ID number 019

The sky was getting darker at a faster rate, and it was late at night in a short while, with a bright moon hanging high and a sky full of stars.

There are many footsteps in the silent campus. Everyone scratches the mosquito bag and goes downstairs to the cafeteria to check for clues. The seasons here change so that people are caught off guard. It will be cold and hot for a while, and Iron Man can form a layer Rust, let alone flesh and blood.

A girl in the team was unbearably ill with wind-heat and cold, sore throat and coughing.And Wenqing has a cold and a cold, and is still shivering on a hot day.

Chen Yang could understand what it was like for his teammates to be sick in the mission world. He also had a cold and fever that time on the A3 floor, and he understood that it was a double blow to his body and mind.

Wen Qing's snot seemed to be wiped endlessly. One second wiped it off and the next second, his nose was wiped red, and he was very haggard.

Chen Yang suggested: "Why don't you let Mr. Jin carry you?"

Wen Qing's throat was itchy, he took out a bottle containing melted snow water: "No, I won't let others carry me."

Chen Yang said without hesitation: "Didn't Zhao Yuan carry you on his back?"

Wen Qing's mouth had already opened to the mouth of the bottle, and he stopped as if he was stuck when he heard this.

"Ale..." Wen Qing said slowly, as if the old zombie had woken up, "It seems to be, I forgot if you didn't tell me." He took two sips of snow water, "I remember the school grass is in the locker room I recited it, it was just me and him at the time, he told you."

Chen Yang nodded, and Zhao Yuan complained that Wen Qing wanted him to carry it. He hadn't walked a few steps when he carried it, but the other party struggled to get down again, and the reaction was very abnormal, like a bird whose wings were torn off and its head was trampled on. There was a shrill cry of dying.

At that time, Chen Yang felt that Zhao Yuan's description was too exaggerated, but now he feels that Zhao Yuan accidentally touched Wen Qing's inner world.

Judging from that story, Wen Qing’s adoptive parents and biological parents probably never carried him. That time, he may have acted on a whim to ask Zhao Yuan to carry him. That kind of behavior was like hiding in a shell. Curious about the outside world, the larva plucked up the courage to stretch out its head to have a look. It saw the sunlight for the first time, thought it would hurt itself, and shrank back into its shell desperately in fright.

Chen Yang found a light topic, and said with a smile: "Zhao Yuan is a class grass, not a school grass."

"Every flower is in everyone's eyes. In my opinion, he is the school grass." Wen Qing stopped turning the bottle, and he tilted his head to look at Jin Xiaochang, "Why doesn't Miss Jin speak? Are you thinking about what to eat tomorrow morning?"

"I was wondering which puppy said he would not be carried even if he died." Jin Xiao rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform, revealing his pale forearms, his curly hair on his forehead was messy and fluffy, and his temperament was sexy and loose.

"Oh, why are you so fussy in this world?" Wen Qing scolded, "I just recited it for a short while, no more than five seconds."

Chen Yang glanced at the two of them, touched the tip of his nose, and then speeded up.

"Hey, Brother Yang, wait for us, what are you doing walking so fast." Wen Qing gasped loudly, so weak, he rubbed a bruise on his jaw, and smiled sinisterly.

Seeing Jin Xiao looking over, Wen Qing laughed at him: "Don't say that I can't even subdue an animal, or I will turn my face."

Jin Xiaochang: "Chen Yang watched you get kicked?"

"How can it be?" Wen Qing waved his hand, "He helped me."

"Don't let me go up, saying that I want to act by myself, but I was injured in the end, Qingqing, no matter how many tasks you do, you won't have a long memory." Jin Xiaochang took out his hand that was kept in his pocket, and he flicked something between his fingers into the air, It landed firmly in his palm again, it was a coin.

It's just like a normal coin, but it bears a sad story.

The curvature of Wen Qing's mouth dropped, he only had two coins in total, one was given to Lao Jin a long time ago in order to repay his life-saving grace, and only one was left after that.

