you are scary

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The two deceased had already proved that Bai Qianwan was not the murderer with actual actions.

It inevitably reminded him of the lie told by Song Nongmo who shared the bed with him this morning.It was clear that the unlucky student who was regarded as the murderer was Bai Qianwan, but Song Nongmo denied it.Why?

"So, you suspect that you are the murderer?"

Although Xiaokang Wang didn't get close to Bai Qianwan and Wan Jiu, his hearing was very sensitive. In addition to Bai Qianwan's previous conversation with the piano teacher and the president of the Supernatural Events Club, about the purpose of Bai Qianwan's trip, Xiaokang Wang I also guessed a lot.

Xiaokang Wang asked: "It's strange, there are still people who suspect that they are the murderer? Did you make up for them before they died?"

"No ah."

It can't be said that it's because he has amnesia and cannibalism, so it's not surprising that he committed the crime.

However, after hearing the news, Bai Qianwan didn't feel relieved. Instead, because of the interviews with two childhood friends one after another, his heart became heavier.

He really forgot too many things, even when chatting with his former friends, he couldn't find a common memory, only silence and silence.Bai Qianwan couldn't even remember what the president's name was.

Wan Jiu said that Bai Qianwan lost himself, and this description seems to be quite accurate.For various reasons, he did lose a part of himself, taken away by lost memories.Sure enough, an old friend knows me better.

At two o'clock, the afternoon class also started, and the music classroom wafted bursts of piano music, presumably Wan Jiu was sitting next to the teacher and learning to play the piano again.Thinking of this, Bai Qianwan looked up, the teaching building was very lively, and the sound of reading was loud. I don't know what the president is doing at the moment, is he also studying?

Before walking into the playground, Xiaokang Wang had already galloped onto the plastic runway like a wild horse, and he could see a naked man with blue skin dancing wildly on the runway from a distance. Extremely low, the students on the playground probably don't have yin and yang eyes, otherwise, if they saw such a weird man running naked beside them, they would probably be so scared that they would cry on the spot.

Bai Qianwan stood in the open space in front of the warehouse.

The east side of the playground is the back door of the school, guarded quietly by security guards, the west side is the school road, the south side is the warehouse and equipment room, and the north side is rows of stepped seats. Because of the wind and sun, the plastic seats are visibly faded Dirty, so students who are free to move in physical education class choose to sit by the flowerbed under the shade of trees to enjoy the shade instead of resting on the seats.

The students are discussing the school's upcoming new teaching building.

"We'll all be graduating when the building is finished."

"Isn't three buildings enough?"

"It seems to be building a gymnasium..."

After meditating for a long time in front of the sports warehouse, Bai Qianwan did not receive the favor of the God of Memory again.My mind was empty, and I couldn't think of anything anymore.Bai Qianwan has a certain understanding of the "Witchcraft Case" because he has already visited the two deceased and a teacher who is closely related to the "Witchcraft Case". In theory, he should strike while the iron is hot and continue to listen to the "Witchcraft Case". The dictation of the insider.It's just that since the murderer is a wizard, there can be no traces of long-distance murder, and the criminal police could not catch the traces of the murderer. Nine years later, it would be difficult for him, a half-hearted psychic, to do anything.The only two survivors who died didn't know who the murderer was, and Bai Qianwan, who experienced it, lost his memory... Song Nongmo once again showed a reluctance to say more.

The phone vibrated.

【Shall we have dinner together tonight? ] Song Nongmo's WeChat.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao ...

[I have an appointment. 】

【? 】

【? 】

After he followed Song Nongmo to send the same question mark, Song Nongmo immediately replied: [Okay. 】

【Wait, I'll ask him if we can have dinner together. 】

Bai Qianwan sent another WeChat message to Song Yumo's boyfriend: 【Shall I take Song Nongmo with me? 】

The little boyfriend replied in seconds: [Meet the parents? ? ? Σ(°△°|||)︴Wait a minute, Brother Bai is also considered a parent hahahaha>////<I won’t be beaten up by my brother-in-law. 】

【No, I will stop it. 】

【so be it!Give Yumo a surprise! 】

Bai Qianwan conveyed the news about her little boyfriend: [Okay, let's have dinner together tonight. 】

【your friend? 】

[Not counting. 】

【? 】

[It's your sister, and your sister's boyfriend. 】

【…】

[The third year of high school is not considered puppy love, don't beat the mandarin ducks. 】

【Won't. 】

【Then I will call you. 】

The four of them made an appointment for dinner, and Bai Qianwan didn't have to make light bulbs alone.

After putting down his phone, he wandered around in front of the sports warehouse for a while, but there was no expected result.He was like a person kneeling down in a temple and praying, restless after receiving no response from God.A few minutes later, Bai Qianwan gave up this idea, left Xiaokang Wang on the playground, and left directly.

It would be great if I could find a teacher who was working nine years ago to find out about the relevant situation. After all, Xiaokang Wang said that he suspected that the murderer might be someone inside the school.But now it is class time, the teachers are all in the classroom or office, and there is no one to be found. On the other hand, he is pretending to be a photographer with a telephoto lens camera and has been spotted by the piano teacher. If a more cautious teacher asks him He doesn't have a press card to prevaricate his identity. It is not clear whether the name "Bai Qianwan" will arouse the disgust of other teachers and get the answer of "no comment".

There are still more than three hours until school is over.

