Chapter 38 "Suppose..."
"Maybe there is no principle at all?"
He smacked his lips, holding the pen for a long time, and after hesitating again and again, he still did not finish that sentence. It’s very weird at first glance [Ketchup is plaster. 】Write it in the notebook.
After writing this article, Lin Yi squinted his eyes and thought about it again and again, and then put down the pen after confirming that it was almost done.
Then he reached into his trouser pocket and touched it.
He grabbed two pieces of paper. The things recorded on these two pieces of paper were slightly longer, but they were essentially similar to sticky notes.
One of the two pieces of paper is folded very well, and the other is also folded very well, but there is a little wrinkle.
Lin Yi flipped through it briefly to give himself an impression.
He looked at the second item on the first piece of paper, thoughtfully.
[The head teacher seems to have a problem, but he can’t tell where the problem is.
Be careful with the class teacher, her eyes will turn yellow. 】
He remembered that the head teacher had been exposed to food containing ketchup. Regardless of whether he had eaten it or not, at least he had been exposed to it.
"Golden eyes, golden eyes... Tsk!"
"Will your eyes turn golden after eating food containing ketchup?"
" What's the principle of this?" Thinking of this, he shook his head. Tomato paste will turn into gypsum in the sun. This is very outrageous. Instead of thinking about the principle, it is better to accept this concept.
"Speaking of which...I accepted the concept of 'ketchup will turn into plaster' without even realizing it?!"
Lin Yi shuddered when he thought of this.
As for accepting the concept of "ketchup will turn into plaster", the moment he thought of it, a terrible inspiration flashed through his mind like thunder tearing through the night sky.
This inspiration is related to "cognition", but it is very vague to him.
However, this inspiration was fleeting, and he couldn't catch it even though he wanted to!
He scratched his head in distress, then held his chin, holding a pen in his other hand and tapping the paper rhythmically.
He glanced at another wrinkled piece of paper, thoughtfully.
This piece of paper was taken out from the class teacher's office before. The paper was filled with the same sentence written in different writing styles: [I am the class teacher].
He opened the paper, smoothed it, and put them together.
His eyes moved back and forth between the two pieces of paper.
There is now a third clue in his mind - there is food containing tomato elements in the trash can in the head teacher's office, which is suspected to be tomato meat sauce pasta.
If you put these three clues together, can you find something useful?
Golden eyes, tomato meat sauce pasta, [I am the class teacher]...
"'I am the class teacher', 'I am the class teacher', 'I am the class teacher'..."
He muttered this sentence repeatedly.
Wei Liang noticed him on the side and couldn't help but elbow him. He couldn't help but said: "Old Lin, what are you talking about? Why are you the class teacher? You must be confused, aren't you a student?"
Lin Yi's train of thought was interrupted. He looked at Wei Liang and said, "Oh, I know I'm a student. Wasn't I thinking about a problem just now?"
"Wait... !”
“I’m a student?”
“I’m a student!”
Lin Yi suddenly thought of something and muttered word by word - "I am a student."
His eyes fell on [I am the class teacher].
"'I am a student'..." These are the students' words.
"'I am the head teacher'..." These are the words of the head teacher.
If you think about it from this perspective, Lin Yi instantly felt like you were seeing the blue sky through the clouds.
"Hey, hey, hey, Lao Lin, are you really okay?" Wei Liang looked at him worriedly. From just now to now, Lin Yi has been acting strangely.
Lin Yi looked at him happily and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay! Thanks to you, I thought of something. Please rest first and wait for me to figure it out..."
< br>After he finished speaking, he ignored Wei Liang and focused directly on the piece of paper saying "I am the head teacher".
There was one point he had forgotten to take into consideration.
Some of the written notes on the paper are neat, some are scrawled, and some are simply left with wild blue ink balls.
The student code states how to deal with certain special situations by telling yourself your name and student number in your mind. So does the class teacher also have the "Class Teacher Code"?
Furthermore, there is some kind of emergency situation in the class teacher's code. When the class teacher encounters that situation, he needs to keep writing "[I am the class teacher]" on the paper?
“Is it a ‘firm will’, convinced that you are the ‘head teacher’?” He murmured.
"Just like..."
