I open a hotel in Thriller World

Chapter 261 Scum!

Hearing this, Qin Che's face froze.

Isn't this digging a hole and jumping by yourself?
"She should be in the art classroom on the seventh floor of the teaching building now, you can go find him." Lin Tian said, and took out another cigarette and started smoking.

Qin Che secretly cursed the old smoker, and then went upstairs.

There was only one classroom on the seventh floor with the lights on. A woman in a black skirt was sitting in the corridor. She was sitting on a small bench at this time, looking at the black fog outside, holding a paintbrush in her hand and painting on the drawing board. draw.

Qin Che walked over without making a sound, just watching quietly.

The drawing board is full of black mist, under the black mist, is the tiny Red Rose Middle School, like a castle of lightning and thunder, shrouded by the black mist.

The woman took a look at Qin Che, pulled her skirt to cover the stockings with a tear on her thigh, and then ignored Qin Che.

After an unknown amount of time, the woman stopped painting, put the brush aside, and looked at Qin Che: "Who are you?"

"Qin Ling, the school doctor."

The woman nodded, she didn't seem to have much interest in Qin Che, she stood up and walked towards the art classroom.

Qin Che looked at the picture scroll with black as the main color, picked up the paintbrush set aside, dipped some red paint, and painted a pair of scarlet eyes in the black mist.

Suddenly, a gloomy atmosphere floated out.

A woman holding a red thermos cup walked out of the classroom, her expression changed: "What are you doing!"

Qin Che smiled slightly: "Don't you think this is better?"

"I don't know if it's good or not, but aren't you being too rude?" The woman's voice was a little sharp, and she didn't even drink the water. She tore off the paper on the drawing board, tore it open, and threw it aside in displeasure .

The pair of eyes on the black mist split into two, staring at Qin Che and the woman as if alive.

"I'm sorry." Qin Che's face was full of apology, "I moved your painting without your consent. As compensation, I will redraw it and return it to you?"

The woman crossed her arms and looked contemptuously: "Can you still draw?"

"I understand a little bit." Qin Che smiled, and then took a new piece of drawing paper from the side, pasted it on the drawing board, then sat on the small bench, picked up a clean pen, and dabbed it. With black paint, start painting.

Soon, a woman under a street lamp suddenly appeared on the scroll.

She was wearing tattered clothes, and her long black hair covered her face, revealing only one pale eye.

Her hands hang down, and her ten fingers are so long that they can almost touch the ground.

Qin Che took a deep breath, put the brush aside, and said, "It's the last step, why don't you come?"

The woman nodded, picked up a paintbrush in a mysterious way, dipped some red paint, and painted it on the pale eye, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her thin body trembled violently, took two steps back, unable to stand still , directly fell to the ground.

Qin Che's drawing skills were not good at all, but it was this strange way of drawing, coupled with the weird characters, that frightened the women beside him quite a bit.

"Are you okay?" Qin Che stretched out his right hand towards her.

The woman trembled, stretched out her right hand and placed it on Qin Che's palm, and Qin Che immediately pulled her up, but her palm seemed to itch, as if she had been touched.

She frowned and said coldly, "Doctor Qin, please respect yourself."

"Huh? I pulled you up, but you let me respect myself?"

Hearing Qin Che's words, coupled with his innocent expression, the woman was so angry that she turned around and was about to go back to the art classroom.

"Wait." Qin Che stopped her.

"Is there anything else you need?" The woman stared at Qin Che.

"Don't you think... the girl in this painting looks familiar?" Qin Che asked.

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

The art teacher who heard the words frowned and walked directly into the art classroom.

Qin Che flipped his palm, and his scarlet tongue suddenly stretched out from his palm, directly wrapped around her body, and pulled her to Qin Che's side.

The art teacher looked at the stinky red shot, and her face turned pale with fright. A miserable scream sounded in the quiet Red Rose Middle School, and Qin Che covered her mouth in fright.

"Shh." Qin Che made a gesture of silence, then brushed off the broken hair on the art teacher's forehead, and said, "You are so beautiful, why are you willing to be Principal Pan's lover?"

The art teacher turned pale with fright, begging Qin Che to let her go.

But Qin Che didn't have this idea, but said: "I'm asking you a question, you have to answer honestly, otherwise..."

The scarlet tongue fluttered aside, and the tip of the tongue kept licking her pale face, making the fragrant art teacher's body covered with the stinky saliva of the glutton.

"Okay." The art teacher trembled all over, and managed to utter this word from his mouth.

"How long have you been with Principal Pan?" Qin Che asked.

Judging from her appearance, she is only in her 30s. In 04, she probably hadn't graduated from university yet, right?
"Two... more than 20 years." The woman replied tremblingly.

Qin Che was taken aback when he heard the words.

For more than 20 years, what a beast Principal Pan has been!
Oh no, Mr. Zhou was funded by Principal Pan to go to college and graduate school, and this art teacher probably did the same.

"Sponsored by Principal Pan?" Qin Che asked again.

"Well, my family is poor and can't afford to go to school. Principal Pan subsidizes me with [-] yuan a month."

"It's not necessary to be so detailed." Qin Che said speechlessly.

Where is this funding?This is nurturing! It started over 20 years ago, when she was in high school?Or junior high school?
Thinking hard.

"Then you should know Pan Tiantian, right?"

Hearing this, the art teacher fell silent, glanced at the scroll next to him, bit his lip, and said after a while: "Yes, I know."

"Where's Pan Niannian?"

"I know."

"How did Pan Niannian die?"

Hearing this, the art teacher fell silent again.

"Speak!" Glutton directly twitched her face with his tongue.

"The weird girl in the cage back then was Pan Niannian." The art teacher burst into tears, "Pan Weimin is a pervert. He made Niannian a dog. If he doesn't obey, he will be locked in the cage and not given food."

"His wife is also mentally ill, and tortured Niannian together with him."

"Nian Nian's temper is very stubborn. The more Pan Weimin tortured her, the more disobedient she became. In the end, Nian Nian bit Pan Weimin. He got angry and locked her in the room behind the dormitory. It’s a dog cage, and I only occasionally go to deliver some food to Nian Nian.”

Qin Che clenched his fists tightly, and before he knew it, Glutton's tongue became even tighter.

"And then...it hurts...it hurts..." the art teacher shouted in a low voice, his face was full of pain.

Hearing the art teacher's wailing, Qin Che let the glutton let go of her.

The woman who had regained her freedom was paralyzed on the ground, with her left hand on the ground and her right hand pressing her chest, breathing heavily.

(End of this chapter)