple but very practical method.
Since the two people had similar ideas, they continued looking. Wei Wan had no objection. After all, he was just an amnesiac mascot. This time, he turned over all the shelves again, and finally found the booklet under a loose floor tile behind the shelf in the corner.
The booklet's placement in that position basically meant they had found the real owner. It was already late, approaching 12 o'clock, and a new day was about to begin. Su Yue Cangzhi, Wei Wan and the other two sat together behind the bookshelf, quickly looking through the awards in the book. Finally, on a certain light page, they saw the following content:
-Goldfinch Badge
-No.: #001004
-Winning Project: [A blacked-out title]
-Award category: [One vacancy]
-Winner: [a name that was dug out]
-Winner: [a name that was dug out]
Other awards have specific content, but this award is just a short page of paper, simply to prove that the award exists.
The winning project, winning category, winner's name, all the information that could be used to find out about the award were either blacked out or scratched out on this piece of paper.
"Do you remember this?" Su Yue asked. He looked up and saw Wei Wan staring blankly at the old paper, his eyes wide open. The two blank "Winners" were reflected in his dark pupils, and his face was pale.
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"Wei Wan?" Su Yue tried to call his name.
Wei Wan didn't respond, as if she had turned into a stone statue. Instead, outside the honor room, separated by several rows of shelves, the door creaked open.
A cold wind blew in.
Su Yue initially thought it was the teacher NPC, so he asked "Who is that?", then he realized that it was already midnight, no one was talking in the wind, and even breathing could not be heard, but there was a heavy, "ho ho" sound like a bellows being pulled, ringing in the thick night.
The other party didn't speak.
But there seemed to be a faint smell of blood coming over.
Su Yue suddenly realized something was wrong. He didn't stand up at the first moment, but bent down vigilantly.
Looking up through the gap at the bottom of the bookshelf, he could clearly see the bloodstained, grayish-skinned, swollen hand of the visitor standing at the door, as well as the long-handled axe hanging in his hand, which shone with a cold luster.
And the familiar pair of expensive leather shoes stained with blood on his feet.
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