The tall, handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes standing on the stage is a third-year international student in the Department of Economics and Management from the United States. His name is Randall Mike, and he is the vice president of the Bauhinia Garden Drama Club.
Ling Fan looked at the handsome foreign student Mike and asked, "Excuse me, who is responsible for the frying pan in this stage play?"
Mike's body twitched, twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and said, "It's...it's me."
When Hong Feng heard this, his temper immediately burst out, and he said angrily: "It's you?! Didn't you check this oil pan carefully before?!"
Mike hurriedly waved his hand, sweat suddenly appeared on his face, and said anxiously: "No! No! I have checked it. I swear to Holy Christ, I checked this oil pan before the play started, and I even put in the dry ice."
of!"
Ling Fan walked to the oil pan, squatted down, and carefully observed the oil pan. The oil pan was still extremely hot until now. If Mike had checked this oil pan before, then it was certain that someone had put the oil in before the stage play was performed.
The oil in the pot has been replaced. No, someone must have put some chemicals into the oil pot, causing the cold oil to reach the boiling point instantly. But what exactly is it? This makes Ling Fan a little puzzled.
Although his knowledge of chemistry was not bad, he thought for a moment that lime would instantly release heat when put into water. He had not thought about whether the same reaction would occur in oil.
Ling Fan thought of this and said to Hong Feng beside him: "Brother Hong, can you send someone to take out the oil from the oil pan and take it back for testing? I suspect there is something in the oil that we can't see."
Hong Feng also thought of this, and he said to the police officer who was collecting evidence next to him: "Xiao Wu, take out some oil from the oil pan, and then immediately take it back to the police station for testing to see what is in it.
"A police officer next to him immediately took out a small glass bottle and carefully took the oil from the oil pan.
Ling Fan continued to search and inspect, when suddenly a small brown piece of rag appeared on the ground. The rag was slightly larger than the belly of his thumb. Ling Fan took out a tissue from his pocket and covered it with his hand.
Brown rags asked: "What is this?"
Hong Feng also came over. After looking for a long time, he couldn't see anything, and said: "It should be a rag, I think." Then he turned to Xiao Wu behind him and said: "Xiao Wu, please use this rag as well."
Take it away, take it back and test it with the oil."
"Senior Brother Hong, I'll leave the on-site matters to you. I still have some things to do. I'll be back soon!" Ling Fan handed the rag to Xiao Wu, said a word to Hong Feng, and immediately rushed to the backstage of the stage.
Tian Yu followed closely behind, Hong Feng frowned, and then said to the policeman beside him: "You divide into groups, one group will survey the scene, and the other group will monitor all the people on the stage. Don't let anyone do it casually."
leave."
The backstage of the auditorium stage was a quite spacious room. Ling Fan ran in and kept searching among a pile of strange costumes. Tian Yu stood beside him and looked at him quietly, using the words from time to time.
He scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, fearing that something terrible might suddenly attack Ling Fan.
After rummaging for a long time, Ling Fan finally took out a worn-out pumpkin head. Then he sighed in disappointment, threw the pumpkin head away, and then sat down on the pile of clothes, grabbing his own clothes with both hands.
He kept rubbing his hair, which was already a little messy.
Tian Yu couldn't stand it any longer, so she patted Ling Fan on the shoulder and said, "Hey, what on earth are you doing?!"
Ling Fan stopped ravaging his hair, and then raised his face to look at Tian Yu. Tian Yu couldn't help but sigh, and saw that Ling Fan's eyes turned a little red. It seemed that he must have used his brain too much, so his blood was aroused.
With his head surging, Ling Fan said harshly: "I'm really useless! At that time, I felt that something was about to happen, but I couldn't stop it. I actually watched a living being being killed in front of my eyes.
Burned to death, I could have saved him! I'm so useless!" As he said that, Ling Fan punched himself hard. He really regretted it. Indeed, when he first saw the man who suddenly appeared in
When the strange pumpkin monster appeared in the middle of the stage, his sixth sense predicted an ominous feeling, but he ignored it. Thinking of the man who was thrown into the boiling oil pot and screamed and struggled miserably, Ling Fan wanted to beat him.
Kill yourself.
"Ling Fan, you can't do this. I can't blame you. If you really want to say this, then all of us are guilty because we all witnessed his death without reaching out to help." Tian Yu knelt down and looked at
He looked at Ling Fan, biting his thin lips and said.
Ling Fan shook his head and said: "I can't control other people, but this happened in front of me, and I failed to save him, then he was equivalent to being killed by me. I absolutely cannot forgive myself, let alone forgive me."
That terrible murderer!" Ling Fan bit his lower lip severely, and then stood up with a cry. He helped Tian Yu up, looked into Tian Yu's beautiful eyes, and said: "Tian Yu, I suddenly have something.
I have an ominous premonition, so you must never leave me. I don’t want you to be kidnapped like last time. I really don’t want you to.”
