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After reading it, he nodded.

Duan Yun now understood; the numerous jagged marks on the ground perfectly matched the mop head.

It turns out someone held the mop upside down and repeatedly slammed it on the floor, leaving marks on both the floor and the mop. This was just to...

Why would anyone do that? "Lu Yang was knocked unconscious by the mop?" he shouted, thinking he had found the key.

.

Leng Xin immediately denied it. Lu Yang's wounds were marks from friction, clearly not something a mop could leave. Moreover, according to...

According to Li Changge's description, Lu Yang seemed to be dragged by the head and rubbed back and forth on the ground.

"What happened?" Duan Yun asked. "Someone rubbed Lu Yang's head back and forth on the ground, and then used a mop handle..."

Why did you slam the handle to the ground?

Lin Ding patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, how many of the things we've encountered these past few days can be explained by common sense?"

"What's the explanation?" He recounted what Zhao Xuejun had said, and Duan Yun and Leng Xin were both very surprised, feeling that things were becoming increasingly complicated.

The matter was complicated, so they needed to find Zhao Xuejun. Jiang Shichao checked the time; it was already 7 o'clock. He suggested they eat first and then relax.

Do other things slowly.

After the group ate and showered, it was already 8 o'clock. It was completely dark. Jiang Shichao and Zhao Xuejun had made an appointment at that time.

The plan was to go find Uncle He at 8:30, but seeing that they only had half an hour, the group headed to the No. 2 Women's Dormitory together.

He called out from downstairs, and Zhao Xuejun quickly ran out. After they met, there was a brief introduction, and Duan Yun inevitably...

After blushing for a while, the five of them headed towards a staff dormitory building.

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---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [19]: Uncle He was banging and hitting his broken TV while the door was wide open and people were greeting him from time to time.

The arrival of several students surprised Uncle He. He only recognized Zhao Xuejun among them, and didn't even know her name. However, he...

Being naturally hospitable, he immediately invited them to sit down.

The room was small and sparsely furnished, containing only a single bed, a bedside table, and a television set on the table.

There were cups and bowls and other daily necessities in the corner, and a small square table near the entrance, with leftover food in a lunchbox on it.

The food hadn't been cleared away yet. There was only one bamboo chair in the entire room; Uncle He sat on it, so the students had to squeeze in to sit.

He was on the bed. When Uncle He saw this, he smiled sheepishly and went out to borrow a few more stools.

"Is it still about what happened yesterday afternoon?" Uncle He chuckled. "I knew it was about this female student the moment she arrived."

That's right, isn't it?

Zhao Xuejun nodded shyly and said, "Uncle He, please explain in more detail!"

Without asking for a reason, Uncle He recounted the entire incident in detail, from beginning to end, as he had told Zhao Xuejun.

The content was the same. After listening, Jiang Shichao got up to watch television. A prime-time program was playing on TV, the images occasionally changing...

On a side note, the noise level is also quite high. However, even with the distorted image, people's faces are still generally recognizable.

Come.

"Uncle He, were the faces of everyone else on TV that day, besides Xiao Guang and Liu Yongze, completely unrecognizable?"

He asked.

Uncle He nodded firmly: "I can't recognize him at all. I don't know what happened to the TV that day, the picture quality was worse than..."

Today was much worse; people's faces looked as if they were covered with a layer of red water, constantly shimmering. And that water wasn't even transparent, just…

You can roughly see that the nose is higher and the eyes are sunken, but nothing else is distinguishable. Xiao Guang and Liu Yongze's faces, however, are clear.

Clearly!

"Then," Leng Xin continued, "you really didn't see any reporters? Not at all from beginning to end?"

“Yes,” Uncle He said, “I’m puzzled too. Reporters usually want to appear on TV, but this time even their faces are gone.”

It's really strange that he hasn't shown up at all.

The group exchanged glances and then asked another question: "Did you hear that last 'It's over' clearly? What was it?"

What does that mean?

"Of course I heard it clearly, and I guess it was a draw between the two students playing Go. But I just don't..."

I understand, but this reporter's video is jumping around so much, and the ending is so absurd. Young people these days are really getting more and more...

"This is outrageous!" Uncle He muttered.

"Besides this incident, did you encounter anything else strange that day?" Jiang Shichao asked.

Uncle He immediately perked up: "Of course there is! Speaking of which, there's nothing stranger than this. That day, after watching TV..."

