Now, apart from regret and anguish, all he felt was amazement at Zuo Xiaoduo's physiognomy.
"It really was fate."
"It's so fucking uncanny... Luo, you know what? Yesterday, I broke the legs of all six of them-comminuted fractures-just to keep them from taking part in this field training. After that, I even called all six of their parents to tell them they couldn't participate..."
"And yet, they still came, and every last one of them died here."
Qin Fangyang felt so utterly screwed that words could no longer describe it. "Sure enough, even good advice can't dissuade a ghost bent on dying!"
Teacher Luo asked in bewilderment, "Now I understand even less of what you're saying..."
"What's there not to understand? Do you remember what Zuo Xiaoduo said at the school assembly? Did none of what I just said sink in?"
"Of course I remember, but..."
Teacher Luo suddenly realized. "You mean..."
"Exactly. Yesterday afternoon, because the entire class was going out for field training today, I had Zuo Xiaoduo read each team leader's face... None of the other teams had any serious problems. At worst, they'd have a scare without any danger. But when he got to Shen Tienan's team, Zuo Xiaoduo said... their lives would be in danger."
"But Shen Tienan simply refused to believe him..."
Qin Fangyang recounted what had happened, then said, "Every face Zuo Xiaoduo had read before that had proved accurate. He'd never missed once. To guard against the slightest possibility, I deliberately caught up with them, concealed my identity, and broke their legs. Then I called their families... and told them not to let them take part in the field training, hoping to help them escape their death calamity."
"But how could they still have come? And of all places, they just had