Tian Yu looked at Ling Fan, blinked suddenly, and said with a smile: "I was just deceived by Yu Xiaona last time. Who would have thought that she would put sleeping pills in the drink, otherwise I wouldn't have been kidnapped by them?
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"Still laughing!" Ling Tong said fiercely, "Fortunately, that Lan Tianxiong still retains a trace of the humanity of a priest. Otherwise, if he did that to you, I wouldn't just hit the wall and commit suicide!"
"That? What is that?" Tian Yu asked, blinking her big beautiful eyes and flashing her long eyelashes.
"Uh..." Ling Fan snorted, then moved his mouth to Tian Yu's ear and whispered to her what 'that' was. Tian Yu's little face suddenly turned red, and then he punched her.
When it reached Ling Fan's head, Ling Fan was immediately thrown onto the pile of clothes again. There was a big bag on his head, and there seemed to be smoke coming out of it.
"Damn it! What have you been thinking about all day long!" Tian Yu blushed, put her hands on her waist, and scolded, "Nothing serious at all."
Ling Fan climbed up from the pile of clothes with difficulty, touched his head and said a little aggrievedly: "You asked me to tell you, and then you blamed me. I won't tell you anything from now on."
The angry expression on Tian Yu's small face gradually calmed down after hearing these words, and his expression became cold and indifferent again. He snorted coldly and said: "Huh, who knew this is what you said, otherwise I wouldn't listen if you beat me to death."
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At this moment, the backstage door was pushed open, and Xiao Yu ran in. She was immediately shocked when she saw this scene. She pointed at Ling Fan, who was lying on the pile of clothes, with his head bulging, and said in surprise: "Ah, there are so many talents."
I haven’t seen you for a long time, Ling Fan, why have you turned into a gourd baby?"
Ling Fan got up from the pile of clothes with a groan, his face became extremely excited, he performed the Salted Egg Superman's signature impact move, and said: "The thing is like this, I just saw a monster from the Alpha Planet in the background
, so I immediately transformed and fought with the monster. After a narrow escape, I finally beat the monster back to Planet Alpha, and I was slightly injured. That’s how it happened, do you understand?”
"I understand, you've lost your mind! Who do you think is a monster!" Tian Yu punched Ling Fan again, but Ling Fan knew that wet shoes were bound to come from walking by the river, so he lowered his head to avoid Tian Yu.
This punch had not been successful for long, Tian Yu kicked him over, hitting Ling Fan's butt with perfect accuracy, and then there was another boom, Ling Fan fell into the pile of clothes again, splashing
There was a burst of smoke and dust.
Xiao Yu was startled by the action scene between the two. Then she pointed at Ling Fan who was lying motionless on a pile of clothes, looked at Tian Yu and said, "Tian Yu, Ling Fan is not dead, right?"
Tian Yu snorted coldly and said, "The world would be a cleaner place if people like him died..."
"But, I have no choice but to belong to Xiaoqiang. Hehe, I'll beat you to death no matter how hard you beat me." Before Tian Yu finished speaking, Ling Fan jumped out of the pile of clothes and looked at the two of them with a smile: "Even
I've already taken care of the bomb, am I still afraid of Tianyu's kick, hehe."
"By the way, Sister Xiao Yu, what are you doing here?" After Tian Yu was speechless to Ling Fan, she looked at Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu smiled and said: "I'm here to tell you about the deceased. The deceased is an international student from Washington State, USA, and a third-year student in the Department of Economics and Management of Bauhinia Garden. His name is Isbell Jim. Here he is.
In the Taiwanese drama, he plays a criminal who committed theft in the human world. After death, his soul enters hell and is sentenced to the punishment of frying in oil. There is also an important clue, which will definitely surprise people."
"What is that?" Ling Fan asked.
Xiao Yudao: "This international student named Jim is also the president of the drama club, and according to the reports from the club members below, he usually has a very different relationship with the vice president named Mike. Who were they in charge of acting for in the drama a few days ago?
The actors in the film are at loggerheads."
Tian Yu's eyes suddenly flashed and she said, "Could it be that the vice president killed him for this? Once Jim dies, then the position of president of the drama club will belong to Mike."
Xiao Yu also agreed and said: "Tian Yu is right, I doubt it too, and I feel that the eyes of this man named Mike are always flickering, as if he is hiding something from us."
Tian Yu snorted coldly, rubbed his fists, and said: "This is not easy. If he doesn't move, I will beat him until he moves, so that Americans like them can see what Chinese Kung Fu is."
Ling Fan looked at Tian Yu. It was undeniable that what Tian Yu said was not unreasonable, but if it was true, it would be too simple. Moreover, the person in charge of the frying pan was the man named Mike. If he really wanted to
If Jim was to be killed, why not kill Jim in a frying pan instead of using other methods? Doesn't that make the police suspicious of him? This is somewhat unreasonable according to the criminal's criminal psychology, but
It is not ruled out that the man named Mike is extremely confident in his actions. In short, all doubts are now pointed at Mike, but the terrifying pumpkin head and the eerie laughter appear in Ling Fan's mind.