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Han Fei used master-level acting skills, but some of his words also showed his true feelings. Unfortunately, Gao Cheng's previous impression on Yan Lan was so bad that it will take a long time to change his image.
The two sides confronted each other on the second floor of the hotel. Han Fei had just awakened his greedy personality and was not too afraid of Yan Lan. If he couldn't do it, he ran into the secret building. Yan Lan wanted to protect the students in his class and most likely would not risk his life.
Chase in.
The cold wind blew up the paper money on the ground. Yan Lan glanced up and down at Han Fei, as if she wanted to see through Han Fei's true thoughts. She did not smell lies in Han Fei.
"A lunatic who is greedy for life and afraid of death, so that he can sacrifice the whole building of living people, actually wants to protect his own students?" Yan Lan originally thought that Han Fei was using the students in Class 7 as a bargaining chip. After learning more about it,
She found that this didn't seem to be the case.
"There are still three days until the assessment. I don't need your help. As long as you don't interfere by then." Han Fei was very confident and seemed to have already thought of a way to deal with the school. In fact, he didn't have any plan. If it happened three days later,
If he fails to protect all students, then he may never be able to leave this world, so he must be "confident".
"I'll give you two days. If you don't let me see the changes the day before the assessment starts, I will still take away the survivor spot in your class." Yan Lan did not choose to fight Han Fei in the end.
"Thugs will run rampant within the rules, while lunatics will overturn the card table and create new rules." Han Fei showed a signature warm smile on his face: "Two days are enough for me."
"The school is connected to the Black Building. I don't know where your confidence comes from?" Yan Lan turned around, and the special metal on her back slowly melted: "There are indeed many people in the school who hate the current situation.
There are rules, but most of them will only help the winner, so what are your chances of winning?"
Jumping down from the second floor, Yan Lan quickly disappeared into the darkness.
All kinds of negative emotions flooded into Han Fei's mind, and the whispers of the devil under the abyss also made him uneasy.
Picking up the smashed wooden boards on the ground, Han Fei simply repaired the cubicle. He didn't dare to go back to school and stayed here until dawn.
The city is shrouded in dark clouds that never dissipate, and the sunrise cannot be seen. The daytime hours have also been shortened a lot. Most of the survivors will hide at home and wait until noon to go out.
After a hearty meal, Han Fei walked towards the school. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he found that the atmosphere on campus was not quite right today.
The high wall is entangled with thorns, and two security guards stand next to the iron gate. They are checking all living people entering the campus.
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"What happened?" Han Fei looked extremely ill, so weak that he could not even speak.
"Teacher Gao?" The security guards also knew what happened to Gao Cheng and knew that Gao Cheng was about to die, so they backed away: "Last night, the leader of Class 6, Teacher Xu Hui, was killed. An unknown ghost is suspected to have appeared around the school. It is very likely that
He will possess the teachers and students of the school and sneak into the school."
"The teacher was killed?" Han Fei was very surprised. The school's head teachers were very powerful and it was very difficult to kill them.
Taking a breath of cold air, Han Fei always felt that this incident was related to the thirty students in his class. They just woke up one night, and the teacher in the college was killed. What a coincidence.
"If you have any clues, please inform us immediately. The principal has issued a reward. It is necessary to catch the murderer before the assessment begins so that the semi-annual assessment can proceed smoothly!" After asking Han Fei some information, the security guard let him in.
On campus.
None of them believed that Han Fei had the ability to commit suicide. It was already very difficult for a person with a mental pollution level of thirty-nine to stay awake.
Entering the teaching building, Han Fei was "weakly" climbing the stairs. Teacher Ma Jing wearing glasses suddenly appeared behind Han Fei: "Why are you coming to class now? I almost thought you were killed yesterday."
Ma Jing made a joke that was not funny. He reached out and hooked Han Fei's shoulder: "Director Crow has been looking for you for a long time. Let's go there together."
"What does he want from me?"
"Probably I want to confirm whether you are still alive."
Han Fei and Ma Jing, the leader of Class 3, entered the office. Director Ya was sitting at his desk. There was another person in the room - Yan Lan.
"Are you all here?" Director Ya's face didn't look very good. He threw the documents on the table in front of several teachers: "Xu Hui was killed on his way home last night. The murderer's murder method was extremely cruel and he also destroyed
With all the evidence and clues, he should be a habitual criminal."
"Xu Hui has a research-oriented personality and is good at investigation, thinking, observation and analysis. He likes intellectual games. He has the highest IQ and the sharpest among the eight teachers." Director Ya held his chin in his hands: "Why were the people killed
Could it be him?"
"Does the murderer want to target our school? Kill the smartest person with the intelligent personality first?" Ma Jing also realized the problem. Normally Xu Hui would not be killed so easily unless he encountered something far beyond his imagination.
The unexpected incident left him no time to react.
"There are still two and a half days until the assessment. Every year there are various accidents in the assessment, and teachers are killed not just once or twice." Yan Lan didn't care about Xu Hui's death at all. Except for her own class members, Yan Lan didn't care about Xu Hui's death.
Except for the students, there are few she cares about.
"The murderer seems to know our school very well." Director Crow said pointedly: "You three teachers were not in the school last night. Can you tell me where you three were last night?"
"My apartment was robbed, and all the furniture in the house was destroyed. In my current state, I don't dare to continue living in the school." Han Fei smiled coldly: "I have no ability to kill, and I have no motive to kill.
, on the contrary, it is very likely that I will be killed next.”