"Just like when I went to the toilet last night, I just firmly believed that the front was Group B Class 1, and the front of Group B Class 1 was the toilet, so Is there a toilet in front? 》
"I firmly believe that I am the class teacher, so the class teacher is the class teacher?"
"And ketchup...will distort this will?"
Lin Yi thought of another thing.
When he obtained the student ID card, the class teacher told him that her student was the one with the "student ID card", and his class teacher was also the one with "Class Teacher-B2-039" on his chest.
“So possessing a ‘document’ is the physical condition that determines one’s identity, while ‘unwavering belief’ is the psychological condition that determines one’s identity?”
"And it seems that having a 'document' is not enough, a 'will' is also needed!"
"That's why the student code mentions that losing the student ID card is a very troublesome thing!"
< br>"Similarly, if the class teacher loses his 'certificate' or loses his 'confidence' in his identity... it will also be a very troublesome thing!"
Lin Yi narrowed his eyes, and then I recalled the scene in the teacher's office.
The stopped pendulum clock...
A dim corner...
On the surface, it looks like an extremely clean environment, but in fact, there are paper balls scattered all over the gap between the sofa and the floor, and a drawer full of messy documents...
Lin Yi suddenly connected the office with the head teacher...
"Can the state of the teacher's office... reflect her state?"
"There is no problem on the surface. But it’s actually in chaos?”
That kind of psychological turmoil.
"Assuming that all the above conjectures are true...then the head teacher also needs to believe that she is the head teacher. So if the 'will' of the head teacher is not enough, then what will she...be like?"
< br>Lin Yi thought of golden eyes, ketchup, the plaster-like substance on the podium, and...
"Stockings..."
"Hmm?! Wei Liang's ears twitched, "Silk stockings, what stockings?"
As if he was hit by a sharp arrow, he suddenly woke up from his nap, and his sharp eyes like an eagle began to scan the surroundings.
Then he heard Lin Yi muttering: "The head teacher's stockings are torn. Is there any information here..."
Wei Liang's eyebrows under his cap. , suddenly picked it like Zeng Xxian.
He couldn't help but said: "A woman's stockings will definitely be changed if they are torn, unless she doesn't know that the stockings are torn... But according to my experience, the black stockings look like they were scratched "
Wei Liang's voice reached Lin Yi's ears, pulling his thoughts back a little.
"Abrasion?" he pondered. Wei Liang nodded affirmatively: "The kind of very violent friction is not as simple as scratching it off with scissors or a knife, but it is like burning it with fire after breaking it."
“If it were an ordinary break, the threads would shrink to the gap, forming an oval area. But the class teacher’s stockings have no threads, and it doesn’t seem like an area has been cut off...”
Lin Yi looked at Wei Liang in surprise: "You have never touched the stockings on the legs, right? The legs in stockings? How come you have studied it so thoroughly?"
Wei Liang's old face turned red: "Have you never eaten pork, haven't you seen pigs running? Is it possible that my 3 T's postgraduate entrance examination materials are fake?"
Lin Yi suddenly sat up straight and looked in awe of Wei Liang.
"By the way, I sent you a magnet link to the latest show. Have you read it?" Wei Liang suddenly thought of this and couldn't help but whisper.
Lin Yi twitched the corner of his mouth and said seriously: "Hey, I want to get down to business!"
"I'm talking about downtime!" Wei Liang pursued.
“I said stockings!”
"We've been talking about stockings?"
"I...I'm not talking about that..."
"I understand, I understand, I understand...I'll help you after the experience class is over You ask for her contact information. Although one is a teacher in the experience class and the other is a student in the experience class, it would be nice to have a wonderful after-school plot..."
"Rolling around. ! You can do it yourself!" Lin Yi raised his head and thought of the head teacher's round and straight long black legs... …On the contrary, it’s like I was running too fast and accidentally rubbed some kind of rough corner, and then rubbed it out...”
"But...does she need to run? Even if she runs, the skin on her legs doesn't seem to have any traces of scratches..."
"Did I think in the wrong direction?"
He was serious. I thought about it for a while.
It feels like the direction may be right, because the head teacher is obviously injured and walks with a limp.
"Are you injured after working all night?"
"Did you run into a wall while running at night?"
"It was so foggy last night, why did you run? And there were strange things wandering outside. How dangerous..."
"Not only were they wandering outside , have all entered the classroom!"
