PTYS Chapter 79

This excuse was so unconvincing that no one would believe it, but given Shen Qingqiu’s character, no one pursued it further.

During the day, the dormitory building was watched over by an auntie, and entry was generally not allowed. However, seeing Shen Qingqiu’s disheveled state, no one dared to stop her.

Finding the dormitory was easy. Shen Qingqiu’s belongings had a distinctive bad-girl style, making it instantly recognizable.

The game system was quite humane, allowing Xiao Muyu to learn that she and Shen Qingqiu were dorm mates.

After changing clothes, as they stepped out, they encountered the school leaders and the homeroom teacher of Class 7, who mentioned that the police had come to investigate Luo Zihao’s fall.

Since both Xiao Muyu and Luo Zihao were on the rooftop before the fall, and Shen Qingqiu was the first to discover him, both needed to cooperate with the police investigation.

When meeting the police, the principal and director of the school had complex expressions. The principal even told Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu, “This is just a routine procedure. Just answer truthfully. Go on.”

Compared to their homeroom teacher’s anxiety, the principal appeared calm, almost indifferent, as if he had no further thoughts on the matter. He just patted the homeroom teacher on the shoulder.

Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu showed no particular emotion, but when they entered the school’s private office and saw the waiting policemen, they exchanged a glance and breathed a sigh of relief.

The man in a crisp police uniform looked sharp and energetic, with a young officer sitting beside him. The young officer glanced briefly at Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu before looking down again. The man seemed initially surprised to see them but quickly composed himself and addressed the school leaders who followed them in, “To avoid adding any pressure on the students, please allow us to speak with them directly.”

The principal didn’t hesitate, glanced at Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu, and then said to the police, “Officer, Xiao Muyu is an excellent student, both in character and academics, as all our teachers can attest. She and Shen Qingqiu had no conflicts with Luo Zihao and hardly interacted with him.

Also, we have provided all the surveillance footage, which should confirm it was a suicide. Ah, the psychological pressure of upcoming college entrance exams is too much for students. We will handle this matter properly. Thank you for your hard work, feel free to ask whatever you need.”

The words hinted at a conclusion and seemed to protect Xiao Muyu. However, their calm demeanor was unnaturally composed. A student jumping off a building, whether a suicide or not, was a major incident, and shouldn’t be spoken of so lightly.

The man noticed this oddity but maintained his composure. Once the others left, he immediately approached Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu, his eyes gleaming.

He gestured to them, “No need to be nervous. I just need to understand the situation. Just answer truthfully.”

This policeman was none other than Chen Kaijie. Because there was a young officer present, Chen Kaijie did not reveal their acquaintance.

Once the conversation ended, he quickly sent the young officer away. The young officer, seemingly indifferent to the case, took his notes and left.

As soon as everyone left, Chen Kaijie exclaimed, “Captain Xiao, Miss Shen, finally found you. What are you two…?” He had been sent to Yuanning No. 1 High School to handle a senior student’s suicide, without a trace of the others.

He had been worried about the situation but hadn’t expected that the students he was questioning would be Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu.

Xiao Muyu glanced at him, “This should be a team instance. Each of us has a role. Currently, you’re a policeman, and Shen Qingqiu and I are students.”

“What about Su Jin and Tian Tian?” Chen Kaijie quickly asked.

“I don’t know, but it’s certain that this instance’s focus is on Class 7, the class of the student who jumped, Luo Zihao.

We should all be connected to Class 7. Shen Qingqiu and I haven’t returned to class yet, so we don’t know if they are students too.” Xiao Muyu concisely explained the situation, then looked at Chen Kaijie.

Chen Kaijie was momentarily puzzled, and Shen Qingqiu raised her chin, “You still have your contact card, right?”

Chen Kaijie snapped back to attention and quickly nodded. He took out his card, opened his mouth, then cleared his throat and said softly, “Loving family.”

This ridiculous summoning phrase made Shen Qingqiu regret not hearing Xiao Muyu say it.

As soon as Chen Kaijie said this, Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu noticed a message on their control panels.

