Mo Yi clutched the pages of the book tightly, his thin knuckles turned white.
There was a buzzing in my ears, and my mind was in turmoil.
Suddenly, a vague idea flashed in his mind, Mo Yi turned around abruptly, and staggered towards the door.
No matter how many people he bumped into on the road, he stumbled and rushed to the corridor, his eyes were astonishingly bright, and he eagerly looked at the graduation photo hanging on the wall—June 8, 1994.
fine.
Mo Yi let out a long sigh, great, the date on the photo is still different, which means that they are not going around on the same floor, but really walked up to the second floor.
At this time, he heard someone calling his name behind him: "... Mo Yi, Mo Yi!"
Mo Yi looked around in a daze, and saw Shen Lei standing at the door of the classroom, looking at him with a frown: "What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable? It's okay, you will get used to this kind of scene in the future."
Before he could answer, Shen Lei waved his hand and said, "However, don't worry about that now, we have to leave quickly."
"...Let's go?" Mo Yi was taken aback.
"Yes." Shen Lei nodded and replied: "The fog should slowly spread to this layer, which means that we still have more than 40 minutes to escape. During this time, the higher the layer we escape , the greater the chance of survival."
His voice lowered a bit, sounding a little heavy: "...After all, according to the few games I have experienced in the past, as long as we survive for five hours, we will be considered clear."
Something is wrong.
Mo Yi straightened up, looked around at the people with different expressions, and frowned.
None of this is quite right.
Climb to the top floor and survive five hours? Are the clearance rules of this game really that simple? If this is the case, what's the point of the prompt before the game starts
And this classroom, repeated again and again, what is it trying to tell me
"Mo Yi!" Shen Lei's voice raised a little, he took a step forward, and was about to say something, but suddenly he choked, and his tone softened slightly: "Why is your complexion so bad?"
Mo Yi took a deep breath, and then succinctly stated what he saw and the speculation in his heart. And added a sentence of my own thoughts at the end: "I think we missed too many clues downstairs, and we shouldn't just leave so rashly now."
After hearing this, Shen Lei couldn't help but fell into deep thought. He looked up at the numbers on the wall, and frowned silently. After a while, he opened his mouth solemnly:
"What you said makes sense, but this... is too risky. You know, from my experience, following the rules of the game and struggling to survive the specified time has the highest chance of survival. I have also seen people who want to find the truth A few, to tell you the truth, the ending is not very good."
Shen Lei paused, and there was a little struggle and pain in his voice: "I've seen too much, sorry, I can't risk my life with you, even so, do you still decide to stay?"
Mo Yi knew in his heart how dangerous this was. His fingers were curled up against his lips, and his lips were tightly pursed into a stiff straight line. His heart was uncontrollably anxious. On the one hand, his reason was telling him: it was safer to follow everyone, and on the other hand, his intuition was in his hands. Ear clamoring: stay.
Finally, he raised his head to look at Shen Lei, and nodded slowly but firmly.
Shen Lei seemed to have seen the persistence in his eyes, so he stopped persuading, but reached out and took off the spare flashlight hanging from his waist, and handed it to Mo Yi: "... Take care."
He turned and left, and several other people stopped to look at Mo Yi, and followed Shen Lei to the stairwell.
Mo Yi closed his eyes and calmed down, then returned to the classroom and walked to the desk where he was lying on his stomach when he woke up.
He stretched out his hand and opened the chair in front of the desk in front of him, and began to flip through the schoolbag stuffed inside the desk, hoping to find some clues. At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ear: "Why did you flip through this desk?" , is there anything special about it?"
Mo Yi was taken aback for a moment, and looked up, only to see Jiang Yuanbai standing in front of the table with arms folded, looking at him suspiciously.
"Aren't you following?"
Jiang Yuanbai scratched his head, showing a smile that was half nervous and half soft, and replied: "I heard what you and Shen Lei said just now, I think what you said is quite reasonable, and..."
He paused, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "And, aren't we forming a team? Of course I'm going to act with my teammates."
