I, Godzilla, the villain of Ultraman world

Chapter 200

"Some additional clues have been found. Yingchu's death may not be simple and needs to be investigated again." Yang Xiaoye said.

"That's it." The female teacher nodded, "Then wait for me, I'll pack up my things, and after I'm done, I'll take you to the utility room."

"Okay." Yang Xiaoye nodded.

The female teacher put the ceiling fan in the corner and was going to explain the situation to the dean tomorrow.

Then she came to her desk, packed her things, carried her bag, and came to Yang Xiaoye, "Let's go."

Yang Xiaoye nodded.

Then he followed the female teacher out of the office.

And then out of the teaching building.

Walking on a forest path.

Slowly, it is far away from the teaching building, a bit like entering a deep mountain, there are not many people around, and occasionally the cool evening wind blows, rustling the leaves, which looks a bit gloomy.

"Is the utility room so far away?" Yang Xiaoye asked.

"It's quite far away, it's on the back mountain side, but it's almost there." The female teacher said.

"Why is the utility room built in the back mountain?" Yang Xiaoye was curious.

"This... I don't know either." The female teacher shook her head, "After all, I just came here, and I don't know much about this school."

Yang Xiaoye nodded slightly, and didn't ask any more questions.

After a few minutes.

"Here we are." The female teacher pointed to the front and said.

Yang Xiaoye looked over.

At the end of the road, there is a rather large house, leaning on the cliff, and there are no other buildings around, so this house looks lonely, a bit like an old house in the mountains, and it looks weird.

The female teacher shrank her neck, obviously a little scared.

"You go back first." Yang Xiaoye said to the female teacher.

"I'll leave after I take you in. I'm worried that you are not a teacher of this school, and the administrator of the utility room won't let you in," said the female teacher.

"Alright." Yang Xiaoye nodded.

Then the two walked over and came to the utility room.

When he arrived near the utility room, Yang Xiaoye saw a small brick house next to the door of the utility room, with the sign "Administrator's Rest Room" pasted on the door.

Yang Xiaoye glanced at the door of the utility room again, it was locked.

Access is only possible with a key.

bang bang bang-

The female teacher knocked on the door.

creak.

After a while, the door of the living room was opened.

An old man with white hair and a stooped back stared at the female teacher and Yang Xiaoye.

His face was wrinkled, and his cloudy eyes looked a little gloomy.

"What's the matter?" The old man's voice was low and hoarse.

"Mr. Ito, I'm the Mandarin teacher who teaches the second class of the third year. My name is Sora Ikura. We want to go to the utility room to get some things. Please open the door."

The female teacher said politely.

"Okay, wait." After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the house. After a while, he came out with a bunch of keys, came to the door of the utility room, and unlocked the door.

"Go in, it will be dark soon, remember to come out early." The old man said lightly.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat.

What the old man said seemed to mean something...

But at this time, the old man had already walked tremblingly and returned to the house.

Yang Xiaoye didn't ask any further questions, and walked into the utility room.

The female teacher Soraikura also followed into the utility room.

Yang Xiaoye glanced at it, and saw that there were indeed a lot of sundries inside, including desks and chairs, baseball bats, books, game consoles, mobile phones...etc, everything.

"Where is the light?" Yang Xiaoye asked.

At this time, the sundry room was dimly lit, and some couldn't see clearly.

"Here." Sorokura saw the switch, pressed it a few times, but there was no response, "It seems to be broken."

Yang Xiaoye shook his head slightly, but he didn't care, he could still see clearly in the dark.

"Do you know where Yingchu's things are kept?" Yang Xiaoye asked Sora Ikura.

"know."

Sora Ikura nodded, "Because I brought the things that belonged to Sakurachu and put them here."

Afterwards, according to his memory, Kong Jingcang took Yang Xiaoye to a corner and found a cardboard box.

Inside the cardboard box were the items that Yingchu had left in the office.

Yang Xiaoye took out the cardboard box and took a closer look at the contents. There were water glasses, lipstick, an old notebook, a laptop, and a few pens.

Glasses and lipstick are nothing fancy.

