Yu Zhiyan's death did not cause much sensation, but Shen Feiwan felt a little panicked.
She came to the director's office and stood at the door, hesitating.
“Crack—”
The door opened.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. The sky was gloomy and dim, as if it were just a black and white world, from which came a man's malicious voice.
"Enter."
Shen Feiwan bravely walked in. The man was sitting upright, his face already covered with black lines.
"Director, Yu Zhiyan is dead..." She was extremely panicked, always feeling that something bad was going to happen. "Do you think... could it be Jiang Qiao who did it?"
"Has she found out about us?"
Li Xifan twisted his neck and made a crackling sound. "Impossible! I've already given you the things. I believe... you can handle this matter well."
Li Xifan originally wanted to do it himself, but Jiang Qiao put too much pressure on him. Even though he was stronger now, he subconsciously trembled every time he saw her.
In his first reincarnation, Jiang Qiao, who had become a fierce ghost, killed him. It was truly horrible. Qingteng No. 1 Middle School has since become a ghost school...
Shen Feiwan thought of the rusty knife, and his breathing became steady. "I understand."
——
Yu Zhiyan's body has been dealt with and the lecture hall has returned to its original appearance.
In the evening, the party began.
When Jiang Qiao and Wen Yu arrived, Shi Chuan had already occupied three seats in the last row.
Normally, parties held by high schools are always lively and exciting, but today the lecture hall was full of people, but it was still very quiet, with only the sound of music playing on the stage.
Jiang Qiao stood up and looked at the first row. The seat of the dean of studies was still empty because Li Xifan was not there.
She thought Li Xifan would definitely come, but now it seems she was wrong. She wondered if the two faceless ghosts went to find him last night.
Wish him "good luck".
At the same time, Jiang Qiao felt a malicious gaze falling on him.
She looked to the side and could only see the cold and hard profiles of her classmates.
However, Jiang Qiao paused when he looked at Shen Feiwan's back.
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Jiang Qiao's expression was cold: [I knew the party wouldn't be that simple.]
Shi Chuan bought some snacks and tore up Jiang Qiao's favorite cucumber-flavored potato chips for her.
Jiang Qiao took it calmly, "Thank you."
There is a play being performed on the stage now, the famous "Romeo and Juliet", but not many people are paying attention to it.
Especially Shen Feiwan, who could look back at Jiang Qiao five times in ten minutes.
Jiang Qiao: Big sister, could you be more obvious? d(^_^o) Your determination to kill me is too obvious to words...
There was only light on the stage in the lecture hall, and the shadows of people were swaying with the light, which was very uncomfortable to watch.
“Pah—”
Something dripped onto the bag of potato chips.
"Jiang Qiao, what's wrong with you?" Shi Chuan asked.
Jiang Qiao looked at him with confused eyes, "What's wrong?"
"You have a nosebleed."
Jiang Qiao touched his nose and it was sticky, it was indeed blood.
Wen Yu had been watching the people around him. He was very sensitive to other people's malice. Now, here, he felt that the three of them were surrounded by malice...
At some point, the stage play ended, and all the students in the audience turned around to look at them, with dark circles in their eyes.
Jiang Qiao felt something was wrong, and she looked suddenly towards a certain place.
It turned out that Shen Feiwan's seat was empty.
Jiang Qiao felt a chill running up his back.
"Jiang Qiao, go to hell! You deserve to pay with your life!" Shen Feiwan suddenly appeared from the back and thrust a rusty knife straight into Jiang Qiao's neck.
Just one glance, and Jiang Qiao's fear of the knife made her stop moving, her lips trembling slightly.
Wen Yu was much more sober at this moment, and the black energy on his body wrapped around Shen Feiwan's arm. Shi Chuan stood up and took the knife from her hand.
Jiang Qiao looked at the knife, and countless memories flooded into his mind.
"Jiang Qiao, come here! Come on, use the knife to cut your arm, and I'll let you go, hahahaha!"
"Look, isn't she stupid? She actually scratched her arm, hahaha!"
"Jiang Qiao, this is ridiculous, how could I really let you go!"
This was Shen Feiwan's voice, sharp and sarcastic.
"Fei Wan, she listens to you like a dog, hahaha!"
"Hey, Jiang Qiao, kneel down and beg me!"
“…”
This was Ye Qingqing's voice, filled with contempt.
"Don't hit me! No! Please!"
"Why? Why are you doing this to me!?"
This was the original owner's voice, shrill and piercing, as if the last straw had broken.
"You're talking about Jiang Qiao. I remember her. She was a repeater who didn't like studying. Her death was an accident. It was quite pitiful."
"We are also surprised and saddened by what happened in the school."
"Yes, compensation has been paid, and our school will strengthen supervision."
“…”
This is the voice of the dean of studies.
"Oh, this kid is really causing us trouble. He's so busy at work, and yet he still has to come to school."
"What? That damn girl Jiang Qiao jumped off the building!"
"Do you think it's easy for us to raise her with all our hard work? She even has a younger brother!"
"How much compensation!"
“…”
This is the voice of Jiang's father and mother.
"Do you know? Someone died in school. It was a girl named Jiang Qiao..."
"How did he die?"
"I heard he jumped off the building due to stress from studying!"
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