Please draw your way of death

Chapter 23 Student Status

There were no more supernatural events in the second half of the night. The two slept until six o'clock in the morning. They didn't get up unhurriedly until the piercing wake-up bell rang, packed up and walked to the complex.

In view of the short piece of wire they just got yesterday, the two decided to sneak to the gate to pick the lock while eating.

At seven o'clock, Meng Qishu, who was ready to go, opened the door of the psychological consultation room, exchanged a look of mutual understanding with Ning Mian, who had been waiting at the door of the infirmary, and walked towards the school gate tacitly.

"Let's change tasks this time, I'll pick the lock, and you lead the guard away." Meng Qishu bent the wire in his hand back and forth without raising his head.

"Okay." Ning Mian finally had no objection, and nodded in response.

When the two stood in front of the old-fashioned iron railing gate, unsurprisingly, those fierce eyes were still staring at them sullenly from behind the glass in the guard room.

"Do you need me to wait for you to lure him away before picking the lock?" Meng Qishu picked up the lock, weighed it in his hand, and looked up at Ning Mianzhong.

"No, you pry yours." Ning Mian finally walked to the door of the guard room, twisted the door handle, and found that the door was locked from the inside.

He turned around, came to the window, bent down, and looked into those eerie eyes for a second, a kind smile slowly appeared on his lips: "Would you mind opening the door, let's have a good chat?"

On the other side, Meng Qishu squatted down in front of the gate, carefully observing the position of the lock cylinder from bottom to top.

He bent the iron wire in his hand into an arc, aiming at the position of the keyhole and punching it in. He only heard a slight "click", and the iron wire seemed to have touched something in the lock cylinder.

At the same time, there was a loud noise of an object hitting the wall in the guard room next to it. Meng Qishu distractedly glanced there, but there was nothing in the empty guard room, not even the creepy eyes pasted on the glass just now. Also disappeared.

Meng Qishu shrugged his shoulders and continued his actions. After a few seconds of groping, he turned the wire in his hand and pushed it skillfully.

The "click" sound of unlocking the lock clearly echoed in Meng Qishu's ears. He heaved a sigh of relief, and stretched out his hand to grab the lock and pull it down, but his hand suddenly hesitated a bit.

I saw that the lock body that was supposed to be pulled down was firmly connected to the lock head!

Why... is it not on?

Meng Qishu frowned, got up and held the lock in his palm, and groped the lock with his fingers, only then did he truly realize that the lock was really locked.

But what about the sound of unlocking the lock?

Meng Qishu, who didn't believe in evil, pushed the wire back again. After a while of fiddling, the clear "click" sounded again, and he pulled the lock down, but the same situation as before appeared on the lock body.

Why can't it be opened?

"Don't try it, this lock can only be opened with a key." A hand stretched out from behind and took the wire away from Meng Qishu's hand.

Meng Qishu looked back at Ning Mianzhong who came to him at some point, and put down the lock in his hand: "What's going on?"

"This lock simulates the state on the day of the earthquake. On the day of the earthquake, the only thing that opened the lock was the key. It cannot be opened with anything else." Ning Mian finally folded the wire and put it in Meng Qishu's pocket. Before he opened his mouth to ask the second question, he answered in time, "The guard said, I had a good conversation with him just now."

Communicate well?

Meng Qishu recalled the loud noise when he was unlocking the lock just now, and wisely chose to pretend to be deaf and stupid: "I thought the doorman looked so fierce that he shouldn't be a good talker. It seems that I guessed wrong."

"He just looks fierce." Ning Mian finally agreed.

Behind him, the guard who lay dying in the guard room opened his mouth and spit out a half-dead resentment.

If you don't bring such a bully, you'll still be good after beating the ghost!

Ning Mian, who didn't feel guilty about this, finally didn't care about the guard's secret accusation, and even dragged Meng Qishu to the cafeteria for a meal in the last few minutes.

Meng Qishu, who came out of the faculty cafeteria, immediately put on the student name badge in his hand, and searched for his class according to the information on the name badge.

[Suburb Campus, Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School. 】

Such a familiar name... Isn't this the room key class?

Meng Qishu found the third floor of the second teaching with familiarity, stepped on the class bell and stepped into the classroom, glanced at the teacher on the podium table, ignored Fang Key's curious gaze, and sat down in a random place.

It's a big class, but unfortunately there is only one vacancy, and it's a coincidence that it's the same vacancy that Meng Qishu saw last time.

Sitting on the seat, Meng Qishu pulled out the familiar schedule from the drawer and stared at it for a long time like a physiognomist.

With a "snap", Meng Qishu only felt a pain in his head, and in the next second he saw half a piece of white chalk bouncing off his head and onto the table.

