Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 211 Forty-five Students

Sixth high school.

After a night, nothing happened in the school. Looking at Zhang Yiwen, who was exhausted, and looking at the bright sky,

So Fang Zheng decided to call it a day, and the next day should be the safest.

He planned to take back his clothes first.

However, before that, Fang Zheng went to the shop to look at the old godstick. No matter what, he was the nominal boss, and he had to show his concern for the employees.

As soon as Fang Zheng arrived at the shop, Old god stick immediately complained that he worked during the day and worked overtime at night. He had to stay up all day and night, and his body was almost unbearable.

Fang Zheng had a strange expression on his face, "Didn't I ask Old god stick to open your shop at 3 pm and close it after 10 pm? You only work seven hours a day."

"In the university town during the day, the students are either in class or sleeping under their covers after playing games all night."

Old god stick rubbed his hands together and said, "As the old saying goes, I want to work harder and get more commission."

Fang Zheng was speechless.

...

When Fang Zheng picked up Yiyi and returned to his residence, it was almost the last moment of dawn, and the sky was gradually turning white.

However!

Not long after Fang Zheng was practicing the Early Weather Kung at home, a panicked call came from Zhang Yiwen. Fang Zheng immediately put down his practice and rushed to the Sixth high school.

At this time, it was more than seven in the morning, which happened to be the beginning of the school's morning self-study not long ago.

When Fang Zheng took a taxi to the Sixth high school, he saw Zhang Yiwen waiting for him at the school gate.

The two of them were on their way and talking. It turned out that after Zhang Yiwen went back, he had been worried about the students and didn't sleep for a few hours, so he rushed to the school to continue the investigation.

Zhang Yiwen's class was not just the third class of junior high school. She began to count the number of students in the class that started the morning self-study.

Then check the list on the file.

When they found out that there were two classes whose student lists could not be verified with the school's online archives, they immediately called Fang Zheng.

These two problematic classes are from class 4 and class 3 respectively.

As for the first and second stages of junior high school, whether there were similar student disappearances, Zhang Yiwen has not yet investigated. She wasn't in class one or two, so it would take some time to investigate.

Fang Zheng followed Zhang Yiwen and began to check the two classes that found the problem one by one. The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted the quiet and bright sound of reading on the campus. The teacher's office building where the student teaching building and the archives were located saw Fang Zheng and Zhang Yiwen running in a hurry.

Not long after, Fang Zheng was confirmed that there were two classes, each missing a junior high school student who was about to take the middle school examination.

Exactly the same!

All the students and teachers in the class forgot the existence of the two students.

This was undoubtedly a confirmation of Fang Zheng's conjecture.

This supernatural event happened in the Sixth high school, not by coincidence or accident. It was a group disappearance.

And the specific number of missing people, whether or not the teacher is involved, this still needs to be further investigated to finally determine.

Fang Zheng immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

At this time in the archives room, Fang Zheng looked at Zhang Yiwen on the side, "Mr. Zhang, have you checked the number of students in class three again?"

"Haven't we confirmed that there are two missing students in class three, Li Zhi and Zhou Bohan?" Zhang Yiwen looked at Fang Zheng curiously.

Fang Zheng frowned slightly. It seemed that Zhang Yiwen had not checked the students in class three.

Holding the idea that she would rather be careful than let any clues slip, Fang Zheng and Zhang Yiwen hurried to class three, under the surprised eyes of the other teachers in the teacher's office building.

Sixth high school's morning self-study time, is 6: 50 to 7: 30, at this time it is 8: 00 am, already past the morning self-study time, has entered the first class time in the morning, this class is mathematics. Both of them just stood outside the window and looked into the classroom without disturbing the students' class time.

The students looked curiously at the chinese teacher standing outside the window, Mr. Zhang, and the unfamiliar Fang Zheng. They did not know why the chinese teacher suddenly appeared outside the window. The math teacher, who was in class at the moment, noticed the two people standing in the corridor outside the window, so he walked out of the classroom quietly and asked if there was anything wrong.

This was a math teacher who wore glasses and was about 40 or 50 years old. Her face was a little serious and strict.

Zhang Yiwen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, but turned to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng had an idea, "My sister is going to be in the third year of junior high next year. She wants to transfer schools for my sister and change the learning atmosphere. Miss zhang said that you are a senior and responsible teacher who has taken several classes in the third year of junior high school, so you are showing me around."

Although the math teacher always felt something was wrong, Zhang Yiwen did not refute Fang Zheng's words, and she could not think of anything at the moment.

"By the way, this teacher, how many students are there in the third class of junior high school that you teach? I think you can understand, teacher. Sometimes, all kinds of comprehensive factors affect the improvement of grades after transfer, more or less." Fang Zheng suddenly asked a question.

"Your point of view, I can understand, is that transfer is not a small matter. Some students can improve their grades in a different environment, but some students' grades have plummeted." The math teacher was not suspicious.

"There are 45 students in this class."

Fang Zheng: "Are there no students absent today?"

The math teacher: "No students are absent or taking leave today. What's wrong?"

The math teacher was already suspicious.

Zhang Yiwen's face paled when he heard the math teacher's answer.

Fang Zheng seemed to ask casually, "Does the teacher know a student named Zhang Jiawen? My neighbor has a famous child named Zhang Jiawen, who is in our Sixth high school and is in the third grade of junior high school."

The math teacher shook his head and said he didn't know her.

"Okay, that's disturbing you, teacher. I'll ask teacher zhang to show me around the campus again, so we won't disturb you to continue your class." Fang Zheng took Zhang Yiwen away.

As soon as he left class three, Zhang Yiwen's face turned pale and anxious, "There are 48 students in class three. Is there another missing student now?"

"Teacher zhang, before answering your question, I want to ask a question first. Did you see peng xiaoyun and sun Xingping in class three just now?"

The list of students that Fang Zheng gave out was exactly the same student on duty that he had left after the evening self-study last night.

"Yes, yes..." Zhang Yiwen's voice trembled.

He was trying his best to suppress the fear and hesitation in his heart.

Fang Zheng nodded and then asked, "Does Mr. Zhang know Zhang Jiawen?"

Brush!

Zhang Yiwen's face turned even paler. His pupils dilated and he said in fear, "I, I... Is he a student of class three?"

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