Wen Qing at the beach had a premonition that Zhao Yuan would suffer. He thought that such a sunny and innocent boy could walk a little longer, so he secretly put the coins into the other party's pocket.Later, Zhao Yuan saved his life, and Wen Qing asked for the coin back.

The one in Lao Jin's hand is not coming back.Wen Qing sighed: "I'm not even tall, so I don't have a long memory. This time I really underestimated the enemy. Fortunately, I have good neighbors."

Jin Xiaochang: "You will take a knife in the kitchen later."

"Oh, Huo," Wen Qing said seriously, "Brother Jin, this is a youth campus, not a virus doomsday, people with pens but not knives."

Jin Xiao said in a long way: "Which leg he kicked you, you cut off that leg."

hipster:"……"

Mr. Jin, who is particularly obsessive about killing and chopping up corpses, curled his lips: "Cut off two legs, neat."

hipster:"……"

"My weak heart was hurt by a millimeter. I went to my brother Yang and told him that you encouraged and induced me to do bad things." Wen Qing said while wiping his nose.

Jin Xiao looked sideways at Wen Qing: "Didn't you say that he is not a virgin?"

"Isn't it the Holy Mother? He also hates that animal, but he doesn't want me to be bloody for that kind of thing. We are not people who like to hack and kill, unlike you," Wen Qing snorted and narrowed his eyes. Squinting, a weird and evil smile appeared on his face, "You and his partner are the same kind of people."

"How much do you think you know him?" Jin Xiao took a long look at the tall and thin figure not far away.

"I know I'm turning my back to him, and he won't stab me, that's enough." Wen Qing shrugged, "As for a deeper understanding...forget it, Li Mao's desire for dominance is growing day by day, when he comes back It’s definitely a new level, and I don’t dare to mess with it.” He patted Jin Xiao’s long arm, “After this task is over, your impression of Lao Chen will change, I’m someone who has experienced it, trust me.”

After Wen Qing finished speaking, she ran to Chen Yang, sniffed her nose and put her arm on his shoulder: "Why do I feel that you have grown taller?"

"It's grown." Chen Yang was so strangled that he couldn't stand up straight. He was not surprised at all that his height was stretched. Everyone's task started the moment they entered the classroom.

The body has returned to the youth, the timeline is moving, and they are growing.

"You don't seem to grow." Chen Yang looked back at Jin Xiao who was walking behind, and met his blue-green pupils, the old cat demon.

"Don't talk about it. If you talk too much, you will cry. The whole family has never passed [-]." Wen Qing shook the half bottle of snow water in his hand, "Why don't you take milk tablets and give it all to Lao Jin?"

"There were not many brought in." Chen Yang said.

Wen Qing didn't go on, he was afraid that if he continued, his neighbor would think of Li Mao and feel sad and depressed.Falling in lovesickness during missions is no joke, one mistake and there will be no future.

Sensing the gazes of the girls, Wen Qing wiped his nose with a tissue in one hand, and waved to them with the other: "Hi, good evening."

"..."

Yang Xue looked back while walking: "Lin Chengye didn't follow."

Liu Xiaorong was hot all over and light-headed: "Whatever he does, that kind of scum should be chemically castrated."

"What's the cut? What if he is cut and his mind becomes more distorted to retaliate against the society? If you want me to say, the death penalty!" The girl next to her said in disgust.

"It's better to peel Lingchi! Put it in the oil pan!" Someone echoed.

After the mouth addiction, everyone returned to the state of fear. Right now, what they have to think about is survival, survival, and survival. There is nothing more important than this.

Baitang, Zeng Jin, and the Qian family brothers walked together, almost at the tail of the team.

Zeng Jin swayed his legs: "Professor Bai, I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that there are footsteps following us."

Baitang paused: "If you hope it's an illusion, then it's an illusion."

