When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

"Is it true? Why haven't I heard you say that before?" Su Yuan was indeed a little surprised, because he had never seen Song Xiaoxia and Mao Houwang have any intersection at school.

"Of course it's true, it's just that Mao Houwang is usually in school... Anyway, I pretended not to know him." Song Xiaoxia said a little embarrassedly.

Su Yuan knew that she was talking about Mao Houwang bullying his classmates, so he didn't ask any more questions, but patted Song Xiaoxia's shoulder fiercely: "That's great, you go with me tonight!"

Because he was originally worried that even if he knew the address of Mao Houwang's house, it would not be so easy to get in.

Because Mao Houwang had disappeared, he couldn't enter his house as a classmate.

Then he would have to make up a reason.

Now a lot of trouble can be saved.

"Ah!" Song Xiaoxia covered her shoulder in pain and punched Su Yuan back: "You beat me like Ye Haoyu, so hard!"

"Then is there anything I can do?" Zhou Yulong also wanted to help.

"You..." Su Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Go call the police!"

"Call the police?" Zhou Yulong frowned, not quite understanding Su Yuan's intention: "What's the point? No one remembers Mao Houwang now. Will the police go out for a non-existent person?"

"And even if the police believe us, do they have the ability to deal with supernatural events?" Song Xiaoxia didn't understand it either. It seemed like a meaningless thing.

Su Yuan looked at his sister who was sitting opposite him, holding her chin and blinking, his eyes as calm as water: "Do you think the supernatural event we are encountering now will be the first and only one in the world?"

The sister was a little unhappy: "Just say it, why are you looking at me? I've already said I'm not a ghost!"

Su Yuan ignored her, and no one else could hear her voice.

Zhou Yulong thought seriously about Su Yuan's question, and after a long while he said: "To be honest... I don't think it's likely. If it's true, it's too unlucky."

"Why don't you pay attention to me? You say I'm a ghost every day. I've said I'm not that ugly thing!"

My sister was still chattering, and Su Yuan stretched out a hand to cover his ears: "Then let's assume that maybe many places in the world are experiencing supernatural events..."

"Then why is the news so well blocked, and no information has been leaked at all?"

"Then assume again." Su Yuan said slowly: "Is it possible that the country has an agency dedicated to handling supernatural events?"

"If there is, but it is not known to ordinary people, how can they learn about and handle supernatural events? The only way I can think of to contact them is to call the police."

"Of course, all this is just assumptions. Anyway, I'm free, so I'll just try my luck."

After Su Yuan finished speaking, he didn't wait for a long time to get a reply.

Looking up, he found that Zhou Yulong was looking at him steadily, with a strange look in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Yuan asked.

"Nothing." Zhou Yulong shook his head: "I just think what you said makes sense."

Song Xiaoxia also nodded like a chick pecking at rice, with a hint of admiration in her bright eyes, "I also think it makes sense."

Since the incident happened, many people are still in fear and confusion, and Su Yuan has actually thought of so many problems.

"Then it's settled." Zhou Yulong stood up: "The afternoon school time is 5 o'clock, and the evening self-study starts at 7 o'clock. We have two hours."

"Well." Su Yuan added a few more points, "Remember to bring a few more people and repeat the whole story. Be sure to bring Qi Yinhong with you. His family has connections in the police station."

Zhou Yulong nodded seriously after listening: "Okay, I remember."

.....................

After lunch, I returned to the classroom.

The afternoon class was more hypnotic, and even Su Yuan, who did not stay up late, couldn't help but take a nap.

Zhang Xiaoping did not let students sleep in his class, and he was the only teacher who had not given up on them.

But today he seemed to be preoccupied. Not only did he not care, he was also absent-minded when he was teaching.

"Follow me, left hand, right hand, slow motion, left hand, right hand, slow motion, replay, this song, bring you happiness..."

Finally, the pleasant bell for the end of get out of class rang.

The students in Class 10 spontaneously divided into four teams.

Su Yuan and Song Xiaoxia went to Mao Houwang's home;

Zhou Yulong took a few classmates to the police station;

Zhang Yang went alone to find his third uncle.

The rest of the people stayed in their seats and prayed to God, hoping that there would be no more bloody words on the blackboard today.

......

The sky became increasingly gloomy, and it was so oppressive that people could not breathe.The rain that had been falling for a whole day still did not stop.

Su Yuan held an umbrella and walked to the school gate with Song Xiaoxia.

Normally, it takes a lot of effort to get out.

Because the old man in the security room is very stubborn, he will never let anyone out without a leave note issued by the teacher.

Even if you spit blood in front of him.

But what the two did not expect was.

There was no doorman in the security room today.

There were three or five young men sitting inside.

When they saw the two people walk out, they just glanced at them lightly and continued to chat and laugh.

As soon as they walked out of the school gate, Su Yuan's face suddenly became ugly.

Song Xiaoxia gently pulled the corner of his clothes: "Su Yuan, has the security guard at the door changed? When I saw him yesterday, he was still the old man."

Su Yuan frowned and told Song Xiaoxia about his experience in the dormitory in the morning.

Song Xiaoxia frowned after hearing this: "This is really abnormal. I feel that those people just now are not good people. Two of them seem to have tattoos on their necks..."

She has heard that some schools will adopt military management and invite some veterans to serve as doormen.

But she has never heard of mafia management.

People with exposed tattoos can also work in schools, especially at the most conspicuous school gate. Aren't they afraid of being complained by parents?

Su Yuan said as he walked: "Besides, something like that happened last night, today the dormitory management and security guards of the school were all replaced..."

"Coincidence?" Song Xiaoxia shook her head after she finished speaking, "Two unreasonable things happened at the same time period, there might be some connection between them."

The younger sister squeezed between the two of them and said with a hum: "Everyone knows there is a connection, but you are just smart, hum!"

"I think so too." Su Yuan subconsciously wanted to reach out for a cigarette, but he held back: "But I can't think of any connection for the time being, in the final analysis, there is too little known information."

.......

The journey was not far, Su Yuan followed Song Xiaoxia through one street after another, and finally came to a community.