There were several teachers standing aside, lowering their voices and crying softly, and several students were sitting on their knees in the corner, their pants full of fishy smell.
There was a person sitting there on her knees, seemingly choosing a good angle before her body stiffened.
She opened her mouth, and half of her face from the nasal cavity down became red and swollen, about several centimeters thick.
She opened her mouth, and the skin in her mouth had blisters. Perhaps it couldn't be described as blisters.
That is the skin separation phenomenon after severe burns.
Her hands were red and swollen, and there was a hot water bottle and a mobile phone lying on the ground beside her knees.
The hot water bottle is soaked with water, but the mobile phone is a little further away and is still dry.
He swallowed and walked to the body with a heavy expression.
He gently stretched out his hand and opened his swollen and sticky lips with his fingertips.
A hot breath immediately spurted out from the deceased's mouth.
"she……"
Bu Zhaozhao took over what Chen Qing said.
"She swallowed a whole pot of 100-degree boiling water and...suffocated herself to death?"
"A pot of boiling water... no matter how hot it is, you can't die immediately..."
Chen Qing muttered, looking at the dean who hurried over.
"What did she do? Did anyone see the scene?"
The dean wiped his sweat, nodded, and pointed to the students slumped on the ground not far away: "Don't ask now... They are a little unstable."
Chen Qing nodded clearly, walked closer, and stared at the unclosed eyes.
Perhaps Chen Qing's move was so frightening that the students regained some consciousness.
They rubbed their bodies and took a few steps back. After the rustling sound attracted Chen Qing's eyes, they hesitantly said: "She...she drank water to death!"
Chen Qing frowned, looked at the student and continued to ask: "Drink water? How much did she drink?"
"A lot! A lot! She was standing in front of the hot water machine! After filling a pot, she poured it directly into her mouth! After filling a pot, she poured it into her mouth!
I don’t know how much she drank! She had been drinking until just now, then turned around and smiled at us! And that’s it! "
He cried and repeated the words he had said many times, and the figure in his eyes was blurred.
But he was still repeating those words.
"She just kept drinking! She spit out the water from her mouth after drinking it! She even poured water into her mouth!"
Chen Qing's expression became more solemn as he listened. He looked at the corpse in front of him and slowly pressed his hand on her chest.
At this moment, he knew that what his classmate said was true.
He knew the cause of the girl's death.
Yes, no matter how serious the burn is, there is no reason to die on the spot.
She did not die from burns, but from a rupture of her stomach, in which hot water poured into her abdominal cavity and stewed her alive.
It may be massive hemorrhage or death caused by infection, but the causes of death are always inseparable from these.
He took out his mobile phone and recorded the appearance of the deceased. Every time he took a picture, the horrific burns made him feel unavoidable pity.
He trembled, turned his head and asked those students: "You haven't seen her mobile phone, have you?"
"No! No! We haven't seen it at all!"
Then, he turned to look at the teacher.
The teachers turned pale and nodded.
Seeing that none of them had interacted with each other, Chen Qing stood up and walked to the phone.
He picked it up, but before he could unlock the phone's lock screen password, the faces of the four dead police officers appeared on the screen.
They tore each other's bodies apart, and four faces appeared in the four corners of the screen.
They laughed and dug out each other's eyes with their fingertips.
"time……"
He muttered. Judging from the scars on their bodies, it seemed that the photo was taken earlier than the one in the hands of the two horse boys.
But if the photos in the hands of the students were received before them... why did the victims appear today?
He frowned. Could it be that what was said online was true? Just forward it to others and you'll be fine.
But if this rule is true, then who summed it up.
He shook his head and dispersed the irrelevant thoughts, and then asked the students not far away: "Does she have a good or bad relationship with anyone?"
They looked at each other and seemed a little cautious about what they said.
"Her death should have nothing to do with others." He knew what the two people were thinking and calmly advised: "Don't worry, the police will ask these questions again later."
"And..." They raised their hands and pointed to the class behind Chen Qing: "I have a good relationship with Deng Hanyan in the class. As for the ones who don't have a good relationship..."
They thought for a moment and shook their heads slightly.
"Teachers, please bring these students to the conference room to prepare." Chen Qing nodded clearly and continued to the dean behind him: "Then prepare an office for me. I need to ask classmate Deng Hanyan about about this case.
Hearing Chen Qing's request, the dean was relieved. He had wanted to take the people away from here for a long time, but due to his lack of confidence in the case and the tragedy, he did not dare to give orders rashly.
That is, after receiving Chen Qing's order, the students and the teacher went to the library on the top floor. At this moment, there was absolutely no one in the library, which was suitable for them to sit temporarily.