Zeng Jin shuddered, so it wasn't an illusion?Really... He subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Baitang stopped him halfway.

"Walk at the end of the line at night and don't look back." Bai Tang said.

Zeng Jin quickly left him behind and rushed to the front of the team.

"Professor Bai, you thought of him, but he left you behind," Qian Han muttered, "My brother is right, people are selfish."

Baitang's eyes were cold: "It's good that I have a clear conscience, what happens to others is other people's business."

Qian Han pursed his lips, and said with emotion: "Everything that a learned person says has a taste of philosophy." He asked curiously, "Brother, do you have a good relationship with Professor Bai? You are all academic, although each essay is one Li, but Wenli is a family, I think you can become comrades-in-arms.”

The people around him didn't speak, as if they were absent-minded, Qian Han shouted again: "Brother?"

Qian Qin stopped and looked down at him.

Qian Han blinked his round eyes: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Qian Qin touched his younger brother's hair and face, and the bright moon hanging high behind him was covered by dark clouds, and it was dark.

Not long after, Chen Yang and his party sneaked in from the back door of the cafeteria. They did not pry open the door.

Because the door is open.

The stainless steel kitchen utensils gathered into a halo, as if welcoming the arrival of fifteen taskers.Chen Yang found the light switch, hesitantly asked everyone: "I turned on the light."

"Let's go!" Wu Lingling gasped, her best friend's death made her mentally unwell, and every time she took a nap, she dreamed that her best friend said that the cabinet was crowded and asked her to help her.She was very afraid that her best friend would appear suddenly.

Chen Yang turned on the light, and what caught his eye was the clean and tidy kitchen. He looked around and said, "Then let's split up."

"Split your heads?" Some girls couldn't stand it, "Is it okay if you don't split your heads? Isn't it good for everyone to be together?"

"The timeline is jumping," Chen Yang said a well-known message, "Maybe it will be dawn at any time." He looked at the girls who were looking at her with pleading eyes. His rationality overrides everything else except Chaojian, "When the day breaks, the kitchen is full of employees, so we can't check. We can only wait until late at night."

"Speaking of which, I have to remind you that all of us may not be there next night." Chen Yang sighed softly.

The girls are not stupid, they understand that this place is very dangerous, and the more difficult it gets, they no longer try to fish in troubled waters with a fluke mentality, and disperse one by one.

Chen Yang walked to a shelf where storage boxes were placed, and pulled out a storage box to see that it was empty inside, and there was a label with the name of the ingredients on the outside of the box.

Baitang came over and asked, "Mr. Chen, are you working as a lecturer?"

Chen Yang: "?"

"The situation just now could easily lead to chaos and crying. You only said a few words that everyone knew clearly and resolved the situation. What really worked in your words was your patience and sincere attitude of thinking about them. This is Empathy." Baitang looked at him deeply, "You are very good at communication."

Chen Yang had the feeling of being praised by the dean. The dean also had a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection even looking at the floor. He scratched his eyebrows and cleared his cough: "Probably because of getting along with new people."

Baitang smiled lightly: "It's the first time I've done a mission, and I haven't met an old missionary like you who is patient and willing to help newcomers."

Chen Yang watched Baitang leave, thinking that the back of the head of a person with immortal energy would be dusty, and he would tell Xiang Dong about this mission when he got out.

The kitchen is huge, and everyone is looking for things. The location of Wang Yang’s body points here, the smell of oily smoke from the owner of the eye outside the window points here, the newspapers in Wang Juan’s desk pocket and the school papers in the office paper trash basket Internal broken files also point here.

Then there must be important clues here.

Qian Han stood in front of a row of freezers, slowly opened the door of a freezer with his hand, leaned forward to get closer, and said nervously, "Brother, do you think there will be corpses inside?"

Qian Qin opened the door of the cupboard which was slightly open, and a gust of cold air gushed out.

