When he was in high school, Yan Huyi's class teacher was a chemistry teacher with not too thick hair. Every time he was called to the office alone, it was a nightmare for him.

Later, when he finally graduated, he secretly vowed that he would never bow to any chemistry teacher from now on.

But I didn't expect that retribution would come so quickly. It seemed that I was destined to die at the hands of my chemistry teacher in this life.

Yan Huyi's back was tightly pressed against the wall of the dead end. At the last moment of his life, he wanted to raise his chest to welcome death, but his legs softened uncontrollably and he fell to his knees on the ground.

I don't know if this kneeling had an effect, but the chemistry teacher did not throw the glass bottle at Yan Hu Yi, but walked over step by step.

When he walked in front of Yan Huyi, he stretched out his left hand and lifted Yan Huyi's chin, with an evil smile on his face.

Yan Huyi's anus tightened, thinking that the chemistry teacher in front of him might have a problem with his orientation, but what the other person said next made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

The chemistry teacher raised Yan Huyi's chin, brought the glass bottle to his mouth, and said viciously: "Drink it!"

The liquid in the glass bottle was light yellow and emitted an unpleasant pungent smell from the mouth of the bottle.

This kind of liquid corrodes even metal. If you drink it, your internal organs will probably be completely rotten.

The chemistry teacher wore glasses and looked gentle, but he didn't expect that his level of perversion was no less than that of the other killers.

"I don't……"

Before Yan Hu Yi could refuse, the chemistry teacher's cold hand pinched his chin hard, forcing his mouth to open.

Dead!

Yan Hu Yi had a desperate expression on his face, but just when the chemistry teacher was about to pour the liquid in the glass bottle into his mouth, a voice at the entrance of the corridor made the chemistry teacher listen.

"dad……"

The chemistry teacher was slightly startled. He let go of Yan Hu Yi, then turned his head and saw a girl in school uniform standing at the entrance of the corridor.

The girl has a ponytail and a chubby face. Although she is not pretty, when she looks ridiculous, the two dimples on her cheeks look particularly cute.

"dad!"

Hearing the girl shout again, the chemistry teacher's body began to tremble slightly, and his hands began to shake unconsciously.

Looking at the swaying liquid in the glass bottle, Yan Huyi really wanted to reach out and take the bottle, because he was really worried that the chemistry teacher would not catch it and drop the bottle on the ground.

"Little poem..."

The chemistry teacher shouted, his voice was like a machine that hadn't been oiled for a long time, it was so hoarse that it made people's scalp numb.

"Dad, those who hurt me have been punished. Please don't hurt innocent people again." The girl begged bitterly.

The chemistry teacher gritted his teeth and said, "No! If it weren't for their indifferent attitude, you wouldn't have died, so everyone in this town is guilty and they all deserve to die!"

The girl continued: "But these people you want to kill do not belong to this town at all. They have nothing to do with my death. You should let them go."

The chemistry teacher smiled, then waved to the girl and said, "Okay, Dad listens to you. Come on, let Dad take a good look. In the past so long, Dad has almost forgotten what you look like."

Although the chemistry teacher called the girl to come over, the girl stood there without any intention of coming over, and there was a trace of fear in her eyes.

"You seem to be afraid of me?"

The chemistry teacher's expression became more and more ferocious. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he roared: "Don't think I will be fooled, you are not my daughter at all!"

The sharp and hoarse voice echoed in the corridor, and the girl started to retreat in fright. The reason why she was so frightened was because she was not the chemistry teacher's daughter at all.

Just now on the left side of the second floor, Mo Shouchen found Killer No. 4 and took out a group photo.

This photo is a clue that was previously found elsewhere. There are two people in the photo, one of whom is a chemistry teacher and the other is a young-looking girl.

The girl in the photo is holding the chemistry teacher's arm affectionately, with a sweet smile on her face, and the chemistry teacher also has a gentle smile on her lips. The relationship between the two seems very close.

Based on the information collected about the chemistry teacher's life experience, Mo Shouchen speculated that the girl in the photo should be the chemistry teacher's dead daughter.

So he wanted Killer No. 4 to be the girl in the photo, and then tried to use family affection to influence the chemistry teacher and make him stop killing.

But now it seems like it has no effect.

The exposed Slayer No. 4 began to retreat, but as soon as he took two steps back, Chen Ying stood behind him and threatened in a low voice: "Who told you to retreat!"

Killer No. 4 shuddered and immediately stood on the spot, no longer retreating.

At this time, Wang Guoqiang, who was hiding aside, said to Mo Shouchen: "Your method doesn't seem to be working. Why don't you rush over now and find a way to rescue Yan Huyi."

Mo Shouchen shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, if the chemistry teacher really wanted to quarrel, he would have thrown the bottle here long ago, and even if he rushed over now, he might not be able to save Yan Hu Yi, and he might not be able to save himself.

Get a lift in."

As he spoke, Mo Shouchen whispered to Killer No. 4: "Relax a little and talk to him more. Don't let him see that you are afraid of him!"

"Okay, I'll try again."

Killer No. 4 calmed down and then began to search for information related to the chemistry teacher in his memory.
Chapter completed!