"You can't leave even after you die, so be careful."
The old guard's declaration was very impressive, but it was a pity that the person he was facing was not his head.
Ge Tingting was so nervous that he didn't take out his cell phone and couldn't understand what he was talking about. Huang Jin took a life and traveled in the shadows for many years. Such threats made his ears tingle.
Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng listened, but unfortunately one of them had rich death experience, the other was too courageous, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all. Yin Ren smiled at the old man and waved his hand to indicate that he heard him.
The old doorman slowly retracted his head and closed the window with a hint of loneliness. The rusty sliding door started again and closed slowly.
The moment it was completely closed, the scene on campus suddenly changed—
The black vortex in the sky disappeared, and there was only a normal gloomy sky above them. A more complex, more authentic mix of smells suddenly appeared in the breeze, and the colors were much richer than the streets.
It's like a veil is lifted, and the scenery inside the campus is incredibly detailed, almost the same as the real world.
Yin Ren stopped under the pomegranate tree in the flower bed and looked around curiously.
The campus is not big. The main teaching building is directly opposite the main gate, with laboratories and libraries on both sides. A corner of the playground is faintly revealed behind the teaching building. The playground is next to several old small buildings. However, Lord Ghost King is really not familiar with the school, and he can't tell whether it is a teaching building or a student dormitory.
The next moment, the electronic screen outside the main teaching building lit up, and a young man's figure appeared on it.
The main teaching building is closest to them, with a regular five-story building, the windows are arranged neatly, and there are no weird deformations. The outer walls of the teaching building are also painted with cement stones, and the white gravel is embedded with dark red or light gray embellishments.
Different from Guo Laifu, those eyes were dull and the whites were bloodshot. There was no life in them, just like the eyes of a corpse.
Seeing that no one answered, the voice asked again, its distorted voice mixed with an unbearable howling sound.
Yin Ren shook his head subconsciously: "No, I have never seen that type."
This dormitory has only two floors and is close to the main teaching building. The decoration is not good-looking, and the stairwell smells of old walls.
They lost contact and it was unknown whether a high-level investigation team would arrive. Yin Ren put away his single earphone and thought casually. Having said that, if neither I nor Zhong Cheng can cope with the situation, the senior investigation team will be able to find a solution.
Ge Tingting didn't express any opinions, and probably didn't find anything. After a day of being frightened in a strange environment, there was a hint of fatigue on her face. Ge Tingting barely finished eating the compressed food and fell asleep leaning on the chair.
After saying this, the electronic screen went out, leaving only the loudspeaker chirping.
"Wait, it's a bit strange... Shasha... the value... here..."
"Guo Wei has a lot of thoughts flowing around him. I can't understand it. He is definitely not a human being." Huang Jin sat down on the ground and wiped his face tiredly, "But his thoughts are too heavy for a ghost. …Yin Ren, you are a ghost master, have you discovered anything?”
The old watch on the wall made a very annoying sound.
Faced with the strange campus and the voices that should not exist, Zhong Cheng said that gay people are as stable as Mount Tai. Huang Jin glanced at this person out of the corner of his eye, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Qingjiang No. 16 Middle School, Guo Laifu's son, Guo Wei, had been studying here before he was killed.
The evil ghost cannot be summoned into the human brain, it cannot be a trick of some ghost control master. But assuming that Guo Laifu was possessed by his own son's evil spirit, he should have very obvious evil spirits on his body, and Shi'an could not have missed it.
What is it that is talking now
"Can you hear it? Can you hear it? Can you hear it?"
The young man has a square face, thick lips, and an average-looking face. Unlike Huang Jin's upright gloominess, this child only gave people the impression of being uncomfortable and gloomy. His face is extremely clear, and his eyes are very similar to Guo Laifu's - single eyelids, slightly protruding eyes, large and dull.
But Guo Wei has been dead for more than half a year.
"This is Qingjiang City No. 16 Middle School. Hello, can you hear me?... Can you hear me?"
Yin Ren closed his eyes, and the vague hostility still surrounded him. At this distance, even he couldn't feel the traces of the ghost. He seemed to smell a bit of evil power, but when he smelled it carefully, the smell disappeared completely, making people confused.
"Welcome to Qingjiang City No. 16 Middle School." He said slowly, "Welcome to the last day of your life."
