At this time, it was not too late, and some teachers even had their office lights on.

On the first floor of the study room, next to the corridor, there is a single-room house. This is the principal's usual office. Perhaps he likes to be quiet.

His office is not in an office building, and his mystery is a topic of discussion among many students throughout the school.

In general, the principal will not intervene in many matters, but this private school was established entirely due to personal property. As long as you have money, it is not difficult to hire more teachers.

Therefore, the principal does not personally teach in this school. Of course, he will show up occasionally. His role is only to come forward to solve problems when superiors come to inspect!

Even the students in our school, from the first year to the third year of high school, have only seen the principal once or twice.

Because everyone knows that the principal of this school has a habit of handling general matters at night and rarely in school during the day.

Many students only know that the principal’s name is Li Weiguo!

As time goes by, everyone often discusses endlessly about the mystery of the school principal.

Yajun and Zhang Min left the dormitory building and went straight to the study room on the first floor. When passing by the study room, they subconsciously took a look inside.

The study room is very dark, there is no light, and you can only vaguely see the neat rows of tables and chairs inside.

...dong dong dong

There was a knock on the door. From Zhang Min's perspective, Yajun didn't feel much panic. It seemed that there was never any panic on his face.

Yajun calmly knocked on the door a few times. Because of convenience, this single room is completely closed. Except for the light projected from the slits inside, which proves that the lights inside are on, it is not possible to see whether there is anyone inside!

Yajun frowned imperceptibly, and just as he was about to speak, a slightly hoarse voice came from inside.

"Come in!"

The voice was a little hoarse, making Zhang Min and Yajun outside couldn't help but change their expressions. However, they didn't say anything, and Yajun opened the door.

The light in the room was not strong, even a little dim. Following their gaze, Zhang Min and Yajun saw at a glance a desk lamp beside an old desk on the right side of the room, emitting a dark and lifeless yellow light!

Where is the person who keeps writing.

That person was still taking notes, but he didn’t know what he was recording.

Yajun and Zhang Min stood for a while before the man raised his head and glanced over with a sharp gaze.

He was a man in his thirties, with perhaps silvery hair, and a hint of sharpness between his brows, but this sharpness was mostly covered by the paleness of his face, and was refracted by the dim light.

It looked like it gave Zhang Min a sense of fear. It was weird and terrifying!

"You guys, is something wrong?"

He glanced at Zhang Min and Yajun, and said slowly, if he was in his thirties, his voice definitely sounded like that of an old man in his sixties.

It was hoarse and dark, as if the voice didn't come from his mouth.

Zhang Min trembled with fright. It was hard to believe that the person in front of him was the principal of the school.

And when Yajun saw his gaze, something changed for a moment. Under the reflection of the dim light, he still saw some tiny spots on the principal's body!

That's a corpse stain!

"Something happened!"

Yajun nodded and said softly.

"It must be a matter of study!"

A hoarse and dark voice came from the principal's mouth again. He didn't say anything more, lowered his head, and continued to pick up the pen and take notes.

"No, it's about dormitory 402!" Yajun's tone was flat, his face unchanged.

The principal's hand suddenly paused. His expression was also startled, and then he calmly said, "What could happen in the dormitory?"
Chapter completed!