Saturday.
They enter the 47th hour of the copy.
Although both Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang believed that the paradoxical nature of this power itself determined that it would not leave its source in the real world. But Li Yinhang was still a little worried.
Using Jinjing University and various keywords, she searched the browser for abnormal deaths in the school in the past ten years.
She also went to the library and lingered in the newspaper and magazine section all afternoon.
But on the whole, it is more than a dozen suicide incidents that are the most troublesome.
Because of love, because of graduation, because of family conflicts.
Each has nothing to do with 403.
Even the most noisy incident of suicide by jumping off the administrative building was a full half school span from Class 403.
They wouldn't even choose the east fifth floor, which has a very low usage rate.
And the nine people who were selected were indeed ordinary college students.
Among them, the "Sports Trio", who has the most problematic personality and is good at bullying, also targets "Xie Xiangyu" who peeps at the girls' dormitory.
Others don't even have a record of cheating at the end of the term and not going home at night.
Xuesu Li Yinhang diligently took eight pages of notes before finally admitting that Xueba's conclusion was correct.
All incidents related to Jingjing University that have endangered personal safety have nothing to do with the rustling they encountered now.
Nan Zhou also came to the library and selected books on the shelves diagonally behind Li Yinhang.
He poked his head out from among the books, saw Li Yinhang scratching his hair while taking notes, and shrank back again.
He said to Jiang Fang beside him, "She is doing useless work."
The ghost they encountered this time did not have a clear source.
More precisely, just pure malice.
To put it to an extreme point, even if you add up all the fatal accidents that have occurred in the school since the establishment of the school, and count the grievances of more than a dozen college students who have never experienced world affairs, have lost their love, and are dying after they finish the school. , nor should it achieve such a strong curse and obliteration effect.
Nan Zhou said solemnly, "According to the law of conservation of energy, this is unscientific."
Jiang Fang smiled and said, "I know."
Jiang Fang added: "But this will allow her to do something and pass the time."
While talking, Nanji Xing was too hot, and moved his round buttocks to get out of the back neckline of Nan Zhou's sweater.
Jiang Fang gently hooked his collar from behind and helped Nanji Xing, revealing the tooth print on the back of Nan Zhou's neck.
Nanjixing jumped three times and two times, scurried over his shoulder, chose the left collarbone with the best position and feel, his butt sank, and he slid down comfortably, his slender little tail swinging like a windmill. Stop, it's easy.
Jiang Fang asked Nan Zhou, "Which book do you want to read?"
"I'm not here to read books." Nan Zhou said, "When I think about things, I like to go to the bookstore for a walk."
Saying that, he took a deep breath.
The unique ink smell, which he adapts to and likes very much.
It helps him think.
Jiang Fang accompanies him on foot in the sea of books.
Jiang Fang asked him, "What are you thinking? Maybe I can help you."
Nan Zhou: "Xie Xiangyu."
Jiang Fang: "Still thinking of him?"
Nan Zhou turned halfway across his face: "I'm not thinking of him. I'm thinking of you."
His straightforward words, mixed with the sunlight floating with a thin layer of dust, gave Jiang Fang the illusion that his heart was shot by an arrow.
Jiang Fang lightly covered his heart with one hand: "Ah, my honor."
Nan Zhou: "You said, you can understand what he is thinking."
Jiang Fang laughed.
Nan Zhou stated the facts: "You always laugh at me."
Jiang Fang: "If I hadn't known your character, I would have thought you did it on purpose..."
Talking like this on purpose, hanging him on purpose, deliberately doing this...
Make him ticklish.
Nan Zhou was confused: "Huh?"
Jiang Fang changed the subject: "You asked Xie Xiangyu?"
Nan Zhou: "Yeah."
Jiang Fang touched his chin: "If I were him..."
However, Nan Zhou took the initiative to interrupt him at this moment: "You are not him. Then, what is he going to do?"
Jiang Fang pursed his lips and smiled.
He didn't want to ruin his image in Nan Zhou's mind.
So he has been deliberately hiding some of his innermost thoughts.
But Nan Zhou's various words and deeds always gave him the courage, or the impulse, to open up all his truths to him.
Therefore, Jiang Fang still used the rhetoric denied by Nan Zhou: "If it was me, I would also use people like Sun Guojing. First, they can explore the dangerous road I don't want to take for me, and secondly, By eavesdropping on their communications with us, we can judge and understand the progress of our investigation."
Of course, the latter purpose lost its meaning when Jiang Fang discovered it.
"Then, I will not try to resolve the ill-will of that power, nor will I find a door of life from the infinite door of death."
