Chapter 36 Verse 29

  Zhou Baozi muttered: "Then, you go and come back quickly! It's strange, why the police haven't arrived yet."

  He didn't know that the detectives had been busy for a long time. On this day, five homicides occurred in the medical school, each of which was so mysterious that the detectives were all confused.

  Su Ya stormed out of the affiliated hospital and ran into Fang Yuan on a small path in the campus by Moon Lake.

  Two people returned to their dormitory together, each telling their own experiences.

  "It's really evil! Fang Yuan, you weren't there in person, didn't see it with your own eyes. Lin Mei Xuan's expression was really eerie. Such a deep wound, she could actually do it so calmly! If it were me, my hands would be shaking. But she was fine, not nervous at all, as if doing a handicraft, very carefully and patiently using the sword to cut open the carotid artery. So painful, so much blood, she endured it all. From start to finish, she didn't make a sound, really too calm, too talented!" Su Ya seemed to admire Lin Mei Xuan.

  "Wait a minute." Fang Yu looked thoughtful. "Su Ya, are you saying that Lin Mei Xuan at the time wouldn't feel any pain?"

  Su Ya thought for a moment and said: "Hmm, it's also possible that she didn't feel any pain at the time. Otherwise, how could she be so calm? But why did she not feel any suffering?"

  The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously said the answer: "Hypnosis!"

  Two years ago, Qin Yansheng, who lived in room 441 of the girls' dormitory, cut her wrist and committed suicide. At that time, she was able to do so only after being hypnotized by He Jianhui and losing all sense of pain.

  "No." Su Ya shook her head again, "Lin Mei Xuan was definitely not hypnotized when she danced. A hypnotized person can't be that agile. Besides, there was no one beside her at the time, even if someone wanted to hypnotize her, it wouldn't have been possible. Unless..."

  "What if?"

  "Unless the music was a problem. When Lin Meixuan performed in Act 3, Fan Zixun's piano sound was somewhat strange, making people feel particularly uncomfortable and irritable. However, at that time, Zhou Buzi and Ji Zhenguang did not reflect on it, maybe it was just my auditory hallucination."

  " Hallucinations?" Fang Yuan looked at Su Ya in disbelief. She was very clear about Su Ya's personality, and she would never easily reveal her own secrets. The fact that she could tell Fang Yuan meant that not only had she already considered Fang Yuan as a close friend, but also that there was indeed something going on.

  "I once told you about the death knell incident. After Ding Er's death, I heard the death knell again, and everyone's mobile phone rang at the same time. I heard Ding Er's gentle and sweet voice, saying to us, 'Welcome to the appointment with the god of death.' Dr. Li Youchen told me that actually, my sister's mental illness was a family inheritance, and I might also have this hidden disease, it just hasn't erupted yet."

  "Suya, don't take it to heart," Fangjuan comforted. "I've heard that everyone has mental health issues, it's just a matter of degree. That's why there are so many murderers, people with dual personalities, and serial killers. Sometimes, appropriate release and relaxation can stabilize the nervous system. When you have time, go out and play with your sister more."

  Su Ya looked at Fang Yuan's serious face and couldn't help but smile: "Alright, Fang Yuan, you're really a silly woman. Are you afraid that I'll go crazy and bite you to death?"

  "You think you're a wolf, biting people!"

  "Ah, I'm a wolf, a big bad wolf, and I'll bite you, a beauty like you! If you dare, don't run!" Su Ya bared her teeth and pounced over.

  Fang Wei hid together with him, shouting: "Save me! Stop playing! I just took a bath and changed my clothes, you're so dirty..."

  Two people chasing each other, like two happy little deer, jumped and skipped into the girls' dormitory. They were very clear in their hearts that Xianer and Lin Meixuan's death would not be so simple, and the Damocles hanging high above the 441 girls' dormitory would fall at any time. But now, they just wanted to laugh happily and freely, letting go of the wings of youth.