The troublesome thing is that there is only one dormitory on the second floor empty. They checked along the corridors one after another and found that other rooms were either locked or had people moving around. Not to mention check-in, they knocked on the door and there was no response.
"Xiao Zhong's judgment is correct. This place is indeed special, and there are strong signs of independent closure. Please pay more attention, the 'cause' of Guo Laifu's disease is definitely nearby."
He wasn't prevaricating. Since Mr. Ghost King has never visited other people's heads before, he is really inexperienced this time.
It was still a gloomy sky outside the window, and the laughter of students floated in from time to time through the cracks in the window. However, the window sealing is acceptable for the time being, and the view is also good - looking out from this dormitory, you can see the vestibule of the main teaching building, and you can also see half of the campus gate.
This environment is so different from the real world that Yin Ren is a little unsure of the situation.
He was wearing the same blue and white school uniform as Ge Tingting, with a school badge that said "Guo Wei" pinned to his chest without any hesitation. His eyes were fixed on the screen, and he was playing with a black ballpoint pen in his hand.
This room is empty and less than twenty square meters in size. There were only two single wooden beds in the room, a set of scratched tables and chairs, and the wooden floor was quite badly worn. Huang Jin found two quilts from the cupboard and reluctantly made two beds.
"I can hear you." Zhong Cheng answered straightforwardly, "Is there something wrong with you?"
At the end of the tidying up, Zhong Cheng said he carefully checked the windows.
Lu Xiaohe's voice rang in everyone's ears, her words were intermittent and the noise was strong.
Everyone's luggage was placed against the wall, making the already small space even more cramped. However, as a temporary base, this place is barely qualified. After finishing the work, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon.
He was sitting in an office chair, and the desk was still piled with messy things. Behind him was a wall with the words "Qingjiang City No. 16 Middle School·Campus Radio Station" hung on the wall. The environment was as dark as the outdoors.
The faces of the students coming and going are slightly blurred, but their school uniforms are very detailed. As long as you don't look closely, everything can even be called natural.
The door of the remaining room was wide open, as if waiting for them.
After receiving an unexpected reaction, the loudspeaker went silent for a moment.
There was a sharp noise from the radio, and a young voice echoed throughout the campus. Lu Xiaohe's voice was completely suppressed and turned into a rustling noise.
This school is divided into a junior high school and a high school. The school itself is average and not well-known in the local area. It is a type where red banners are hung to celebrate the publication of a few books. This information was clearly written in Guo Laifu's file, and it was read by Lu Xiaohe before they set off.
A warning sign "The grass is green, don't bear to step on it" was erected on the nearby lawn, and the cartoon pattern on it was particularly clear.
When Yin Ren came to his senses again, a group of people were standing in front of the staff dormitory.
The four people's single-sided earphones were still rustling, and Lu Xiaohe's communication was still not connected.
This treasure hunt was more exciting than he imagined.
Time passed slowly, and after a short discussion, everyone decided to divide into two groups - Ge Tingting and Huang Jin slept from 7pm to 1am, while Yin Ren and Zhongcheng said they slept from 1am to 7am. By taking turns to keep vigil in this way, each group is guaranteed at least six hours of sleep.
In this strange situation, even without Lu Xiaohe's advice, everyone knew to recharge their batteries. Fortunately, day and night are completely chaotic here, and the light patterns are weird, so you can rest at any time.
Ge Tingting and Huang Jin lay down on their respective single beds. As soon as their tense nerves relaxed, they quickly fell asleep.
Yin Ren consciously lay down on the floor and skillfully took out snacks and tablet computer. Just as he was about to greet Zhong Cheng, he found that his opponent had already gone into the bathroom and the pajamas in his luggage were missing.
Yin Ren was speechless.
Even a bizarre workplace like the "human brain" cannot distort Comrade Xiao Zhong's habit of changing into pajamas when sleeping. It's a pity that this world is obviously distorted by other things - Zhong Cheng said that when he walked out again, the relaxation on his face disappeared.
He was also wearing a straight suit, which didn't match the pom-pom nightcap on his head at all. Zhong Cheng's eyes were a little straight when he said that, showing a little loss.
"I just put on my pajamas." Zhong Cheng said, trying to unbutton his suit and gesturing, "Then it changed on its own."
