Chapter 39 (1/2)

”But one body is missing.” Luo Jian repeatedly counted the dead bodies in the classroom, plus the teacher's total of only 35, but there are 35 students in the classroom, so where is another student?

Disappeared?

Looking around the classroom for a week, Luo Jian again focused on the teacher's body. From the appearance, the teacher died miserably. His head was crossed by an iron pointer, and went in from the left temple and came out from the right ear, causing a large crack in the skull. As a weapon, the end of the pointer is not completely sharp, but a smooth arc. However, judging from the death of the teacher, it is likely that he was forced into it with a pointer. The pain at that time can be imagined.

After the teacher died, she was hanged on the ceiling with a rope. After lifting the clothes of the corpse, Luo Jian noticed that there were many cracks in the bones of the teacher's hands and feet. She also suffered from inhuman torture when she died.

”There is definitely more than one person who can cause so much damage. The most likely one is...” Luo Jian looked at the bodies of the full row of students sitting at the bottom, then looked back at the body of the poor teacher. She sighed with regret. She didn't know what the teacher had done and could be tortured to death.

It seems that the murderer is obviously the same group of students, or maybe just a part of this group of students, but in any case, he can watch the teacher be tortured to death, and his body is still hung on the platform of the classroom. No matter whether the group of students are fully involved or not, the accomplice crime is solid.

Luo Jian can not deny the domestic education system, but this kind of education is indeed full of loopholes. It is also possible to teach several abnormal killers. Luo Jian recalled the reports that many of her classmates and roommates killed each other in the past few years, which only fully proved one thing. There is nothing in the world that human beings can't do.

Luo Jane rummaged through the teacher's pocket and pulled out a purse, a string of keys and a mirror fragment.

”What's the use of a mirror?” Luo Jian felt the mirror fragment. The fragment was small and the fragment was sharp. Luo Jian turned over the fragment found from the female corpse. The two pieces were put together and could not be picked up. So she sighed and took them back into her pocket.

In addition to the mirror fragments, other things seem to be of little value. The ID card in the wallet says Wang Teng, and there are several hundred yuan notes. Unfortunately, if you don't bring them with you when you are alive, you don't take them with you. When you get out of the secret room, you can't take anything out except what you brought in at the beginning.

So Luo Jian left her purse, but focused on the bunch of keys. Although according to common sense, the secret room would not make it so easy for him to find the key to open the door, but there are so many keys here, I really don't want to try.

Luo Jian insisted on taking every opportunity to make a variety of comparisons with the key on the red wood door, but they could not match the model. Luo Jian was a little disappointed and threw the key on the desk. But then, he seemed to think of something, and took the key string and put it into his pocket.

After checking the teacher's body, Luo Jian then focused on the blackboard behind the body. On the blackboard, a poem was written with white chalk. At first glance, it was like a primary school student's writing. However, the content of this poem really made Luo Jane a little confused:

under the dark eaves, white characters and black background, they were broken into pieces, and the universe was determined Hands.

One side is one side, the other side is also one side, left hand for right hand, your face is my face.

Luo Jian was stimulated by the poem for no reason, and some of her hair stood on her head. Under the dark eaves, the white characters and black background, Luo Jian can understand these two sentences. The ceiling of this classroom was originally white, but due to the age, and it seems that there is some leakage, there is a layer of dark mildew on the ceiling, and large areas are all over the ceiling, the light is not so strong, it looks like black.

White and black, that's obviously the blackboard. But what does fragmentation mean?

Luo Jian stepped forward and approached the blackboard, but as soon as he took a step, he felt something creaking under his feet. Luojian looked down and was surprised. There was a piece of mirror under his feet.

In some horror novels or horror movies, mirrors always show the existence of unknowns, such as the flashed black shadow in the mirror, the reflected blood face, or being mischievous like writing on the mirror with blood, which makes people feel creepy.

There are also broken mirrors, which usually indicate that the protagonist's fate will be broken into pieces like it.

”Broken into pieces, I can understand, but what does it mean Luo Jian picked up the mirror, and now he has got three pieces of mirror fragments. He feels as if he is collecting task items. He fixed his eyes on these mirrors. The broken pieces can only reflect a part of Luo Jian's face. It feels as if Luo Jian's face has been split in four parts.