They Are Not Human! - Chapter 127

[Chapter 126 Dezhi Middle School 31]

“Exclude the third building of the teaching building.”

Fu Ranxiu’s indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

Wen Qing was still dreaming. In the dream, the voice of the dean’s mother suddenly changed to that of Fu Ranxiu, causing him to open his eyes suddenly.

“Exclude the third building of the teaching building.” Fu Ranxiu’s voice sounded again on the radio.

Wen Qing stared blankly at the white ceiling, her mind gradually turning.

He is still in the copy.

Still a copy of the game.

Thinking, Wen Qing sat up quickly and glanced at the time.

It’s six in the morning.

He slept for three hours? !

Wen Qing tilted her head to look at Jiang Yan and Song Xuan beside her: “Didn’t you call me?”

Jiang Yan winked at him and smiled, “We’re not sleepy.”

“Sleep a little longer, this building will take at least four hours . It’s safe inside.”

Wen Qing rubbed his eyes, stood up and said, “You guys should rest.”

“In case someone comes over later…”

Jiang Yan bent his lips, walked in front of him, and held him down. He pressed Wen Qing back to the folding bed again: “Impossible.”

“It’s only six o’clock, since they are playing games, they should still be sleeping.”

“Just shrinking, whether they are looking for someone or not, turn The students are either running or worrying about being discovered.”

“It is estimated that at eight or nine o’clock, we feel that we are too tired to relax our vigilance and come out.”

After speaking, Jiang Yan turned to look at Song Xuan, and asked with a smile: “Am I right? Classmate Song.”

Song Xuan looked indifferent, neither nodded nor shook his head.

Jiang Yan didn’t intend to let him go, so he raised the corner of his mouth: “Oh, it’s the default.”

Song Xuan’s face was slightly dark, and he was about to speak when he suddenly heard the voice of a person whose phone vibrated slightly.

He took out his phone, but there was no message.

Song Xuan lifted his eyelids and noticed Wen Qing’s slightly stiff expression.

Wen Qing nervously grabbed the phone in her pocket, and now she is completely awake and not sleepy at all.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated again.

Wen Qing’s eyelashes trembled, and she glanced at Song Xuan nervously, her heart beating violently.

In front of Song Xuan, he couldn’t take out his mobile phone.

Wen Qing pursed her lips, got up and said, “I’ll go wash my face.”

After speaking, she walked quickly to the toilet.

He walked out in a hurry, not even closing the office door.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and saw that something was wrong with Wen Qing.

Song Xuan immediately got up and followed.

Jiang Yan took two steps forward and stood at the door.

The men’s toilet is diagonally opposite the office, and the door can be seen clearly. After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Yan still did not follow.

He leaned against the door frame, took out a cigarette, and squinted at Song Xuan’s every move.

Wen Qing walked into the toilet, just about to take out her mobile phone, when she looked up and saw Song Xuan’s figure in the mirror.

He had no choice but to let go and walk to the washstand, pretending to wash his face.

Song Xuan tapped the keyboard casually and picked an expression: [(^з^)-☆] To

send a text message, he turned sideways and glanced at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing’s face was full of water droplets, the hair on her forehead was tightly against her cheeks, her long eyelashes were wet with water, hanging down low, trembling uncontrollably.

The drops of water flowed down his cheeks to his lips, and the beautiful lips were wet and red, and he subconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the drops of water.

Song Xuan paused for a moment, then made another expression: [(^_?)?☆]

Just as Wen Qing turned off the faucet, the phone vibrated again.

He stiffened nervously.

Song Xuan was very close to him, and he didn’t know if he heard it.

As soon as the thought passed by, he heard Song Xuan say, “There seems to be a sound.”

Wen Qing’s eyelids jumped, and he blurted out, “No.”

He quickly said, “I didn’t hear it, what was it?” The

voice fell, and the phone in his pocket It shook again.

Song Xuan stroked the keyboard with his fingertips, and said without changing his face, “It seems that something vibrated.”

Wen Qing pursed her lips, glanced at Building 3 opposite, and said slowly, “Someone may be there. 3 buildings, the ankle ring is ringing.”

Song Xuan replied, “It makes sense.”

After he finished speaking, he clicked an emoji, raised his eyes and stared at Wen Qing’s nervous and gradually reddening cheeks.

Wen Qing didn’t dare to look directly at Song Xuan, and only listened to his voice, thinking that Song Xuan had believed it.

He pursed his lips and walked quickly into the toilet cubicle.

Hearing the footsteps of Song Xuan following behind him, Wen Qing said without turning his head, “I, I want to get a tuba!”

