Reasoning Notes

Chapter 291 Reasoning Notes 6: The Criminologist Showdown (44)
After consuming more than half of his brain cells, Wu Sihan barely understood this trick.Killing can be as subtle as art.She sighed deeply about this, and looked up out of the window, the sky was smudged with blue innumerable strands.And the curling devil seemed to come out from the depths of the clouds, and smiled slyly at her with his mouth open.

"I'm a button demon! Hehehe!"

"Wow!" Wu Sihan yelled out in shock from the hallucination.The other students and teachers in the class all looked over, and she blushed with embarrassment.

"Wu Sihan!" The teacher was about to get angry and scold the students, but suddenly, the students sitting by the window on the other side seemed to be attracted by something, and stood up one after another.

Nothing will happen again.Wu Sihan's heart skipped a beat.Look at the students in the class who received the buttons, all of them were so nervous that they shivered as if they were in the cold winter.

"The principal seems to want to remove the horn and the death notification screen!" Whoever said that, the students on this side of the classroom ran out of the corridor.The teacher also forgot to dissuade, and followed out curiously, while students from other classes had already filled the corridor.

Under the watchful eyes of teachers and students in the school, the principal and several other school leaders were looking up, watching an old school worker slowly climb up the ladder.

"Finally, I'm going to take down that damn thing!" A classmate's words spoke out the hearts of everyone.The students have hated the horn and the death notification screen for a long time - as long as they are removed, there will be no death incidents!Minors are always too naive.Until they saw that the old school worker screamed and fell off the ladder as soon as he came into contact with the "death notification screen".

"Wow!" All the teachers and students in the school gasped when they saw this scene, and several school leaders panicked.

The 120 ambulance quickly picked up the dying janitor.After the turmoil, the campus returned to a suffocating tranquility.Those two terrifying things inlaid on the outer wall of the school, like the evil weapons left by the god of death, looked down on those fresh and fragile lives indifferently with their dark eyes.

Desperation, sorrow, and fear are like continuous clouds at sunset, gradually blurring, covering the entire sky of the school.

In the evening, when school was about to end, the school called all the teachers and students of the school to hold an emergency school meeting.

"Students! Some bad things have happened in our school recently, causing people to panic." The gray-haired principal stood on the empty stage, behind him was a large screen that was often used in evening shows.He seemed nervous, completely different from his usual long-winded demeanor, and he had to stop after each sentence to wipe the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief.There have been successive murders. For him, the top leader of the school, he can be described by the most popular word "stressful".

"Please rest assured that our school will work closely with the police to find the murderer as soon as possible and return you to a quiet and peaceful campus." Finally, the principal breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat again with a handkerchief that had already been soaked in sweat .Under the leadership of the teaching director, there were sparse applause on the playground.At this time, most students are too lazy to be good.

A few belated birds flapped their wet wings and streaked across the gradually setting sun.Suddenly, all the sounds seemed to be sucked away by a sponge, and the playground was filled with dead silence.

The big screen behind the principal suddenly turned on a dark picture.Under everyone's speechless gaze, a hand wearing a black glove appeared on the screen, stretched out a finger, and pressed it at a slow speed—on a red button, which read with someone's name...

At the same time, the siren sounded from the horn, carrying a terrifying breath, rushing across the playground like black sea water, "Wow—————"

"Woo!" The dead silence was shattered by heart-piercing screams.The sound waves emitted from a certain point in the crowd radiated to the surroundings, and the students who were very close to each other retreated as if they had been overturned.In the small space that was left, a tall boy was trembling all over, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Where's mine! Where's mine!" The voice was crying, and the boy frantically flipped through the pockets all over his body. The hysterical look was as if he had lost his life.Yes, he lost something that represented his life.That was his button.It's in the big screen on stage right now!

"Give it back to me! It's mine! Mine!" The tall boy stretched out his hand in despair, as if trying to snatch his button back from the screen.He was running at first, but his footsteps slowed down, and he knelt down on the ground as if the bones of his legs were broken one by one. "Give it back to me..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his hand was still persistently reaching for the button on the screen .

That's his!His life!He fell at last, and the warm twilight lay over him like a rich shroud.On the playground, everyone was running wildly, including the principal and teachers. Only the empty stage and the unappreciated screen were smiling lowly.