"The easiest way is to kill a player who shouldn't be dead in order, and try to completely break the law of that power."
Nan Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Ah, it's a way."
"It's a very effective and cost-effective way. If used properly, it can kill one person and save six."
Jiang Fang said, "Also, Teacher Nan, don't forget, we are playing games."
"We're playing a game that requires player points to be ranked."
"Outscoring your opponent is not the only and most efficient way to win."
"The best thing to do is to have no opponents."
When Nan Zhou was thinking, Jiang Fang swallowed all the words he hadn't said yet.
If it were him, he would not be as far away from the crowd as Xie Xiangyu.
He can perfectly integrate into the cooperation with everyone in his current state.
He was sure that Sun Guojing and the others would give up on him.
He can ensure that when Sun Guojing and the others die, they will still think that they are killed by ghosts.
Nan Zhou had a stunned expression of "It turned out to be like this".
Jiang Fang asked: "How is it, it's very bad."
Nan Zhou's expression remained the same: "It's nothing bad or bad. It's just another way of playing."
He added: "If you kill your teammates, you will lose points? It's still not worth it."
Jiang Fang asked back: "If the setting in this game is a bonus point system, the fewer teammates you have, the more points you can get from the bonus pool in the end?"
Hearing this, Nan Zhou slowly picked up the thermos cup in his hand and took a hot sip.
Inside is honey water.
"If that's the case, the other teams will definitely kill us first," he said.
"If they don't do it, won't you do it?"
"Yes." Nan Zhou said solemnly, "Otherwise we won't take care of it."
… Jiang Fangyou was subtly endeared by Nan Zhou.
Nan Zhou said: "This kind of gameplay is very simple. But I don't like it."
The feeling of twisting the neck of someone who looks the same as you is not happy at all.
"Yes. I know." Jiang Fang said, "So, I won't do it..."
Having said that, Jiang Fang suddenly pressed his ear and took a small breath.
Nan Zhou's expression tightened: "What's wrong?"
Seeing his guarded appearance, Jiang Fang lowered his head and propped one hand on one of the bookshelves, making it crumbling: "...I heard it again."
This is Jiang Fang's fourth time.
When he went to the bathroom alone in the morning, he heard a third rustling sound.
So, the corridor he was walking on at the time became an endless corridor.
And the heads of the great men on both sides, the eyes are locked on him, with his --gt;gt;
Walking slowly and turning, his eyes are extremely cold with resentment.
After Jiang Fang tried to walk in a circle and a half, he immediately decided to close his eyes and walk backwards.
After a while, he was back at the inflection point.
Seeing that he heard that voice again, Nan Zhou's chivalry disease attacked immediately.
He reassured him with his usual frigid tone: "Don't be afraid. It'll be over in a minute..."
However, in the next second, his eyes suddenly turned to a corner not far away.
Nan Zhou's temperament was obviously stunned, like a cat whose territory had been violated.
Jiang Fang also noticed the drastic change in his expression and followed his gaze.
But his gaze was clearly empty.
Nan Zhou said in a low voice, "Someone."
He added: "…I feel it."
Jiang Fang licked his lips, moistening the already bright red lips a little.
He said: "You are too nervous. Stay in the dormitory tonight and have a good rest."
Nan Zhou turned around and looked at Jiang Fang for a moment, as if he had read some kind of information in his eyes.
He looked into his eyes and answered intently, "Okay."
The place away from the two bookcases.
On the thin layer of ash beside the wooden bookshelf, there were three indistinct fingerprints.
Xie Xiangyu just came.
He didn't dodge like the first time he was almost caught by Nan Zhou, but stood behind the bookshelf, across the two-story book forest, and looked at Nan Zhou's face in a grand manner.
Outline of ears under half-length curls.
The arc of the lateral Adam's apple.
The still-shaped tip of the elbow, covered by the sweater.
Blueish veins on sagging wrists.
Wrapped in white socks, the ankles were so slender that one wanted to hold them.
Everything is so perfect, as perfect as someone walking out of a painting.
Xie Xiangyu likes yellow peach cake the most.
When eating cakes, he always likes to leave his favorite yellow peach for last.
So, he turned his attention to Jiang Fang.
Tonight, maybe I can get rid of the unimportant people first.
Nan Zhou's expression of concern about Jiang Fang just now was so touching that it made Xie Xiangyu a little infatuated.
He was very much looking forward to Nan Zhou's waking up and seeing Jiang Fang's throat shattered and a dead expression on his face.
Must be, very, pleasing.
…
This joy lasted until sunset, moonrise, and night.
