novelsite Chapter 95 Six years later, the two
Chapter 95 Six years later, the two
"Is this important?" Zhao Henshan didn't understand.
Jiang Xingni waited for her reply without saying a word.
Unable to bear it any longer, Zhao Henshan asked, "Is this important?"
The girl, who was clearly dead but had transformed into a grotesque creature, had a pale face.
But as Jiang Xingni asked that question, she seemed to hear Zhao Henshan's cries once again—not the strange one in front of her, but the one who had been tortured to death.
Why is she crying?
"How many lives have you taken in the past six years?" Jiang Xingni asked calmly once again.
Neither of them answered the other's question, but at the same time, they each asked the other different questions.
"I can't count them all." Zhao Henshan was the one who finally answered.
Her tone was flat yet puzzled.
"Why do you care about this kind of thing? They were the ones who ignored my pain. What's wrong with me killing them?" she asked sharply.
Ultimately, we couldn't avoid this problem.
Jiang Xingni sighed silently in his heart.
"You may not understand, you may question my motives," Jiang Xing said calmly. "If you say you can't remember, if your answer isn't just a number..."
"It's alright," she said. "I'll find the answer myself, Zhao Henshan."
The strange creature before her looked both bewildered and angry, and the surrounding scenery was affected by her emotions, suddenly swaying for a fleeting moment.
Jiang Xingni's expression remained calm, unmoved by Zhao Henshan's sudden outburst of emotion.
"You should be on my side." She said this with a hint of resentment and even grievance—Jiang Xingni doubted his own micro-expression skills.
Then it vanished from Jiang Xingni's sight in an instant.
The scene inside the teaching building remained unchanged, except that Su Yanzhi, who was searching for information somewhere, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Xingni.
To be precise, only one head appeared.
Just now, that shallow sorrow, whether for Zhao Henshan or for the victims, was directly taken away by Su Yanzhi's image.
Jiang Xingni remained silent for a while.
She couldn't resist her curiosity and slowly circled Su Yanzhi's head once.
Originally, he came to watch the fun, but he ended up becoming the one being watched: Su Yanzhi.
Su Yanzhi watched as Jiang Xingni's figure disappeared from the left and then slowly reappeared from the right.
The area where the head and neck connect is blank; it's not a bloody scene, just a simple blank space.
Jiang Xingni sighed in disappointment.
"..." Su Yanzhi was unusually at a loss for words. "What did you just do?"
Su Yanzhi decided to get back to the main topic and steer the conversation toward the purpose of her visit.
"The whole world was shaking just now," Su Yanzhi said curiously. "What did you do to Zhao Henshan?"
Jiang Xingni didn't think he had done anything particularly significant.
"I asked her, 'How many people have you killed in the past six years?'" She answered truthfully.
Then Jiang Xingnian saw Su Yanzhi's pupils dilate in shock.
What appeared before Jiang Xingni was no longer just a simple head.
Through the portal, Jiang Xingni could vaguely see the scene behind him, which seemed to be the school's archives.
Su Yanzhi passed through the portal and landed in front of Jiang Xingni.
He maintained that posture, looking Jiang Xingni up and down, and then said very sincerely and earnestly, without a trace of falsehood, "She loves you so much."
Jiang Xingni: ?
Jiang Xing glanced at him suspiciously.
"Why do you say that?" Jiang Xing squinted his eyes.
She wasn't stupid; she could ask such a question directly because there was no warning, and Jiang Xingni could sense it from Zhao Henshan's expression.
"Asking such questions about ghosts and monsters is like adding fuel to the fire, isn't it?" Su Yan knew that Jiang Xingni was not familiar with this kind of common sense behind the scenes, so he just said it quietly without explaining further.
"You asked such a pointed question, yet she didn't fly into a rage and kill you." Su Yanzhi shook his head and sighed with great regret.
"If I'm killed, it'll lighten your workload, right?" Jiang Xingni smiled nonchalantly. "The fact that I can ask this question means I'm prepared to avoid being harmed."
Even if she wasn't prepared, she still had to say she was prepared when facing Su Yanzhi.
Moreover, Jiang Xingni was actually prepared.
"What information did you find?" Jiang Xingni asked, trying to steer the conversation away from the topic.
Su Yanzhi weighed the options in his mind—the information he had collected was in the archives and could not be considered private.
However, the information Jiang Xingni obtained from Zhao Henshan was very valuable.
He is different from Jiang Xingni.
Since entering this place—or more precisely, since parting ways with Jiang Xingni—he had not seen Zhao Henshan at all.
If Su Yanzhi hadn't believed that Jiang Xingni wouldn't lie in a place like this, she would have seriously doubted whether what Jiang Xingni said was true or false.
So he spoke frankly: "This year, Zhao Henshan's class has a total of 1,500 students."
"Including faculty, staff, and school directors, there are probably close to two thousand people."
As Su Yanzhi spoke, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on her lips.
"Guess what?" He tilted his head, enjoying seeing Jiang Xingni lack information and only able to obtain relevant information from him.
Then he saw Jiang Xing raise an eyebrow, and subconsciously felt a phantom pain in his body.
The pain from being pressed against the wall without hesitation by Jiang Xingni still lingered in her body.
"What's wrong?" In fact, Jiang Xingni really had no intention of punching him.
The main characters will definitely each have their own unique characteristics. For example, Su Yanzhi occasionally shows her own personality without interfering with Jiang Xingni's progress in the plot. To be honest, Jiang Xingni has no problem with that.
"Before I came, I looked up information about the Fourth Middle School," Su Yanzhi said gently. "Zhao Henshan's class—according to you, it's the class from six years ago."
"In addition, six years later, the data showed that there were fewer than fifty students in that class. Even if you include the faculty, teachers, and school leaders, the number barely exceeded fifty."
Jiang Xingni suddenly held his breath.
Neither she nor Xiao Jiming had considered this matter; they were too familiar with the Fourth Middle School.
So familiar with the area that I could find my way around the school even with my eyes closed.
So much so that they were completely unaware that they had discovered these clues in documents from several years ago.
"Where did those nearly two thousand people who disappeared go?" Su Yanzhi asked with a smile.
Su Yanzhi was eagerly anticipating Jiang Xingni's expression.
"So, this is what Zhao Henshan has accomplished over the past six years?" Jiang Xingni asked.
Six years.
Nearly two thousand people.