Seven Days, Seven Nights

Chapter 90: dormitory

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"... Send me the address."

Ji Heng hung up the phone, not knowing what to think, he suddenly stopped walking out the door, he is just a student now, there is no way to bail Sur.

He glanced at the immature faces in the class, and finally looked at Mr. Pu Liu: "The cause of the last host's death is a mystery, and now is the time to unite."

"what do you want to say?"

Ji Heng: "For now, it's better for the host to unite with the players."

As soon as these words came out, not only Mr. Pu Liu, but also the gathered players came up with something... Suer was in trouble and needed someone to settle it.

Ji Heng stepped onto the podium, his voice was extremely low, but he made the words clear: "I was arrested for anti-pornography, and I need bail."

"… "

Even if Ji Heng didn't say it, Sur was set in the dungeon for his parents to die early, and he was destined to need the host to shoulder this responsibility. During training, teachers need to make sure that students do not make mistakes.

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The atmosphere in the detention center was not as serious as expected.

Three men and two women were arrested along with Sur, all of whom had good psychological qualities and only cared about keeping files or not.

"We didn't have a cash transaction." The long-haired girl blinked.

Little Fatty: "It's all voluntary."

"..." Sur: "Please be quiet."

The darker and darker it is described in these people has been fully reflected.

It was a very gentle elder sister who took notes for him. As soon as she opened her mouth, her emotions would immediately calm down. Sur guessed that this was also some kind of power.

"Don't be too nervous, there are still some details to check."

Sur nodded.

"Why go to a hotel and only open one room?"

Sur: "I heard that not long ago, a student suddenly asked to stay in a hotel, and died in the guest room. I was just curious."

"During the ward round, two people were tied to the bed, and one was pole dancing with a broom. How do you explain this?"

Sur sighed: "The ability was out of control, I didn't do anything, and the temperature in the room suddenly rose."

"I testify on this!" The long-haired girl raised her hand: "I wanted to take off my clothes madly at the time, but fortunately he tied me up in time."

The police officer who took the transcript thought for a while: "At the beginning of the awakening, the ability was out of control. There was a precedent for this."

Sur showed a harmless state as much as possible, and did not express the doubts hidden in his heart... There seems to be something wrong with that room.

"It's your training teacher!" The long-haired girl suddenly pulled down Sur's sleeve and looked at the door excitedly: "By the way, let him take us away."

Seeing the person coming, Sur nodded and smiled: "Hello, teacher."

"I can't bear this teacher."

Mr. Pu Liu's attitude was indifferent, and he never thought that one day he would personally come to the game to find a player.

"It's a bit of a misunderstanding." The police officer helped with a sentence: "A child who has successfully activated his identity will have a good future as long as he doesn't make a big mistake."

Filling out a form with a blank face, Mr. Pu Liu took a taxi and took everyone back.

He didn't say a word on the way, out of a fear of the teacher in his bones, even the most unscrupulous long-haired girl on weekdays only dared to whisper. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the car stopped smoothly at the school gate.

After exchanging contact information, several other students quickly waved goodbye to Sur.

Anyway, not in a training class, they have enough reasons to run first, now is not the time to show loyalty.

Sur was left alone and was forced to walk back with Mr. Pu Liu. Not long after, he found a familiar figure standing next to a telegraph pole in the distance, and Sur narrowed his eyes... Savior!

Ji Heng took the initiative to walk here, and the shadow was pulled very long by the street light: "Next time you look for clues, don't be too high-profile."

Sur nodded along the excuse: "I'm in a hurry."

Ignoring their performance, Mr. Pu Liu spoke when he was about to walk downstairs in the dormitory: "It doesn't matter what the trouble is, what I want to see is the result."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and the figure disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

The smile on Sur's face gradually faded: "He may still know some inside stories."

It's just that the trust between the host and the players is as thin as paper, and it is impossible for Mr. Pu Liu to tell everything.

The dormitory building is very lively, and the laughter inside can be heard through the door on each floor.

Ji Heng handed the dormitory key to him: "The trainers are responsible for checking their students' dormitories."

Su Er pondered this sentence for a while. Mr. Pu Liu will definitely not check the bed. Couldn't he be able to wander around that night? After thinking about it, I stopped exploring and put away the keys: "I'll move in with you."

After looking back and forth to confirm that no one was there, he whispered: "One of the players in the previous batch asked to move out of the dormitory before he died, which means that the night here is uneasy."

It's a pity that something happened today, and he was taken to the game at a critical moment. Sur said with some regret, "I want to go to the hotel again tomorrow."

That room always gave him a weird feeling.

Ji Heng nodded: "Let's go together."

After 10:30, the lights in the bedrooms were turned off one after another, and occasionally there would be hurried footsteps in the corridor.

The two long-lost people live in the same dormitory.

Sur remembered that the last time he had such a night talk, the dungeon was hosted by a little girl. Now that he thinks about it, although the bear boy hates it, he is very practical, and at least he can give out a piece of equipment.

Ji Heng: "Have you seen any other vampires?"

Sur: "There's only one person I've dealt with, called Sanhua."

Ji Heng: "Take time to learn about the awakening history of vampire identity."

