The driver's face turned pale, and he laughed dryly: "Then I wish you success."
"Yes, can the phone be turned off?" Chen Ge showed a self-kind smile: "This is just a misunderstanding."
"That's necessary." The driver agreed very boldly, clicked his phone a few times, and continued to drive forward two or three meters. The car's walkie-talkie suddenly turned on the red light. A rough voice came out.
"Old Liu, are you also at the Xicheng Private School? I was just wondering why there are still people running to that place at night. I pulled one too. We are very close. By the way, what did you post in the group? Huh? I got caught by a stick?"
"It's okay, just drive your car." The uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead and hung up the walkie-talkie.
"Should I be kidnapped? Uncle, what about the most basic trust between people?" Chen Ge raised his eyebrows, and he was afraid that the police would be called later: "Just stop here."
"Okay!" The driver stopped the car without saying a word, his calf was still shaking.
Chen Ge checked the things on his body and got out of the car with his bag on his back. When he closed the door, he looked up and found a line of words scrolling on the top display of the taxi - I was hijacked, please call the police!
"You have a lot of tricks."
I watched the taxi fly away, and after ten seconds, the surrounding area fell into dead silence for nearly 100 meters.
There were no stars and moon in the sky, it seemed that it was about to rain, the cloud layer was very low, and there was no light at all.
Chen Ge turned on his phone and checked the time. There were still eight minutes before the agreed deadline.
"When I was in the car just now, someone said on the walkie-talkie that he also took someone to Xicheng Private School and ran in this direction after one o'clock in the morning. Could it have something to do with me?" Due to the time limit, he estimated that he would be ambushed on both sides of the road to see who was following him.
"With eight minutes left, it's better for me to enter the school first. Once I'm familiar with the terrain, I'll be able to take the lead." There is a wasteland near Xicheng Private School, no lights can be seen, only a narrower and narrower road crosses it. Woods and bushes.
Turning on the flashlight on his mobile phone, Chen Ge walked nearly 100 meters along the road, and finally came to the main entrance of this abandoned school.
The chain and the fence were rusted together, the gate was closed, and it was pitch black looking in through the iron fence.
"How do I get in?"
Chen Ge lingered outside the door for a while, first threw his backpack into the school, then jumped up, grabbed the edge of the fence, and climbed over the fence.
The campus is not big, and you can see the side at a glance. In the darkness, there are several dark buildings standing in the shadows, like a few lonely night watchmen.
The school's signboard has been removed. In fact, Chen Ge doesn't know what the school's real name is. He only knows that everyone calls it Xicheng Private College.
The bushes were overgrown, the road could not be seen clearly, and from time to time something rubbed against the calf, and it felt itchy and painful.
"I arrived within the stipulated time, and the next task is to enter and find Zhang Ya's red dancing shoes." Chen Ge took out the tool hammer in his backpack and held the cold hammer handle, he felt much more at ease.
Using his mobile phone to illuminate, Chen Ge walked towards the school. Before taking a few steps, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, stopped and took a few steps back.
"Is it my illusion? Why do I feel like my shoulders are being pushed when I walk into the school? When I step back, a force is blocking my back, and there is an inexplicable resistance." He turned his head and looked at his shoulders, what was there? None, he shone the light on his back again, and there was no such thing as an imaginary ghost.
"Could it be that she's already here? Right next to me? I just can't see her?" Chen Ge shuddered and wanted to swing a hammer behind him to try, but then he thought, what if Zhang Ya was really behind him, What should I do if I smashed the hammer and angered the other party
He is just a lonely, weak and helpless haunted house owner. In this wilderness, the consequences of angering Specter are unimaginable.
"Forget it, let's go ahead and talk about it." Chen Ge picked up his bag, held up his mobile phone, and entered the campus with a tool hammer.
The night was getting darker and thicker, and the wind was blowing, and there were also fine threads of rain.
"The most likely places for dancing shoes to appear are the women's changing room in the dance studio and the bedroom where Zhang Ya once lived. These two places should be checked."
Chen Ge walked towards the nearest building. The trees on the campus were growing crookedly, the ground was overgrown with grass, and there were many sculptures around, most of which were portraits, which looked a little scary in the dark.
"Girls' apartment?"
The four-story apartment building is not too high, but it may be because it has been abandoned for too long, and it looks gloomy.
The glass door of the apartment was locked with iron chains, and he put it on the door and looked in.
In the dark corridor, the doors on both sides were tightly closed. The strangest thing was that there was a chair in the middle of the corridor with its back facing the bedroom door.
"A chair is placed right in the middle of the corridor? What's the special meaning?" Chen Ge took a small step back: "The school gate and the glass door of the dormitory are all locked, and there is no rubbish in the corridor. It can be seen that When the school was closed, everything was cleaned up, but why did they leave a chair in the middle of the corridor? Is this trying to kill OCD?"
"If the chair was left by the school, why did they do this? If it wasn't for them, who moved the chair to the middle of the corridor after the door was locked?" Chen Ge put the phone away. Aiming at the glass door of the dormitory, the chair is five meters away from the exit, and the head is facing a smashed corridor lamp.
"The corridor lamp was smashed, the wires were still sticking out, chairs, wires, how could this scene be the same as hanging?" To be honest, after seeing such a strange scene, Chen Ge was also beating a drum in his heart: "It should be that I think too much. ."
He looked left and right, the night wind was blowing the leaves, and the campus became more and more strange after the early morning.
"You can't scare yourself, the red-clothed ghost Zhang Ya is the most terrifying existence in this school. I have her love letter, who would dare to embarrass me?" Until now, Chen Ge can only comfort himself like this: "This is just a good feeling. The task, to put it bluntly, is a special appointment, there is no need to be nervous, and there is no need to be afraid."
He muttered to himself to encourage himself, and then grabbed the tool hammer and walked to the glass door. When he was about to smash the glass to find out, his eyes suddenly caught a detail.
The chair that was supposed to be facing the lantern was one meter away from the lantern, and it seemed to move forward.
"I rely on?"
This is the first time Chen Ge has experienced such a thing: "Am I dazzled?"