Absurd deduction game

When the school bell rang, the atmosphere in Class 4 was particularly weird.

Zhao Yijiu and Qu Nianqing stepped into the class and sat down in their seats. Judging from the state of these two people, Zhao Mou breathed a sigh of relief.

The younger brother seemed to be fine, and Qu Xianqing didn't seem to be affected much.

This is the best result.

The class was as boring and dull as ever, and the ever-present silence oppressed everything in this class. The teacher on the podium seemed to be used to the situation in this class, and he was happy to dig holes for the students. Yu Xing held his chin and looked at it. Happy to see it come to fruition.

If when he first came here, he still thought that even NPCs could find ways to help, now he would not pity anyone in this class at all.

The student whose mouth was sewn has already cut the blood threads, but the blood threads are too thick, and if he were to pull them out rashly, it might hurt him to death, so he came to school with those threads hanging on today, and his mouth became extremely ugly. It's ugly and weird. Combined with the bullying and chaos in this class, it's actually very ironic.

After school at noon, we went to the cafeteria as usual.

The cafeteria was a mission point, so they still occupied the front row and bought the bird's meal. After eating, Yu Xing glanced at Qu Xianqing and Zhao Yijiu.

The three of them stood up at the same time. Zhao Mou and Wen Qinghuai exchanged glances. They sat in their original positions and stared at the red armbands that were constantly patrolling around them. The latter deliberately said in a voice that could be heard by the nearest red armband student: "Derek, I don't know. It’s not that I saw it wrong just now, I seemed to see Elizabeth hiding a small piece of bloody flesh.”

"What? Are you saying she violated the school rules?" Zhao Mou showed his acting skills, his expression was one-third stunned, one-third terrified, and a little worried.

From the corner of his eye, he could see that the student with the red armband was looking directly at them, obviously attracted by their topic.

"No, no, no, it's not that she violated the school rules. I don't dare to think about this kind of thing. Didn't I say that I'm not sure? It's like I just saw it... because she seemed to put her hand in her pocket and put it for a while, There’s just one piece of meat missing from the table.”

Wen Qinghuai spoke softer and quieter. The student with the red armband moved his body and seemed to have the tendency to stand up and walk towards them.

"Oh my god, stop talking. Go back to the dormitory and tell me. There are too many people here, so don't cause trouble for her." Zhao Mou covered Wen Qinghuai's mouth in a show-off.

"Oh, I've heard it. Who are you talking about?" The next voice of the student with the red armband appeared in their ears. He was a black-haired boy who didn't look like he was in the third grade. A little smaller.

Zhao Mou started to pretend to be stupid: "What?"

Wen Qinghuai touched his nose guiltily, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice: "We were just talking about the morning classes, did you hear correctly?"

"Elizabeth." The black-haired student repeated, his eyes numb and aggressive, "Which one is Elizabeth? Tell me, or I will tell the teacher that you are covering up your classmates."

Wen Qinghuai trembled in embarrassment. Zhao Mou grabbed Wen Qinghuai's sleeve from below, but Wen Qinghuai threw him away after a few seconds.

"Yes, it's the tall girl who was at the table with us just now." He bit his nails like a patient suffering from anxiety. "The Falling Bird window offers unlimited drinks today. She went to buy water...I told You, don’t tell the teacher that I’m covering up for her!”

Zhao Mou was so angry that he almost cursed: "Wendt, you really are!"

"Elizabeth." The black-haired boy with the red armband still repeated the word, but his eyes moved away from Wen Qinghuai. He seemed to have thought of something, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The thing is in her pocket, right? ?”

After that, they didn't need to answer, and they walked towards the bird-falling window.

The movement here attracted the attention of other red armbands and students. Ordinary students did not dare to speak, but those red armbands stood up and followed the black-haired boy like vultures that smelled carrion.

To them, catching the violator is their merit and will be rewarded.

Zhao Mou looked at the backs of these people, half-smiling.

…

Yu Xing came to the Falling Bird window. At this time, it was no longer the time to queue up. The food sold at the Falling Bird window had long been robbed, but today they did offer a special drink, which tasted a bit like pear juice. Experienced people and deducers can feel that the drink does not contain any ghost or human ingredients after one sip, but rather seems to be a purely natural thing.

For St. Jonis High School, this is rare.

Therefore, after hearing the comments from classmates who had drank, several students would come over to buy drinks from time to time.

Although there is no limit, the price of drinks is very expensive. Most students have limited living expenses and cannot afford it. Therefore, when Yu Xing came over, several girls had just finished buying and left, so he was naturally the first in line.

"Would you like something to eat?"

In the window is still the female chef I saw on the first day. Her clothes are scantily clad, and every move contains sexual hints that should not appear in middle school. Her bloody lips are raised, perfect and seductive: "There is no more food." , but there is a special drink today, would this classmate want to try it?"

"I want it." Although the classmate Roy played by Yu Xing comes from an ordinary family and does not have enough living expenses, he had no intention of living here for more than a month. Thinking about it like this, the money in his hand seems to have turned into a huge amount. payment.

He put his arms in front of the window and smiled like a dandy: "Sister, give me a drink."

"Wait a moment." The chef lady saw his performance, the smile on her mouth became more ambiguous, and the groove on her chest was deep, but she actually did not make any more extreme move, but turned around to pick up the cup and put it in the cauldron Scoop up the drink and fill it into the cup.

"Miss, I have a question for you." Yu Xing took out the money to settle the bill, took two more ones with larger denominations, and raised them suggestively.

The female chef didn't know whether she could receive tips, so Yu Xing was just showing off her attitude.

"You can ask." She put down the drink glass and looked at Yu Xing.

"Miss, your lipstick is so beautiful. It looks like blood. Was it applied with real blood?" Yu Xing tilted his head.

"If that's what you think, maybe it is." The female chef's eyelashes trembled, she stretched out a finger and tapped her lips, then pointed her fingertip towards him.

As expected, there were bright red blood stains on the fingertips.

"It's so sexy." Yu Xing praised and pushed the money into the window, "The same goes for the nails. This kind of red makes people want to eat it~"

"Thank you for the compliment." The female chef stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, then took the money, including the portion that Yu Xingduo gave.

It was obvious that the female chef's performance was much more flexible than when Yu Xing first saw the chef, and she was no longer as lifeless as a doll.

After these two days of observation, the deducers have determined that the more students buy food, the brighter the female chef's lips will be and her behavior will be more agile.

It was as if the students bought food and she bought souls.

Just as Yu Xing took the drink and was about to leave, a scream suddenly came from the window next to the falling bird window.

Listening to the voice, it was coming from the chef who looked exactly the same and had the same voice in every window.

The expression of the female chef in front of him changed, and she actually showed an excited smile, as if to say——

"Did something happen to her next to her? It's really great."