Nightmare Attack

"What's even more terrifying is that the woman is wearing a pair of red high heels!"

Hearing this, the eyes of Yu Wen and Zhang Yinyin changed.

They immediately thought of the sound of high heels hidden in the footsteps that the woman had just mentioned.

Could it be

The woman didn't give them any time to continue thinking, and then said in a hoarse voice: "It was also from that time that I began to doubt the identities of these people."

"Although I have just arrived at the school not long ago, I have met people from the security department several times. In my memory, I have never met these people."

"And people in the security office are not allowed to wear high heels during duty hours."

"I deliberately waited for a while and said I was looking for something, and they stood outside the door waiting for me, but soon the man in the lead was the fierce bald man." The woman emphasized.

"His attitude was getting worse and worse, and his face was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to drip. Although I was scared to death, I still insisted that I would never leave until I found something."

"They were always standing outside the door and didn't enter the office, right?" Yu Wen asked.

The woman nodded, with a puzzled expression on her face: "Yes, I have never been able to figure it out. The door is obviously open, but they just don't come in. They would rather wait outside for me."

"What happened next?" Zhang Yinyin couldn't help but ask, "How did you escape?"

"When I realized that they were not going to break in for the time being, I calmed down a little, and then made an excuse to go to the director's office to get information. What I actually wanted to do was go inside and hide."

Speaking of this, the woman explained: "At that time, our office was a very large one, and all the teachers in the same department worked here. There was a single room in the back that was used as the office of the department head."

"I didn't pay attention to their reactions. Anyway, I had already made up my mind to go to the department chairperson's office and use her phone to call other teachers for help."

"There is a large mirror on the door. It was hung specially for the teacher to organize her clothes."

"When I opened the door halfway, the angle of the mirror was just right to the door, so I subconsciously glanced at it."

When the woman said this, she stopped talking. Yu Wen noticed that her eyes slowly opened wide, and her pupils were full of horror.

Zhou Taifu was so frightened that he almost cried. He hugged his shoulders and said, "You don't speak half of your words. What did you see?"

"There are four people standing in front of the door." The woman panted violently. In the small space, there seemed to be a dilapidated old bellows installed.

Zhang Yinyin frowned suddenly.

This was inconsistent with her guess.

Yu Wen also stopped writing in her hand and looked at the woman in front of her in confusion.

After a long time——

"None of them have chins." The woman raised her head and said every word.

"Doctor," the fat man said to Jiang Cheng enthusiastically while sipping the millet porridge, "you are so awesome! How do you know that those two guys from 405 can quietly wipe away the bloody fingerprints?"

Jiang Cheng chewed for a while, and finally spit out a piece of fish bone slowly. Yesterday's fried fish was good, and he ordered another one because he was in a good mood today.

"Those who are targeted by ghosts during the mission are bound to be abandoned by others," Jiang Cheng explained. "This mission is not easy. He can't do it on his own."

——

Time goes back to a few hours ago, around 4 or 5 o'clock.

It was still dark outside the window.

The fat man leaned against the wall, tilting his head, sleeping soundly.

The next second, my neck suddenly felt cold.

He woke up suddenly, subconsciously thinking that a ghost was coming to grab his neck.

"Doctor," the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng, who was holding a bottle of mineral water in front of him and trying to show his appraising expression. He suddenly felt a little embarrassed and stuttered, "I swear I just fell asleep. I was here all night before."

Jiang Cheng didn't bother to argue with him, he just told him to be gentle and go out with him later.

The fat man shook his unconscious head, got out of bed, opened a corner of the curtains, glanced out the window first, then turned back and wondered: "It's not yet dawn, is it dangerous to go out now?"

Jiang Cheng had already packed up the things he needed, turned around and asked, "How about I go by myself, and you stay and wait for me."

The fat man thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, doctor, please be careful."

Just when Jiang Cheng was about to open the door and leave, his body suddenly paused, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned around and said to the fat man in a low voice: "By the way, when I woke up just now, I vaguely seemed to be in front of you. I saw a figure under the bed."

The fat man was shocked: "???"

"Of course," Jiang Cheng continued, "Maybe I was wrong."

This time the fat man was completely awake. His throat rolled and he immediately distanced himself from the bed.

"Doctor," he looked horrified, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, his face was very troubled, "don't scare me. I look big, but I'm actually very fragile on the inside."

"It's okay, don't take it too seriously," Jiang Cheng said comfortingly: "Think in the right direction in everything. Even if it is really a ghost, he may not be here to kill you. Maybe he just wants to break your limbs and then pull out all the food in your mouth." Ya, can I hang it upside down on the flagpole and make it a mascot?"

The fat man shivered after hearing this, grabbed his coat and put it on, "Doctor, please stop talking, I'd better go with you."

"Do you want to think about it again?" Jiang Cheng never forces others to do anything. He is seeking Fatty's own opinion.

"No need," the fat man shook his head, "Even if I don't go with you, I don't think I can stay in this room anymore."

"Oh well."

But what Fatty didn't expect was that the two of them didn't leave the dormitory building, or even go far from the room.

The two stood in front of 405's room door.

With the faint light, Fatty watched Jiang Cheng take out a small white bottle from his pocket.

It's the kind filled with medicine, which is very common.

Then comes the long wait.

The fat man's mission is to show off Jiangcheng.

His eyesight was good. When he was in school, he could see the answer sheets of the top students in another row through one person.

Now his neck moves flexibly, like a stocky humanoid radar.

"call--"

"call--"

A gust of wind came in from nowhere and swept across the corridor, blowing the debris on the ground and some ajar doors, making an indescribable weird sound.

Jiang Cheng immediately turned the medicine bottle upside down in the palm of his right hand.

With sharp eyes, the fat man saw that it was a slightly viscous liquid with a dark color.

At the same time, a familiar smell returned to the nasal cavity.

A relatively strong fishy smell, mixed with a little sweetness.

is blood!

His pupils shrank.

Then he saw Jiang Cheng smearing the blood on his palm, and then lightly printing it on 405's door.

After the palm left, a clear bloody handprint was left there.

The fat man's eyes widened and he made a growl in his throat.

Then Jiang Cheng turned the medicine bottle over again, knocked it, and continued to paint with the remaining blood, extending each finger to twice its normal length.