"Meng Qishu, distracted during class, warn me once." The female teacher standing on the podium table pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and looked at Meng Qishu sternly.

Meng Qishu looked at her, put away the schedule without emotion, swept the chalk stubs to the floor, took out a political book from the drawer like the other students, and slapped it on the table.

The female teacher watched Meng Qishu take out the book with a cold face, turned around and picked up the textbook to prepare for the lecture, and gave him a last look: "Meng Qishu, you have been punished twice at school, I hope you can abide by the school rules today."

Punishment?twice?

Meng Qishu suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the podium. Unfortunately, the female teacher had already turned around to write something on the blackboard, and only the back of her head could be seen.

When was he punished?Where did he get the punishment from a psychologist?

Or……

Meng Qishu touched his chest with his fingers and stayed there for two seconds.

The previous owner of this famous bar has been punished twice!

Meng Qishu, who was restless, managed to get through a class with great difficulty. After class, he locked his eyes on the house key, and asked directly before the other party could speak: "House key, the player in front of this seat, since he was taken away Didn't you come back after that?"

"Ah? No." Frightened by Meng Qishu's anxious tone, Fang Key replied in a daze.

"How many times has he been punished?"

"I'm not sure about this. Anyway, when they were taken away, there were at least two of them." Fang Yao recalled, "I fell asleep once in class and contradicted the teacher once. Is there any problem?"

The information is correct.

A seriousness flashed in Meng Qishu's eyes: "It's nothing, I just feel... this player may not come back."

Not having a name is equivalent to not having an identity, which is equivalent to death in the dungeon!

"Should... not be so?" Fang Yao was a little flustered by Meng Qishu's serious look, so he couldn't help changing the subject and asked him, "By the way, aren't you a psychology teacher? How come you come to the classroom?"

"I found a way to change my identity. I should be considered to have replaced the player who was sitting here before." Meng Qishu tilted his head slightly, looking at his seat, "Sometimes the identities of faculty members are too restricted. Get more effective information."

"Did you encounter any situation in the student dormitory last night?"

"No." Fang Key shook his head, his eyes full of innocence, "I went back to the dormitory according to the schedule, and fell asleep in a daze after the dormitory supervisor checked the dormitory. I didn't encounter any danger."

It seems that the dormitory is indeed a relatively safe place.

The picture he saw through the window last night appeared in Meng Qishu's mind, and he frowned slightly, feeling a little physically uncomfortable.

"By the way, I met a super gentle sister last night. I have already decided to form a team with her. Thank you for taking care of me these few days!" Fang Yao suddenly smiled and said to Meng Qishu as if thinking of something, his eyes full of tears. It's a shiny color.

"Okay, you pay attention to safety." Meng Qishu nodded, and couldn't help but worry a little more about this little girl with an overly pure mind. "If you have anything to do, you can still contact us. If you can help, we will help."

"Okay." Fang Key replied with a smile.

The class bell rang on time, Meng Qishu didn't say anything more, turned around and returned to his seat.

Looking up, when he saw the thin figure walking in with a book in his eyes, he sighed slightly in his heart.

Ah, it's that super good math teacher.

The girl obviously also noticed the existence of Meng Qishu, and her steps hesitated for a moment, and she didn't want to stand at the door to enter, or not to enter.

Could it be that she went to the wrong classroom again?

Seeing the girl's hesitation, Meng Qishu rubbed his forehead in distress, and silently complained about himself.

It's all because of his nonsense, which scared the little girl into doubting her life when she saw her.

"Math teacher, are you coming to class?" In order to break the deadlock, Meng Qishu stood up and greeted him.

"Sorry, did I forget that this is not my class again, I'm leaving now!" The little girl took two steps back in a panic holding the book.

"No, no, this is your class, you come and you come!" Meng Qishu also panicked, if the math teacher just left like this, as a student, he would have to record two major demerits!

"Don't worry about me, I'm a student today, and I'm here to attend class."

The little girl didn't understand what he meant, but she roughly understood that it wasn't her negligence this time, so she stayed hesitantly.

Maybe, this psychology teacher is really just here to observe?

But what's the matter with a psychology teacher coming to sit in on a math class?

"Mathematics teacher, I actually have something else to ask." Seeing that the little girl hadn't left, Meng Qishu was relieved, and couldn't help but feel grateful when he looked at her.

"What...what's the matter?" The little girl was about to stammer nervously, "Do you still want to change classes? I...I'll change classes with you."

As long as you don't let her be approached by those scary NPCs, it's fine to change a few sessions!

"No, no, no, it's not a change of class." Meng Qishu almost laughed at this answer, which left a huge shadow on what he did last time!

"That's right, I want to ask you..." Meng Qishu looked at the math teacher, smiled slightly, and tried his best to show his tenderness and amiability, "Please write a note for me."