So I filled a basin with water to wash my face. The water was tap water, and it was perfectly clean when I filled it. But after I put my face in the water...

Suddenly, it felt like something scraped my face. The pain made me look up, and when I looked in the mirror, I saw...

"A mark. Look!" He tightened his skin and showed it to everyone under the light, revealing the deep wrinkles on his face.

Sure enough, there was a red scar, as if it had been cut by something sharp.

"What could have gotten into the basin and scratched my face? Even stranger, when I looked into the basin, I found..."

"The water is full of silt and there are even some water plants. It's really weird!" Uncle He said. He then looked at several students...

He smiled and said, "Students, as soon as you came here today, I knew that you were more than just curious."

I'm old He, and I know a lot about strange things. Although I'm not afraid of the supernatural, sometimes I really can't help but believe in it.

"These two children died strangely, and I think this isn't over yet!" he said with a sigh.

"Uncle He, do you know something?" Zhao Xuejun asked anxiously.

Uncle He shook his head: "How would I know anything? I just like playing chess. Speaking of chess, Xiao Guang and Liu Yongze are also..."

"That's impressive, but no one can compare to the chess master from our school back then, that was truly..." He was about to launch into a long speech.

Having finished discussing chess and asking their questions, the men quickly took their leave. Uncle He seemed reluctant to leave, seeing them off as he went.

The man continued reminiscing about the chess master's past. No one was really listening; they exchanged a few polite words and left.

Once outside, Leng Xin headed straight for the infirmary. Duan Yun called after him loudly, but he didn't turn around and said, "I'm now..."

"I have a question, why don't you all come too!" Everyone followed along, bewildered.

Leng Xin returned to the infirmary, immediately opened the refrigerator, and took out several small sealed bags. Duan Yun had been with him at noon...

Having carefully examined these items, he immediately recognized them as objects extracted from Xiao Guang and Liu Yongze. Leng Xin...

After processing one bag of objects, he took out a brand new sealed bag from his person and processed the contents there as well.

After thinking it over for a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: "I was right!"

"What?" the others asked.

He pointed to the new sealed bag and said, "This bag contains the epidermal tissue from Uncle He's face, which I just..."

"He took it when he wasn't looking," he said, pointing to a bag he'd taken from the refrigerator. "This was taken from Xiao Guang's fingernails."

Human tissue and blood samples were extracted from the sutures. I've already compared them; both bags came from the same person.

"

"What does this mean?" Zhao Xuejun still didn't understand.

“This means,” Jiang Shichao said slowly, “that the scar on Uncle He’s face was inflicted by Xiao Guang.”

Lin Ding immediately realized what was happening: "Uncle He scratched his face while washing it, and that's exactly when we were at the ball."

When I saw Xiao Guang and Liu Yongze in the accident, the television was simultaneously showing the two of them falling into the water and calling for help.

Furthermore, silt and aquatic plants appeared in Uncle He's water basin. This means that at that time, Uncle He's water basin was connected to Luoyan Lake.

The mud and weeds in the basin all came from Luoyan Lake, and the grime on Uncle He's face also came from his struggles in Luoyan Lake.

Xiao Guang. The question is, how do we explain everything we witnessed on the field?

After he finished speaking, the whole room fell silent. No one spoke again, and the only sound was the heavy breathing of everyone.

This speculation is incredibly bizarre, yet, considering the current situation, it is remarkably accurate; everything indicates that this is indeed the case.

That's how it is. But how can one person die in different places and in different ways at the same time? That's just too absurd.

This was utterly incomprehensible. Such a bizarre event, coupled with such a bizarre deduction, had pushed Zhao Xuejun to her limit, and suddenly…

She cried out and tried to run outside. Lin Ding immediately grabbed her: "What are you doing?"

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [20]: “Madman,” Zhao Xuejun cried and struggled, “You are all madmen, I am madman, Uncle He is also madman.”

He's insane! How could such a thing happen in the world? It's impossible! We've all gone mad! I want to go to a mental hospital!

"She was originally a very thin girl, but in her hysterical state, both Lin Ding and Duan Yun actually pulled..."

She couldn't stay.

"Slap!" A sharp sound rang out. Leng Xin walked up and slapped her across the face. She was stunned, staring at him without saying a word.

"Have you made enough of a scene?" Leng Xin looked at her impatiently. "If you can't accept it, you can leave anytime, but you can't..."

Telling anyone all this is only worthwhile if you really want to be locked up in a mental hospital.