Mo Yi smiled, lowered his head again, and said while turning over the table: "Take a look, the only book on this table in the whole classroom is open, and when I was downstairs, I found that the ink on the book was not dry. "
Mo Yi's topic changed so quickly, Jiang Yuanbai was stunned for a while before realizing that he was answering the question he asked at the beginning.
Following Mo Yi's instructions, he raised his head and looked around. Sure enough, although the other tables were also full of books, there were no pen caps on the open books, and only the table in front of him was left.
— as if there were still people sitting and writing here before they even walked in the door!
Jiang Yuanbai trembled all over, and his face turned pale.
At this moment, Mo Yi felt something, he put his hand into the schoolbag, and then tore it hard, only to hear a crisp sound of "stab", half of the inner lining of the schoolbag was torn off, he took out the It was obviously sewn into a schoolbag. It would be impossible to find it without searching carefully. No wonder those who searched the classroom before could not find it.
Mo Yi stretched out his hand to open the book's yellowed cover, only to see that the title page was still written in small characters in that beautiful handwriting: Zhao Qiulan.
He flipped back, and every page was blank, except for the last page, which was written messily and distortedly in a huge dark red handwriting that took up the entire page: "Go to hell!"
Mo Yi hesitated for a while, but still held it in his hand, turned his head and said to Jiang Yuanbai who was rummaging on the table next to him, "I'll go to the corridor to have a look."
Jiang Yuanbai was stunned: "Ah? But the classroom is not finished yet, what if I miss any clues?"
"I have a guess that I want to confirm." Mo Yi raised the notebook and shook it at Jiang Yuanbai, and replied as he walked.
Jiang Yuanbai scratched his head and stared at him in confusion. Seeing that Mo Yi was about to leave the classroom, he quickly put down the things in his hands and followed him to the corridor at a trot.
The others have already left, and the entire corridor is so quiet that only the sound of breathing can be heard. The emptiness makes one feel a little frightened, and the place without lights at the end of the corridor is like a black hole, which makes one feel uneasy.
Mo Yi kept walking towards the toilet, but when he was about to get close, he couldn't help but pause and stop.
Jiang Yuanbai also followed up at this moment, and followed Mo Yi's gaze to look at the wall opposite the toilet: I saw a group photo of the class hanging on it, just like downstairs, the only difference is that in this photo, Everyone turned their faces sideways, and those black pupils seemed to be looking straight at him!
Immediately afterwards, they showed a strange smile at the same time, then slowly raised their arms, pointing to the same side together...
"Ah!!!!" A layer of white sweat rose from Jiang Yuanbai's back, and he screamed out of fright.
Mo Yi trembled all over, and looked at him with disgust: "What the hell is your name? You scared me."
The implication is that Jiang Yuanbai is scarier than the photos.
"You...you..." Jiang Yuanbai couldn't speak fluently, he pointed at the weird photo and stuttered: "It...it..."
Mo Yi opened the notebook in his hand and showed the last page to Jiang Yuanbai: "Look."
Although Jiang Yuanbai hadn't recovered from the fright at the moment, he still couldn't hold back his head: "...Go to hell? What's the matter?" He was confused and racked his brains for a while, and finally He raised his head and looked at Mo Yi. "Is there anything else I need to know besides infiltration?"
Mo Yi: "..." This person's IQ is hopeless.
He pointed to the wall with the photo and said, "After the get out of class bell rang on the first floor, the same words appeared on this wall. So I think there should be some clues here."
Jiang Yuanbai suddenly realized.
He peeked at the photo, and the person in the photo had returned to its original state, smiling brightly and serenely at the camera.
The weird picture just now appeared in front of Jiang Yuanbai again, he couldn't help swallowing, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Then... then the direction they are pointing at is where we are going next?"
Mo Yi nodded.
Jiang Yuanbai looked towards the end of the corridor.
There was no light there, I don’t know if it was there or the light tube was broken, it was pitch black and there was no light, just looking at it made people feel uneasy.
"You said... what will be there?" Jiang Yuanbai's voice became even hoarse, almost choking out the words.
Mo Yi shook the flashlight in his hand: "Go and have a look and you'll know?"