Quick Transmigration:Report to the Host,You Have Been Attacked!

Xi Ying lowered her head and continued to study the portrait and said, "she really wanted to kill you, and she really wanted to send you a message. In this world, there is no such thing as good ghosts. After they die, their consciousness is not completely controlled by themselves. If you get the message she wants to give you, you won't die. On the contrary, if you don't get her point, then her patience is limited, and she will kill you without hesitation after it is exhausted. "

This makes Wen Youyang feel bad.

"Are you finished?" Xi Ying asked without looking up.

Wen Youyang drew the last bit of porridge into his mouth and said "finished" with a slur.

"Let's go." Xi Ying stood up and said, "go to the office."

Through the shadow mat tassels on those two pieces of paper, we can see that it was at least a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged men who can appear in school are probably teachers.

Still have to go to the office, and it's the office where the murder happened yesterday.

Two pieces of information overlap.

One is that Zhang Jiaqi always has a bad attitude towards the head teacher; the other is that the person on the note looks obviously middle-aged man.

So Xi Ying must see what kind of person Zhang Jiaqi's head teacher is.

Together they came to the office door.

Yesterday, there was a lot of blood, and the strong smell of blood seemed to choke people to death.

But now, the office is as clean as new, and everything is as if nothing had happened. The people in the office sit quietly in their positions and do things.

Just like yesterday they saw the classroom of class four in senior three. The little ran who died in it disappeared out of thin air. The blood stains and broken electric fans in the classroom were all restored to their original state.

This is already a very frightening thing to think about.

Kowtow, kowtow.

Xi Ying raised her hand and knocked on the door of the office.

Soon there was an answering voice inside: "come in."

Xi Ying opens the door and goes in. Wen Youyang stands at the door and refuses to close it.

There was a tragedy after the man walked in yesterday. He couldn't close the door. Maybe it was because he went in and closed the door that the massacre was caused.

Xi Ying walked into the office very calmly, swept the faces of all the people in the office, and finally fixed it on the face of a man.

She walked towards the man.

The man was looking at something on the computer and noticed that someone was coming. He first disposed of the things on the computer, and then looked up at Xi Ying.

"Lu Zhu, what can I do for you?" He asked.

Xi Ying said: "there is nothing. I had a dream last night. I was a little afraid. I was in a bad state of mind. I'm afraid it will affect my study, so I want to find a teacher to help me

The head teacher asked, "what dream? You sit down and tell me. "

Xi Ying: "no, the dream is very short. I'll stand and say it. Teacher, I dreamed of Zhang Jiaqi last night

The head teacher's eyes trembled a little, and then asked as if nothing had happened: "did you see the day of Jiaqi's accident?"

Xi Ying did not answer his question, Wu said: "I dreamt that Zhang Jiaqi was crying. She said she didn't want to die. She asked me to help her bring the real murderer to justice."

The teacher in charge of a class suddenly became angry: "your task now is to study hard, you don't have to take care of other things! What's more, thinking every day and dreaming at night, you must be thinking too much about Zhang Jiaqi in the daytime, and you will have such a ridiculous dream at night! I'll give you a day's leave. You can go back to your dormitory and have a good rest. I'll talk about it tomorrow! "