As expected, Wu Zhicai's words frightened Zhang Xin. She shrank her neck and said, "Then let's forget it."
"No." Lan Xiaye pressed down her hand and said to Wu Zhicai, "I still want to run."
Wu Zhicai shrugged indifferently and crossed out Zhang Xin's name.
Zhang Xin looked at Lan Xiaye in surprise: "Xiaojie, you are so brave. It's so dark and scary when the lights are out. I don't even dare to go to the toilet at night."
Lan Xiaye smiled and said, "I want to exercise my courage."
Wu Zhicai heard this and said sarcastically: "How brave! I will definitely let you run for office."
"Thank you then." Lan Xiaye said with a smile.
Wu Zhicai choked up and managed to say: "You look so ugly when you smile!"
Zhang Xin glared at Wu Zhicai with dissatisfaction, and angrily complained to Lan Xiaye, "How can there be such a disgusting person like him? He only knows how to complain to the teacher, but his words are so ugly."
Lan Xiaye didn't take it to heart. The world was moving very slowly. On this day's lunch break, no one went back to the dormitory to rest.
The taskmaster whose identity is a teacher, in his capacity as a teacher, summons all the taskers to a classroom to exchange information.
Lan Xiaye was surprised to see Jia Muyun, who still looked cold and proud, standing in front of Sang Xue in a protective manner.
Maybe Sang Xue said something to Jia Muyun, but his attitude was very calm.
The teacher threw down a soundproof prop and said, "Okay, everyone can exchange information."
Sang Xue was the first to speak: "I am investigating Yang Mengting." She took out six printed photos and distributed them to everyone.
The photo shows a young girl with a beautiful smile. Even in such a strict boarding school, she still wears full makeup, and deliberately creates a light and mature makeup that instantly distinguishes her from a group of raw high school students.
"Yang Mengting has pretty good grades and is among the best in the class. Her classmates also say that she has a cheerful and generous personality, but when it comes to Jia Muyun's affairs, she becomes very crazy." Speaking of this, Sang Xue glanced at Jia Muyun with some embarrassment. As expected, I saw that he was extremely awkward.
"It is said that whenever a girl approaches Jia Muyun, she will lead her sister group to warn that girl. Whenever Jia Muyun looks at someone, she will educate them, and will not let them go until they are far away from Jia Muyun. "
"Then I was bullied by Yang Mengting as well." Sang Xue said briefly.
From this point of view, Yang Mengting went crazy because she couldn't get Jia Muyun's love and made many bullying behaviors.
Does this count as completing one-third of the task? It's a little too simple.
The missionaries continued to exchange information. Sang Xue had already described the character Yang Mengting in great detail, and there was nothing more to add.
The security guard had something to say: "When I was chatting with other security guards, I asked about Tian Ju'ai's identity. She is just an ordinary cook. She is responsible for preparing meals for students in the cafeteria. Except for the lack of food. , I didn’t find out anything else.”
These are all the clues that the six taskers have investigated so far. Everyone is at a loss. Except for Yang Mengting and the ordinary cook, there is no other character information.
One of the missionaries asked a question: "Didn't that Yang Mengting jump off the building? Why are we still asked to kill her in the side mission? Did we find the wrong person?"
Lan Xiaye and other task takers looked at this silly task taker in surprise. Although the side mission was an optional task, the points were very generous. They didn't say anything on the surface, but in their hearts they were thinking about seizing the opportunity and getting as many as possible. Kill some heroes.
After all, there are only three protagonists, but there are six missionaries. There are too many monks and too few, and no one wants to suffer.
Moreover, some people think that one person will be the best and take all the points.
"You're not wrong." Lan Xiaye answered him, "Don't forget that this may be a supernatural world. Maybe the one we want to kill is Yang Mengting who has become a ghost."
Having said this, Lan Xiaye patted her head and came up with an idea. Not only her, but also many quick-thinking missionaries reacted immediately.
"Are the other people whose identities cannot be discovered through investigation already dead?"
After having an idea, everyone dismissed the gathering and decided to change the direction of the investigation.
In the afternoon, Wu Zhicai proudly informed Lan Xiaye to go to the multimedia classroom to participate in the election for student union members.
Zhang Xin originally wanted to accompany her, but when she saw Sang Xue, she curled her lips and left.
Sang Xue didn't care about an NPC and chatted casually with Lan Xiaye.
Her emotional intelligence is very high, and chatting with her is like a spring breeze, making people feel very relaxed.
The two of them have arrived at the multimedia classroom. This multimedia classroom is very large. A dim light only illuminates the front of the classroom. The back half of the classroom is dark, revealing the undulating shadows of various equipment.
The members of the student union sat on the chairs below, looking at the students who came to campaign expressionlessly. The dim light hit their faces, casting large shadows.
When the students who came to run for election saw this strange scene, they already gave up and introduced themselves with a stammering voice. The student union members in the audience neither encouraged him nor scolded them to leave.
All of them just sit blankly on their chairs and stare at you with expressionless faces, like dead people.
One girl couldn't stand the weird atmosphere. She screamed and ran away: "I won't run for election."
Such an incident did not attract their attention. Their eyes were fixed on the boy who introduced himself on the stage.
The boy's face turned pale, a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he quickly ended his speech.
"I'm done."
"Next." The student sitting in the middle spoke hoarsely. He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and his mouth was like an aging wooden door, making an unpleasant creaking sound.
The boy bowed and ran off the stage quickly.
The people who were originally lined up behind the boys began to give way, "You go first, I'm a little nervous, I'll prepare a little more."
Everyone was humble to each other and retreated further and further, forcing Lan Xiaye, a person in the middle, to squeeze onto the podium.
The eyes of all the student union members were focused on Lan Xiaye's face. Lan Xiaye could feel the weirdness in their eyes, looking at her with a strange and expectant look, as if waiting for her to become one of them.
What happened to these student union members, how did they all become like this?
Lan Xiaye briefly introduced herself. Her eyes scanned the entire lecture hall. Suddenly, she saw a snow-white face staring at her in the back row of the classroom.
The snow-white face glowed whitely in the darkness, as if there was only one face floating in the darkness.
(End of chapter)
