The students were first frightened by the loud noise of the desk falling to the ground. Before they could figure out what was going on, they were frightened by the girl's screams.

The dead mouse just threw it to the feet of a female classmate. The female classmate was so scared that she climbed onto the chair, her face was frightened, her fingers were shaking, and her voice changed, "Help! Mouse! If there is a mouse, who will save me? Take the mouse away quickly."

After that, my voice was already filled with sobs.

The loud noise and scream were too loud. I heard the classrooms on both sides of the left and right. The classmates from Class 6 and Class 8 next door rushed out in a swarm, gathering around the door and corridor of Class 7, with gossip on their faces.

The students who had already arrived in the classroom in Class 7 stood up and looked at the place the female student pointed at, and their expressions also changed.

The mouse with a palm-sized hand was lying quietly on the ground, with her eyes wide open. Some female classmates who were curious about it also screamed and dispersed in an instant, and were quite frightened.

"How come there are mice in the classroom?" the female classmate asked in a panic while patting her chest.

"Yes, I want to ask why there are dead mice in my desk?" Ji Zhouzi's eyes were cold, and his voice was like ice chips in his mouth, which made people tremble.

The classmates then looked at Ji Zhouzi and saw that her face was cold. Compared with the last time the cockroach died, it was a little different. Now she is inexplicably scary.

As the audience became the focus of attention, Ji Zhouzi walked step by step, and everyone unconsciously gave way to her wherever she passed.

She stopped beside the dead rat, looked down at the dead rat, and suddenly bent her lips, but her smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, "I really admire me, first there were two dead cockroaches, and then one dead rat. Why, will you catch a snake and put it in my desk next time?"

Seeing that she was not afraid, it was in sharp contrast to the girl who was already crying when she was standing next to her on the chair.

Many people gasped and looked at Ji Zhouzi in a daze. Who is this person? He is not even afraid of mice. Is she still a girl?

Ji Zhouzi smiled, with a shocking anger in her smile, "I guess, no one will come out to admit it this time."

In the classroom, there was silence except for the girl's sobs, and whispers sounded outside the corridor. When students from other classes heard Ji Zhouzi's words, they were all pointing their fingers and guessing who put the dead mouse on Ji Zhouzi's desk.

Ji Zhouzi raised his head and slowly looked around the classmates in the class. Everyone who had contact with her eyes felt frightened, as if he was stared at by a lone wolf and would be bitten off at any time.

She raised her lips and said with a smile, "Come on, there are twenty-four classmates in the class now. Do you have any evidence of being absent? If so, then prove it to me, otherwise..."

After a pause, she said slowly, "Otherwise, you will also receive dead rats at the desk."

"hiss--"

Twenty-four students gasped, while the others came to the school one after another. Class 7 students who wanted to enter the classroom were immediately in no hurry to squeeze in, and they took their feet back and stood outside to show their innocence.
Chapter completed!