Sur turned over, perhaps because of his ability after awakening. Across a corridor, he could see Ji Heng's expression clearly in the dark... His eyes were deep, his brows were slightly lowered, and he looked like a thinker.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Do you suspect that the player's death is related to vampires?"

Ji Heng sat up, the quilt was scattered to one side, and he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

The moment he opened his palm, Sur was slightly absent-minded: "Silver bullet?"

In the copy of Liberty Town, Sur did not take the reward after the death of the stamp ghost was found out too much, and when he saw it suddenly, many speculations arose in his heart.

"In the gift description of the stamp ghost, it is specifically mentioned that this thing is very useful against werewolves." Ji Heng folded his fingers together: "I am also a werewolf by accident."

Sur rubbed his temples: "Maybe the loyal servant of the tomb knows something, and I wouldn't report him if I knew it earlier."

Using that set of rhetoric to make a transaction, both parties will benefit from each other and will be more conducive to development.

"It's not the suspicion of vampires," Ji Heng's eyes sank, "it's all the forces."

The stamp ghost gave out a silver bullet, of course he couldn't use it against himself, so this bullet was most likely to guard against the same kind.

Sur: "Ammo is not enough, you need a gun."

Ji Heng: "Wan Baolin just happened to have an auction recently. Not only guns, but also a lot of interesting things."

Sur quickly took out his mobile phone to check it. The copy was well prepared. The software downloaded above was all the software that he usually needed. Wanbaolin has a separate APP.

After clicking in, I looked at the auctions for the past week. In conclusion, several of them were specifically aimed at their awakened identities.

Looking at the price, most people can't afford it at all.

"It's like attracting people to steal." The corner of Sur's mouth curled up: "Isn't the mission of the last batch of players to steal food from the tiger's mouth? Go to Wanbaolin to steal any lot."

Linked together, it looks like a well-designed trap no matter what.

But things must be in hand, otherwise even silver bullets will be in vain.

"Observe for two more days." Ji Heng reminded him not to act rashly: "The auction is on Wednesday, so there is plenty of time."

There were dark clouds outside, but not a drop of rain fell, and the air was stuffy.

Sur didn't sleep very well, and vaguely heard the sound of landing. Subconsciously thinking it was a mobile phone, I stretched out my arm to touch it, and my fingertips touched the coldness of the metal shell, confirming that it was something else.

Sur opened his eyes. In the moonlight, he saw that there seemed to be a shiny bead beside his shoes. He got out of bed and wanted to pick it up and have a look. The beads rolled all the way under the bed, and Sur leaned down and slammed into a pair of eyes in the crevice of the bed.

The pupils are too large, and the whites of the eyes are cloudy.

The dark eyes seemed to move, and this scene was enough to make every strand of hair tremble with fear. Suer held his breath, stood up without looking sideways, pretended not to see anything, and went back to bed.

He actually had another option, to try the ghost's depth directly, but in just one breath, he felt it was too risky.

hum.

Ji Heng was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone, and glanced at the content of the message: [There is a ghost under the bed.]

Turning his face away, Sur added two words with his mouth shape: mine.

Ghosts are more bullying than humans, and he guessed that there was only something under his bed.

Ji Heng got up and looked over, but there was nothing.

However, as soon as he returned, Sur bent down alone, and his eyes were looking out maliciously.

Sur shook his head sullenly.

[Come and sleep.]

After reading the latest message, Sur thought about it and prepared to go over with the quilt. On the way, he suddenly paused his actions, and instead gently lifted the sheets little by little.

The bed board is made of wood, with even gaps in the middle. Sur disassembles almost every movement and slowly lies at the end of the bed. Even so, there was a little noise.

The ghost under the bed heard a slight screeching sound and twisted his neck to look.

A pair of cat-like eyes stared at it through the gap of the bed board.

"what!"

It was the ghost that screamed like a duck.

To prevent retaliation, Sur didn't wear any shoes, and jumped to Ji Heng's side immediately, taking a long sigh of relief.

"Comfortable."

The place where I was disturbed by ghosts in the middle of the night was finally found.

Ji Heng laughed: "Congratulations."

The dormitory bed had limited space, and when he turned over, he could hear the creaking of the wood. With Ji Heng by his side, there was no need to worry about ghosts, and Sur quickly fell asleep.

Spread your hands, build your legs, and roll.

Ji Heng was almost kicked into the corner.

Youyou glanced at the person who was fast asleep beside him... Sure enough, Sur's temperament made him unwilling to suffer under any circumstances.

There is a sense of territory even in dreams.

In the second half of the night, Su Er woke up because of thirst and found that Ji Heng was almost forced to stick to the wall. He couldn't help but feel ashamed of his evil deeds and thought for two seconds: "I will make up for your sleep with a gift."

After closing his eyes for a while, he said softly in a half-dream and half-awake: "I have an idea..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep completely.

"… "

The author has something to say:

Forum, how do you all feel when Sur says 'I have an idea'

An unnamed host No. 1: Thank you, I have PTSD for this sentence.

An unnamed host No. 2: A dead Taoist friend is not a dead Taoist, as long as it is not in my copy.

An unnamed host No. 3: You can't harm a host alone every time! I am very happy that everyone can have the same experience.

An unnamed host No. 4: No. 3 This sentence makes me think that he is diss in the real-name system.