Nightmare Attack

Along the way, the team was quiet.

Zhou Taifu was wrapped in borrowed clothes and walked on the right side of the team, occasionally glancing at Zhen Jianren beside him.

The latter's face was ashen and he said nothing.

In sharp contrast is Jiangcheng.

He held his head high, walked at the front, and opened the way for everyone.

The fat man followed him closely in small steps.

Yu Wen and Zhang Yinyin were hanging at the back of the team not far away.

The former is slightly better.

The latter's temperament has changed greatly. The feeling of weakness has disappeared, replaced by a pair of cold eyes.

The situation was more complicated than expected. She couldn't determine how true or false Jiang Cheng's experience was.

But what she was sure of was that the portrait and the ghost should be real.

Especially that ghost hand

She still remembered that when she heard that the ghost hand was twice the size of an ordinary person, Zhen Jianren, who was still in the upper hand, instantly withered.

The rampant energy suddenly dissipated, and the fear in his eyes almost solidified.

This is very intriguing.

Zhang Yinyin guesses that there are only two possibilities:

The first is that Zhen Jianren and Luo Yi collected some information about the female ghost through some unknown means.

From this, we learned that the female ghost’s right hand is different from that of ordinary people.

Of course, they had no intention of sharing this critical information.

The second and more direct point is that they may have seen this ghost.

That’s why we know the physical characteristics of ghosts.

Zhang Yinyin's eyes gradually moved behind Zhen Jianren, and their eyes became colder.

Could it be

On his body?

When the three groups took action separately, they each received the notice.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the second rehearsal.

They still need to be there for the shoot.

The location remains unchanged.

Building C music classroom.

Now the group is on their way to Tower C.

There is only one Luo Yi missing among those still alive.

According to Zhen Jianren, he went to the archives alone to look for clues about the female ghost.

Before I reached Block C, I saw a person from a distance.

The man was standing in front of the gate of Building C, pacing back and forth, seemingly very nervous.

The fat man had good eyesight and was the first to see that person clearly.

It's a woman.

"You're finally here," the woman saw Jiang Cheng's group approaching and quickly came forward to greet them. She was the person in charge of the rehearsal whom she had contacted before.

According to Yu Wen, the name is Feng Lan.

"A friend of yours had a conflict with someone from the Security Office," Feng Lan said urgently, "Now that the person is under control, the school is preparing to call the police."

"Luo Yi?"

"I don't know what his name is," Feng Lan seemed very anxious. While introducing the situation, he urged everyone to go upstairs. "He is wearing a hat and has a few scars on his forehead."

It's definitely Luo Yi

Except for him, everyone who can breathe is here.

"What's the reason for the dispute?" Zhen Jianren asked knowingly.

After all, Luo Yi was on his side, whether as a companion or a shield.

He would not give up unless absolutely necessary.

"I'm not sure exactly," Feng Lan's whole mind was not focused on this, and his answer was rather vague, "But I heard that something seemed to have been stolen. It was accidentally discovered by a passing student, and he called and informed me. Security Office."

After saying this, she seemed to hesitate for a moment, and said in a weird tone: "The person was caught on the fifth floor of Teaching B. It stands to reason that there are only a few empty classrooms stacked with old files. No one has been there for many years. He went What to do there?”

No one answered this question.

"Where are they now?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Third floor of Building C," Feng Lan led the way and said without looking back, "304."

Everyone paused.

At this moment they had reached a room on the right side of the corridor.

Even if Feng Lan didn't say anything, they saw the sign hanging on the door.

Blue background, white letters.

The three numbers 304 are written on it.

Judging from the layout, it's an office.

But the most impressive thing is that it appeared in the story Yu Wen told.

Standing here, you can clearly hear the quarrel coming from inside.

"How many times do I have to say it before you understand?"

someone yelled.

There was also the sound of banging on the table, and then the sound of the collision of tables and chairs. The scene was very intense for a time.

Zhen Jianren's face condensed.

It was indeed Luo Yi's voice.

"Go in and explain," Feng Lan stood in front of the door and turned around and said, "When the police come, things will be in trouble."

The people in the room seemed to be aware that someone was coming, and they all looked in the direction of the door.

It's really an office inside.

The style is older.

Several dark solid wood tables are put together in pairs, allowing 3 or 4 teachers to sit side by side and work at the same time.

Most of the tables are quite messy, with piles of textbooks, teaching aids and the like.

There are several large cardboard boxes placed on the ground next to the corner.

You can see that there are costumes that haven't been opened yet.

Luo Yi was sitting behind the table, on the chair next to the carton, and three middle-aged women with round waists were sitting and standing.

What unified them all was the vicious expression on their faces and the fact that they were wearing security guard uniforms.

"Teacher Feng, these are these," the middle-aged woman led by said in a bad tone.

"They are all photographers invited by the school to shoot the anniversary celebration," Feng Lan immediately introduced: "This gentleman is the same. I wonder if there is any misunderstanding between you."

"It's just a misunderstanding!" Luo Yi became more and more excited when he saw someone coming. "I was in a hurry to pee and was looking for the bathroom. Who knew I ended up walking there by mistake."

The leading woman sneered and asked, "There are so many bathrooms downstairs and you didn't go there, so why did you go there?"

"I"

There was a lot of noise inside, but strangely, the Jiangcheng group outside the door not only had no intention of entering to help, they didn't even offer a word of comfort.

Or rather, they made no sound.

He just stood there silently, watching with cold eyes.

"You guys?" Feng Lan frowned and couldn't help but urge, "Why don't you go in and help him?"

She still answered with cold eyes.

and long stretches of silence.

Cold sweat streaked down the fat man's swollen cheeks.

But he didn't dare to move.

The people inside seemed not to have expected such a scene, and even the quarrels gradually subsided.

The two groups of people were separated by a door.

Looking at each other.

Slowly, Jiangcheng moved.

He opened the bag that was slung across his body, took out the camera, and pointed it at the door. Before the person inside could react—

There was a "click".

Took a photo.

The next second, everyone gathered around the camera.

The camera in Jiang Cheng's hand was given by the old man in the equipment room, and its function was already clear.

It can capture ghosts.

The photos presented were very clear. After seeing the photos, everyone's expressions gradually returned to normal.

The fat man let out a breath, raised his hand, and wiped the cold sweat from his cheeks.

The people in the photos are all normal and there is nothing weird hidden.

The leading security woman even opened her eyes wide, as if she didn't understand why they did this.