Yang Xiaoye directly picked up the notebook and opened it. The first page of the notebook was written with the teaching content.

Then I turned a few more pages, and it was still the content of the teaching.

Just when Yang Xiaoye was about to put down the notebook, he suddenly turned to the next few pages. When he saw these pages, he even drew a bunch of messy lines with a pen.

These messy lines densely covered the entire page.

It is enough to show how messy Yingchu was when he drew these lines at the beginning!
Yang Xiaoye turned a few more pages, still densely packed with messy lines.

When turning to the last page, there are no more lines.

Instead, several names were written.

There are eight names in total.

The first name is Liuzhu.

The second name, long vine.

The third name is Run Er.

fourth name...

……

Yang Xiaoye didn't know the last few names, but Yang Xiaoye knew the first three names.

The first one is the name of the old lady.

Needless to say the second.

The third is the name of the third person who Yang Xiaoye and Zaotian deduced at the subway station will die.

Could it be that these eight names are a death list?
These eight people will die in order of their names?

Under the eight names, Yang Xiaoye saw one fork after another.

densely packed, all forks

These forks seemed to contain Yingchu's endless anger.

As if representing her will.

It seemed that the death of those eight people had been pronounced!

"This should be written by Yingchu in the office on September 9. How did Yingchu know the names of those eight people?"

"Could it be that Yingchu knew those eight people?"

Yang Xiaoye frowned, feeling that the case had become complicated and confusing.

Then Yang Xiaoye looked at the laptop on the side again.

Turn on the laptop and press the power button.

No response, looks like no power.

"Let's go back to the office to recharge." Sora said.

Yang Xiaoye nodded, then packed all Yingchu's things into a cardboard box, then hugged the cardboard box, went out of the utility room, said something to the old man, and then left.

While locking the door, the old man said, "Can they help you?"

The old head portrait was talking to himself.

But not far behind him, stood a woman in a long red dress.

It was the beginning of Sakura.

After she heard the old man's words, she was silent for a moment, and then dispersed with a movement of her body.

Yang Xiaoye and Sora Ikura returned to the office and plugged in the laptop.

Then turn on the computer again.

Then Yang Xiaoye searched the desktop and found that it was clean and there was nothing wrong with it.

Then, Yang Xiaoye opened the browser again.

Looking at the browser's search history is one of the best ways to get inside a person's heart.

Perhaps from Yingchu's search records or browsing records, the real reason why Yingchu committed suicide and jumped from the building can be found.

"The teacher likes the student, what should I do?"

"What should I do if I always have shameful dreams at night?"

"What should I do if I can't get fat all the time?"

"What if the breasts are too big?"

"..."

Uh, the search records of Ms. Yingchu are a bit...ahem!
It's not a problem.

Take a look at your browsing history.

Yang Xiaoye opened the browsing history, and selected September 9 as the date.

The next moment, his pupils shrank.

He knew why Yingchu committed suicide by jumping off the building!
He can even imagine Yingchu's psychological journey!
……

It was an ordinary night.

She came home from get off work as usual.

As a result, on the subway, I met an old woman who deliberately found fault, saying that she had stepped on her foot.

But she obviously did nothing.

Then, the old woman slapped her.

She explained quickly, but the old woman didn't listen.

Moreover, other people in the carriage also accused her one after another, saying that she should not be bullying the elderly.

She felt aggrieved.

I don't understand what's wrong with this world.

What happened to the old man?
Can old people be unreasonable?

In the end, the old man also robbed her of the money, calling it spiritual compensation.

She was wronged, sitting on the ground, crying with her head in her arms.

But no one came to comfort her.

Finally sat at the terminal.

She got out of the car alone, like a walking dead, and returned home.

She thought about committing suicide.

But she restrained herself.

After a night of sleep, she almost recovered and stopped thinking about what happened yesterday.

As usual.

Came to school.

But after turning on the laptop and surfing the Internet, I found a video circulating on the Internet.

The protagonist of the video content is yourself.

The title of the video clearly reads:

"A certain young woman dared to beat an old man on the subway!"

(End of this chapter)