Hey hey hey.

After identification, the tall boy was poisoned and died. He was also a member of the third class of the sixth year.So far, four people who have received the button have died.The remaining students were clearly in a state of extreme panic.The school organized the teachers to do one-on-one comforting work, and at the same time felt that they could not sit still and had to do some practical work.

"We're looking for a detective!" the principal finished, and nervously wiped his cold sweat with a handkerchief.

He looked around at the others sitting in the conference room.It is currently eight o'clock at night, and only the conference room is still lit in the empty teaching building.All the teachers gathered in the conference room with dignified expressions.

"Look for a detective? Isn't there a police?" said a teacher.

The principal glanced at the past for a while, and the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking or bitter smile: "Police, do you still believe it?" When he said this, the teacher was speechless to refute.

From the accident to the present, the police investigation has made no progress.If things are allowed to continue, not only will the tragedy of human life happen again, but more importantly, their school will be seriously questioned by the public, and the enrollment rate in next autumn may be greatly reduced.This is a matter of life and death for schools with insufficient students.

"Let's make this decision. I have already invited a very powerful famous detective over through my relationship." Said it was a discussion, the principal seemed to have invited the famous detective beforehand.However, the teachers present did not raise any objections.

"Is that famous detective reliable?" Someone asked again.Everyone looked at the person who was speaking, Li Ni who had been quietly sitting in the corner seat.

The principal looked at her: "I don't know..." He wiped his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief again, "That detective was introduced to me by a policeman who came to handle the case today."

"Is it...the man dressed like Bruce Lee?" Li Ni asked again.She happened to see Li Xiaochong talking quietly with the principal today.

"Hmm..." The headmaster nodded.Although he didn't know He Fangsheng, the famous detective the other party was talking about, he sounded very powerful.Moreover, I heard that a detective will be able to come to the school tonight.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the dark night.Very light very light.A dark shadow was quietly approaching the brightly lit conference room.

"someone is coming!"

Soon someone noticed.So, everyone pricked up their ears and stared at the door in trepidation.

The unknown visitor is getting closer and closer, 20 meters, ten meters, five meters... The closed door was suddenly pushed open under the gaze of many eyes, and at the same time as the cold and silent air poured in, Na Mo appeared at the door His figure was illuminated by the lights in the house.

The teachers in the room all opened their eyes.The principal's handkerchief to wipe sweat fell directly from his forehead.

"Huh? Are you a detective?"

The moment he walked into the school, Qi Mu felt like he was being watched.That shadowy sight should have appeared since he was buying breakfast at the bakery.Biting the leftover half of the bread, Qi Mu looked back, and most of the people walking in his field of vision were students in school.

Is it a button demon?No, its tracking technology can't be that bad.Who the hell is that?

While flipping through magazines in the reading room of the library, Qi Mu became aware of the existence of that mysterious line of sight again.He pretended to take out his mobile phone casually. In the reflection of the mobile phone screen, a person quietly retracted his head behind the bookshelf over there.

laugh!No guts!Qi Mu laughed secretly in his heart, and he decided to remain calm for now.If the opponent wants to carry out a sneak attack, he will use a poisonous needle to kill it!
This game of stalking continues after school.The sun was setting and the whole town was immersed in thick twilight. Qi Mu took a book borrowed from the library and walked slowly along the river to the unfinished building where he lived.Far, far behind, that line of sight followed him into the unfinished building, and the person hiding behind the tree put down the binoculars.

It turned out that he lived in that place.

No.17 Next, it's your turn

Tonight, very strange.

What was wrong specifically, Li Zhangyan, a graduate of Class [-] of the sixth year, couldn't tell.But he always felt that someone was peeking at him with deep malice.Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help his heart beat faster, and his back felt cold.But for some obscure reason, he felt that it was probably just that he was too sensitive.

If it was a few days ago, he might still be terrified by it, but... the button demon is dead!Now that it's dead, there's no need to worry about it.Thinking of this, he focused on the computer screen with confidence.To celebrate the death of the button demon this evening, he specially came to the Internet cafe to play games, and planned to play all night.

(End of this chapter)