MTL - Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat-Chapter 387 Calculated

  The program team didn't send anyone to wake them up, but the bell rang throughout the campus at nine o'clock in the morning.

   A group of people in twos and threes chatted and followed the npc to the teaching building.

  On the way, I was still guessing whether the program group would be so frantic that they would really have a day's class.

  Song Senior Sister Qingyou said, "You can ask our teacher Xu if you can't attend class."

  Jiang Xuyan swallowed the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, "I almost forgot, Xingzhou is now a teaching assistant teacher, so why does the teaching assistant live with us? This arrangement is too loose!"

   "It may be that there is no place to live in the faculty dormitory." Tang Zinian spread his hands and said, "It's too easy to find a 'justifiable' reason."

  Of course, the real reason is that the program group can vacate four dormitories, and they are still furnished so well, which is not easy.

   "That's right." Jiang Xuyan clicked his tongue, "Speaking of which, you took the test yesterday, right? Does Xingzhou know our results?"

  Xu Xingzhou shook his head.

   "Hey, as a teacher, you don't know anything, and you have to take the exam with us, so your status is no different from that of a student."

   Several people agree with this very much.

   "You guys—"

   "Don't go back to the classroom, I have something to ask you here."

   "The counselor and Assistant Professor Xu also stayed."

   A group of people were just about to enter the teaching building when they were stopped by a woman in a professional suit.

  The other party looks older than them, and should be a school teacher or someone in the leadership.

  Song Qingyou took a step forward: "Excuse me, what are you looking for us for?"

  The woman put on a serious face, "My surname is Liu, you can just call me Teacher Liu, I just came to ask, you guys... Did you leave the dormitory building last night?"

  Song Qingyou looked back at a few people, not because she couldn't make up her mind, but because she wanted to know whether they wanted to confess or hide.

   "The school seems to be monitored."

  Shu Ling's words instantly made the entangled people have no choice.

  Regardless of whether the monitoring is true or not, if the program group says there is, then there is.

  Song Qingyou replied directly: "Yes, after we came out last night, we went to the club activity room."

   "Oh, which club?"

   "The Reasoning Agency."

   "It's the reasoning club again." The woman frowned tightly, "There are so many clubs in the school, you are the most restless!"

  Song Qingyou intended to be cliché, so she said solemnly:

   "Teacher Liu, we also want to contribute to the school, so we want to find out about the ghost story..."

   "These are things that schools should do. How can you students manage these things?" The woman was very dissatisfied.

   It's just that Song Qingyou's aura is too strong, and she is a little nervous, so she doesn't look at people when she speaks lines, and she looks very unconfident.

  Song Qingyou continued to ask: "Mr. Liu, you said that the students can't control it. Is there something wrong with these strange stories? Does the teacher know the truth?"

   "If I knew, I would have called the police to arrest him!"

  Ms. Liu changed the subject, "Okay, don't ask, I'm looking for you because someone died at school last night."

   "What?!" Tang Zinian and Jiang Xuyan said almost in unison.

   "Because you were out last night, I need to talk to you."

   Teacher Liu said, and motioned for a few people to follow her.

   "This seems to be the direction to the rooftop." Yu Muhuai walked to Song Qingyou's side.

  Shu Ling asked: "Is it the rooftop where there is crying in the legend?"

   "Yes." Song Qingyou answered, "Nine times out of ten it is there."

   Several people were still discussing what was going on. The closer they were to the teaching building, the more npcs chatting next to them.

   "Did you see it? Someone jumped off the building, right?"

   "It's so far away, who can see clearly?"

   "It's better to stay away, be careful that you will be the next one!"

   "That rooftop is also where the strange story happened... The person who jumped off the building might have been killed by the strange story!"

   "Isn't it a member of the reasoning club again? That club must be cursed."

   "This time it doesn't seem to be..."

  …

   Some people's voices were too loud, and it was hard for Song Qingyou and his party not to hear them.

   Soon, everyone came to the area surrounded by the cordon along with these discussions.

  In the middle of the cordon, there was not only a corpse, but also blood spattered around the corpse and on the outer wall of the teaching building.

  The whole scene looks too realistic.

   "vomit—"

  Zhao Yingnan retched in shock on the spot.

  Shu Ling thoughtfully stood in front of her, but she didn't dare to look.

  Tang Zinian and Jiang Xuyan also turned their heads.

  Song Qingyou looked cold

  —She could easily see that the dead body on the ground was an extra.

   "He plays the corpse at a very high level, but he only fell from the seventh floor, and the blood spatter will not be so large."

   Talking inside and outside, it seems to be complaining about the lack of details in the program group.

  Jiang Xuyan tugged at her sleeve, "Qingyou, how do you know this?"

  He wasn't curious about how Song Qingyou knew about this, but he still had to explain a few sentences in the show.

   "Calculated." Song Qingyou was still calm, "No matter the distance and shape of the blood splatter, it is often used in criminal investigations."

   "Qingyou, you really know everything...even giving birth."

   Several people were almost numb from shock.

  Song Qingyou looked at Teacher Liu who didn't speak anymore: "Ms. Liu brought us here, did you ask us to help with the autopsy?"

  npc Mr. Liu shook his head quickly.

   "No, no, no, how can I let you, uh, post-mortem, just ask you to come here for questioning!"

  —This is basically what the director asked them to do, saying that they wanted to scare these people... who knew that Song Qingyou was not only not scared, but also provoked...

   "Who's here to ask questions?" Song Qingyou asked again.

"us."

  Two tall men came out of the teaching building. Although they were dressed in ordinary clothes and had no uniform, they seemed to be imitating 'plainclothes police' or something.

   Sure enough, after the two introduced themselves, they started asking questions.

   "Why did you come out of the dormitory last night? I heard that the school doesn't allow it."

   "We want to investigate the strange stories in the school. The students say that the strange stories appear at night."

   "You want to investigate the ghost story, why did you go directly to the activity room?"

   "To be honest, I am a counselor who has just joined the reasoning club, and they are all new students. We don't know much about the previous situation, and there are a lot of materials in the activity room, so I ran to look through the materials."

   "Strange stories and so on are all feudal superstitions. You are college students anyway, so don't believe these things. They are all rumors."

"OK."

  Song Qingyou responded obediently.

  After that, the two asked how many people knew the deceased, and whether they had seen each other.

   A group of people shook their heads one after another.

  Only Yu Muhuai looked at the shoes that fell not far away, and asked a few people: "Do you look familiar with those shoes?"

   "Familiar?"

  Jiang Xuyan and the others did not dare to look at the corpse, they only covered one eye, and looked at the shoe Yu Muhuai was pointing at.