Yin Ren stared at the nightcap in silence. At least this world has retained its last tenderness and left the nightcap to Zhong Chengshuo—maybe it doesn’t quite understand the value of the nightcap itself and cannot convert it into other impressions.
After five minutes of fighting, Zhong Cheng said he was defeated by Su Sui. He resigned to his fate and lay down on the floor in formal clothes, the nightcap on his head even looking a little sluggish.
Yin Ren moved his nose. Zhong Cheng said that there was a very refreshing moisture on his body. He must have scrubbed his body carefully in the bathroom just now.
It seems that his face towel is of no use for the time being, and the Ghost King is quite regretful.
"Go to bed early and sleep a little longer." Yin Ren made some room for his partner. "If you are keeping vigil, I can do it alone."
Zhong Cheng said, taking off his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose: "You'd better not be alone."
Yin Ren's long hair was coiled beside his pillow, like a dark spring. Zhong Cheng moved his arm and put the back of his hand up as if unintentionally. The evil thing's hair was cool and smooth, and he didn't notice the hidden teeth.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on." Yin Ren acquiesced to his little move. "Huang Jin said that he and Ge Tingting had no communication for a long time and developed cognitive abnormalities." Zhong Cheng said with regret and retracted his hand, "You can't say for sure -"
Yin Ren put down the tablet and stared at a point in the void with a suspiciously restrained look on his face: "I have very good hearing."
Zhong Cheng said: "?"
"Go to sleep, it's a rare opportunity to have a good rest." Yin Ren whispered, "Trust me."
"Okay." Zhong Cheng said and closed his eyes. His voice was a little blurry, but he was still trying to communicate. "I always feel that this mission...may not be Level C..."
"Indeed." Yin Ren couldn't help but grimace, "Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. There is nothing we can do about it."
As a very dangerous thing, the Ghost King's luck is still bad.
Fangyuanyuan said that this job "does not require travel in the early stage." Objectively speaking, they have indeed never left Haigu City. This time, he was even working in the park, but he just entered other people's brains.
Yin Ren's great cause of laziness was also seriously hindered - he finally became a regular employee, and encountered a task that no one was at stake, but it took place in a strange place with no food or drink. Less than a day after coming here, he already started to miss the night market next to the community.
Another example... He seriously misjudged his partner. Fortunately, he thought Zhong Cheng said this kid was easy to fool.
Fortunately, it was not too late to make amends, and he worked hard to turn Zhong Chengshuo into an "accomplice." Who would have thought that not only did they have a relationship that restrained each other, but the restraint was even a little too much.
Yin Ren shook off distracting thoughts, relaxed his body, and continued chatting in a low voice: "Zhong Cheng said, do you think we are on a business trip?"
no answer.
Zhong Cheng said that when he fell asleep, his heartbeat slowed down a little and his breathing was steady and steady.
Zhong Cheng said he was sleeping well. His breathing was shallow, his lips were slightly open, and he looked extremely harmless. He was completely different from the "King of Hell" who was charging among the monsters. It's just that this person's brows are still slightly furrowed. I don't know if he is worried about "communication" or something like that.
Yin Ren hesitated for a few seconds before buttoning down the tablet. He lay back next to Zhong Chengshuo, looking at the sleeping face. A strand of long hair quietly climbed up the pillow and slipped to Zhong Chengshuo's cheek. His warm breath caressed the ends of his hair, swaying like ocean waves.
Yin Ren reached out his hand and gently pressed Zhong Cheng's frowning brow.
"I can hear your heartbeat, and I can hear my own."
Yin Ren heard the steady and powerful heartbeat with vigorous vitality very clearly. The other person's presence was so obvious that it pulled his attention all the time.
They are far from being called "no communication for a long time."
"... As long as you are here, I am not alone." Yin Ren stared at the man's sleeping face and moved his lips silently.
Bang-dong, bang-dong, bang-dong, amid the harsh sound of the clock, the opponent's heartbeat was as soft and pleasant as velvet. Yin Ren closed his eyes and listened carefully—
Wait, no.
Like being hit by a basin of ice water, Yin Ren suddenly woke up.