"Ah—" Zeng Jin behind him screamed loudly without even looking at it, "Ahhh!!!"

"Stop screaming, there's no corpse." Qian Han covered his ears and shouted.

Zeng Jin trembled and was still in shock: "No, no, shit, I was scared to death...Fuck shit..."

"Poor classmate Zeng," Wen Qing said sympathetically, "Recite it ten times silently, and you will understand..." He draws out the tone, full of the mystery of suspenseful stories.

Zeng Jin asked uncontrollably, "What?"

Wen Qing smiled: "This world is made up of shit."

Zeng Jin: "..." You are right!

"Hurry up, search other places after searching the kitchen." Chen Yang uncovered the plastic basket containing the ingredients, searched for it, then put it back, walked inside, saw a piece of paper stuck on the wall, and immediately strode over.

It was a duty schedule, and one person would be responsible for the sanitation of the kitchen every day.

"Who has paper and pen?" Chen Yang called to the kitchen.

"I have it!" Yang Xue trotted forward, she quickly opened the backpack, took out a pen and paper from it and handed it to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang copied down the list of all the staff on the duty list.

Yang Xue asked softly, "Is this useful?"

"It depends on whether it is useful or not." Chen Yang returned the ballpoint pen with a white-bearded grandfather sitting on the tip of the pen, and said gently, "Whether it is a big discovery or an insignificant discovery, we must treat it with caution. Sometimes it is the easiest What is overlooked is the answer to the puzzle, and the details matter."

In the second year of high school, Yang Xue's classical temperament made her stand out even more. She bit her bright red lips: "Mr. Chen, can I form a team with you?"

Chen Yang didn't jokingly say "Isn't this a group?" Instead, he said directly: "No." He chuckled, "I have a partner."

"Sure enough..." Yang Xue murmured, she didn't feel much lost, and didn't mention it again.

Chen Yang turned into a dressing room.

The few girls who came in after him all suffered from cabinet phobia and didn't dare to touch it at all. They were very afraid that the cabinet door would open by itself, or that a woman's cry would come from inside the cabinet, and what was even more frightening was their own cry for help! ! !

Usually, they really shouldn't watch ghost movies, but now those scenes will be played automatically in front of their eyes.

Chen Yang touched the cabinets one by one from front to back, and they were all closed.

"Employees lock their lockers before leaving get off work. Even if there are worthless things in them, they are personal privacy." Baitang squatted halfway to check the row of lockers below. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound in the locker room. There was a soft sound.

"Crackling..." Chen Yang opened a cabinet.

The air flowing in the room froze into ice at that second, and the girls all held their breath and did not dare to move.

Chen Yang looked into the cabinet, and he saw that there was a copy of "May Three" and a copy of "Ten Years of College Entrance Examination".

These two reference books were very famous when they were students, and they appeared out of place on this occasion, but Chen Yang had an expected subtlety.

Chen Yang took out two information books, and found that "May Three" contained a Chinese test paper with only a few multiple-choice questions. The class was not written on the paper and the book, only the name was written.

——Chang Chao.

"Chang..." Chen Yang quickly took out the paper in his pocket to verify that there was indeed a person named Chang and Chang Qing on the duty list.

Chen Yang asked Baitang to try all the rest of the cabinets. After Baitang tried it, only the cabinet with the information books in the dressing room was not locked.Obviously a clue.

Inside the open cabinet is a cartoon picture - me and my father.

There is a small house by the river. The little boy is playing in the river happily. He likes the appearance of the water very much, while the adults are watching him with a small fishing net in his hand.

"So, Chang Qing is a canteen employee, and Chang Chao is his son." Qian Han said at the door of the locker room, "They are father and son."

Baitang pointed to another item in the cabinet, a brand-name thermos used by students.

"Wow, what a luxury, a child with a father is like a treasure." Wen Qing tutted.

