"Yueming, where did you just go? I saw you right in front of me, and then you disappeared in the blink of an eye." As soon as I entered the dormitory, Zhang Qingyu came up to me.
"Hehe, got held up a little, what's up? Is something the matter?" I thought Zhang Qingyu must have something to tell me; after all, he usually just greeted me when I came in.
"It's not something, it's a shocking piece of news, and it might be related to that incident," Zhang Qingyu exclaimed somewhat dramatically.
"Big brother, can you keep it down? My ears work just fine. What's this earth-shattering news? I'm all ears." I tilted my head, digging into my ears with a finger, then looked at Zhang Qingyu with curiosity.
"Did you know? There was another murder at our school, and the victim died exactly like the one in the toilet before. Geez, so much blood everywhere, almost flowing like a river..." Zhang Qingyu described it as if he was the murderer himself, even conveying the terror in the victim's eyes.