When the squeamish bag penetrates the horror live broadcast [Unlimited]

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Qian Ling returned to the classroom.

In the drowsy afternoon, he lay down on the table and started his lunch break,

Two hours later.

The curtains were pulled open, and the light from the window shone into the classroom. Qian Ling struggled to raise her head from her pillowed arms.

His cheeks were covered with red marks, and his eyes were dazed. It was obvious that someone was running ahead and his soul was chasing after him.

Between the end of the lunch break and the formal class, there is 15 minutes of free activity time.

At this moment, everyone didn't react. After a boy got up, he suddenly fell to the ground, clutching his chest and began to twitch continuously, foaming at the mouth.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The girl next to him covered her mouth and screamed. In the next second, the screaming seemed to be forcibly pressed on the pause button, and the girl also fell down clutching her chest.

She knocked over the table when she fell, and the books were scattered on the floor.

Immediately after she fell to the ground, several more people fell down with painful faces.

Other students who were watching screamed and ran away.

"Help!!"

"Woooooo, I don't want to die!"

Those who ran back in a hurry almost knocked down Qianling's desk.

The part of the classroom near the podium is already empty.

Qian Ling froze in place, her head buzzing.

According to the rules of the king's game, the instructions issued by the 'king' are only for two students.

Why would anyone else have an accident?

The person who fell on the ground looked at Qianling in pain, stretched out his hand, trying to grab something in mid-air, and uttered a few syllables with difficulty, "Save, save me..."

Before he finished speaking, he lost his breath.

The symptoms of the rest of the people lying on the ground were similar, their complexions were bright red, and they had difficulty breathing. However, in just over a minute, these people did not move at all.

Qian Ling's pupils constricted.

The accident happened too fast.

Until someone pulled her arm back, Qian Ling turned her head and saw Shen Linchuan.

Shen Linchuan looked serious.

"Get out of here first."

Qian Ling suddenly came back to his senses. Hearing Shen Linchuan's words, he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't use his legs.

"The legs are weak..."

Shen Linchuan glanced at it.

Qian Ling's two legs that were close together were straight and slender, and they were trembling slightly at this time.

"You grabbed me."

Qian Ling hummed in embarrassment, grabbed Shen Linchuan's sleeve, and buried her head in his embrace.

Trying to use such an ostrich-like posture to reduce embarrassment,

Shen Linchuan put his hands on his waist, half hugging and half hugging, and led Qianling out from the back door of the classroom.

"Are you OK?"

After seeing Qianling coming out, Ji Jiayu hurried to him.

After confirming that there were no wounds on Qian Ling's body, he began to notice the ambiguous posture of the two of them.

Ji Jiayu said coldly to Shen Linchuan: "Can you let go?"

Shen Linchuan let go of his hands, and adjusted his black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Qian Ling, who lost his support, almost lost his footing.

Ji Jiayu stretched out his hand to support him, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

Qianling's entire face was bloodless, and her lower lip was bitten with deep marks, full of pity and fragility, as if it would be crushed with a little force.

- woo woo woo baby is so beautiful, I prprpr

—Hey hey... baby hey hey...

——Baby, come and whimper in Mommy’s arms, don’t be afraid or not

——Am I the only one who pays attention to the dungeon plot?With such a long lunch break, how did you achieve the same time in front of everyone and kill people invisible?

——ls, is the plot of the dungeon important?Is it because my wife is not beautiful enough or you don’t like the way she cries?

……

"I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while."

Qian Ling could hear the vibrato in his speech, and he thought his reaction was embarrassing.

At the far end of the corridor, dozens of students were standing or sitting.

Some students sat directly on the ground, grabbed their hair vigorously with their hands, and burst into tears, "I want to go home, I don't go to school anymore..."

More people have fear and bewilderment on their faces.

The fluke of not being selected by the 'King' in the morning was completely shattered at this moment.

Not being named doesn't mean it's safe?

At this time, everyone's mobile phones rang collectively.

The familiar text message prompt, like an invisible big hand pinching the throat of everyone present.

Qian Ling turned on the phone.

[Without the king's permission, how dare the common people withdraw without permission? 】

【This is a lesson for foolish people. 】

Quit without permission?

What does it mean?

"what!"

A girl next to Qian Ling covered her mouth, she dropped her phone to the ground, her eyes widened with horror.

Qian Ling bent down to help her pick up the phone.

When Qian Ling was about to hand it to her, the girl snatched it nervously.

She turned the phone back and forth like a frightened bird, inspected it carefully, and confirmed that the phone was not broken, and her frowning brows relaxed a little.

"Do you know something?"

Qian Ling's words made the rest of the people follow and look in their direction.

The girl nervously holds the phone.

"No, I don't know anything, don't ask me."

Someone first noticed something was wrong, and immediately questioned her words:

"All the classmates sitting around you have accidents. Why are you the only one who is okay? Does this matter have something to do with you?"

"Yeah, how do you explain it?"