Lin Yi thought of the unknown creature standing on the podium again, and thought of the creature being hit by the chain and then dragged out of the classroom.
「Wait...!!」
When he thought of that scene, he suddenly had another flash of inspiration. Countless pieces of information collided in his mind, and it seemed that a huge secret was about to be assembled.
The flash of inspiration is like a moth flying into a flame, about to disappear.
Countless information flashed in Lin Yi's eyes, and the pieces of the puzzle continued to reorganize and shift.
Just when the aura was about to go out, he reached out and grabbed it.
A terrifying conjecture beyond common sense emerged in his mind.
Just thinking of this, his face turned slightly pale, and his breathing became faintly rapid.
He swallowed and began to set up the reasoning framework.
Opened the small book and wrote down a piece of information using symbols that only he could understand:
"Suppose..." His hands shook uncontrollably, and then he wrote A message was posted:
"Suppose the unknown creature that entered the classroom last night was the head teacher."
Just writing this article, he felt that the pen in his hand weighed a thousand pounds.
He stared at what he had written, unable to believe that this was an assumption made by his own mind.
He took a deep breath, calmed down, and then began to think backwards:
"So...the head teacher was wrapped in chains by the security guards and dragged away from the podium..."< br>
The security guard swung the chain extremely fast, and the moment it twitched it was like a high-speed belt.
So what if it wasn’t the head teacher who was moving and the stockings were rubbed, but... the chain was moving at high speed and the stockings were rubbed?
The stockings were scratched by the iron chain, opening the wound as if it had been burned by fire.
"Then the head teacher was dragged down the steps by the security guard, and the two struggled with each other. In the end, the head teacher was injured and became limping..."
About the head teacher and The security guard had a fight. Although there was huge surprise between the two, Lin Yi considered that the head teacher's eyes had the same golden light as the security guard, so he tentatively assumed that they were similar to some extent.
"From this assumption, if we ignore the disparity in combat power, they are... barely similar."
"And...when the head teacher doesn't remember that she is the head teacher, who knows what she will do?"
"And if it is really the head teacher who comes in...then the head teacher will leave before she leaves. She turned the lock bolt many times, and she locked it so many times, not so that someone in the classroom could pick the lock and leave, but to..."
"To prevent herself from returning to the classroom after becoming 'abnormal' Come? ”
The pen in Lin Yi’s hand fell on the table with a click. He didn’t know what the truth was, but guessing this, he only felt a creepy feeling. The atmosphere enveloped him.
He scared himself.
But he still had to grit his teeth and speculate...
"Assuming that the head teacher becomes abnormal after losing her 'will', then if she is injured, will... ketchup flow out?"
< br>He thought that the chef in the green bib was stepped on by Wei Liang and the ketchup flowed out.
"Ketchup will turn into a white gypsum-like substance in the sun..."
"So if the hypothesis is true, the gypsum-like substance at the podium is the iron chain on which the head teacher is being guarded. The tomato paste that flows out after being bruised is transformed into it when exposed to sunlight?"
Thinking of this, he silently stood up, left his seat, and walked towards the door of the classroom.
"Hey Lao Lin, it's still early, are you going to the gym now?" Wei Liang's voice sounded behind him.
"No, let me get some air." Lin Yi turned around and said.
Then, he walked down the steps with heavy thoughts and came to the podium.
The plaster-like substance is still on the ground and is very visible.
He thought for a while and walked to the door of the classroom.
From the door of the classroom, you can almost see the podium at a glance. If you pay a little attention, you can see the plaster-like substance there.
"From the perspective of the class teacher, it is impossible not to notice it, unless...she chooses to ignore it."
Lin Yi looked at the door of the classroom.
Not knowing what he suddenly thought of, he pulled up the door handle, opened the door, and then turned to the side of the door facing the corridor.
He looked down at the doorknob.
There is a little white powder on the door handle.
There is also white powder around the keyhole. Not only is it there, but a little bit flows out from time to time.
He took out the napkin and placed it in the keyhole.
Not long after, something flowed out from the depths of the keyhole and was absorbed along the area where it fit the napkin.
A little dark red sticky substance appeared on the napkin.
Ketchup.
Thanks to the book friend "Medieval Rabbit" for the reward! ! Woohoo, my rabbit is huge! !
(End of this chapter)