"Now it's only Zhao Qiyang and Han Ya left." Jiang Li took out the compass in his arms and saw the pointer pointing to the ground floor, so he said to Duan Xiyan: "You go to Li Rouzhu's room to look for it. Does that clue really prove our guess?"

"Where are you? You want to save someone again?" Duan Xiyan closed the album and his eyes fell on Jiang Li's face: "You regard the points props as treasures, how can you bear to use them to do something irrelevant?"

"This is not an irrelevant thing, it's saving people." Jiang Li breathed a deep breath and said to him: "In the previous mission, there was once, I thought I was going to die. But at the last moment, my companion still took the risk and rushed back. When he appeared, I truly felt the feeling of being in a desperate situation and being saved by others."

"Your points are precious and should not be wasted on others...I hope you can cherish it."

In Jiang Li's memory, this was the first time he saw Duan Xiyan talking to him so seriously. The emotions in his eyes were no longer as smiling as before, even though Jiang Li knew that the smile was also his disguise.

"You are so embarrassed to say it? When the novice tutorial, I don't know who almost sent me to hell for the precious points. Now I'm trying to persuade me to cherish my life? Sorry, I can't help but die." After Jiang Li finished speaking, a talisman transformed from his pocket and rushed downstairs without looking back.

Watching Jiang Li go downstairs, Duan Xiyan stood there and took a few seconds later. There was no movement in the darkness, except for the man's slight sigh.

"Help, is there anyone?" Zhao Qiyang knocked on the door frantically. The moment the light went out, the figures of the others disappeared. What made him even more frightened was that he and Han Ya actually returned to the bedroom that they had assigned before.

"Damn it, why is this happening?" Zhao Qiyang turned the door handle frantically and hit the door desperately with his body. However, the whole door did not move at all, which made him start to be scared.

"Will we die here?" Han Ya stood aside with tears in her face. Her crying made Zhao Qiyang feel a little upset. At this time, crying obviously could not solve the problem. Zhao Qiyang did not want to sit and wait for death.

He looked at Han Ya, held the other party's cold hand and said to her: "Don't be afraid, with me by your side, everything will pass. Crying now cannot solve the problem. We must find a way to leave this room."

With his comfort, Han Ya's emotions gradually calmed down. She wiped away her tears and nodded: "Qiyang, fortunately you are by my side."

"It's okay, I'll go to the drawer to find tools and find ways to pry the door open." Zhao Qiyang suddenly felt extremely sour in his heart when he looked at his fiancée. His family was poor, and when he was in school, his parents were often ridiculed by Jiang Meiying because they couldn't afford gifts, and Han Ya also had similar experiences with him.

During the summer vacation of the senior year of high school, her grandmother died of illness. Just when Han Ya was about to be unable to hold on, Zhao Qiyang finally plucked up the courage to confess to her, and the other party accepted him. Since then, the two have supported each other and have come all the way to the present.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little guilty. His family had no money. Although he had been engaged to her, the two of them saved money and had just collected a house to pay the down payment. However, Han Ya still never despised her family and still followed him wholeheartedly. She has been in love for ten years, and because of frugality, he has never given each other much happiness. Now that he encounters such a danger, he must protect her!

On the other side, Han Ya looked at Zhao Qiyang looking for something, and suddenly she remembered that there seemed to be a small tool kit in her suitcase, which contained nail clippers, ear piercing spoons and other things. She remembered that she had introduced it on TV before that someone could pried the door lock with a small ear piercing spoon and other props. So she immediately turned on the flashlight and pulled out the suitcase in the closet.

She eagerly opened the box and wanted to find the prop. However, at this moment, Han Ya's eyes were suddenly attracted by other items. There were a few clean and tidy clothes in the box, as well as a set of sea blue puzzle skin care products and facial masks. When she went out, most girls would carry cosmetics and skin care products, which was a very normal thing.

However, Han Ya was completely shocked by the things in the box.

"Qiyang... no, we... we are not that..." In an instant, many things suddenly appeared in her mind.

The expression on Han Ya's face gradually changed from confusion to fear. She rummaged on her suitcase like crazy, took out the set of cosmetics from it, and said to Zhao Qiyang: "Look, we actually..." Before Han Ya could finish her words, the things in her hand fell to the ground. Her mouth, which was originally trying to speak, opened weakly, and her body stiffly frozen in place.

"Han Ya, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Qiyang was startled by her. At the same time, he saw that Han Ya's lower abdomen suddenly ejaculated with a large amount of scarlet blood, and one hand penetrated her body straight out of her body. The five fingers were thin, pale, and some minced meat remained on their sharp fingertips.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Jiang Li heard Zhao Qiyang's screams. He followed the sound and found the room where the other party was, directly pasted the talisman on the door, then turned the door handle and grabbed Zhao Qiyang by the door: "Go!"

Han Ya's body fell to the ground, blood staining the floor under her red, and the yellow carnation petals slowly fell from the ceiling like rain, slowly covering her body.

Jiang Li saw the cosmetics scattered around the body and was even more sure of his previous guess.

He pulled Zhao Qiyang and ran towards the stairs while asking him: "Zhao Qiyang, think about it carefully, did Jiang Meiying really do those excessive things to you and Han Ya when she was a student? There are other people too... Do the things that everyone is talking about really exist? As the class monitor, please recall how many people there were in Class 3 of Xingcheng High School?!"

"Han Ya, Han Ya is dead!" At this moment, Zhao Qiyang ran and turned around, and was still immersed in the horror of witnessing his lover's death just now. Jiang Li pulled him to the living room, held the other person's shoulder with both hands, and slapped him hard: "I'll ask you, do you want to live?! If you want to, immediately answer my question: How many students are there in Class 3, Grade 3?!"

Zhao Qiyang, who was originally panicked, was slapped by Jiang Li, and his cheeks were so hot, but because of this, his mind became much clearer.

"There are 45 in the class... No... it's 46!" Zhao Qiyang said, and his expression changed: "Yes, there are obviously 46 people, why do I remember the wrong ones..."
Chapter completed!