The master of metaphysics is solving the case again

"Xi Ming?"

Zhao Jun frowned slightly when he heard the name, and his energetic tone became deeper.

"Teacher, when you ask this, do you want to gossip?"

The subtle expression on Zhao Jun's face was quickly cleared up, and he tilted his head to look at Lin Qishu, as if he was just asking casually.

"Not that free."

Lin Qishu's cold face showed no emotion, and her tone of voice was flat.

After hearing this answer, Zhao Jun's face remained calm, but he slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"That's it."

When he spoke again, the vague questioning in Zhao Jun's tone had dissipated and he became relaxed again.

"Xi Ming is our monitor. If I had to describe him, he would be cheerful and helpful."

Zhao Jun thought for a moment.

What Zhao Jun was talking about was the image of Xi Ming in everyone's eyes. The real situation was that she had not been in contact with the squad leader for too long.

So these words are all very vague expressions.

Lin Qisheng had one hand behind her back, her face expressionless, but she frowned slightly in her heart.

Everyone's impression of Xi Ming is basically a general impression, and no one can give a more specific impression.

"Teacher, actually I don't know much about Xi Ming's situation. All my impressions are from other people's mouths."

Zhao Jun hesitated for a moment and then told Lin Qishu the real situation.

When the words came to this, time had passed slowly, and the bell rang for class.

Zhao Jun said goodbye and ran back to the classroom in small steps.

Lin Qisheng nodded slightly and stood lazily in the corridor, looking downstairs with cold eyes.

The person in charge of the school acted really quickly. The bodies and blood stains downstairs had long since disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

It seems that no one named Xi Ming jumped from the building here for unknown reasons and died on the spot!
Lin Qishu stretched out her fingers and rubbed her brow. She felt exhausted after working for a long time without any rest. "sleepy."

As soon as this thought came to Lin Qishu's mind, her body began to feel tired, making her want to fall asleep immediately.

Lin Qishu rubbed her brows and paused slightly. She seemed to have discovered the core of the illusion.

All sensations in the body change with thoughts.

So, could the reason why Xi Ming jumped off the building be because of a major change in his thinking?

This class is the last class in the morning.

Lin Qishu did not continue to Xi Ming's classroom. Instead, she rubbed her temples to relieve her fatigue and walked into her own office.

It’s different from the lively scene when I came in just now.

All the teachers in the office had terrifyingly gloomy expressions, and a subtle emotion filled the silent air.

Lin Qishu opened the door and walked into the office.

Almost instantly, Lin Qishu was keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere in the office, and her brows moved slightly.

"Xi Ming, you are such a good student. I didn't expect that he would not be able to think about it and just jumped off the building to commit suicide."

"Although I have never met him, I heard from students around me that he is a cheerful and helpful person. It is true that good people do not live long."

On Lin Qishu's face, which had always been cold and expressionless, the corners of her lips were deliberately pressed down, and her tone was calm and natural, but with a regret that could not be ignored.

The other teachers lowered their heads and looked at the lesson plans in front of them. No one paid attention to her. It seemed that Lin Qishu who walked in was just a ball of air.

"You say yes?"

Lin Qishan walked slowly to one of the teachers. She stopped and asked in a calm tone.

The teacher continued to look at the lesson plan in front of him, as if he were a puppet being manipulated without batting an eyelid.

"I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

The corners of Lin Qishu's lips that were deliberately lowered have returned to their normal angle, and she gained a silent momentum.