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"I didn't pay attention at first, thinking that the teacher had something going on at home. But in the afternoon I realized that something was wrong. The teacher's phone number couldn't be reached. When I went to the Academic Affairs Office to inquire, I found out that the teacher had not asked for leave from the school. She didn't even ask for leave. Not a word or a note was left behind.”

Zhang Jiaqi told me about Liu Xuan's abnormal behavior in the days before and after her disappearance. The cause of everything seemed to revolve around the banned West Campus. In order to find out the reason, she sneaked into the campus late at night to investigate.

"Why don't you call the security guard?" I looked at the girl in front of me. She was in her early twenties at most, and she was just a student.

"Those cowards can't count on it at all. When they hear about the West Campus, they are like hiding from the plague. They don't dare to go near the west wall during patrols."

There must be a reason for the security guard to be so scared. I followed Zhang Jiaqi's tone and asked: "What exactly happened in the west campus of your school? Why is the entire campus blocked?"

"I don't know the specifics. I just heard Teacher Liu say it once accidentally." Zhang Jiaqi smiled mysteriously and put on a strange expression: "Five years ago, several corpses were lost in the West Campus. Later, these corpses were found in the West Campus. They were found in every corner of the hospital, but most of them were brutally mutilated."

"At that time, the school suspected that this was a heavy-mouthed prank by a certain student, so it sent a security guard to stay on guard late at night. As a result, one night a few days later, the security guard who was guarding him was killed bizarrely. What was even more terrifying was that next to the body of the security guard, there was another Looking at another fresh corpse that has just been brought into the autopsy room from outside."

"According to the police's survey at the time, the only person at the scene with the ability to commit crimes was the corpse." Zhang Jiaqi approached me, put her mobile phone on her chest, and the cold light shone on her face. She made a face, giving people the impression that It felt like a dead body that had just been fished out of the pool.

"Isn't it scary that corpses kill people? During the day, they are materials quietly placed in bottles and jars, allowing students to cut them with knives. But at night, they turn into cold killers, inflicting the pain that people inflicted on them during the day. , come back ten times and a hundred times.”

I was frightened by what she said, but I remained calm on the surface: "If corpses still know how to be angry and take revenge, then they cannot be called corpses. Dead people have no emotions."

I gently pushed Zhang Jiaqi away and got too close to the girl, which always made me feel a little tight in my chest.

"That's not necessarily the case." She smiled playfully and took her mobile phone to look at the way: "There are four underground morgues in the West Campus, corresponding to different majors. I have already seen them here. Let's go to other places."

I nodded, holding the black suitcase in one hand, and was about to go out with her, when suddenly a low ringtone came from the cell phone in the laboratory behind me.

Flute and cornet, this is a symphony full of complex emotions.

"Your cell phone is ringing. Don't you need to check it?" I turned my head and stared at the bright light in the sink of the cadaver. The name on the caller ID seemed familiar.

"No need, I can't take it out anyway, let's go to the next place quickly." She showed a rare panic and a trace of unnoticeable fear.

I used my chasing eyes to clearly see the name on the caller ID. I was shocked. I coughed twice to hide the expression on my face: "Let's go. This formalin smell is really strong. I don't know what you medical students are doing." Tolerable.”

Controlling my facial muscles, my expression quickly returned to normal, and I said casually: "Your cell phone ringtone is very special, it sounds like a symphony."

"Maler's Second Symphony "Resurrection" is something most people can't understand." Zhang Jiaqi closed the sliding door and walked outside.

"Resurrection?" I looked at the thick sliding door, and a heavy and depressing melody was coming from the other side of the door.

Coming out of the basement, Zhang Jiaqi and I walked side by side on the steps, with the bright light of our mobile phones shining in front of us, and we soon reached the corridor on the first floor.

"Wait!" I reached out to stop Zhang Jiaqi and asked her to turn off her phone first.

"What's wrong?" She also looked very nervous, turned off her phone, and hid in the darkness.

