Brisk and melodious piano music came from the vocal room. There were only four students in the huge vocal room. Including Wu Lili who was playing music in front, there were only five people in total. Although the entire vocal room seemed to have brisk music floating out
, but it cannot dilute the invisible cloud hanging over the classroom.
Fang Chao was lying on the desk in the vocal music room. Inadvertently, she saw the envelope she got from the delivery room, and couldn't help but curiously opened the seal of the envelope. She just took a few glances, and her face suddenly changed.
As soon as he changed, he quickly covered the letter paper with a book.
The night is getting dark, and the silvery moonlight shines through the curtains on the ground, printing the prints on the curtains on the ground. The breeze blows, and the black prints sway like real flowers.
But at this moment, there was a person lying on the bed, turning over and over again. The quilt was lifted and covered over his face, and then it was lifted again with a cry. Two black eyes were staring straight at the ceiling: "How is that possible?
...How is this possible... She is so beautiful and kind, how could it be her!"
The person who couldn't sleep late at night was Fang Chao. During the music class, she opened the envelope out of curiosity and knew the contents. It didn't matter. Her heart also jumped like those piano keys. With a snap, Fang Chao
Chao turned on the bedside table lamp, and the dim light immediately filled her bedroom, reflecting on Fang Chao's face that had become so pale. Fang Chao opened the pillow and took out the yellow envelope underneath.
He rubbed his red and swollen eyes and looked at the contents of the envelope carefully again. Yes, the person mentioned on the letter was her, but how could she do such a thing? Her popularity among students
She is so good, everyone likes her so much, as if she is a beautiful and kind big sister, thinking about it, a beautiful and young figure appeared in front of her eyes.
'No!' Fang Chao suddenly patted his head heavily and covered it with his hands tightly: 'No! I can't be fooled by her illusion anymore. I want to find her out. She is so cruel and ruthless. How can we
We are all her students, Xiaoyu, Yingying and Feifei. We all respect, love and like her so much, but how could she be so cruel and cruel and pretend to be so sweet and caring about the students?" I thought.
Here, Fang Chao jumped out of bed, then put his ear against the door. When he saw that his parents were not awakened by him, he came to the landline phone and started clicking on it with his fingers.
The guest bedroom of Mo Qiu's house was dark, but Ling Fan's voice suddenly sounded: "Brother, brother, don't go, don't go, I can't hear what you said, don't go!" Ling Fan stretched out his hand in the darkness.
He moved his hands forward to grab it, but it was empty. With a thud, he fell from the bed to the floor again.
With a snap, one hand turned on the desk lamp in front of the bed. Ling Fan's messy head slowly lifted up. His face was red and he looked uneasy. Drops of sweat flowed down along his hairline. It turned out that he had just
Fang had another nightmare. Ling Fan dreamed that his brother Ling Fan seemed to want to say something to him. He saw that his brother's face was rotting like a zombie, but his lips were moving, as if he wanted to say something to him. Ling Fan listened.
Not sure, he tilted his head forward and listened carefully, but as soon as his head moved forward, he suddenly fell off the bed.
"Damn little bed!" Ling Fan kicked the bed hard, but he forgot that his feet were made of flesh. He was immediately hurt by the foot on the top of the bed. He screamed in pain and sat down.
He fell on the bed, holding his feet and moaning in pain, and at this moment, his cell phone rang.
Ling Fan immediately forgot about the pain. He picked up the phone curiously and looked up at it. It was already past one in the morning. Who could stay awake so late and miss her so much that she wanted to call him? He intuitively thought of it.
Tianyu, however, immediately rejected the call after seeing a series of unfamiliar numbers on the phone. He had no choice but to refuse to answer the call. It was late at night, and it might be that old boy Gu Rufeng who was playing tricks on him. He would not accept this trick.
After refusing to answer the phone, Ling Fan handed it over and threw it aside, lying on the bed with his body in a big shape. Staring at the ceiling, the dream he had just resurfaced immediately. His brother seemed to be in pain, and his face was as scary as a rotting zombie. Just as Ling Fan
When the chaos was enough, his cell phone rang again. With a whistle, he pulled up the quilt and covered his head, but the cell phone was still ringing there.
This Lao Gu is too persistent. He didn't do pranks like this. Ling Fan reached out from the quilt and grabbed the phone. He pressed the connect button and yelled: "What are you doing, Lao Gu, will you let me?"
Asleep?!"
However, there was no Gu Rufeng's typical laughing voice on the other end of the phone. Instead, it was unusually quiet. He was obviously shocked by Ling Fan's high-decibel voice just now. After a long time, a soft and slightly loud voice sounded on the phone.
A trembling female voice: "Yes...I'm sorry, are you Officer Ling?"
