Chapter 90: Late

That box should have been used to hold bone ash. She didn't touch it, but squatted down to observe it carefully. A photo and name of a person were pasted on the mechanism of the box.

XX Year, XX Month, XX Day to September 24th.

Just after school started.

This date was very familiar. If nothing went wrong, it was the day that school heartthrob died, the beginning of the Twenty-Four Curse.

Why, when the owner was already dead, did this doll not even let go of his bone ash?

And... this face had even turned into Liang Chuchu.

Su Mian took one look and still felt horrified.

The uncanny valley effect arose spontaneously.

She shook her head. If she stayed any longer, she would have nightmares tonight.

So Su Mian got up and intended to return to the dorm. The Pen Spirit was already gone; he probably felt he had played enough or was bored.

Calculating the time, it had reached her biological clock.

When Jingzhe returned to the dorm and saw Shen Jiarui and Chang Anning weren't dead, she was a bit surprised.

But they looked badly frightened, and she didn't know what they had experienced. The two seemed to have fallen out and stopped talking.

Su Mian, who had been tossing and turning for a long time, couldn't say a word either, and after washing up quickly, she lay on the bed.

Perhaps because she was too tired, or perhaps because she had experienced too much these past few days, she seemed to have sleep paralysis, and in a trance, she heard someone calling her name.

"Luo Yi..."

"Luo Yi..."

Zhou Ye opened his arms to her in her dream. Su Mian stepped forward without much consciousness, intending to hug him.

As a result, Zhou Ye suddenly turned into a giant python, and Su Mian's legs went weak and she died right there.

……

Her body felt light suddenly, and Su Mian sat up with a start, gasping for air, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

The room was deathly silent, with only her heavy breathing and the faint halo of light leaking through the curtains.

Borrowing the faint light, Su Mian looked at the clock.

Nine-twelve.

She woke up instantly.

Damn, how did she oversleep?

Su Mian quickly put on her school uniform, got out of bed, and washed up in a hurry.

Although the instance didn't say she couldn't be late, thinking of that sinister head teacher, Su Mian still had lingering fears.

She packed her things and went out. When she passed the table, she froze.

A plastic bag contained steaming breakfast.

Brown sugar bun and vegetable porridge.

Her hand gripping the schoolbag strap tightened, and her footsteps nailed to the spot.

In this place, the only one who knew she liked to buy these two for breakfast was him.

Zhou Ye.

But how did he get into the dorm?

Su Mian didn't dare think deeply. She picked up the bag and rushed out of the dorm. There was no one on the road. She just prayed not to see that head teacher in the classroom again. As a result, as soon as she arrived downstairs, she saw the person she had just thought of.

That head teacher in the striped shirt was standing in the corridor, watching Su Mian run toward the stairwell step by step. His gaze moved mechanically, without blinking.

His movements were also very stuttering, not much like a real person. It wasn't until she was out of his field of vision that he turned his head back.

Su Mian, hiding in the stairwell, gasped for air. She gritted her teeth, lifted her feet to go upstairs, and glanced at her class's classroom from the side.

Still in the corridor.

Su Mian's brain worked at high speed. She picked up a stone from a nearby potted plant and threw it toward the class behind her. The stone hit the wooden door with a "bang."

Hearing the movement, the head teacher slowly raised his head and walked toward that spot.

Tap, tap, tap—

He passed the stairwell and stopped, slowly lowering his head to look down.

The stairwell was empty, and then he raised his head and walked toward the place where the movement had just occurred.

Su Mian stooped and slipped to the back door. To be honest, she hadn't done this less in high school, but in the Infinite Flow world, this kind of action seemed more exciting.

Confirming the head teacher had left, she let out a sigh of relief, walked in from the back door, and sat in her seat. A paper ball hit Su Mian on the head.

She looked toward the source. Jingzhe pointed to the ground, and Su Mian picked up the paper ball.

"I couldn't wake you up no matter how I called you this morning. Are you feeling unwell?"

Su Mian scanned it and replied to her.

"Had a nightmare, don't worry."

Chen Mo wanted to say something, but the head teacher returned at this moment, and the two could only lower their heads in a hurry, enduring until after class.

"Hey, do you guys know? Liang Chuchu is dead!"

"She finally got her retribution."

"She almost got Zhou Ye killed, she deserved it!"

"It is said she died in that public restroom on the fourth floor of the girls' dorm. You guys say, was it her inviting a god to possess her and getting backlashed? Hahaha."

"Don't know, looks like she committed suicide with a white silk scarf."

Su Mian ate the bun in her hand, listening to them one after another, without the slightest fear or guilt as the murderer.

Shen Jiarui was writing and drawing on her draft paper again, her expression looking incomparably serious.

Occasionally, human voices drifted out from time to time.

"Buddy, what are you writing?"

"Solving, don't look at this question, I don't know either."

"Ber, buddy, I've studied this for half a day, this irregular spiral body is the solution???"

"Writing 'solution' in the college entrance exam doesn't give points, are you sick?"

"You're the one who's sick!"

The head teacher wasn't in the classroom. The classroom was noisy. The discipline committee member was a boy with pockmarks and a bowl cut. He patted the table, and the others immediately quieted down.

He snorted, a bit of arrogance revealing itself in his triangular eyes, looking high and mighty, and the others didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction.

Finally, they endured through a class. There was no running exercise during the big break. Some went to the cafeteria in groups, some argued on the blackboard with flying spit, and some young couples pushed their desk mates away and sat together secretly.

Jingzhe called everyone over and gathered them together.

"Let's discuss the timeline first. From after class yesterday until Liang Chuchu died, what were you doing during this period?"

Chang Anning: "Eating dinner. I ate on the third floor. Which god-like chef thought of watermelon stir-fried with meat? I thought it was tomato..."

Shen Jiarui: "I... I was too."

Su Mian glanced at her, "You were called over by the teacher, aren't you planning to say it?"

A flash of panic immediately crossed Shen Jiarui's eyes. She spoke hesitantly, "Yes... yes, I was called over because I was writing and drawing in class."

"What did he do after you were called over?"

Jingzhe pursued the question.

"Uh... just scolded me twice, I didn't stay inside for long, Anning knows."

Chang Anning nodded very reluctantly. The two had fallen out last night and hadn't come to the classroom together today.

Su Mian: "I also came back after eating."

Jingzhe nodded, "The statements are very consistent. It seems someone is lying. Let's analyze the next point."

"When Liang Chuchu died, her head was hung with a white silk scarf, and a doll and an extinguished candle were placed on the windowsill. The murderer should have used Takanna to lure Liang Chuchu, but the specific method of death is still unclear."

Chang Anning's face turned red from holding it in. After Jingzhe finished speaking, she immediately added.

"I suspect Takanna is Liang Chuchu!"

She stood up and slapped the table, "Yesterday when playing hide and seek, I saw Takanna and a box of bone ash in a dorm. Takanna's face was Liang Chuchu's face! There is no such thing as a doll god at all! She herself is probably some kind of monster that does all kinds of evil." ===== CHAPTER 91 =====