The three of them discovered that the small dark room in the academy was actually an incinerator, and Huang Tingting, who was suspected to be alive, was the person responsible for opening the door in the small dark room.
However, the temperature in the small dark room is very high, and there is no way for normal people to survive in it.
After the little black room became quiet, Ning Qiushui walked around the small black room.
Apart from a chimney, this small dark room has only one door left to lead to the outside world. The chimney has been emitting black smoke. The students in that place should not be able to get out, otherwise they would not be able to pass the knock just now. He opened the door to see if anyone was outside.
"The surrounding gardens are full of dead trees, and there are signs of being chipped. When this little black house was built, were we already planning to use it to burn the students?"
"There are no other exits in the small dark room, and the temperature seems to be very high in all directions. A little further up the room, there are smoke cages and steamers. Even if a layer is built above with partitions, there will be no way to survive. The only way Even hiding underground... But hiding underground is useless, she always has to come out to open the door. With the temperature in the room, even if there is no smoke, it can kill someone in less than half a minute..."
Ning Qiushui stared at the iron cage in front of her, constantly deducing in her mind how Huang Tingting might survive inside.
"Normal methods will definitely not work. There is no way she can survive..."
The temperature inside the small dark room was not entirely caused by the fire, but part of it was caused by the resentful spirits of the students who were burned to death in the room.
The surroundings of their bodies carried the high temperature of death. It was unknown how many students died in the small black room. The room was simply a high-temperature hell formed by a group of ghosts.
Ning Qiushui couldn't help but think of Liu Chun.
He glanced at Liu Chun, and a broken thread in his mind suddenly connected.
"Liu Chun can also come out of the dark room alive. If so, the note Liu Chun got may have special power."
"Could it be..."
Ning Qiushui suddenly remembered a detail that was easily overlooked.
That's why Liu Chun told him before that Huang Tingting had been called by her class teacher to talk to her several times because of her declining academic performance.
"...Huang Tingting also got the same note as Liu Chun?"
The moment this idea appeared in Ning Qiushui's mind, the whole thing started to become interesting.
Huang Tingting, like Liu Chun, both entered the dark room because of failing grades.
But unlike Liu Chun, everything Huang Tingting did was probably planned by her.
So how could Huang Tingting be sure that her class teacher would definitely give her a life-saving note when she entered the dark room?
The most likely possibility is that the head teacher is also a participant in Huang Tingting's plan.
"Grass……"
Thinking of this, Ning Qiushui couldn't help but cursed.
He found that things were more complicated than he thought.
As a faculty member of the academy, the head teacher should be standing at the other end of the academy, but it seems that things are different from what they saw.
But until now, they still don't know what the head teacher, Huang Tingting, and Zheng Shaofeng want to do.
Release all these black evil spirits imprisoned in the small dark room?
There was another knock on the door of the small dark room.
But this time Ning Qiushui didn't respond. He led the two of them and ran towards the teaching building.
After they left, the room rang for more than three minutes.
Until a certain moment, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.
The iron door made an unpleasant scraping sound.
The rusty door was slowly pushed open, and the hands that appeared were white and soft, with no signs of burns.
After the door opened, a strange dark face suddenly appeared. It stared in the direction of the teaching building, with strong resentment in its eyes...
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Ning Qiushui and others returned to the classroom.
Most students have already started taking a lunch break or continuing to read.
A small number of weirdos are still wandering around the school. They seem to have found some clues and have not returned yet.
When it was time for class in the afternoon, the class teacher was unexpectedly late. The classroom was still quiet. Ning Qiushui glanced at Liu Chun and asked:
"Has this class teacher been late before?"
Liu Chun shook his head.
"Teacher Zuo has never been late since he replaced Teacher Dong in teaching our class. This is the first time."
Ning Qiushui frowned and wanted to ask something else, but saw someone walking in from the door of the classroom. Seeing this person, all the strangers were stunned.
Because this is a person who should have died long ago - Zeng Shen.
Because he contradicted the teacher that day, he was sent to a small dark room by his class teacher (left), and as expected, there was no note on him.
Zeng Shen sat back in his seat expressionlessly, then buried his head in reading a book.
Yang Mei and Bai Xiaoxiao were both relatively close to him. Seeing that there was no head teacher outside the door, Yang Mei gestured to Bai Xiaoxiao and said to her through lip language:
"Sister Xiaoxiao, what's the matter?"
Bai shook his head slightly to indicate that he was not sure, and asked her to be careful.
The Zeng Shen in front of him was obviously different from before.
The previous Zeng Shen was arrogant and domineering, looking like he was unhappy with everyone, but now he has become extremely silent, and Yang Mei is relatively close to him. When you look at Zeng Shen's face up close, you always feel that he seems to be there. laugh.
The smile that is soft on the outside but not smiling on the inside is very scary.
No one knew whether he was still a human being, so the tricksters wisely kept silent and kept a distance from him.
About five minutes later, the head teacher came back.
But his face didn't look good.
He looked much paler than before, and he always had one hand in his trouser pocket.
It is a very common gesture for men to put their hands in their trouser pockets, but the class teacher (left) does not have this habit.
"Are you injured... Did you have a fight with whom... and the black man who escaped from the small dark room?"
"The students in the small black room should be with Huang Tingting and the others, and the head teacher is also a part of Huang Tingting's plan. But looking at his current situation, could it be that he is not from Huang Tingting's side, but is just being used by Huang Tingting?"
Ning Qiushui looked at the head teacher on the podium carefully and touched his chin with one hand.
Everyone in the class who should come back has already come back.
Someone even came back who shouldn't have.
As usual, the class teacher first scanned the number of people in the class. When his eyes touched Zeng Shen, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but he moved away after a while.
"Review physics carefully during self-study in the afternoon and take the exam tomorrow morning."
"If you have any questions you don't understand, you can come up and ask me."
After the head teacher finished speaking, he sat on the podium and looked at his phone.
