Chapter 81 The Bloodstained Class Reunion (5)
Lin Chujiu ran in the direction of Xu Sisi's voice and found Xu Sisi standing under a tree below the teaching building.
There was a shadow under the tree, and on the ground beneath the shadow, there was a small bump.
Lin Chujiu suddenly remembered that this was the place where the shadowy figure appeared last night.
Lin Chujiu tried to get a closer look, but Pei Yu, who arrived shortly after, covered her eyes.
Don't look.
His voice was cold, but it gradually softened as he realized he was talking to her.
Lin Chujiu was confused as to why she was told not to look.
"open."
Lin Chujiu said calmly, and brushed Pei Yu's hand away.
Pei Yu's hand remained suspended in mid-air, looking slightly embarrassed.
He lowered his eyes dejectedly.
Does this mean my sister... doesn't want him anymore?
Lin Chujiu took two steps forward to look at the protrusion.
With just one glance, she felt a churning in her stomach.
The deceased was Zhou Ruoruo, the Zhou Ruoruo who was omnipotent in the eyes of everyone and was almost worshipped as a god.
She usually looks glamorous, but now she is buried in the soil, her body turning green.
A few green flies were still perched on it.
Lin Chujiu hadn't noticed it when she was standing far away, but now that she was closer, she immediately smelled an indescribable stench.
The smell was like a mixture of banana and jujube that I accidentally ate when I was a child—it was incredibly foul.
Lin Chujiu knew that it was the smell of a corpse.
The all-powerful Zhou Ruoruo actually died just like that?
Lin Chujiu opened the horror live stream with some disbelief, and found a few related messages amidst a barrage of curses.
Zhou Ruoruo's live stream went black last night.
Moreover, the timing was exactly the same as when Lin Chujiu saw the dark figure.
Lin Chujiu was a little confused. Could that dark figure be Zhou Ruoruo?
Zhou Ruoruo was a top-tier player in the dungeon, so how could she suddenly die, and in such an undignified way?
Lin Chujiu suddenly thought of rule 7.
Rule 7: If you see a hole suddenly appear on flat ground, run!
Pit, soil...
Lin Chujiu connected the two words together, and the more she thought about it, the more creepy it felt.
She looked at Zhou Ruoruo's body again, and said in a heavy tone:
"Zhou Ruoruo probably saw the pit but didn't escape in time, so she was buried in it."
Everyone present was shocked when he said this.
They looked at Zhou Ruoruo's body again, a look of understanding flashing in their eyes.
That's probably true.
Pei Yu, who was standing to the side, saw this scene and his expression darkened.
Something's not right. Something's not right.
How could that cunning woman have died so easily?
Based on his years of experience dealing with her, Zhou Ruoruo was cunning and scheming, and it was impossible for her to die so quickly.
They might be hiding in the shadows right now, ready to strike at anyone who comes out.
Pei Yu suddenly grabbed Lin Chujiu's cold wrist and led her through the deserted campus in the early morning.
You need to eat something.
His voice was low, yet carried an undeniable force.
Lin Chujiu's mind was still filled with the image of Zhou Ruoruo's eerie green corpse in the pit; her stomach churned, and her fingertips trembled.
"Eat your mother..."
Lin Chujiu cursed subconsciously, knowing that even after she left, the stench still lingered in her nose.
Following the method she had seen before, Lin Chujiu jogged to the toilet to take care of herself, but was stopped by Pei Yu as soon as she came out.
As Lin Chujiu walked along the road, she felt a chill run through her body.
It wasn't until Pei Yu pressed her down onto a chair in the cafeteria and placed a cup of warm soy milk in her palm that the warmth slowly seeped into her bones.
“Don’t be afraid,” Pei Yu’s voice was unusually gentle, even a little clumsy, “I’m here.”
This promise, like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, created a barely perceptible ripple in her heart, which was then obscured by a deeper sense of bewilderment.
She knew something was off about this "Pei Yu"—his excessive attention to her—but deep down, she resisted thinking about it too much.
Why does she feel like he's becoming more and more familiar?
Just then, someone walked into the cafeteria.
The man looked tired, but there was a hint of satisfaction in his expression. He bought a meat bun and sat down a short distance away to eat it.
Lin Chujiu recognized him; he was none other than Hong Jiadu, whom she had met just yesterday.
Lin Chujiu and Pei Yu exchanged a glance.
A moment later, Lin Chujiu walked to the table in Hongjiadu and greeted them cheerfully, "Good morning!"
She appears cheerful on the surface, but she is actually quite anxious inside.
After all, someone just died this morning, it would be a lie to say I'm not worried.
Hong Jiadu acted as if nothing had happened, responding to Lin Chujiu, "Good morning!"
Lin Chujiu hesitated for a moment, then finally couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice, seemingly unintentionally:
"Jiadu, have you heard? Zhou Ruoruo, she..."
Hong Jiadu paused for a moment as he bit into the steamed bun, his eyelids lifted slightly, and his expression seemed surprised, but there was no emotion deep in his eyes.
"I've heard about it."
He gave a vague reply, took another bite of the bun, and chewed very slowly, "What a pity."
These words were spoken casually, but Lin Chujiu's heart skipped a beat.
His tone didn't sound like regret; it sounded more like he was talking about something trivial that was finally over.
This reminded her that they were friends, weren't they?
Let alone a friend, even if a stranger died nearby, a normal person wouldn't be able to remain so indifferent, right?
She wanted to ask more questions, but Hongjiadu had already finished his steamed bun in a few bites, dusted off the crumbs on his hands, and stood up:
"Little Jiu, get ready for tonight's activities."
Sometimes it's better not to know than to know.
His words were cryptic, which only deepened Lin Chujiu's suspicions.
Pei Yu walked to her side, his gaze also following Hong Jiadu.
"He's hiding it, and... he's not sad."
Pei Yu narrated calmly.
Zhou Ruoruo's death cast a heavy shadow of calm over the entire day.
The players went their separate ways, trying to uncover more clues about the "class reunion" and "what happened back then" from this seemingly normal Aoyama Middle School, but their efforts yielded little result.
The campus was eerily deserted; apart from these "invitees," there were hardly any other living people to be seen.
Night finally fell, and the cold wind howled through the empty playground.
Lin Chujiu stood in the dormitory assigned to her, her fingers unconsciously digging into the window frame, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest.
The seven o'clock bell seemed like a sword hanging overhead.
The clock tower in the vast campus rang out.
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door!
"Knock knock knock!"
Lin Chujiu was taken aback and observed for a while before opening the door.
Hong Jiadu stood outside the door. He had changed into a slightly neater set of clothes, and the fatigue of the day was replaced by a strange, slightly excited glow.
"Xiao Jiu, hurry up and come out, there's something going on tonight."
He had somehow acquired a rusty shovel in his hand.
The shovel head gleamed with a cold, hard light in the dim corridor.
Lin Chujiu's blood froze almost instantly.
Rule 8: The shovel and spade are his weapons. People who carry them are dangerous, and everyone hates them.
She instinctively took a half step back, her eyes filled with fear.
Hong Jiadu seemed oblivious to her fear, even smiling at her, though the smile appeared somewhat distorted in the shadows.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just showing you around. After all..."
He paused, lowering his voice:
"School at night is quite different from school during the day. I should go back to school and take a look."
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