I bent down and looked towards the middle of the corridor. At the corner, there was a black figure standing quietly.

"Can you please stop being startled? It's just a model. I deliberately placed it in the middle of the road." Zhang Jiaqi raised her little finger at me and prepared to stand up.

"Don't move." I grabbed her wrist and told her not to be impulsive: "When I came, I laid the model flat on the roadside, and now it is standing in the middle again. This is not your doing, nor is it mine. Yes, it means there are other people in the building."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Jiaqi whispered, "It's impossible. This is not the first time I've been to this place. I've never met anyone else before."

"If you encounter it, you will probably end up like my teacher." I pointed out something, but did not say it clearly: "Did you come in through the window at the back of the experimental building?"

Zhang Jiaqi didn't understand what I meant and answered honestly: "That's right."

I stretched out my hand to compare her shoes, which were exactly twenty-nine centimeters: "When I came in, I found a shoe print and a footprint on the ground. The shoe print should be left by you, and the footprints were left by another person. "

"Footprints? What do you mean? Didn't he wear shoes?"

Zhang Jiaqi's unintentional question raised this question again. I was also a little confused as to why the other party was not wearing shoes.

"Did you see it wrong?" Zhang Jiaqi tilted her head, her face seemed to be paler than before: "In this building, the only corpses don't wear shoes."

Before she finished speaking, there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from far away in the corridor, as if someone dropped a bag of wheat flour from a high place.

"Who is it?" Zhang Jiaqi and I looked at each other, turned on my phone and walked along the corridor. When I passed the puppet model, I paid attention to its body surface. The person who moved the model did not leave any valuable clues. .

"Could it be Teacher Liu? Don't be stunned. Go and have a look!"

Zhang Jiaqi took her cell phone and left quickly. I looked at the doll and then laid it flat on the ground: "Does this model have any significance?"

When I caught up with Zhang Jiaqi, I found her standing next to the window: "The sound came from outside."

This room was the same one when I first entered the building. The footprints and shoe prints on the ground had been destroyed, and I don't know who did it.

I squatted down and tried to find some clues from the scattered soil: "I just told Zhang Jiaqi about the shoe prints and footprints, and the scene inside the house was destroyed. Could it be her? But she was covering up by doing this. what?"

I have kept all the information about that footprint in my mind. It is about thirty-two centimeters long and has a very wide front foot.

"Stop researching and go look elsewhere. The sound is probably made by Teacher Liu."

"Why are you so sure it's her?"

"I'm just guessing."

"There are still many places in this building that have not been searched. If I leave now, I'm afraid I will miss important clues."

"I've searched all over the building, even the underground charnel house. Where else do you think she could be hiding?" Zhang Jiaqi kept urging. I took a look inside the dark building and finally chose to go with her. leave.

Jumping out of the window, a thin dark red line among the broken glass on the ground caught my attention: "Zhang Jiaqi, come and take a look at this."

"What's wrong?" She squatted next to me reluctantly.

"The glass shards were stained with blood. I didn't notice this when I came in." I picked up the piece of glass that was not small in size and said, "Someone jumped out of the building and the glass scratched his body."

He reached out and touched some of the blood that had solidified on the glass: "The entire edge of this glass is stained with blood, and the length is more than seven centimeters. If you are a normal person, no matter which part of your body is scratched with such a large wound, a lot of blood will definitely flow out. It’s impossible to leave just a thin line of blood.”

"What do you want to tell me?"

I lowered my head and paid attention to Zhang Jiaqi's expression with my peripheral vision: "There are two possibilities for this situation. First, someone deliberately spread blood evenly on the edge of the glass to mislead us. Second, this is not a living person." of blood.”

Zhang Jiaqi seemed to have thought of something when I reminded her: "There is blood pressure in the body of a living person, so blood will spray. As the body of a dead person dies longer, the blood will continue to coagulate. Even if the skin is scratched, the blood will continue to coagulate." Not too much will leak out.”

"That's right." I shook the glass shards in my hand: "So this blood is probably left by the corpse."