Why do they come to the staff quarters
They clearly entered the school at three o'clock, how come it was after six o'clock when they were ready after a while
They saw Guo Wei, but they did not investigate further or try to leave. Instead, they went straight to the staff dormitory. Even the matter of losing contact with Lu Xiaohe was gently put aside. Even if the "cause" is nearby, such a judgment is too hasty and hasty.
The behavior of the four of them showed a strange sense of matter-of-factness, and even Zhong Chengshuo, who was a scientist, did not notice the problem.
Yin Ren is very good at memory spells, and he is very sure that this is definitely not the effect of memory spells. To be able to deal with Zhong Chengshuo and himself, this requires a more complex and broader environmental influence. Although it did not cause direct harm to them, it was certainly dangerous.
Yin Ren patted his face and got up. He tiptoed out of the bunk and looked around.
Huang Jin and Ge Tingting were sleeping soundly and there was nothing wrong with their bodies. Zhong Cheng said that he also curled up, his chest rising and falling with his breathing.
Unlike a few hours ago, the air was filled with the characteristic earthy smell before a heavy rain. Yin Ren opened the curtains and looked outside. The night outside the window was as dark as ink—or rather, it was as if their windows had been painted with ink, and nothing could be seen.
No whirlpools, no monsters, no sounds. In this extremely realistic dormitory, the boundary between reality and fiction blurred for a moment.
Yin Ren was completely sleepless.
As a Class C investigation team, they have endured too much work that they should not have to bear.
It seems that Guo Laifu is not just a simple mental patient, there is another mystery in this man's head. Not to mention Shi'an, he didn't even notice anything strange, so the situation wasn't that easy to handle.
Calling three humans up at once would only waste their energy. If there is any eventuality, the attacker must first get past him.
Lord Ghost King remained standing, holding the seal on his hand, and guarded the center of the room vigilantly.
At the same time, his hair stretched in the shadows. They slip silently under the floorboards, extend out of faculty quarters, and lightly touch the boundaries of the campus. However, just like the first time they tried to come in, the tip of Yin Ren's hair was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not move forward even half an inch.
Sure enough.
Yin Ren's temptation was about to stop at the touch of a button. He let out a long breath and took out the dog thing in his pocket.
To this day, Yin Ren’s typing speed on his mobile phone is not inferior to that of any modern person: [Do you know what’s going on here?]
[Siren: Not impressed.]
[Siren: No food.]
[Siren: It’s boring.]The dog thing directly struck three times in a row without giving Yin Ren any face.
[Cooperate well and go out to treat you to the weak. ] Yin Ren responded patiently, [Are there any people you call strong or weak nearby?]
The dog's screen flickered for a while, obviously thinking about whether it was a good deal.
[Siren: I don’t know, it feels like home here, but it’s not home.]
[Siren: Be careful.]
Yin Ren: [Be careful about what?]
[Siren: Watch out for yourself.]
[Siren: It’s different here, don’t use power casually.]
After displaying this ambiguous sentence, the dog's screen went off. It was still a familiar strange explanation, and Yin Ren felt bitter in his heart. He stuffed his phone back into his pocket and continued guarding the doors and windows.
After the dim light from the screen faded, darkness returned to the room. The hour hand moved little by little, moving from "7" to "12".
The second hand of the old watch moved for the last time, the three hands completely overlapped, and the distorted school bell sounded outside the window.
What followed immediately was a voice they had heard not long ago.
"Welcome to Qingjiang City No. 16 Middle School." Along with the piercing noise of the loudspeaker, Guo Wei's voice echoed through the campus again, with the same tone as in the afternoon, "Welcome to the last day of life."
But this time, he paused and added slowly.
"Teachers, family members, school staff, students. You have four chances left. Please try to leave the school."
The author has something to say:
Xiao Yin: It’s great to be admitted to Shi’an. Level C won’t take troublesome jobs. You can fish and eat in the cafeteria! Field work is also reimbursed!
Xiao Yin: (Gao Mengyu case)... Wait, someone seems to be dying.
Xiao Yin: (Feng Qi case) Why does it seem like someone is really going to die
Xiao Yin: (Bai Yongji Case) Someone is going to die! ! !
Xiao Yin: (Guo Laifu case) Damn, it’s a dead person I’ve never seen before.
Xiao Zhong has already seen through it, but Xiao Zhong doesn’t say anything (.
(End of chapter)