Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 560 The Unlucky One Should Be Her

Wen Ti'er didn't like arguing with others since she was a child, so she silently took out the costume she brought and walked into the dressing room alone.

She felt that she had to wear a mask during the competition anyway, and makeup was superfluous to her.

Wen Ti'er entered a small private room, closed the door, and directly changed into her costume, that is, the Japanese high school uniform and a striking red scarf.

After the change, the whole person looked a little childish, like a giant elementary school student with a developmental deformity. The more I looked at it, the more ridiculous I felt, and I always felt that I should take a photo as a souvenir.

So, Wen Ti'er took out her mobile phone and took several funny and cute selfies.

Faintly, there were some rustling sounds outside.

Sizzling... Sizzling...

It seems to be the sound of tearing clothes?
Wen Ti'er was used to being persecuted in Wen's house, so when she heard this small sound, she immediately became vigilant, turned on her phone camera, pressed the button to record a video, and quickly opened the door and walked out.

I saw a girl in overalls with her back facing this side, with pieces of shredded clothes under her feet, and her hands were still moving.

Obviously, she was tearing and cutting other people's costumes!

Wen Ti'er was not in a hurry to stop it, anyway, the clothes were so badly cut that there was no way to fix them, so while recording the video, she said leisurely, "Hey, what are you doing?"

The man's body trembled, and he ran away suddenly, without even looking at Wen Ti'er.

Phew... In just a gust of wind, the man ran away and disappeared.

Wen Tier was the only one left in the locker room.

Wen Ti'er blinked innocently, if she hadn't recorded the video, she would have wondered if she had run into a ghost.

His eyes fell on the pile of rags on the ground, only then did he realize that not only one set was cut, but several sets, and he didn't know which unlucky ones suffered the damage.

Hahaha... After all, she should be the unlucky one, right?

Just as Wen Ti'er thought about this question, the door of the dressing room was pushed open.

"Ahhhh-"

I don't know who screamed, ran over, and knelt down on the pile of rags, "Who made my costume, it's too much!"

Immediately afterwards, three more girls ran over, kneeling on the rags as if they had lost their own father.

"My costume was cut too!"

"Short oil, the cut is so bad, how can we still wear it?!"

"It's so wicked, who did it!"

As soon as the words fell, the man found Wen Ti'er standing in front of the private room door, and poked the other people's arms with his elbow.

Several people stood up at the same time, glaring at Wen Ti'er.

"Red scarf, you cut our clothes, right?"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Even if you want to win, you don't need such a bad trick, right? If you have the ability to cut other people's clothes, don't you have the ability to compete with us on stage?"

Wen Ti'er smiled coldly, knowing that things would turn out like this.

She had an intuition that this matter should have been planned by someone from the beginning, as for who this person is...

Wen Tier's eagle eyes were like eagles hunting for prey, and slowly swept across the four people, and at the same time, he also turned out the backs of the murderers that remained in his memory, and compared them one by one.

The girl in overalls just now was thin and not tall, so she was not among the four.

It seems that if you want to know who the murderer is, you can only rely on outside surveillance, and now is obviously not the time to investigate the murderer, the game is about to begin.

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