The items in the cabinet reveal that Chang Qing loves his son Chang Chao very much.As for Chang Chao's class, everyone has the answer in their hearts, but there is still no conclusive evidence.

At present, a lot of clues have been accumulated. Once Chang Chao's class is verified, the background of the mission can basically be deduced.

Chen Yang looked at the Chinese paper, and found that the several multiple-choice questions Chang Chao did were all wrong. He turned the paper over and found a picture on the back. Headless man with multiple flags like "Job", "Income", "RV".

Even without a head, that person still has a sense of despondency and world-weariness.

"Look at this realist school, you are very talented in painting." Wen Qing rarely did not act, and gave a serious evaluation. He shook his head, "It's just that the grades are too bad, and the multiple-choice questions on the paper are so simple that you can't do it .”

"You can be the number one scholar." Qian Han couldn't help but speak for the scumbags.

Wen Qing said, "Who cares about you."

"Also..." Qian Han's head drooped.

Wen Qing glanced at Qian Qin, who was staring at his younger brother in a daze, and he chewed the gum vigorously, blowing out a deflated bubble.

"It's boring." Wen Qing muttered and touched Chen Yang's shoulder.

Chen Yang folded the paper according to the creases, checked the information book several times, and put it back in the cabinet after making sure there were no other clues.

"That Chang...why are his things here?" Liu Xiaorong's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

"Come to his dad after school..." Yang Xue was interrupted by Wu Lingling just halfway through her words.

"Did you smell it?" Wu Lingling's pupils dilated and her lips turned white.

Zeng Jin on the ground got up: "What?"

"Wu Lingling, don't be surprised. If you scare people, you will scare them to death, okay?" Liu Xiaorong trembled.

"It smells of oily smoke," Wu Lingling pulled the wig on her head and trembled, "It smells of oily smoke!"

"What soot..." Liu Xiaorong's voice stopped suddenly, and she also smelled that smell!

The smell of oily smoke came in from the outside, mixed with the smell of steaming vegetables.

Chen Yang rubbed his hand on the cabinet door twice. Usually, employees would take off their work clothes and put them in the cabinet after get off work, and change into their own clothes before leaving. But there was no work clothes in this cabinet.

This shows that the owner of the cabinet, Chang Qing, is busy in the kitchen.Probably making supper for my son who is preparing for exams.

The sound of spatula rubbing against the iron pan came from the direction of the kitchen, and the smell of oily smoke became stronger.

Chen Yang closed the cabinet door: "Go!"

Everyone left the dressing room one after another. They didn't dare to stop or look around when they walked through the kitchen, and ran out all the way.

More than half of the team sat slumped on the ground, collapsed.

"The chef is a ghost!" Wu Lingling stared at the cafeteria with red and swollen eyes, "He killed Du Yu!"

"Keep your voice down." Yang Xue was also a little nervous.

Wu Lingling suppressed sobbing, and the girls comforted her carelessly.

We are not familiar with each other, and we have only known each other for a day, and it is impossible to show our sincerity, which is too unrealistic.Besides, they were terribly frightened, almost mad.

Chen Yang stroked the newly released clues. He planned to go to the class teacher's office to verify Chang Chao's identity. Bai Tang saw his intentions and suggested going with him.

As soon as the two walked three or five steps, the thick night became thinner, and a touch of orange and white appeared on the horizon.

"Dawn." Zeng Jin murmured looking at the sky.

"It's the sun going down." Chen Yang frowned, time skipped by.

"Student Zeng, why can't you tell the difference between sunrise and sunset?" Wen Qing blushed at Zeng Jin's words. He wiped the wet hair off his forehead, and the black birthmark grew a little.

"It's evening, and it's time for evening self-study again." Wen Qing said with a smile, "I wish us good luck."

other people:"……"

Chen Yang's face was a little gloomy, and the timeline jumped to an unknown day's evening self-study, so he would not be able to go to the office during this time period, and before the anxiety and irritability on his face recovered, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Wei holding a stack of homework books Come to him.

