"If you want to find out what happened specifically, of course you have to understand it from the root." Gao Lin said, walking past them towards the students, "Hello, classmate, do you know which class Xiaolin is in?"
The student who was caught for questioning looked at Gao Lin with numb eyes. For a moment, his eyes suddenly showed a look of fear, and he stayed away.
She dragged her friends who were traveling with her and stayed away from them.
Almost at the same time, everyone around them, centered on them, quickly dispersed as if they were seeing a virus, leaving a large vacuum area.
"What's going on?" Gao Lin was confused.
Yang Qingyue also frowned, "We are just asking a question, why are they so avoidable?"
Song Qiao stood nearby, looking around for a moment, and suddenly caught a girl standing in a remote corner, looking over here.
She turned her gaze away, and the girl immediately noticed it and shrank her head in shock.
"This is normal. After all, all the strange things happened only after Xiaolin's death." Huang Jia said, "It's understandable that they avoid her now."
"Then where should we go to find out now?" Rong Luoyin asked.
"Let's find a way to find her class first." Huang Jia looked around and said.
The group of people continued to walk in. Song Qiao glanced at them, left the group and walked towards the corner. The girl seemed to be aware of Song Qiao's intention and ran away.
There was obviously something wrong with this. Seeing this, Song Qiao quickly caught up.
The girl was obviously more familiar with the school's facilities. She took the path and ran in. Song Qiao didn't dare to stop for fear of losing her, but within a moment, she chased her several hundred meters away.#@$&
She left so suddenly that she didn't have time to say anything to the others. Rong Luoyin turned around and found that no one was behind her. She frowned and said, "Where's Song Qiao? Why did you leave without saying hello to us?"
"There are really no rules." Yang Qingyue also frowned.
When the two said this, Song Qiao's image deteriorated a lot, and everyone in the barrage followed suit.
——[That’s right, we all acted together and didn’t even have the consciousness to say anything to the others.]
——[Who does Song Qiao think he is?]%&(&
——[Some people really think that they can become famous now that they are popular.]
Gao Lin listened and frowned subconsciously. She felt that Song Qiao was not like that kind of person, so she said, "She may have discovered something, but she didn't have time to talk about it."
"If you find something, you can tell us and we can go see it together." Rong Luoyin said, "She is hiding it like this, is she afraid that we will share the credit or something?"
The meaning of her choking was so obvious that Gao Lin's face turned unsightly.
Yang Qingyue secretly cursed the idiot. Even if she wanted to discredit Song Qiao, there was no need to confront Gao Lin directly. "Luoyin is probably worried that something will happen to Song Qiao. It's a matter of urgency. Teacher Gao, don't argue with him."
Gao Lin didn't bother to say more to them and continued walking forward.
At the same time, Song Qiao finally caught up with the girl after chasing for a while. She grabbed her arm and said, "This classmate, I just want to ask you something. Can you give me some time?"
"I don't know anything." The girl seemed frightened. Song Qiao grabbed her wrist and struggled desperately.
But she was younger than Song Qiao, so her strength was no match for her, and she was forced to stay in place. In the end, she had no choice but to break the pot and say, "It's useless even if you hold me, I really don't know."
Song Qiao wasn't in a hurry, just looked at the little girl's blushing face and said softly, "Don't you want Xiaolin's matter to get the justice it deserves?"
With one word, all the struggles calmed down.
The little girl looked at Song Qiao doubtfully, and after a moment, asked tentatively, "Really?"
She looked a little gloomy. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her bangs hung down from her forehead, covering most of her face. When she occasionally raised her eyes, she looked at people through her hair.
Song Qiao's mind and body moved slightly, "Of course, I can promise you."
The little girl obviously hadn't completely let down her guard yet. She stared at Song Qiao for a long time and just said, "Xiaolin didn't commit suicide, she was murdered."
When Song Qiao heard this, he was not too surprised.
She glanced at the small pavilion next to her and asked, "Would you mind following me over there to sit down and talk about the specific situation?"
The little girl obviously didn't have any trust in Song Qiao. After hearing this, she said, "Believe it or not." Then she turned and ran away.
This time, she left quickly like a loach.
Song Qiao stood there and watched for a moment, then turned around and returned the same way.
Huang Jia and others were worried that Song Qiao would not be able to find them when he came back, so they specially left someone waiting. Since Song Qiao and Yang Qingyue had a grudge, it was natural that Gao Lin was left behind.
"Teacher Gao." Song Qiao trotted up to her.
Gao Lin nodded and asked, "Why did you suddenly walk away just now?"
Song Qiao replied, "I just saw a little girl over there and thought it was a bit strange, so I went over to take a look. I'm sorry for not telling you in time."
"It doesn't matter." Gao Lin didn't care about this, "Did you ask anything?"
"Yes." Song Qiao nodded, "She told me that Xiaolin did not commit suicide."
Gao Lin looked stern, "Anything else? Why did she say that?"
Song Qiao shook her head regretfully and said, "I only have time to ask this. No matter how many students are unwilling to tell me, I won't have time to chase after him."
"It doesn't matter, it's good to know this." Gao Lin said, "At least it can provide us with direction for the next investigation. Come on, let's go find them first."
Gao Lin took Song Qiao towards the office.
After Huang Jia's analysis just now, he felt that the fastest way to find out which class Xiaolin was in was to check the roster, so he was heading to the Academic Affairs Office now.
Song Qiao and Gao Lin had just found the place when they heard screams coming from inside.
She trembled subconsciously, stood there and looked forward.
Gao Lin's mind was attracted by the movement inside. She hurried forward, stood at the window and looked in, and found that the four people inside were already in a mess.
Several ghosts, some strong or thin, were holding props and slashing everywhere.
"Can't touch, can't touch the roster..."
They were murmuring the same words one after another, chasing several people in the room and yelling, "Fight back, quickly find something to fight back."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Li Liang's voice fell, "Players are not allowed to attack NPCs. Those who violate the rules will stand still for ten minutes."
"...Li Gouzhi, what difference does it make if you leave us waiting for death?" Huang Jia cursed angrily.
He was scolded and scolded, and he had to run away when he should.
A group of people were scurrying about in various ways, which made Gao Lin extremely happy.
"Isn't it funny to see them like this?" She turned around and pulled Song Qiao over to watch the show.