Just leave the school, Bai Qianwan thought, saying goodbye to the middle-aged security guard at the school gate.Taiping Road was a little busier than at noon, and the sequelae of ignoring meals in order to absorb information at noon soon appeared, and Bai Qianwan had to stop in front of a restaurant.The waiter was cleaning the glass with English letter stickers and greeted him with a smile.

A restaurant with very ordinary decoration, the floor is made of white tiles, so bright that it makes people suspect that they will fall at any time while walking.Sitting down on the wooden round chair, the names of various dishes quickly appeared on the electronic menu. It seemed that because of the network failure, the loading of the pages was so slow that it almost made people lose patience. Bai Qianwan casually ordered orange juice on the first page , pasta and cheese toast.

"Wouldn't these be enough to eat?" When the food was served, the waiter said so.

"Do I look like I have a big appetite?"

Bai Qianwan rolled up the noodles with a fork.

"That's not it."

The waiter stood not far away and watched him with a smile.

Upon closer inspection, it seems that he is the only customer in this restaurant, probably because the waiter has a hobby of observing the guests' meals, so it is so crowded.

Xiaokang Wang floated in through the glass angrily, yelling: "You bastard, why didn't you just leave without telling me?"

Bai Qianwan put on the earphones under the attention of the waiter: "You are so annoying."

"Am I annoying? I obviously didn't bother you much today." Xiaokang Wang said, holding his chair, "What are you going to do next? Do you want me to help you find out the news?"

"Need not."

"Then let's chat, it's a sunny winter afternoon, what a perfect place to chat about murder mysteries."

"for example?"

"Aren't you very interested in the 'Witchcraft Case'? Why don't you analyze the murderer's motives? It is known that the dead are all members of the 'Supernatural Events Society'. There are five people in this society. Why did the murderer only kill three of them? How did you choose?"

"I don't know," Bai Qianwan said. "Of the remaining two people, one is confirmed to be good at witchcraft, so he is also regarded as a suspect. I'm not sure about the other one. The three people who died were all just supernatural hobbies." Those who do not have yin and yang eyes do not understand these evil spells."

There are still doubts about Song Nongmo breaking Song Lan's seal in the hotel. Whether he will have witchcraft or when he learned it is uncertain. After all, Bai Qianwan did not see it with his own eyes. Strictly speaking, Song Lan's statement cannot be verified. sex.

Xiaokang Wang said: "Before, some people suspected that it was done by ghosts and gods. The 'Supernatural Events Club' has club activities, such as disco dancing on graves, and it may have collided with some big ghosts."

"It's not impossible."

"Wait, why does this waiter keep looking at you? I suspect he's casting a spell."

"That's not what casting spells does..."

Bai Qianwan laughed, drank half of the orange juice, got up and left.When passing by the waiter, he noticed that the waiter's gaze was still entangled with him.Could it be that the waiter noticed what he said about the murder just now?

Bai Qianwan stopped in front of the waiter: "Is there something wrong?"

"I just think you look familiar," the waiter said. "There is a regular customer who looks very similar to you. He hasn't been here for a long time."

Maybe it's Bai Cheng.

He imagined it disapprovingly, pushed open the door, and the wind chimes above his head rang lightly.

It's a long time before dinner.Out of consideration for the timing of the murder, Bai Qianwan started a horror live broadcast on the side of the road.Because I didn't bring a selfie stick, I could barely hold my phone to take pictures.In the camera, Xiaokang Wang floats in mid-air in a strange posture, his feet are off the ground, his back is slightly hunched, and his hands on his shoulder blades are fluttering like wings.

Xiaokang Wang said: "I'm cosplaying Ruke."

"Who is Rick?" he wondered.

"You haven't seen Death Note? It's a Grim Reaper."

"No, and you're just a ghost."

[Hahahaha, if the blue ghost is Ruke, Bai Qianwan can cosplay Ye Shenyue. 】

[This is in city B, the only way I have to go after school from high school! 】

[There is actually a live broadcast during the day. 】

Bai Qianwan held up his phone: "Can you see it? There's a ghost at the bus booth."

Beside the passers-by whose faces were automatically coded, there was an unrecognizable headless boy.

Some bullet screens said they saw it, while others said they didn't.

Hitting ghosts is a very evil thing. Some human beings clearly do not have yin and yang eyes, but they can see ghosts from time to time. There is no accurate conclusion in the industry. It is said that it is due to factors such as the severity of the horoscope, physical condition, and the environment in which they live. .When Bai Qianwan was broadcasting live inside the haunted house, the audience could basically see the ghosts, but once they got out of the haunted house, they couldn't tell.Is it because the haunted house is more dark?

Bai Qianwan glanced at the bullet screens in the live broadcast room again. It was broad daylight, not the time for ghost lovers, and the bullet screens were sparse.He glanced at Taiping Road, but he didn't see any ghosts. He was about to turn off the live broadcast, when suddenly the gift message bar was swiped.

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

[User [Pikachu] threw a deep-water torpedo]

……

[Pikachu: qwq]

The camera zoomed in, and Bai Qianwan pointed the camera at himself and said, "Pikachu. It's so boring. Is there anything interesting nearby? I want to pass the time."

[Pikachu: How about watching a movie. 】

"Why didn't I think of this?" Bai Qianwan was enlightened.

He turned off the live broadcast and walked towards Taiping Cinema.