'Something's wrong!' The two words suddenly rushed into Ling Fan's head. He quickly kicked off the quilt, sat cross-legged on the bed, carefully held the phone next to his ear, and said clearly: "Yes,
I am Ling Fan, who are you? Do you have anything to do with me?"
"I am Fang Chao, the fat girl in the vocal room of Xingcheng Middle School. I have something important to tell you, the police officer. Tomorrow I am going to find the murderer and expose her disguise!"
The girl's voice seemed a little excited, even excited.
The same feeling, the same words, Ling Fan thought of Huo Yingying, the girl who also smiled confidently at him, but paid for her impulse with a cruel death. No matter what, Ling Fan would never let this girl do the same thing again.
Huo Yingying made the same mistake, and he had to stop her: "Hey, Fang Chao, don't be impulsive. If there's anything we need to discuss together, okay? I don't want you to become the victim of that murderer. Hey, hey, hey, listen.
Did you hear what I said?!" Ling Fan shouted loudly into the microphone of his cell phone, but he saw the call ended on the screen.
"Holy shit!" Ling Fan slammed his phone on the bed. He was no longer sleepy at this time and his mind was blank. What should he do now? Do you want to sleep? Let sleep go to hell! Do you want to wait for dawn?
?! His seconds are almost like years now. If he hesitates for a second, Fang Chao will be in more danger, but he doesn't have any clues. Damn it.
'Check the phone number, yes, yes, yes, just check the phone number!' Ling Fan thought of asking Xin Yan to help him check the user address of the phone number just now, so he dialed Xin Yan's mobile phone, but it kept ringing the message 'Sorry' from a certain communication company.
, the user you dialed has turned off...' Ling Fan felt like vomiting when he heard the English behind it. He quickly turned off the phone and dialed again, but the shutdown prompt still sounded. Damn, turn off the phone at the critical moment!
Even Ling Fan himself didn't realize that he was already walking back and forth on the floor with bare feet at this time, his eyes staring directly at the screen of his mobile phone. He pressed the number to dial back, praying in his heart that his opponent would answer the call.
, but found that the other party had unplugged the phone...
'Don't let anything happen to this little girl!' The words were shouted in Ling Fan's heart over and over again. He flipped through his address book and found Gu Rufeng's number, dialed it, and then Gu Rufeng's number rang out.
Rufeng's unique ringtone was specially customized by him. It sounds like the kind of wild advertisement on the telephone pole. The main content is about who is the best at exorcising ghosts and demons. If you want to find it, look for Gufengxing and the like.
, if it was the normal Ling Fan, he would definitely hang up immediately, but at this moment, he felt that this kind of wild advertising-style ringtone was so pleasant, and he was really afraid that Gu Rufeng would suddenly reach out boringly and give him the same sound.
Hang up.
Just as Ling Fan expected, what he was worried about did not appear. Gu Rufeng actually answered the phone, and his energy seemed to be unusually abundant. Perhaps the old boy thought that business was coming: "Hello, I am Master Gu. I am the most knowledgeable person."
The famous Onmyoji, who can read fortune-telling and feng shui, cast down evil spirits and catch evil ghosts, which one do you want?"
‘Damn, this old boy actually knows how to rhyme!’ Ling Fan couldn’t help but secretly praise Gu Rufeng and said hurriedly: “Old Gu, it’s me, I’m Ling Fan!”
For a long time, there was no sound from the other end of the phone. Ling Fan guessed that Lao Gu must have grabbed the phone and put it all up to his ears without even seeing the phone number clearly. He must have thought that his ears were hallucinating when he heard his own voice at this time.
You should check the number above to make sure it is correct.
"I'm sorry, the user you dialed has turned off the phone!" Suddenly, Gu Rufeng's rough voice sounded from the other end of the phone. Hearing this voice, Ling Fan almost cried without tears, and hurriedly shouted: "Old Gu,
Don’t hang up, I have something to ask you!”
"Bah! I just hung up because I knew you had something to ask me for!" Gu Rufeng shouted on the phone. It seemed that I had to hang up.
"Hey, Lao Gu, have you forgotten that I still hold your scandal in my hands? Have you forgotten about the shovel in Luoyang?!" Ling Fan decided to use this last life-saving straw, and Gu Ru, who he controlled
Feng's only weakness is Luoyang shovel. I believe Gu Rufeng will be scared when he hears the word "Luoyang shovel". Of course, he is afraid that he will publicize his past tomb robbery.
Silence, there was deathly silence on the other end of the phone, but Ling Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as there was silence, there was something to be done, and the more silent this old boy was, the more frustrated he became.
"You're cruel! Tell me, tell me what's going on, don't delay this Onmyoji's sleep!" In the end, Gu Rufeng still couldn't calm down, "But, Mr. Ling, we have made an agreement, only this time, you will definitely
You can no longer use this matter to blackmail this Onmyoji!"