Xie Xiangyu admired the moon for a long time on the rooftop of the foreign student dormitory building. He regretted that there were still about ten days before the full moon, and carefully thought up his farewell speech when he sent Jiang Fang away.
"Jiang Fang, hello."
Although at that time, Jiang Fang might not be able to hear his own voice.
But this sense of ritual must have.
In the past 23 years of life, Xie Xiangyu has been boring and wasting time in a boring life.
So he loves this "Gravity" that rejuvenates him.
He also has wishes that must be fulfilled.
Therefore, killing Nan Zhou was also one of his demands.
Xie Xiangyu admitted that he did have an almost fanatical interest in Nanzhou.
However, people like Nan Zhou are almost destined to come to the end. When they meet him again, there will be no such conditions.
Nan Zhou must die.
Just not today.
With such secret and warm anticipation, Xie Xiangyu came to the foreign student dormitory one hour after the lights were turned off.
He knew that Nan Zhou and Li Yinhang had lived here for the past two days.
It was dark inside the door, and people should have already fallen asleep.
Xie Xiangyu clenched his broken throat pen in his left hand, took out the exclusive card from his pocket, and fondly stroked Jiang Fang's name written on the white sign on the surface.
After confirming that it was the original card, he put the card face on the card reader and waited for the pleasant "beep" sound, followed by the green light of "passing allowed".
However, what greeted him was the red light that suddenly turned on, and the sharp sound of "unlock failure" that was slightly harsh in the corridor late at night.
Before Xie Xiangyu could react, the door in front of him opened like lightning.
Oncoming, is actually a splash of... flour.
According to the shape of the flour spread and the area blocked in the air, Jiang Fang accurately grabbed Xie Xiangyu's throat and dragged Xie Xiangyu into the air before he could make any effective resistance or escape. in the dormitory.
Xie Xiangyu's footprints were left on the flour.
And the door closed with a little gentleman's movement.
At this moment, Nan Zhou, who was in the stairwell on the fourth floor and was leading Li Yinhang all the way up, heard the muffled sound coming from the seventh floor, and suddenly raised his head.
Li Yinhang also felt that something was wrong: "What's going on?"
Didn't Nan Zhou say that he wouldn't go back to the international student dormitory tonight, and go to his dormitory for a while before turning off the lights.
Why did you suddenly change your mind
What does "I'm worried about him" mean
But Nan Zhou had no intention of answering her question.
He increased his speed silently, three steps at a time, and ran up.
…
During the fierce struggle, Xie Xiangyu saw the empty dormitory for international students except Jiang Fang.
In the blink of an eye, Xie Xiangyu already understood what happened.
—Jiang Fang knew nothing at all.
He replaced the keycard early on.
This method couldn't be simpler.
As long as you destroy some of the components of your original room card, and then falsely claim that your card is lost, go to the management office on the first floor, and change hands, you can completely replace the old card with the broken old card. Card.
Jiang Fang has been guarding him.
Even... It is possible that he also thought about using the mechanism of the power in this copy to get rid of someone.
Jiang Fang pressed Xie Xiangyu against the wall.
In the darkness, Jiang Fang's pale eyes could not read the slightest emotion at all.
Compared to his violent movements, his voice is still as graceful, deep, calm, and as melodious as a cello.
"You really let me down."
"Is this the way to take the lead?"
Xie Xiangyu gasped and laughed, shaking the white powder on his head.
"You restrained him." Xie Xiangyu said, "You wasted his talent."
Jiang Fang narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
Xie Xiangyu: "Literally. You wasted Nan Zhou's ability in vain."
Xie Xiangyu grabbed Jiang Fang's wrist: "If it were me, I would treat him well. Explore every corner of his body well."
"After all, he's so funny..."
Jiang Fang's expression turned cold.
If Jiang Fang just thought about letting the unstable factors in Xie Xiangyu's dungeon disappear without knowing it, then now, he plans to take action.
However, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door interrupted Jiang Fang's plan.
The familiar footsteps made Jiang Fang immediately let go.
Xie Xiangyu, who was always waiting for an opportunity, seized the opportunity and immediately grabbed Jiang Fang with a backhand.
It's just that his new weapon is too short for unexpected melee combat.
Such a posture is really unplayable.
This grabbing posture is too non-standard.
According to Jiang Fang's experience, he has nine ways to counteract and beat the person to the ground.
But after seeing the backlit silhouette of Nan Zhou standing at the door, Jiang Fang gave up all resistance.
He maintained a controlled posture, pressed his side face on the cold and hard tabletop, and said leisurely: "Baby, save me." :,