I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 519 No one will let go 2
A lot of people gathered in the corridor for a while. When students from other classes heard the movement, some poked their necks to look out, and some all walked to the corridor.

Tang Guran huddled in a corner, and people kept passing through her body.

She was looking at me with a pitiful look on her face.

"Sister, I'm so scared! I want to go." She had a bitter face, tears were about to flow out.

"Wait a minute, you come here, follow me." I said to her.

Suddenly, several students around me looked at me with weird eyes.

"Who are you, crazy, who are you talking to!" a boy muttered.

I ignored him and didn't have time to.

He raised his head and glanced at the classroom of the next class, which was Class [-].

Unplugging the surrounding crowd, I squeezed into the classroom. The students in the classroom basically ran away, only one girl was still sitting on the chair, and a man stood in front of the girl.

The man seemed to be a teacher.

I stepped forward, and was surprised to find that there was a blood stain on the ground, and the teacher's arm was also splashed with blood.

When I got closer, I saw that the girl sitting on the seat was actually Michelle.

Her eyes were bulging in horror, her mouth was slightly open, her head was slightly raised, and a pen was stuck in her neck. The pen was inserted very deep, and the exposed part was held tightly by the teacher.Michelle's neck had obvious blood splatters and bloodstains.

The blood was still flowing, but not spattered.

I hurriedly took out my mobile phone and called 120 to inform the exact location. After hanging up the phone, I asked the students blocking the door, "Who has a handkerchief, or tissues are fine."

They were all stunned, dumbfounded for a few seconds, and began to grope around their bodies and pockets. Soon, several people handed over handkerchiefs and tissues.

Putting all these things on Michelle's table, I first pressed the wound on Michelle's neck with a handkerchief.

"Teacher, hold it down."

The teacher cooperated. When I moved my finger away, he moved his hand to the handkerchief and carefully pressed the wound.

However, the blood still didn't stop, but in the blink of an eye, the snow-white handkerchief was completely stained red.

"She's not in class four, why is she in class ten?" I asked the teacher.

The teacher is a man in his 30s. He is sweating profusely and his face is pale with fright.

He said: "She just transferred to my class today."

"Did she come to school today?"

"Yes."

I didn't come to class for two weeks, but I came suddenly, but such a terrible thing happened. In addition to the terrible rumors in the school, the sound of the piano suddenly sounded just now. No wonder the other students reacted so strongly.

"Did she do it herself?" I continued to ask.

Beads of sweat on the teacher's head slid down his forehead, he swallowed hard, nodded and said: "Yes, the whole class saw it, it was she who inserted the pen into her neck."

"Is she trying to commit suicide?"

"No, she was begging us for help, let us save her, and after she finished speaking, she grabbed the pen and hurt herself."

Since this is the case, then she was forced.

It should be Lin Xier who is controlling her and letting her hurt herself.

However, such a level can no longer be regarded as harm. Lin Xier undoubtedly wanted Michelle's life.

At this time, I couldn't help thinking of what Lin Xier said: "Don't worry, come one by one, I will not let any one go."

The emergency center is far away, even if the ambulance arrives, I don't think it is possible for Michelle to be saved.

Now her eyes began to roll up continuously, the blood was still flowing, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

"Yes...isn't it..." Michelle swallowed.

I leaned close to her mouth, and faintly heard the word 'sorry', she should have wanted to say sorry, but before the last word 'qi' was said, she swallowed her breath.

When the pulse stopped, Michelle's eyes were rolled up, and only the whites of the eyes could be seen in the eyes, and the death was very grim.

The ambulance was really late.

It turned out that rumors of supernatural beings in the school were already flying all over the sky, and Michelle's death made people panic even more.

That night, Michelle's family members came and cried.

The evening self-study in other classes is still the same.

I called Shang Liqi about this matter, and he rushed over quickly.

When he came, Michelle's family was leaving, and the director invited Shang Liqi and me to the principal's office, weeping for a while.

"You two great immortals, hurry up and think of a way, this matter has killed people."

"Think of a way, okay! You tell us first, what happened here before." Shang Liqi sat on the sofa with his legs raised up with a cold face.

The director looked worried, glanced at the headmaster's face, and hesitated: "Actually, nothing happened."

"Lin Xi'er is a student in Class Two and Four, right?" Shang Liqi reminded.

The principal and the director looked at each other, and both of their faces were ugly, but in comparison, the principal seemed more stable, at least not like the director, who showed his emotions on his face
"If you don't tell us, we can't help." Shang Liqi deliberately made things difficult for them, the principal remained silent, and the director was still hesitant, not planning to tell the truth.

The four of us sat on the sofa, the principal and director sat opposite Shang Liqi and me, and no one spoke for a while.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

I glanced around at the principal's office, and couldn't help but secretly marvel at it. The decoration of this office is really luxurious. If I didn't know that this is the principal's office, I would have thought it was the office of some rich boss.

He caught sight of the nameplate on the table, which was shining under the light, and looked like it was made of crystal, with a few eye-catching words engraved on it—Principal Li Xianfa.

After a stalemate for a long time, the principal and director still refused to say anything.

Shang Liqi slapped his thigh and stood up, "Forget it, if you don't talk about it, we can't control this matter."

I followed suit.

Shang Liqi strode towards the door, and I followed him.

As soon as he walked to the door, the principal said indifferently: "Let's make a price."

Hearing this, Shang Liqi stopped in his tracks, turned his head slowly, raised his chin and haughtily looked at the principal who was sitting firmly on the sofa, and said with a sneer, "You're begging me for food."

"I'll pay you as much as you want, and the price is negotiable." The principal raised his eyes.

He has sharp eyes, is in his forties, looks like he is in his fifties, and wears an expensive suit. Although he is not tall, he doesn't have a fat belly like the director.

Shang Liqi frowned thoughtfully, stared at the principal for a long time, opened his hands at the same time, and said, "One hundred thousand."

This number shocked me. In the past, even if Shang Liqi called for a high price, he would only shout [-] at most, but this time he directly shouted [-]!

I don't think the principal will agree, one hundred thousand is not a small sum, he must think that Shang Liqi is whimsical.

Just as he was thinking about it, unexpectedly the headmaster let out a deep laugh. He stood up, straightened his suit, and said, "One hundred thousand, deal."

Got a deal?
(End of this chapter)