The master of metaphysics is solving the case again

"die!"

The doll-like person slowly raised his head, staring at Lin Qishu with a pair of eyes without any substance.

The corners of his lips curled up, and a word slowly came out from inside, and a strange excitement appeared in his eyes.

"Are you allowed to speak?"

Lin Qixi was expressionless.

He slapped him directly in the face with a backhand, his movements were clean and neat, and he didn't feel awkward at all.

A crisp slap sounded in the quiet office.

The puppet didn't seem to expect that the new teacher in front of him actually dared to hit himself. The face that was hit sideways didn't return to its straight position, and it just kept in a weird posture.

"you dare!"

After a few seconds, his face finally turned back.

A pair of eyes without any organic matter stared at Lin Qishu fiercely, as if he was going to pounce on her and tear her apart in the next second.

Lin Qishu looked back quietly.

She found that although this doll wanted to tear itself in half and then tear it into pieces, there was a trace of fear deep in its eyes.

"I dare you to try?"

Lin Qishu didn't care. She took a step forward and bent down slightly. She put one hand on the desk and put the other hand behind her.

Taking advantage of her height, she looked down at the doll, her eyes like obsidian exuding silent oppression.

"die!"

The puppet said nothing else this time, and the excitement in his eyes disappeared.

It seems like I'm stuck in a loop and I can only say this one word.

Lin Qishan frowned, knowing that she would not get any useful information from here. She straightened up slowly, feeling a little disappointed.

"Snapped……"

Lin Qishao looked at the asymmetrical finger prints on the doll's face, immediately hugged it, and slapped it again without backhand.

This time, the doll actually showed a kind of collapse emotion.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

He didn't even say anything. Why did she hit him? She was not mentally prepared at all. It was definitely bullying. She was bullying herself in the workplace. "Symmetry makes it look better."

Lin Qishu's cold face was emotionless, and she seemed not to notice that the doll complained about her collapse, and she calmly explained.

Doll: "..."

You might as well not speak.

……

It seems that Xi Ming's death has caused problems with the way this illusion works.

That's why the teachers in the office behave so abnormally.

"Teacher, may I come in?"

At some point, the office door was quietly opened, and a short girl stood at the door, asking softly and politely.

Lin Qisu glanced over with cold eyes.

The girl held the test paper in her hand, staring at herself with a timid look on her face, silently asking for her opinion.

"Come in."

Your door is open, but I can't let you in.

Lin Qisu leaned on the desk relaxedly, with a sullen face, and silently complained in her heart.

The girl held the test paper in her arms, trotted over to an empty desk with her head lowered, and placed the test paper neatly on it.

Just as he was about to leave, he seemed to feel a little bad, so he turned around, carefully arranged the test papers, looked at them carefully twice, and then turned around and left.

This is a class representative that all substitute teachers like.

The empty desk was at the end, and girls had to pass by Lin Qishu if they wanted to go out.

"Teacher, you can ask me anything you want to know."

"Anything is fine."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then stopped. She lowered her head and stared at her toes, not looking at Lin Qishu.

The girl's voice was very soft and faint, as if it would be drowned in the air in the next second.