After betraying the traitor, she became a god in the dark game

Chapter 10 The Truth
"it's me."

The sound was as light as a whisper and as soft as feathers floating in his ears, tickling Qiao Yan's heart.

"According to the system's remote monitoring, the person being targeted is the person who robbed you of your things in the canteen. Be careful."

Qiao Yan sneered disdainfully: "Then let him never come back."

Yan Qing was confused and felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped again. He crossed his arms and followed Qiao Yanxin obediently.

"If you don't go back to the dormitory, go to the information room."

Qiao Yanxin knocked patiently on the door of the information room. After three knocks, the strong door lock broke in the middle, and the thick iron door was slowly opened.

Half of the old man's face was hidden in the darkness, and his white eyes flashed with luster after seeing the two of them.

"Did you bring something?"

Qiao Yanxin looked calm and even more composed. She sat down directly opposite the old man and said, "I've given you the things. Will you give us what we want?"

Yan Qing stood silently behind Qiao Yanxin, like a strong cedar.

"Here it is."

The bright light in the information room drove away the darkness, and mountains of newspapers were piled up in three large columns. Most of the newspapers were yellowed. When you got closer, the musty smell that entered your nose became even more unbearable.

Qiao Yan held a piece of orchid in her heart and put it on the dusty desk. The old man was still sitting there, and the orchid was swept away by a big pink tongue that suddenly appeared on the roof.

"You only have two hours before the door closes again."

Qiao Yanxin raised the dust on the newspaper and called Yan Qing, who was still in a daze: "Three years ago, the news was around September. We only have two hours, so we must hurry."

Yan Qing's arms suddenly raised a stiff arc, and the thin red threads touched her upper and lower arms. She smoked the newspaper in a very fast and weird posture, and the strange eyes refracted a strange light, which was even brighter than a scanner. Quickly from the heavy pile of newspapers.

Pulled out the timeline of September and all newspapers after that.

Qiao Yanxin patiently flipped through the moldy newspaper, squinting to identify the major news reported.

"found it!"

She raised the newspaper in her hand and pointed to the news headline in the upper left corner.

【Shock!In the 100 years since the establishment of Heping School, the first case of teacher assaulting a student occurred. 】

Yan Qing got behind Qiao Yanxin and said, "Student Yang Mou angrily accused Huang of what he did and provided relevant evidence to the police station. The police station sent police overnight. After interrogation, Huang was acquitted due to lack of evidence. Afterwards, Yang He attempted suicide many times and was rescued by his roommate Liu.】

"Huang raped Yang, but there was insufficient evidence and he was acquitted. Liu saved Yang." Yan Qing looked at Qiao Yanxin in confusion, "Liu, it's Liu Yan. She is a helpful person, why? Will die."

Qiao Yanxin raised her head, "Did your orchid grass feel like a dream?"

Yan Qing shook his head, "As a puppet family, it's hard for us to have dreams."

Qiao Yanxin lowered his head and read the news again, then pulled out other newspapers and placed them on top of this one.

"Have you seen the same news occupying the headlines for two months? They are just students. How did they do it?"

Yan Qing frowned and guessed: "This is a teacher who has committed a crime. As a just newspaper and a reporter with a sense of justice, it is normal to continue to follow up!"

Qiao Yanxin stood up with a deep look in her eyes: "The police gave insufficient evidence. How can you conclude that the teacher must have really committed a crime?"

Yan Qing's expression changed. He observed Qiao Yanxin's expressionless face and asked weakly, "Do you doubt this news report...?"

Qiao Yanxin put her index finger to her mouth and said "Shhh". After watching the black shadow by the door leave, she nodded cautiously at Yan Qing. "Look at this."

Yan Qing pulled Qiao Yanxin's sleeve, "Three months after the incident, reporter Cheng came to find four people in the dormitory to understand the situation at that time, but the four seemed to disappear out of thin air. The reason given by the school was that the two One person transferred to another school, and two dropped out. This caused an uproar, and the number of students in Heping School dropped sharply."

"Except for Liu Yan, the remaining three people have also disappeared at the same time. Do you think they will all be together..."

Yan Qing put his hand on his neck and made a cutting motion.

"Yes, they must be somewhere in the school, and we have all seen them."

Qiao Yanxin's affirmative answer shocked Yan Qing's heart.

"The content of that letter cannot be false..."

She had a headache. The evidence she had worked so hard to obtain might all be lies. Which statement was true and that statement was false.

"I think I roughly know the process of this matter." Qiao Yan's heart clearly remained unmoved, but a huge black hole seemed to appear behind her, making it difficult to see what she was thinking or saying.

It was obvious that she and Qiao Yanxin spent most of their time together, but what went wrong and she couldn't keep up with her thoughts.

"I..." As soon as she said one word, Qiao Yanxin pushed away the wooden chair, "We have to find Ayan's mother quickly, I'm afraid she is in danger."

After saying that, Qiao Yanxin walked quickly towards the exit of the library. Yan Qing sighed and caught up with Qiao Yanxin.

She deliberately put a special glove on her left hand and put it around her slim waist.

The broken hair around Qiao Yanxin's ears was blown wildly by the wind. She covered her ears to block the sound of the wind: "Do you know where that woman is?"

The corners of Yan Qing's mouth turned up slightly, with a hint of pride: "You can find it by following the butterfly."

The white butterfly flapped its wings and flew to the dense forest of weeds. It stopped at the innermost grass tip and stopped at the bouncing Yan Qing like a gallop. It stretched out its right hand. The butterfly dissipated and turned into dots of red lines. In the palm of her hand.

"That's it!"

Qiao Yanxin stubbornly tightened the zipper of her jacket, her pupils dilated and her face looked horrified.

This was the place where she accidentally broke in after getting lost that time.

"Old lady, old lady, I brought something, where are you?"

Yan Qing anxiously searched for any traces, and when no one responded, she became even more anxious.

Qiao Yanxin carefully looked around her, and there was a pungent smell of blood. The hairs on the spider's body scratched her cheek, and a pungent sting shot along the blood.

She gritted her teeth with an expression of indifference and stepped away slowly. She calmly grabbed the powder and applied it to the wound.

"Why do you have this medicine? What do they see in you?"

The man in the black-brimmed hat had a crazy red color at the end of his eyes. He looked at Qiao Yanxin as if he was sure that she would die here.

Eight spider legs protruded from his back. After wailing ferociously, the horns on his head broke the nylon hat.

Before Qiao Yanxin could shout 233, there was a pistol in her pink hands, flowing with silver dark light.

"Aim for its eyes and shoot."

233's cold and clear command dispelled Qiao Yan's little fear.

(End of this chapter)