Wu Dazhi's words sounded like human words, and the expression on his face softened: "Well, I will tell the police what you said, but before the investigation results come out, you'd better not go out and talk nonsense,"
"Teacher, don't worry about this, I am a very strict person," Xue Duoduo said, winking at Wu Dazhi.
You are still strict with your mouth. If you were strict, you wouldn't come to me to report, Wu Dazhi thought to himself, but the color on his face was better than ever before:
"It's getting so late, you should go back and rest quickly. It's such a mess now, so you're not afraid that something will happen to you,"
As Wu Dazhi said this, he struggled with his thoughts in his heart. After a few seconds, he seemed to make up his mind, walked forward to Xue Duoduo, and invited her out.
"Teacher..." Xue Duoduo regained his bitchy spirit, acted like a spoiled brat, and wanted to pester Wu Dazhi.
Who would have thought that as soon as she was pushed out by Wu Dazhi, Wu Dazhi slammed the door shut. Xue Duoduo, who was standing outside the door, took a while to come back to her senses and understand what happened.
It's a pity that she didn't scold him outside the door as Wu Dazhi expected, but just snorted coldly, turned around and left.
The moment Xue Duoduo left, Wu Dazhi suddenly felt that the air around him was a bit colder and filled with gloomy energy.
He secretly screamed, climbed to the window to take a look, and saw that Xue Duoduo had gone downstairs and was walking towards his dormitory. He took all possible measures, but Wu Dazhi still didn't see anything dirty on her body.
But there was no dirty thing following her. Why was there so much yin energy on her body? Wu Dazhi couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it. He was too tired today. If he didn't rest, Liu Ziyi would probably come directly to collect his body tomorrow. .
Dragging his tired body, Wu Dazhi quickly fell asleep, but his sleep was not peaceful, and from time to time he would hear bursts of singing.
It wasn't a lot of songs, but a woman kept repeating a song in his ears, the same song Wu Dazhi had heard before in the auditorium.
Wu Dazhi muttered a spell in confusion, hoping to drive the disturbing voice out of his ears, but he didn't expect it to work at all.
Not only did the singing get louder and louder, he even felt a cold sensation on his neck, and something climbed up his body. Wu Dazhi wanted to open his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, his eyelids seemed to be stained by 502. Same thing, just can't open it.
Just when Wu Dazhi wanted to give up his struggle, his body suddenly felt light, and all the discomfort just now disappeared without a trace.
The sleepiness became more and more intense until dawn, and Wu Dazhi never had any dreams again. If there hadn't been a hurried knock on the door the next day, Wu Dazhi believed that he would have slept until the sun came off work.
"Teacher Wu, Teacher Wu, are you there?" came the urgent voice of a boy outside the door.
Wu Dazhi listened carefully and realized that the owner of the voice belonged to their class monitor. But it was not polite to knock on the teacher's door so early in the morning.
Although Wu Dazhi thought so in his heart, he climbed out of the bed as quickly as possible. He had already determined that the other party was a male, so Wu Dazhi ignored him and put on his underwear to open the door.
"It's called the soul. You, Teacher Wu, and I are here," Wu Dazhi suddenly opened the door and pinched his waist with both hands, almost like a superman.
"Teacher Wu is in serious trouble," said the class monitor, whose face did not show an extra smile because of Wu Dazhi's happy look, but instead looked more anxious.
Wu Dazhi became depressed, something big is not going to happen well, you would say it is a big thing if something is not going well, it is of no use if it is not good enough.
"What's going on?" Wu Dazhi probably felt that his image was too unworthy of his profession as a teacher, so he grabbed the class monitor and asked loudly: "Classmate Yao Mingming, what's going on? Can you please tell me No, it took you such a long time to talk about all the big things,"
"Another death," classmate Yao Mingming said with a sad face as soon as Wu Dazhi finished speaking.
"There is a dead person," Wu Dazhi repeated in disbelief. What the hell is going on? Why should it be so exciting so early in the morning?
"Yes," but what he never expected was that Yao Mingming's next news was even more exciting: "Two people died this time, a man and a woman."
"Ah," Wu Dazhi stood there, unable to move for a minute, wondering whether this was done by a human or a ghost.
He asked angrily in his heart, but no matter who did it, the taste is too strong. Why, killing requires a combination of men and women to kill people.
"He was killed while having sex again," Wu Dazhi came back to his senses and asked carefully in a low voice. This was the final criterion to test the killer's multiple tastes.
"Teacher, what do you mean by sex?" Unexpectedly, classmate Yao Mingming was an innocent virgin, and he didn't understand what Wu Dazhi meant for a while.
Innocence is innocence, but Yao Mingming is not stupid. He soon understood what it meant, and quickly shook his head and explained:
"The girl who died this time was from our department, but the boy was not,"
"The boys are not from our department. Why are you telling me to ask someone to find a teacher from their department?" Wu Dazhi said, pointing at Yao Mingming's head: "You brat, do you think I don't have enough things to do? Still coming to cause trouble,"
"No, Teacher Wu, although that student was from the foreign department, he died at the door of the girls' dormitory building of our department,"
Yao Mingming held his head and looked at Wu Dazhi with great grievance, "You hit me without giving me a chance to explain. Your head is not enough in the first place. What if you break it?"
"What,,"
This news stimulated Wu Dazhi again. Without any time to think about it, he turned around and started to get dressed, washed his face casually, and followed Yao Mingming to the door of the girls' dormitory building without even having time to eat breakfast.
Before he arrived, Wu Dazhi saw a group of people surrounding him, pointing and not knowing what to say.
Liu Ziyi kept looking around, and finally he saw Wu Dazhi running this way in the distance. He suddenly felt a sense of hope in his heart, and regardless of the glorious image of his own people's police, he pushed away the crowd and ran in the direction of Wu Dazhi:
"Brother Dazhi, you're finally here. I'm going to cry my eyes out." Before Wu Dazhi could breathe evenly, Liu Ziyi suddenly patted him on the shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Wu Dazhi rubbed his shoulder, which still hurt a lot.
"The feng shui of your school is too bad. Four people died in just two days. Who dares to go to school here?"
Wu Dazhi was not in a hurry to inquire about today's situation. He still remembered what Xue Duoduo said, and he had to tell Liu Zijing about this first.
"Don't tell me what happened today. Let me tell you something. Yesterday, someone told me that in addition to having a sexual relationship with the deceased man, Wan Fang also had an affair with a boy from another department."
Wu Dazhi said while Liu Ziyi nodded.
"Hey, what do you mean by nodding? This is important news for me. Don't forget to check it out later."