“Group leader Chen Kaijie invites you to join the Loving Family. Do you accept?”

Xiao Muyu clicked “accept,” and soon the group chat increased from 2 members to 3, then 4, and finally 5.

Xiao Muyu glanced at Shen Qingqiu and Chen Kaijie. It seemed their guess was right; Su Jin and Tian Tian were also at the school.

At the same time, the system spoke again.

“Welcome players of Xiao Muyu’s team to Instance No. 004, ‘Class of Death’. This is an untimed team instance. Completion results for each member will be calculated individually. The conditions for completion need to be explored. The game ends when the task is completed or the entire team dies!”

Shen Qingqiu pursed her lips after hearing this, “This system never has anything good to say. What ‘entire team dies,’ it’s dreaming.”

Just then, there was movement in the group chat.

Su Jin: Captain Xiao, the instance has started. Are you all okay?

Tian Tian: Captain Xiao, Miss Shen, are you also students in Class 7? Su Jin, Chen Kaijie, where are you?

Su Jin: I’m now the Chinese teacher of Class 7.

Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu were stunned. How did Su Jin end up as a teacher?

The five of them briefly shared their situations in the group chat. Tian Tian had pretended to have a stomachache to sneak out and find Xiao Muyu and Shen Qingqiu, while Su Jin was also looking around the school.

“Chen Kaijie, since you’re a policeman, you should use your position to investigate some details. For example, what’s happening in Class 7 or if there have been other incidents at Yuanning No. 1 High School.

We, being in the school, will probably know more about what happens here, so leave this part to us.”

She then shared the information she had in the group chat and continued, “Su Jin, as a teacher, can move around more freely, so you’ll have to take on more work. The three of us will focus on any unusual behavior among the students. In such a large instance, since there’s a main setting of Class 7, there should be main characters we need to observe.”

Tian Tian: Got it.

Su Jin: Got it.

There was a blind trust in Xiao Muyu; whatever she said, they would do.

The interview didn’t last long, and the outcome was predictable. The police checked the surveillance footage and compared fingerprints and footprints, confirming that Luo Zihao did indeed jump by himself.

Although Xiao Muyu’s presence on the rooftop was strange, there was no evidence to suggest she caused Luo Zihao’s death, so the police did not pursue her further for now.

The school’s reaction, however, was even stranger. The leaders and students did not ask why Xiao Muyu was on the rooftop but occasionally looked at her with sympathetic and fearful eyes.

This feeling became even more pronounced when Xiao Muyu returned to class.

As she and Shen Qingqiu stepped into the classroom, all the students who had been listening to the teacher’s lecture turned to stare at them.

Except for a hint of joy in Tian Tian’s eyes, the others had only two expressions: dull, lifeless stares or fear.

Shen Qingqiu glanced at Xiao Muyu and then lazily called out, “Report!” She stood at the door, not raising her hand, her eyes nonchalantly scanning the classroom, perfectly playing the role of a delinquent student.

“Come in.” It was a math class, and the math teacher only glanced at them, with an expression similar to that of the students.

Ignoring the stares, Shen Qingqiu and Xiao Muyu walked into the classroom. There were three empty seats: one was a prime spot in the center of the second row, a typical top student seat; another was on the right aisle, and the last was in the farthest corner of the back row.

Shen Qingqiu, knowing herself well, sat in the last row, while Xiao Muyu took the top student seat. The surrounding students showed no reaction, proving their guess was correct.

The classroom was soon filled with the math teacher’s lecture. Xiao Muyu had no intention of listening and quickly counted the students: there were 46 in total.

The lone empty seat beside her was likely Luo Zihao’s, who had died today.

Luo Zihao’s deskmate was a girl who kept her head down, not looking at Xiao Muyu once.

When Xiao Muyu entered, she noticed that only this girl briefly looked at them before looking away.

And the girl who talked to Xiao Muyu downstairs was sitting right behind her.

“There are three teaching buildings in Yuanning High School, divided into junior, sophomore, and senior years. Each building has five floors, with classrooms on the first to fourth floors, five classes per floor,