"The head teacher asked you to go to his office." Jiang Wei didn't stop when he passed by Chen Yang.

Chen Yang asked: "Now?"

"Yeah." Jiang Wei walked towards the teaching building.

Chen Yang greeted everyone and ran to the head teacher.

The class teacher put back on the blue gown he wore at the beginning of the mission.

Chen Yang speculated that it was the beginning of the second year of high school, and he glanced at the calendar on the desk from the corner of his eye, September 9nd.

"How was your summer vacation?" the head teacher blew on the tea.

Chen Yang showed his white teeth: "Very good."

"Then why have you lost weight?" The head teacher looked at him for a long time, "Like a monkey."

Chen Yang twitched: "I'm not growing."

"I think you came back from work somewhere." The head teacher sarcastically said, "If you're like this, why do you still have wave after wave of little girls thinking about you?"

Chen Yang: "..." Oh, the character design is plump, he sighed, "Go blind."

"You know you are poor!" The homeroom teacher leaned back in the chair holding the teacup, "Second year in high school is a new starting point, you have to tighten your belt and move on, the college entrance examination will be next year, you have to be worthy of the three years .”

Chen Yang responded, and secretly searched the desk with his eyes. He and Baitang have searched here, but they didn't see anything like the class roster registration form. Could it be that he overlooked some place and didn't look carefully?

"buckle"

The homeroom teacher knocked on the table, and he looked at Chen Yang with kind eyes: "One size counts for one size. Your Chinese score at the end of the semester exceeded my expectations, especially the composition, which is worthy of praise."

Not only did Chen Yang's tail not curl up, but it was clamped tightly. It sounded a little bad to him.

"I will talk about the structure of your composition with other students in the evening self-study, and you will also talk about your central idea." The head teacher said.

Chen Yang: "..." That's fine, but can you show me the paper first and let me know what I wrote? ? ?

With the homeroom teacher around, Chen Yang couldn't find a chance to turn over his desk, so he had to put this matter aside and concentrate on evening self-study.

The seats in the class have not changed.The four taskers died, and their deskmates sat at the same table by themselves, and the class teacher did not adjust the seats to make them into two tables.

Chen Yang sat at the table with his legs bent and read a book. From the corner of his eye, he flicked back and forth on Xia Le who was at the same table as Jiang Wei and next door to Zhong Qi, hoping to catch the moment when Xia Le peeked at Jiang Wei.

The head teacher on the podium picked up a stack of papers and said, "Baitang, hand out the papers."

The representative of the Chinese class, Bai Tang, came up to take the papers and put them in the hands of the students one by one. The only sound in the class was his walking, and he breathed a sigh of relief to the extreme.The paper was wet with cold sweat from his palms, and he didn't stop to wipe his hands.

Baitang finished posting soon, and there was no one from Chen Yang.

Chen Yang's paper was under the head teacher's teacup, and he was treated as the only one.

"Look at it first," said the head teacher, "I'll talk about it later." At the end, he said, "Jiang Wei, come out for a while."

Jiang Wei got up and followed the head teacher to leave the classroom. The two of them talked in the corridor outside the door before walking far.

A very ordinary pair of teachers and students, the picture is also ordinary.

Chen Yang withdrew his probing gaze.

The homeroom teacher only asked Jiang Wei to chat for a while and then let him go back to the classroom.

It was sultry and hot at night, and the two electric fans were running, and there was not much cooling.

Wen Qing was lying on the table to sleep, his female deskmate was reading the paper with one hand propped on her head, and the other hand gently brushed her long ponytail.

Lin Chengye in the back leaned his chest against the edge of the table, he deliberately leaned forward and put his face very close, a few strands of hair brushed from the tip of his nose, his face was full of intoxication.

Anyway, when he was discovered, he pretended carefully. Lin Chengye greedily sniffed his nose, trying to inhale all the fragrance from the girl's hair. He could only squint his eyes and search carefully on the girl's back.