Classmate Deng Hanyan also arrived with Chen Qing in the office of their age about half a minute later.
He looked at the dean who was about to enter together and shook his head slightly.
"Don't eavesdrop or peek. I will record the entire interrogation, broadcast the phone call at the same time, and interrogate you with the police officers at the police station at the same time. Please don't worry about safety issues."
His words were undoubtedly powerful, and these few words dispelled the dean's intention to listen.
After confirming that no one was around, Chen Qing's expression became serious.
"Did you send that photo?"
The girl lowered her head and clutched the edge of her sleeves with both hands. There was a faint fragrance on the school uniform she was sitting on, but the smell seemed to have been sprayed on just now.
Her face was solemn, she bit her lip and looked panicked. Her eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to raise her head after hearing Chen Qing's question.
"I don't know...I don't know anything..."
She had mixed emotions, and her heart seemed to be beating wildly in her chest.
She lowered her head, but at this moment she suddenly looked into Chen Qing's eyes.
"She's dead! She died in your hands! Did you see how she died?!
She suffered more than ten minutes of torture! "
He lowered his voice, but the resentment in his tone was quite obvious. He took on the girl's emotions: "She would never have thought...that it was her friend who wanted to kill her."
Deng Hanyan's face turned pale at this moment. She looked at Chen Qing who was sitting up, and her fingertips began to feel numb. She grabbed her pants with her fingers, her muscles tensed and murmured in retort: "No...it's not like that... …”
There were two lines of tears in her eyes, and her eyes had turned red.
"I don't want to hurt her!"
"When was the photo sent?"
She fell silent. His face gradually began to look lower again.
"When were the photos sent?" His voice was stern, and the screen of the mobile phone in his hand was adjusted to the photo of the girl's death.
He pinched Deng Hanyan's chin and pointed her eyes at the screen of his mobile phone: "Look at her! Her entire esophagus has been cooked by the boiling water! Her abdominal cavity is now covered in white flowers! This is all because of you! And You still don’t want to tell me the truth now?!”
She was shaking all over, and the beads of sweat on her forehead had become big. She gritted her teeth, and the sound of her teeth trembling could be clearly heard.
"It's me...I sent it to her..."
"Why."
"They said... that whoever received the photo would be unlucky..."
"Where did you know that?"
"On the Internet...in the forum."
She staggered and took out her device from her pocket with twisted fingers that couldn't be stretched freely.
She looked at Chen Qing with a sad look in her eyes: "She... was she really killed by me?"
"It depends on how you answer next."
Chen Qing shook his head, but the words in his mouth did not answer the question.
He took the device from the girl's hand, and the forum was already open on the screen.
There are several posts like this in that forum.
The first article: "Exciting! Several notes died in the police station! Save them quickly! They may be deleted one day!"
Article 2: "Strange things, have you noticed that since saving the photos, there have been more and more bad luck?
Damn it, it's a shame I'm using the head teacher's equipment. "
Article 3: “Don’t save it! Don’t save it! If you save it, you must forward it within seven days!
There is a ghost in the picture! "
These three posts are arranged from top to bottom, occupying the top three most popular posts on the forum.
This is reasonable, but when you click on it, the original photo has been blocked and cannot be viewed.
The third post was filled with a lot of bloody and horrifying pictures.
Chen Qing frowned and browsed through the items one by one.
Most of the users who spoke said that they experienced self-mutilation after saving the pictures, but it was not serious, about the level of a skin injury, but the amount of bleeding was scary.
But at the bottom of this post, most of the replies turned into asking for resources and original pictures.
"Did you save the original picture?"
Her face turned a little paler: "Me! I didn't know it would turn out like this! I just..."
She gritted her teeth, and a smell of fishy smell came out: "I just want her to take a break from school for a while!"
"I didn't expect this at all...I didn't want this at all..."
She held her head and began to cry louder.
Chen Qing frowned and opened the victim's cell phone. He looked at the picture he received and asked with curiosity: "How did you send it to her?"
"penguin……"
In Penguin, the chat history stays at the day before.
Starting from Deng Hanyan, she claimed that this is a ghost picture, but it can increase luck. The longer it can be saved, the better, and it must be set on the desktop!
Immediately afterwards, there were a few screenshots of the forum. She didn’t know whether they were real or fake, or they might be cross-dressing users, but she did take screenshots.
And the victim believed it.
Finally, at 17:25 pm one day ago, Deng Hanyan asked the victim if he could send a copy of the picture to himself, but the victim did not reply and ended all chats.
Yes, she really didn't want to kill her friend, but it seemed that she became the culprit who tortured her best friend to death inch by inch.
