what's in the depths

Looking at the comic strip, Zhu Yuhan could even clearly feel the sharp contraction of his pupils in an instant.

It’s over.

Sure enough, the police station received another call to the police.

Zhou Xiaoran answered the phone with an increasingly anxious tone.

Zhu Yuhan still pinched those illustrations and smiled abruptly, but the smile was extremely bitter.

Falling into such a situation of going through thorns and thorns again, I have no clue at all.

"Team Zhu, another student in Chongwen was found to have committed suicide..." Zhou Xiaoran said regretfully after putting down the phone.

This time, there were not only angry parents asking for an explanation, but also a large number of news media and onlookers, who surrounded the school with three floors and three floors outside.

The name of the deceased was Su Heng, a second-year student at Chongwen Middle School. Although he was in the same dormitory as the previous deceased, Yuan Ming, he was in a different class.

Su Heng was found dead in an abandoned sports equipment warehouse at four o'clock in the afternoon. He had multiple stab wounds all over his body, his left hand was cut off, and he bled to death.

After Chu Rong's preliminary examination of the body, it was confirmed that the student had indeed committed suicide, because all the wounds on the body were in the same direction and in the same depth, and after on-site investigation, except for the footprints of the deceased Su Heng and the physical education teacher who found him, The other footprints are old and blurred footprints.

The physical education teacher said that because he found a broken cushion during physical education class in the afternoon, he planned to go to the waste warehouse to get an old one and use it temporarily. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled a strong smell of blood. Seeing that the student had died at his feet, his body was covered with knife wounds, his left hand was cut off, and there were still several severed fingers in his mouth.

The members of the criminal investigation department were busy collecting evidence at the scene, while Zhu Yuhan and Chu Rong were discussing on the sidelines.

Zhu Yuhan showed those paintings to Chu Rong, compared the structure of the warehouse in the pictures, and found that it was exactly the same as the scene of the crime.

And here, it happens to be a blind spot without a camera.

That night, the school purchased a large number of precision monitoring instruments and installed them in every corner of the campus.

In just two days, two students in the school committed suicide. Many parents asked to transfer schools, saying that they were afraid that their children would be the next one.

As for the cause of the child's suicide, no one knows, and the only one who knows has passed away.

That night, Li, the deputy director, called all the police officers of the police station to hold a meeting on the bizarre suicide case of the Chongwen student. According to Chu Rong's specific calculation of the death time of the deceased, the delivery time was before the incident.

It looks more like it was premeditated.

Are there any gods in this world?Can someone plan ahead one step ahead?

And the "HOLYKING" on the back of these two illustrations indicates something.

holy king.

I always feel that the word "king" seems to appear frequently recently, but I really can't remember where it appears.

But now, the urgent task is to find the middle-aged man and the little girl who sent the courier.

In the end, Lao Li, the deputy director, issued a list to each police officer after he elaborated on the recent serious cases.

And this list is the undercover list that Lao Li decided to deploy police officers into the school to secretly investigate and protect the safety of the students.

Among them, the first name in the first column of the list is Tongsi.

The second is Hawthorne.

The third is Chu Rong.

Zhu Yuhan looked it over carefully, but couldn't find his name.

"Director Li, I've been in charge of this case all along, why don't I come undercover to enter the school?"

"Back then you decided to enter the school to investigate all the students in the art class. They knew you and put you in. Didn't you tell the police all over the world to go undercover in the school?"

Director Li thought to himself that this kid is really talented, no one else wants to take on this kind of drudgery, so he rushed to do it himself.

For example, Hawthorne directly said that he didn't want to go. He went to the police academy because he didn't like to study, and let him go back to be a student.

"It's not all undercover students." Director Li smiled flatteringly.

So, two days later, Chongwen Middle School officially ushered in two new teachers—Mr. Huo and Mr. Chu, who taught physical education and biology.

And then a new classmate transferred from the boys' school——Tong Si.

Anyway, Zhu Yuhan felt very unhappy about being an undercover agent. It was like this every time, and the case he was taking over would definitely be transferred to others in the end.

Those students who were originally affected by the suicide incident and wanted to transfer to another school suddenly had a very tough attitude. No matter how coercive or lured their parents were, they just refused to leave.

The reason is--

"Extraordinary! Our school has transferred a new biology teacher! It is said that he graduated from a medical university with a master's degree. I happened to see it in the office just now."

The girl below glanced impatiently at the yelling boy:

"What's so strange about this? Now that the school is in dire straits, we must spend a lot of money to hire some famous teachers to improve the school's reputation. Tsk... he still teaches biology. I can basically see what he looks like. He must be the symbol of a middle-aged science student. Matching, plaid shirt, bald head, key hanging on the waistband, holding a thermos cup, long live the goji berry ~ this kind."

"Maybe there will be nose hair exposed."

"There are holes in the long johns!"

"Hong Kong feet!"

"Trench coat with sneakers!"

"Hey... they're all our own people, don't open your mouth."

The classroom was noisy, and the girls got together in small groups to discuss last night's silly TV series;

The boys yelled "Bulls vs. Pistons! This is the rhythm of being hanged!"

Immediately afterwards, a pair of legs wearing tailored suit pants stepped into the classroom. The upper body was also in a straight coat and a white shirt. The slightly open collar of the shirt revealed a little fair skin.