The girl was tongue-tied when questioned.

A group of people surrounded her, "Did you do this?"

"It's not me, but I know why they died," the girl said, showing her mobile phone, "We discussed with a few people in the morning, and we originally made an appointment to blacklist the number that sent text messages, but I guess at that time Wrong, the setting was not successful..."

Because of the unresolved fear of her shock, her words were logically confused, and she even cried outright at the end.

The others looked at each other.

Qian Ling took out the tissue she was carrying with her and handed it to her, "You mean, they were punished for wanting to quit the game because they blocked the 'King' number?"

"Yes, I think so."

Everyone fell into silence. The girl accidentally saved her life, but the clues that finally surfaced were disconnected.

Some students were completely overwhelmed.

"You will die if you quit, and you will die if you continue to play. Are we just at the mercy of others?"

"I really don't want to die. I still have a lot of things to do."

This emotion spread like a virus, and everyone present was infected, holding their heads and crouching under the wall of the corridor, their faces pale.

Qian Ling looked back at the classroom.

After hesitating for a few minutes, he turned and walked towards the classroom.

Before stepping into the classroom, a hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"What are you going to do, it's dangerous inside."

Sheng Li took his hand.

He had stood against the wall since the accident, didn't make a sound, and didn't break down like everyone else.

Of course Qianling knew it was dangerous inside.

But he is also aware of a problem, if he, as a player, doesn't take the initiative to find clues on the spot, and wants to find the 'king' %2C by a third-party force in the dungeon, it is nothing short of a dream.

Qianling pulled out her hand.

"Thank you for your concern. I will be careful myself. I want to know what happened to them."

After he walked in, Ji Jiayu and Shen Linchuan followed behind him and walked in together.

Knocked down tables and chairs and scattered books.

The several people lying on the ground in a mess have not moved.

Qian Ling felt as if his legs had been filled with lead, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

Woo woo woo.

He regretted it a little.

If he knew it earlier, he wouldn't be able to show his abilities. Even if he was allowed to come in, he wouldn't be able to find any evidence.

Thinking so dejectedly, Qianling stopped in her tracks.

Ji Jiayu was blocked by him, and turned his head sideways, "Why didn't you leave? You must be scared again."

"No..."

Qian Ling pursed his lips, and slowly moved forward a few steps, reaching the corpse closest to him.

The facial skin of the corpse was cherry red, with dry white foam remaining beside the lips, and the movement of covering the chest was still maintained.

Qianling squatted down.

A faint special smell floated over, definitely not something that can be smelled in daily life.

He frowned, holding back the fear in his heart, propped his hands on the ground, knocked his knees on the ground, and lowered his upper body as much as possible.

This smell is getting stronger and stronger.

Qianling moved her knee up a little more.

The whole person is almost attached to the dead body.

The smell came from the dead man's mouth and nose, bitter, similar to the smell of almonds.

Qian Ling straightened up, and said to Shen Linchuan, "He has a strange smell on him. Would you like to take a look?"

Shen Linchuan put down other people's mobile phones.

"What is the taste."

"Bitter almonds."

Ji Jiayu and Shen Linchuan said in unison: "Potassium cyanide poisoning."

what is that?

Qian Ling was still in a daze, and then he was pulled up by Ji Jiayu behind him, "Stay away, this thing is a highly toxic chemical."

Shen Linchuan explained: "Potassium cyanide is colorless and odorless. Whether it is inhaled or ingested, only a small dose is needed to cause respiratory failure and death within a short time."

Qian Ling shuddered all over, her heart beating wildly.

Shen Linchuan approached, fanned lightly with the palm of his hand, and sent a small part of the smell into the nasal cavity for sniffing.

"Bitter almonds indeed."

He stood up, "You didn't mess around just now, did you?"

Qian Ling immediately shook his head.

He is not as professional as Shen Linchuan, but he is not big enough to touch the dead.

Qianling scanned around, and everyone's death symptoms were basically the same.

"They all died of potassium cyanide poisoning?"

"It's basically certain." Shen Linchuan said.

"He wants to achieve precise death, rule out the possibility of group inhalation, the most likely is accidental ingestion." Ji Jiayu touched his chin, "but how could he poison all these people at the same time?"

"It means that he chose one thing that everyone will do during this time." Shen Linchuan asked Qian Ling. "What do you usually do after your afternoon nap?"

Qian Ling said: "Daze, drink water, go to the toilet."

Drink water?

Shen Linchuan nodded, "The answer is here."

Qian Ling was slightly stunned, and then realized, "Drink water? You mean there is something wrong with the water they drink?"

"Well, I said earlier that potassium cyanide is colorless and tasteless, so even if it is put into water, other people will not touch it, and the deceased himself has no way to distinguish it through taste and appearance."

"What are you doing in there?!"

A sudden voice interrupted the conversation of several people. Standing at the door was a middle-aged male teacher who looked unfamiliar, "It's dangerous inside, come out quickly."