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There were still shoe prints on the school uniform. After Jizhe woke up, he quickly found his position. He stood in front of all the classmates.

Seeing Ji Zhe bucking the trend, Dr. Lu couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but he didn't see anything special about him.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. I didn't expect to collapse the wall in the middle of the health classroom." No one else needed to take the blame, Jizhe took the initiative to admit it with a hint of shame.

"Did you destroy the windows, mirrors and doors?" Dr. Lu thought he had overlooked something. He stared at Ji Zhe for a while, but still found nothing: "How did you do it?"

"Let my classmates leave, and I will tell you the answer." Ji Zhe signaled everyone not to approach him. He seemed to be ready to start communicating with the ghost behind him.

Dr. Lu has been killed by Gao Ming. What is hidden in Dr. Lu's body at this time is probably Situ An's will. This unscrupulous devil has met all kinds of people. He can easily see through Ji Zhe's true nature, a reckless man. A vain coward who is not too bright.

What makes him wonder is, why do people like Ji Zhe become so brave?

Doctor Lu looked at the other students in Class 13. Every student had their own hidden agenda and their attitude towards Ji Zhe was different. But after Ji Zhe finished speaking, everyone backed away decisively.

Everyone was extremely cooperative and showed full trust in Ji Zhe.

Doctor Lu's eyes finally fell on Zhuo Jun. He knew that Zhuo Jun was one of his own, but at this time, even Zhuo Jun was retreating, fear spreading deep in his eyes.

It doesn't matter to others. Zhuo Jun, the director of the Queen's Investigation Bureau, felt some kind of fear in Ji Zhe. This issue is not simple.

Stepping forward, Dr. Lu stood in front of the other two school doctors. He raised his hand and pointed at Ji Zhe: "It is normal for students to accidentally damage the experimental equipment in class. Others can leave, but you have to stay."

"No!" Wang Jie was the first to express his position with his hands hidden in his sleeves.

Seeing that Qian Junran and several other students were hesitant, Wang Jie scolded: "The wolf said to the sheep that if you are willing to cut off your horns, they will not eat you. But in fact, if the sheep really cut off their horns, they will only A worse death!"

His words made the students wake up, and Du Bai also echoed: "Jizhe is the only one selected. If we want to be selected, it will only be possible under his guidance."

Doctor Lu looked at the students in Class 13 in silence. He had no idea what they were talking about. The chosen one? Cut off the horn?

As a being who controls the rules, Dr. Lu felt like he was watching a group of elementary school students bickering and quarreling. His patience was exhausted in just two minutes, and he waved directly to the female doctor who was holding her head.

There is a gap between ordinary people and investigators, and the gap between investigators and ghosts is even greater. He asked Zhuo Jun to bring the students of Class 13 just to deal with the school rules.

There were school rules in the past, so he didn't dare to go too far, but there seemed to be an anomaly in the school rules last night. Doctor Lu felt that an opportunity had come, and he even wanted to control every student through physical torture.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. This guy is so stupid and cute. I'm really worried that my mind will become stupid after parasitizing his body." The head in the female doctor's arms opened and closed its mouth and made a sound. It didn't He stayed close to the crowd and just stared at Ji Zhe from a distance.

When Jizhe's face was completely reflected in the depths of its eyes, the head began to wither slowly like a flower.

The female doctor holding the head fell to the ground, as if being sucked dry by some force.

At the same time, Ji Zhe suddenly felt uncomfortable. It started with itching, then pain, as if his skin was about to be burst by something.

Resisting the urge to reach out and scratch, Jizhe took off his designer clothes, and then looked at his heart.

Every time the heart beats, the skin on the chest will bulge outward a little, as if a human face is about to emerge.

There was unspeakable extreme fear behind him, and a human head was planted in his chest. Ji Zhe never expected that he would be attacked from both sides in this way.

His legs fell to the ground. Even though his body was trembling in pain, Jizhe's brand-name coat on his arm did not touch the ground, only the label was dangling in the air.

"Don't be afraid, I'm fine." Even at this time, Ji Zhe still tried to speak. He was comforting others and encouraging himself: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all."

Gao Ming in the crowd was slowly moving towards Ji Zhe. He lowered his head, his eyes were almost bloodshot, and the fragments of death memory in his heart collided violently, as if fire was burning in his blood vessels.

He wanted to kill Situ An so much, but he hadn't found Situ An's body yet. If he directly killed Situ An's will hidden in Dr. Lu's body, he might be able to alert the enemy.

"Bear it, you must endure it..."

Narrowing his eyes, Gao Ming tried hard to fight against the murderous intention in his heart. He couldn't let Situ An see any problem.

"I have never seen you so excited." Xia Yang's voice suddenly appeared in Gao Ming's mind: "You are so rational, but you were almost swallowed up by murder after seeing him. You must have been killed by him, Over and over again, that’s why you’re so excited now, right?”

Gao Ming didn't reply, the memory of death in his heart burned every nerve in him.

"Compared to me, you want to kill him in the most cruel way. I'm starting to wonder, what has he done to you to make you want to kill him far more than me. Am I far less powerful than him? Is it dangerous?"

Xia Yang's voice kept popping up in his mind, and the memories of death were colliding in his heart. Gao Ming didn't dare to relax for a moment. He really wanted to stuff everything into his heart.

"I want to paint for him. Let my corpse paint us all!"

His nails dug into the flesh, and Gao Ming grabbed Xia Yang's last photo. He wanted to find an opportunity to call ghosts and gods near Ji Zhe. If he dragged it on, Ji Zhe might actually send it.

Suddenly there were footsteps again in the corridor outside the health classroom, the door was pushed open, and a security guard, wearing a security hat crookedly, shouted into the classroom out of breath: "What happened!"

There was a loud sound of the walls collapsing in the office building. Hu Biao, the night shift security guard, entered the house with thick black circles under his eyes. He was waving the baton he bought online and was about to say a few harsh words when he saw Dr. Lu.

With his neck shrinking, Hu Biao retreated wisely, but the student union members following him swarmed in and sent him to the health classroom with them.

"The next class has already started, why are your classes absent?" Ji Zhe, the leader of the student union, met yesterday. He was wearing a soaked red school uniform, and his trousers were still covered with mud and rotten leaves brought out by the torrent.

The student union was originally in the activity building to deal with the flood, but because the situation in the office building was not right, they rushed over temporarily.