The students looked over subconsciously, and before they could see who was coming, their eyes lit up.

After studying for more than ten years, it is rare to see a Qingjun person.

"Hmm... I have never bought a plaid shirt, and my hair is fairly thick. I only have two keys for regular use, and I put them in my pockets. Also, I am a student of Western medicine, and I have always been skeptical about traditional Chinese medicine health products. It advocates that clinical medicine is higher than the experience of traditional Chinese medicine, and there are no holes in long johns, no Hong Kong feet, and no sports shoes."

The man on the podium smiled slightly: "My surname is Chu, and I am a newly transferred biology teacher."

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was full of voices, and the girls exclaimed loudly, covering their faces and yelling, which seemed a little inconceivable:

"Biology teacher! This is really a new biology teacher!"

"Oh my God, I feel so happy. I want to tell my mother that I am going to study art theory instead!"

"Finally not someone else's teacher!"

Even the boys couldn't help sighing below:

"How many ignorant girls will take the path of no return to science..."

Perhaps, this is the charm of Chu Rong. In the 30 years since the establishment of Chongwen School, there has been no one before or since.

Chu Rong taught two of the four art classes, while Hawthorne taught the other two. The two worked together in a division of labor and quietly inquired about the news while teaching.

If you want to mingle with the students, you can't do without the help of your peers.

Therefore, Tong Si came to this high school as a transfer student on the third day.

For Tong Si, this was really a torment.

In addition to facing the endless entanglement of girls, the most important thing is that there are endless homework, endless erasers, and endless punishment.

Chu Rong passed by the corridor in the morning and saw Tong Si standing outside for punishment;

Chu Rong passed by the corridor in the afternoon, and saw Tong Si still standing on his feet with a stack of books on his feet.

"Why were you invited out again this time?"

"Cheating in the exam." Tong Si rolled his eyes, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and turned his head away from looking at him.

"If you are kicked out of the classroom every three days, it will affect the progress of the secret investigation."

Tong Si snorted coldly: "What are you still investigating? I have to pretend to be a high school student. How can I understand any equation quadrant or sodium oxide experiment?"

Just as he was speaking, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, and there stood a chemistry teacher with a dark face inside.

He poked Tong Si's waist with a small teaching rod, and with a look of hatred for iron, he began to complain to Chu Rong:

"Tell me about this classmate Tong Si. It's only been a week since he transferred, and he doesn't remember a class where he didn't sleep. He took a political quiz. He just cheated. After all, no one is perfect, and no one has ever done it. There are disadvantages, but if you take out the biology book and copy it, you are simply rubbing my IQ on the ground!"

When Chu Rong heard this, he smiled.

He patted Tong Si on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Study hard. The final exam is less than a month away. Whether you celebrate the new year with a smile or a cry depends on your performance this month."

After finally getting out of class, Tong Si hurried to the cafeteria with the lunch team. He thought he was fast enough, but as soon as he stepped into the cafeteria, the food was sold out, and there were only some that looked unappetizing.

Childish, he had no choice but to buy a pack of instant noodles from the campus supermarket, and he didn't bother to fetch water, so he gnawed raw, ignored the garbage all the way, and just walked to the dormitory full of complaints.

The dormitory he lived in was a room for six people, and he only had five people, and the two who committed suicide belonged to this dormitory.

There is also an imbecile in the dormitory who usually only smiles foolishly.

The imbecile has an older brother who is said to be a school bully. He lives in the dormitory next door. He often comes over to help his younger brother with his homework. He even has to peel and cut apples by himself before handing them to his younger brother to eat. He looks very pampered.

The people in the dormitory seem quite harmonious, but affected by the recent suicide incident, several roommates often ask for leave to go home.

The bed that Tong Si slept on happened to belong to the deceased Su Heng, and this position was facing that imbecile Fu Yuxing, who didn't know what to do, and Tong Si could see it clearly.

The two of them were the only ones left in the dormitory, Tong Si thought they would be the only ones sleeping tonight, but before the lights were turned off, a person came from the next dormitory.

Fu Yuzhi, Fu Yuxing's own brother.

Fu Yuzhi said that because of the seriousness of the recent suicide incident, he was afraid that his younger brother would not be able to sleep, so he came to sleep with him.

Tong Si didn't think too much about it, he had already suffered from a day's study, and now he only felt his upper and lower eyelids fighting together, and he fell asleep after a while.

A young man in his early twenties already had great physical needs, so he was thrown into a shitty boarding school. The dormitory of the dilapidated school didn't even have a place to charge his batteries, so he could only rely on sex dreams for temporary relief.

The groaning of the girl on the opposite side was in my ears, and the couple were full of beauty.

Tongsi is so beautiful, hugging her sister and kissing Fangze.

I felt something was wrong when I kissed, why is this girl's voice so rough.

In the dream, the sound of heavy breathing continued to intersperse, and Tong Si couldn't even tell whether it was a dream or reality.

If it was a dream, the panting sound would be a little too real.

With a shock, Tong Si suddenly felt his body keep falling, which made him wake up suddenly.

However, the panting sound that I thought would disappear with the dream was still clearly audible.

He was dazed for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

This is the first time Tong Si has been refreshed in the 22 years since his birth.

Not only is it refreshed, but the whole thing has been disassembled and reassembled.

The two men, who are still brothers, do that kind of thing in school, in the dormitory, and with other roommates sleeping.