My Sister is Fuji

On the way home, Su Mu found a few cats in the corner, meowing with bright eyes, staring at the notebook in Su Mu's arm motionlessly.

But sensitively sensed something and dared not move forward.

Su Mu stared at the cats sharply. The cats were so frightened that they stood up and looked at Su Mu vigilantly.

Su Mu then turned his head and went home with his notebook.

The house was very quiet, Su Mu put the notebook into his schoolbag and lay down on the bed.

In the darkness, Su Mu heard a "squeak" sound, turned over, and saw two fist-sized mice biting the zipper of his schoolbag.

Su Mu walked over on tiptoe, quietly watching the two mice biting the zipper.

One of the two mice stabilized the schoolbag, and the other pulled the zipper pull out with its mouth.

Suddenly, the mouse that stabilized the schoolbag saw Su Mu behind him, froze, and slowly let go of its mouth biting the schoolbag.

The other mouse didn't notice anything, it squeaked twice, turned its head to tell the other mouse to move faster, and bit the zipper vigorously.

Su Mu watched patiently.

The mouse was too scared to move.The other mouse bit it for a long time, finally opened a small hole, and squeaked excitedly. When it looked up and saw Su Mu, the loud "squeak" gradually turned into a weak, head-down, almost inaudible. The squeak of arrival.

The two mice lowered their heads very low, as if in fear, but suddenly jumped down the next second.

It's a pity that Su Mu had already discovered their intentions.Not too dirty, one with each hand, grabbing their backs and lifting them up.

The two mice struggled and writhed violently, screaming in fear and panic, as if begging for mercy from Su Mu.

Su Mu only thought it was interesting, and put it in his hand to observe for a while.Seeing that the two mice were quite honest, he put them on the balcony and didn't do anything to them.

The two mice hesitated, looked at Su Mu with strange eyes, and then quickly ran away.

Su Mu took out the notebook in the schoolbag and borrowed the weak light from the window.Apart from the line "We are all slaves" written in red above, there is no trace of other words.

No matter how Su Mu meditated in his heart, the notebook did not respond.After turning a few more pages, this notebook is really like an ordinary notebook.If Su Mu were to flip through it again, the half of the notebook might really fall apart; with light force, touching the corner of the book, the pages actually melted and turned into snow-white powder.

There was no other way, Su Mu had to put the notebook beside the bed, lay down and fell asleep.

Chapter 61 Cruelty

Chapter 61 Cruelty

The next day, Zhu Juan's body was found in the same classroom where Qiuming died.

Since Qiumen died, the classroom has been abandoned; the door has been boarded up, and the curtains inside have been drawn, so that no one can see the scenery inside.

But just this morning, the broken wooden door tightly sealed with wooden boards was opened.

The wooden board used to seal the wooden door was broken, and it was barely hanging on the wooden door; as long as someone pulled it lightly, the wooden block would easily fall to the ground.

The lock of the wooden door was dented in a large area, surrounded by dents left by being pushed in hard.

But here comes the strange thing.The opened wooden door did not show any signs of damage with "tools".

For those so-called portable tools, there are roughly two ways to destroy and open the wooden door;

One is to pry open the wooden block with a crowbar, then insert it into the crack of the door, and forcefully break open the door lock.

The other is to use a hammer to hit the wooden door lock hard until it breaks the wooden block in half and destroys the fixed lock.

Undoubtedly, the destroyed wooden door of this classroom is closer to the latter.But it's just a simple approach.

Because the traces of destruction are not as violent as hitting the door with a hammer—not to mention the traces left by other tools, but more like a person who put his palm on the lock of the wooden door and pushed the wooden door open easily .

It may be hard to imagine such a crushing sense of relief.

You can try to put a piece of paper in the palm of your hand, and gently poke the paper with your index finger-it's this kind of ease, but when you put it on a solid wooden door, everything looks weird.

Humans simply don't have the power to push away in such an understatement.

After Qiumen's death, there were no valuable objects in the classroom.Even old computers and projectors were removed.

Behind them are tables and chairs piled up like hills; some are old, some are broken, and few are fairly new.The good ones are usually removed, and the old ones are kept here for emergencies.

The curtains on the left and right sides were drawn, and the windows were opened wide.

It turned out that there was a female corpse in the empty center——the corpse of Zhu Juan, bloody and bloody, the skin and flesh were peeled off, and placed on the side not far away, and the complete internal organs could be clearly seen inside; It looks like it has been split in half unevenly, reminiscent of a torn notebook.

The body exuded a rotten smell, and three or four big green flies stayed on the flesh and buzzed.

The first one to find Zhu Juan's body was a classmate in the first year of high school. He vomited it out on the spot and told the teacher immediately.

But he was definitely not the second to see it.

Among them was a student named Lin Si who was in the same class as Su Mu.His body was flabbergasted, his face trembling and he returned to his seat.

"Buzz buzz." A blowfly passed by and landed on his shoulder.

Lin Si shook her shoulders like crazy, uttered a conditioned "ah", and clapped her hands desperately.

"You're crazy!" his tablemate yelled.

Lin Si couldn't restrain his fear, and his stomach acid couldn't help but vomited: "The school is dead!"

"You, where did you see it?" asked the deskmate.

Lin Si's voice was quite loud, and her words attracted the attention of the class.