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Chapter 465: The Vegetarian Reporter’s Three Aces (3)

The College of Arts and the College of Fine Arts are separated by only one building.

After the class bell rang, Song Yuesheng went to the teaching area of ​​the Academy of Fine Arts.

There are no chance events at the current time.

A class is fifty minutes long, and the sunk cost of waiting is high.

Moreover, Xia Pingwan has become a teacher, and since they are both from the same art academy, new opportunities may arise.

suddenly.

She caught a glimpse of a figure hurriedly leaving the teaching building.

The man wrapped himself.

Wearing something like a mirror on the hand.

The reflected sunlight dazzled Song Yuesheng's eyes.

In the brief time it took her to raise and lower her hand, the man disappeared.

"Oh no! Mr. Ren fainted!"

"Send him to the infirmary quickly!"

An exclamation came from a classroom at the very end of the teaching building.

Then, the door opened from the inside, and two students came out carrying a man wearing round-frame glasses.

As they passed by Song Yuesheng, she took another glance.

Pale face and lips.

As if suddenly frightened by something.

Is it related to that person just now?

But soon.

Song Yuesheng's attention was drawn to the students' voices.

"What's that smell?"

"Blood?!"

"Why is there blood at the door?"

"Could it be Teacher Qiu..."

Someone in the crowd said this.

"Yes, this was originally Mr. Qiu's class."

"Stop talking about it, it's pretty creepy."

……

The students were talking one after another, and their speech was uncontrollably moving in the direction of ghosts.

Everyone was so scared that they ran out of the classroom.

Xia Pingwan heard the noisy noise and walked out of the next classroom.

Seeing the students talking outside, she angrily asked, "What are you doing here during class time?"

A student pointed at the back door tremblingly: "Teacher Xia, there is blood over there..."

Xia Pingwan took a look and said, "Why are you afraid of blood? Don't scare yourself. Where is your teacher?"

"Teacher Ren just fainted and was sent to the infirmary."

Xia Pingwan: "Then go to study on your own and stop talking nonsense here. If it happens again, you will have to retake the final exam!"

Retaking an exam is a huge blow to students.

Hearing this, they returned to the classroom through the front door with depressed looks on their faces.

Xia Pingwan shook her head in dissatisfaction.

He cares so much about a murder case that has nothing to do with him. No wonder his grades in art school are always at the bottom.

Song Yuesheng waited for a while, and only walked out from the side of the teaching building after making sure there was no talking.

The blood is obvious.

There are three small pieces on the ground, one on the door and one on the right wall next to the door.

Judging from the height of the bloodstain on the door, it should be a girl.

Song Yuesheng took out a small camera from his bag and took a few photos of the whole scene from a distance.

To the right front is Bisheng Lake.

There is a statue of Confucius in front of the lake.

It is usually the sketching area of ​​the Academy of Fine Arts.

A few days before the exam is when many students place "tributes" and pray for good luck on the exam.

Because the street lights here were broken for a while, a rumor spread on campus that "you can't walk alone at night, otherwise you will encounter a water ghost that will take your soul away."

There are no ghosts in the world.

Most people blame it on ghost legends and people who do dirty things.

Song Yuesheng snapped his fingers.

Have it.

This issue of the newspaper compiles past cases that used various supernatural excuses.

She stretched her arms and walked to the wisteria corridor in front of the Faculty of Arts building and sat down.

If you leave now, it's like cutting off contact.

If you want to apologize, then be shameless.

but……

The protagonist's appearance changes in just a few years can be described as the black technology of plastic surgery.

Is it the setting of this world, or is there some other reason?

……

The bell for the end of get out of class rang for a long time, and students from Liang Shuman's classroom continued to come out.

Is it an exam?

Who finishes and who is fired?

Song Yuesheng went upstairs with doubts.

It turned out that three or five female students gathered together to ask him questions.

The voice is gentle and soft.

They could answer all the questions they asked.

No wonder the seats are always full before class and he is popular among female students after class.

"We don't have any classes next, please stay a while, Mr. Liang."

"Yes, we have many things to ask you."

"Dear students..."

“Woof, woof, woof!”

The irritation in Liang Shuman's eyes disappeared in an instant.

He looked at them gently and said, "It's a good thing to concentrate on studying, but don't forget to combine work and rest. See you in the next class."

Outside.

A white dog suddenly appeared from nowhere, barking at Song Yuesheng with its mouth wide open.

Song Yuesheng placed his index finger on his lips, his eyes were sharp, revealing a murderous aura.

"Good dog, don't attack."

"Woof~"

The white dog groaned and fell to the ground out of fear.

Suddenly, the white dog plucked up its courage, exerted its strength with its limbs, and jumped out from the ground.

Song Yuesheng looked back.

Liang Shuman had already come out of the front door of the classroom, and the white dog was hiding behind him.

Her eyes blinked slightly.

"Mr. Liang, I like sunflowers. Just give me one. I'll come get it from you tomorrow."

"what?"

Liang Shuman was a little slow to react.

"You said you would make amends."

Song Yuesheng looked at the white dog behind him and said, "By the way, the school prohibits keeping pets. Mr. Liang, as a teacher, should be more careful."

Liang Shuman thought for a moment.

The longer you postpone it, the more you will think about it.

He said, "Miss Song, are you busy later? If not, I can pay the compensation now."

Song Yuesheng nodded: "You can go now."

There are many flower shops around Oast University.

The store owner probably thinks that young people are easily overwhelmed and it is easy to make money by making money.

While picking sunflowers, Song Yuesheng asked, "I heard from my former teacher that everyone has been distracted by the case these past two days. Is Mr. Liang okay?"

Liang Shuman stood aside.

The figure looked somewhat slender in the afternoon sun.

"It's OK. I just had a nightmare after I went back home and described the situation to the police on the night of the incident."

"Did you call the police?"

Song Yuesheng's surprise was too obvious.

Liang Shuman was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Miss Song, do you want to interview me?"

Song Yuesheng shook his head: "I'm not responsible for murder news. The newspaper didn't mention the reporter, so I was a little surprised."

Then she took a sunflower and handed it to the boss, indicating that it was Liang Shuman who was going to pay the bill.

The boss was surprised: "Miss, you only want one?"

Song Yuesheng nodded.

"I heard that it is popular to give roses as gifts in the Kingdom of Gold and the Kingdom of Rain. Miss, are you going to ask your husband to buy a bouquet?"

Liang Shuman was eager to deny: "We are not..."

Song Yuesheng's voice drowned him out.

"You are mistaken. We just met and this is his apology."

The boss didn't give up and continued to sell: "How can you only give one flower as an apology gift? You need at least one... two bouquets of flowers to show your sincerity."

Song Yuesheng was firm: "For me, one cigarette can represent my feelings."

It was just a formality.

Why spend more money.

Seeing that he couldn't win the argument, the boss lost his initial enthusiasm and quickly asked Liang Shuman to give him the silver dollars.

Song Yuesheng walked out of the flower shop, waving the sunflower in his hand.

"Mr. Liang, we are even now. Goodbye."

The person who reported the case was Liang Shuman.

The crime scene was a school in which Huo Tingchuan had invested and held shares.

The victim was Xia Pingwan's colleague.

The person who came to investigate today is Luo Xiangshan.

These people are here.

She couldn't treat it as an ordinary case.