After that, he walked quickly into the cubicle, closed the door, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

Wen Qing didn’t even glance at the text message, and quickly opened the settings and turned off the vibration mode.

The next second, a text message pops up at the top:

[I really want to kiss you and fuck you, (￣￢￣*). 】

Wen Qing was stunned, this is Song Xuan’s phone.

Why do I get this weird text message?

Is Song Xuan flirting online? !

Suddenly, Song Xuan’s cold voice sounded outside the compartment door: “This is the men’s room, transfer students.”

Then came Jiang Yan’s half-smiling voice: “Huh? Afraid of being seen?

” But in the early morning, the teaching building was extraordinarily quiet, and the sound-receiving effect of the toilet was so good that their conversation was particularly loud, with a faint echo.

Afraid that the two would quarrel again, Wen Qing quickly put away her phone and opened the door.

Jiang Yan and Song Xuan stood outside the door, looking at him at the same time.

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, and said to the two, “You continue.”

“I’ll go back first.”

After speaking, Wen Qing walked out directly, not forgetting to wash her hands.

Song Xuan and Jiang Yan also stopped staying in the toilet and went back to the office together.

In front of Wen Qing, the two became a little more at peace. As long as one didn’t speak, the other didn’t speak either.

Wen Qing sat on the chair, handed them chocolate, and blocked their mouths.

While eating chocolate himself, he continued to ponder advanced tasks.

Now comes the last question.

What happened three years ago?

If everyone in the class participated…

Song Xuan would definitely know.

And he also knew Ji Sheng.

Wen Qing’s eyelids jumped and looked at Song Xuan.

Song Xuan half-closed his eyes, stared at the chocolate, watched silently for a while, barely took a small bite, and then another.

He didn’t seem to like eating, but he was eating slowly.

Wen Qing blinked, wondering how to ask Song Xuan when he suddenly saw the transparent trophy in Song Xuan’s hand.

First place in the municipal knowledge contest.

Winners: Ji Sheng, Fu Ranxiu, Song Xuan.

Wen Qing stared blankly at the trophy, and said tentatively, “Is this Ji Sheng the Ji Sheng in the news?”

Song Xuan followed his line of sight and responded.

Jiang Yan glanced at the trophy and asked with a smile on his face, “What news?”

Wen said lightly, “A news about a serial murder case.”

Jiang Yan whistled and said to Song Xuan, “Song classmate. Did you also participate?”

Wen Qing pursed her lips, thinking to herself, she definitely didn’t participate.

Song Xuan glanced at Jiang Yan, and raised the corner of his mouth: “If it were me, I wouldn’t have been caught by the police.”

Wen Qing silently bit a piece of chocolate, thinking that Ji Sheng should think the same.

He was thinking about Xing Xie again…

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, “Are you two on good terms? We’ve all played together.”

“Generally, the teacher asked,” Song Xuan glanced at the trophy and sneered, “Ji Sheng and Fu Ranxiu. The relationship is better.”

“The two of them are still studying together—” He suddenly realized, his face darkened.

Seeing that his expression changed, Wen Qing asked in a low voice, “What are we studying together?”

Song Xuan lowered his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth: “It’s nothing.”

“I’ll go out and make a call.”

After speaking, he turned and left the office and walked to the corner of the corridor. , dial Huang Mao’s phone.

Huang Mao was still sleeping, and answered the phone in a daze: “Brother Song, what’s the matter?”

Song Xuan’s expression was cold, and his eyes were full of gloom: “What did Ji Sheng give to Fu Ranxiu before graduation?”

Huang Mao was at a loss: “Brother Song, why did you ask Ji Sheng all of a sudden?”

“He, isn’t he already in jail?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, don’t you want to end this bullshit game?” Song Xuan asked again in a cold voice, “What did Ji Sheng give Fu Ranxiu?”

Hearing Song Xuan’s first sentence, Huang Mao immediately woke up. : “Okay, it seems to be a book…”

“Yes, just a few foreign books and a small ornament.”

……

Wen Qing sat in the office, recalling Song Xuan’s expression just now.

What Fu Ranxiu did must have something to do with Ji Sheng.

Ji Sheng, Ji Yu, Ji Yu…

A thought flashed through his mind: Is the reason why a class of students got better grades because Fu Ranxiu and Ji Yu reached a deal?

It takes a group of students to be malicious to transfer students, and they also need to spend their study time in exchange for their academic performance. Song Xuan and others can no longer attack ordinary students.

The thought flashed by.

Wen Qing heard the sound of the system sounding in her ears:

[Fifty percent of the advanced tasks are completed. ]

[Players can leave the dungeon after removing the dungeon restrictions. 】

[End of This Chapter]