Director Ya nodded. He didn't think Han Fei was the murderer either.
"I went out last night to check the assessment route. This was a task assigned by the principal. I didn't have time to run to the other side of the school to kill people." Ma Jing pushed up his glasses and glanced at Yan Lan blankly. That terrifying woman
is the object of his suspicion.
"Yan Lan, what were you doing last night?" Director Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice changed slightly.
"Go out hunting and kill ghosts." Yan Lan's answer was simple.
"Really?" Director Ya opened the file bag, which contained several photos of Xu Hui's body: "Xu Hui was punched through the chest from behind. You are the only one in the school who can do this, Yan Lan."
"If it were me, the first thing he would break would not be his spine, but his ribs." Yan Lan's voice contained no emotion: "I only punch from the front."
"What you said makes sense." Director Ya casually threw the document bag into the trash can: "I brought you here mainly to remind you not to cause trouble again. Now that Xu Hui is dead, his class
I can give you some of the places in other classes, but I hope you know when to stop."
"Understood." Ma Jing bowed his head respectfully.
"You all will stay in school today. The principal should be back in the afternoon. At that time, I will call all the teachers to draw lots and choose the assessment locations for each class." Director Ya motioned for the three of them to leave, but Yan Lan still stood there: "
Is there anything else you need?"
"Xu Hui is dead, then do we still need to draw lots?"
"Of course." Director Ya said very firmly: "Go back to class and cherish your last time together."
The three of them walked out of the office. After Ma Jing left, Han Fei asked Yan Lan in a low voice: "What does drawing lots mean?"
Yan Lan glanced at Han Fei with some doubts, and slowly explained: "The eight classes have different assessment locations. There is a white building, a black building and six red buildings. Basically, the entire class won the white building.
Everyone can survive, but if you win the black building, even the teacher is likely to die inside."
"I heard from Director Crow that these assessment locations are all chosen by the principal?"
"Yes, there is a special connection between the principal and the Black Building. The so-called assessment is actually a transaction." Yan Lan was a little upset. The person who killed Xu Hui was not her, nor was it Han Fei, because they were together last night.
, but besides them, who else would kill the school teacher?
"I see." Han Fei followed Yan Lan with no intention of going back to his class.
"Are you going to follow me all the time?" If it weren't for school, Yan Lan might have punched him. She knew Han Fei was acting, but she couldn't expose him.
"Well... I would like to borrow your courseware to teach my students. Is it convenient?"
Holding a thick stack of information, Han Fei returned to Class 7 with satisfaction. The thirty children didn't have to worry about him at all, and they were all absorbing all the knowledge seriously.
"Today is still self-study. Just pretend that I don't exist." Han Fei put all the materials on the podium: "If you feel that I have affected you, I can also go to the corridor to stay."
There are very few children who are as self-conscious as Class 7, and there are even fewer teachers who are as self-conscious as Han Fei. Teachers and students have reached a special tacit understanding. You can understand many things with just one look without saying much.
"This is information I found from other classes. You need to judge the authenticity of the content yourself. I'll put it here. I hope it can help you."
Han Fei has a very good memory and can read ten lines at a time. He wrote the words "self-study" on the blackboard and then started reading quickly. After flipping through the courseware, he handed it directly to the students in the front row.
The class ended quickly, and Han Fei filled the blackboard with what he thought were the key points.
When the bell rang, Han Fei picked up a small chair and walked off the stage: "Today's class is over, I won't disturb you anymore."
Under the gaze of the students, Han Fei "struggled" to hold the chair and left the Class 7 classroom.
In order not to disturb those children, Han Fei sat alone at the top of the stairs. When the bell rang, he picked up his chair and sneakily ran to the back door of another class to sit down.
Han Fei, who has the ability to appreciate art and is good at observing strangers through facial micro-expressions, wanted to see what other teachers on campus were like.
He was a little embarrassed at first, but then he gradually let himself go, without hiding anything at all, with his face pressed against the back window, just like the dean on inspection.
"This school generally teaches in the right direction. It helps students develop their personality strength and then provides different training for different students."
On the surface, the school is indeed cultivating talents for Xinhu to fight against ghosts.
"Strange, something doesn't feel right..."
"Hey!" The classroom door was opened, and Wang Chuqing, the leader of Class 5, came out with a dark face: "Are you okay?"
"I just want to listen to your lecture." Han Fei picked up the chair behind him and prepared to change to the next classroom.
"Why do you, a teacher, go to the back of other people's classes during class time to listen to the class?" The scars on Wang Chuqing's face became distorted, and his appearance was fierce and terrifying, which did not match his name at all.
"Okay, actually I do want to ask you something." Han Fei lowered his voice: "Do you still have ghost blood there? Please give me a price."
"Do the students in your class know that you are trading their lives?" Wang Chuqing looked down on such people. He had no good impression of Gao Cheng: "I have given you the last bottle of ghost blood. Leave now.
Forget it."
"Then can you tell me, which building did you get those ghost blood from?" Han Fei showed a gloomy smile: "I'm not going to die soon, a madman can do anything."
"The Red Building in Area B4 - Shiwei Pavilion." Wang Chuqing closed the classroom door: "There is more than one resentment there. If you go there now, you are seeking death."
After Teacher Wang warned Han Fei, a system prompt sounded in Han Fei's mind.
"Attention, player number 0000! You have triggered the random mission of the shrine - Blood Feast."
"Blood Banquet: Enter the Food Pavilion, participate in the blood banquet, and survive until the end of the banquet."