"But it's not me who's talking!"

Guang Yan was so scared that he was numb. It wasn't the middle of the night, but it was completely dark. The trees outside the window cast shadows in the weak moonlight.

The person who handed over the flashlight was dressed in white...

"Ahhhhhhhh! Ghost!"

Several children screamed and ran around.

Shi Mo Mi, who was just wearing a white skirt: ... You're not afraid of corpses, so why are you afraid of ghosts?

System: [You can't say that. At least corpses won't hand them flashlights]

Shi Mo Mi: If that ghost can hand flashlights to a few children, it must be a good ghost!

[Indeed]

The director of the library, who was about to go home to count money, was a little annoyed. Could the children upstairs be quiet? They were shouting in the middle of the night. Um, wait... This is a library!

The director's expression gradually darkened before he walked out of the door.

"There's no ghost handing you something." Shi Mo Mi turned on his flashlight and comforted the children, "Don't worry, there are no ghosts in the world. When people die, there is nothing left."

The system thought about Shi Mo Mi who was dragged to this world by it: [... Indeed]

Shi Mo Mi now just wanted to calm the children down. He figured that handing them a flashlight would prevent them from turning on the lights, but he didn't expect that he could scare them.

Mitsuhiko still had a scared expression on his face: "I heard from the curator that a body of a person is still in the library. I thought... it was his ghost!"

Conan had already opened the foreign book. The middle of the book cover was empty, and there was a white powder packaged in several portions.

"What is this?" Ayumi asked curiously.

"You'll be in jail for life." Shi Mo Mi smirked, "This box is placed next door, it's enough to eat a bunch of peanuts."

Three children: "... Sister Shi, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

Conan, who understood, felt that he was in even more danger, and stuffed the things back on the bookshelf: "Let's go quickly, if the curator finds out, we won't be able to leave... and fall."

Conan recalled how Shi Mo Mi had beaten people recently, and said the last few words with a guilty conscience. Curator, you should go home early, otherwise you won't be able to go home.

But things didn't go as planned, the elevator made a mechanical sound, and through the transparent glass door of the children's reading room, you can see that the elevator is running up from the first floor.

Conan made a prompt decision and pushed the children to the toilet to hide. When he turned around, he saw Shi Mo Mi very smoothly supporting the top of the bookshelf with one hand, and jumped up and climbed onto the bookshelf. When she met his eyes, she smiled and waved her hand to tell him to leave quickly.

Facts once again prove that some people really don't look up. Shi Mo Mi watched the director rush to the bookshelf first, took out his "book" and looked through it, and saw that a book had been opened. He was immediately anxious and looked for people in the library.

The system patiently helped Shi Mo Mi count: [The first time he passed by. The second time he passed by... The fifth time he passed by... Why did he take the things away! How can you give up hide-and-seek halfway! Come back and continue? ]

Shi Mo Mi:?

There was a ping-pong ball on the table that a child forgot to take away. With the indignant voice of the system, the ping-pong ball bounced in place and then jumped to the ground.

Shi Mo Mi:? ? ?

Conan, who was still hiding in the toilet: Shi Mo Mi, are you playing with the ball!

The director's nerves were already tense, and after this, he didn't want the white powder in the cowhide bag anymore, and rushed back to the children's reading room in two steps. After looking around and seeing no one, he finally looked up as if he had thought of something and met Shi Mo Mi's eyes.

Shi Mo Mi: "...Hi?"

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