After a while, Lin Chengye was overjoyed. He found a few long hairs on the girl's clothes!

As if Lin Chengye found a treasure, he hurriedly collected the hair carefully.Then he put his hair on the book, and rubbed his face against it repeatedly, looking extremely enjoying it.

Baitang at the side saw Lin Chengye's movements, he stopped the pen in his hand, and at the same time, there was an undisguised disgust and anger on his face.

Lin Chengye and Baitang looked at each other, he grinned indifferently, his friendly and harmless appearance became unhateful.

Hit me, you hit me, hit me, you are finished.Now I am doing self-study last night.

Baitang squeezed the gel pen tightly and took several deep breaths before suppressing his emotions.

After a while, Lin Chengye touched a hair in his hand, and felt a little anxious. According to his prediction, the alarm clock of the mobile phone should have rang, but it never rang.

what happened?

Lin Chengye had doubts. He wondered if he hadn't adjusted the time for the bell, but at this moment...

"Bell..." An alarm bell rang suddenly.

It's ringing!Lin Chengye was overjoyed, he looked at Wen Qing's position.

Wen Qing raised his head from the crook of his arms, looking dazed.

Lin Chengye put up his book and hid behind him, laughing silently with his twisted face, he secretly took the phone back from the place where he hid it, in order to carry out a plan.

When he knew that tonight's evening self-study time would not skip, he set the alarm clock and hid the phone in Wen Qing's desk pocket, and it would ring when the time came.

Lin Chengye waited and waited, and finally the wait came.Don't blame him, blame Wen Qing himself.

I've already been released from prison, why don't you let me go!The crime I committed has nothing to do with you!Expose me, okay, I'll let you expose me!Lin Chengye covered his mouth to keep himself from laughing out loud, he took down the book a little, and saw Wen Qing huddled in front of the desk pocket, looking very flustered, with cold sweat breaking out from his head.

The more anxious Wen Qing was, the more relieved Lin Chengye was. He couldn't wait to see the other party die.

Wen Qing seemed to have thought of something, he suddenly turned around, staring at Lin Chengye with unreconciled hatred and despair in his eyes.

Lin Chengye didn't expect Wen Qing to figure things out so quickly, but it's a pity!It's too late, Wen Qing is dead!

The ringtone of the mobile phone has disturbed everyone, even if Wen Qing knows that he did it, it is useless, death will come soon, Wen Qing has no chance.

A gust of wind blew into the classroom, and many people shivered.

The bell is still ringing.

Chen Yang in the front row saw the class teacher walking down from the podium, he also looked back, and everyone else in the class looked...

Lin Chengye froze while covering his mouth and holding back his smile, why are you all looking at me?He looked at Wen Qing dully.

The hatred and despair in Wen Qing's eyes had long since disappeared. He seemed to have just finished a performance and was still immersed in it.

"Retarded." Wen Qing said excitedly, "biu, you're dead."

The homeroom teacher stopped in front of Baitang's desk, staring at Lin Chengye: "If you don't learn, don't delay others!"

Lin Chengye's face turned pale, did the bell come from his own desk pocket? !

Impossible...impossible!impossible!He put his hand into the desk pocket in a nervous breakdown, and the next moment his breathing stopped.

It's a cell phone, really a cell phone!himself!how so? !

The bell had stopped ringing, but Lin Chengye's face was ashen. He and Wen Qing were seated at the front and back tables. If the bell was set to the maximum, it would be hard to tell where it was at first glance. Besides, he was patronizing...

"Bell..." The bell rang again.

Lin Chengye shook violently, he only set the alarm once, after it rang, it was impossible to ring it again!

Fear was like a knife, cutting directly from the top of Lin Chengye's head. He wanted to throw away the phone, but he took it out with a blank mind.

The phone screen was on, and there was a black and white photo of him on it.