After the Doomsday Rebirth, I Went Into the Escape Game

This is an attendance record book.

The record book alone is nothing unusual. But the old texture and record time show that this is a security attendance record book 20 years ago.

Turn a page casually, October 17, 2000.

Patrol from five to seven in the morning-completed.

Patrol from one to three o'clock in the afternoon-completed.

Patrol from nine to eleven o'clock in the evening-completed. (Note: The key has been given to Teacher Bai)

Seeing the word ‘key’, Lin Rurui’s eyes lit up. Undoubtedly, the key here refers to the key to the gate that left Nenggui School 20 years ago. Give it to Teacher Bai? Who is Teacher Bai? Will you find this Teacher Bai and you will be able to get the key?

After a short surprise, the calming thoughts inevitably went in another direction: who put this record book on her desk? There is no good thing to lose a pie in the world, and there are often huge traps behind the opportunities.

Could it be the girl who called her to the teacher's office and put this record book on her desk? Is that girl the one who left the note? Where did she get this record book from twenty years ago?

Lin Rurui tried to recall her face, only remembering that it was a pretty girl, but the impression of the specific facial features slowly faded in her mind. Lin Rurui has moderate facial blindness and can't notice the clues. If you change to another person who is good at memorizing human faces, you will find an abnormality: the girl's face is forgotten in memory too quickly, just like the ripples of the lake after the rain. No trace of being here.

In the evening, Lin Rurui returned to the dormitory, lay on the upper bunk and closed her eyes for a nap, preparing for the night to enter the ghost school to rejuvenate. The dormitory is a four-person room, except for Lin Rurui and two NPCs who act as friends, the last person is actually Shen Qian. There was one less bed in Class 6, and Shen Qian, who was the last student in the Class 6, was added to the dormitory of Class 5.

Because it was later or in a different class, and the original three did not have a common language, I tried to find a topic when I fetched water. She has good social skills. After initial contact, others can't find her unpleasant side. After eager management and food purchases, she has become intimate with the other two. As for Lin Rurui, she did not dare to speak to her alone without other players present, and walked lightly when she passed her bed.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and the lights are out. The girl with short hair was lying on the bed and suddenly said, "Oh, I haven't written it in the exercise book yet."

"Then write it quickly." Another girl urged her, "Tomorrow the first class will be the math teacher's class. If you don't do your homework, you will definitely be criticized."

"But the exercise book is forgotten in the classroom." The short-haired girl cried sadly.

"...Sympathize with you." The other girl didn't know what to say, expressing silent condolences.

"Why don't I go back and get it now? I really don't want to be scolded in front of the class, it's shameful."

"Are you crazy?! Aren't you afraid that Zhuang Xiao will find you?!"

The girl with short hair seemed to choke, not knowing what to say, and finally said, "Do you believe this too?"

"Zhuang Xiao?" Lin Rurui opened her eyes in the dark, she vaguely remembered that Diao Jitong said that the physical education teacher who was talking to himself in the equipment room was talking to a non-existent person named Zhuang Xiao.

"Who is Zhuang Xiao?" she asked. Shen Qian also pricked up her ears.

"No, Ruirui, you have been studying in Songgao for three years, and you don't even know about Zhuang Xiao?"

Shen Qian said anxiously: "Hurry up and talk about it, I don't know, I want to listen."

"Okay, okay." The short-haired girl was compromising. "Let me start from the beginning. You always know the fire that burned down the old school building twenty years ago? A very strange thing happened at that time."

"What's the weird thing?" Lin Rurui changed his arm and put his head on his head, and clicked on the phone to record with the other hand. He planned to record it and get a copy. According to the law of the game, this is the NPC to reveal the decrypted information.

"Our place is very humid. It was winter again. It had just rained and sleet during the day, and the ground and the teaching building were wet. Afterwards, the firefighters checked the scene of the accident again. The school’s safety facilities were in place, but the fire Suddenly it burned, and it was blazing."

In the silent late night, the girl lowered her voice and brought the audience back to the horrific night twenty years ago with a full and relaxed tone.

"The fire was so fierce! The flames were overwhelming, and the heat wave was surging. It awakened several residential buildings around. To be less, there were hundreds of people. They all seemed to be trapped by nightmares, and none of them called the police."

"The only one who called the police was an old lady living alone. She was also the first to spot a fire. People in that era had no entertainment and they all slept very early. The old lady kept a lot of stray cats at home. In the middle of the night, the cats in the house came and went one after another. She was screamed and screamed and woke her up. She was also caught in the nightmare, and stood there, staring blankly at the teaching building on fire, her eyes blank and her expression dull. The black cat that had been raised since childhood has been there. She yelled at her feet and called her back to God."

"Black cats are psychic, do you all know?" The short-haired girl shrugged, "The old lady was in a hurry, so she hurriedly dialed 119, but she didn't get through the first three times, and didn't pick up the phone until the fourth time. After the call was connected, there was a very weird young girl's voice, as if a rope was deeply embedded in her neck, her throat was talking hoarsely."

"The voice said: Who are you looking for?"

"The old lady didn't hear the sound at first, but she didn't notice the strange sound, she said: It's on fire! It's on fire! What a big fire, it's going to burn the students to death!"

"The voice just sneered: They deserve to die, they all deserve to die!"

"The old lady was frightened, and asked in a panic: You are not 119, who are you?"

"For a long, long time, there was no response from over there. It turned out that the opposite party had hung up the phone without knowing when. The old lady looked to the ground and was shocked. It turned out that her telephone line was not plugged in at all. Who picked up a call that couldn't be made at all?"

When she said this, she paused purposely. Shen Qian asked tremblingly: "Is Zhuang Xiao on the other end of the phone?"

"It's her."

"Is this the old lady who said it herself, or was it just an error?" Lin Rurui asked nonchalantly.

"Everyone says so."

"In other words, there is no guarantee of authenticity."

"You really hate it!" The girl pouted and said, "Do you want to listen to others?"

"I shut up." Lin Rurui made a zipper on her mouth, "You continue."

Another girl suddenly took a sentence: "Speaking of this Zhuang Xiao, I think it's quite a pity."

"How to say?"

"Before she committed suicide, she was a well-known talented woman in the county. She was also beautiful and had good grades. According to Lao Gao's words, she could be a good seedling in Qingbei."

Suicide talented woman Zhuang Xiao. Lin Rurui silently wrote down this clue in her heart. On the premise that the rumors are true, why does Zhuang Xiao say that all the students who were burned deserve it? If one or two people, or a dozen or even a class of students are sorry for her, Lin Rurui can find reasons for campus bullying or exclusion from the class, but what exactly did one person do that would make the whole school have something to do with her? Are all affected?

"What a pity?" The short-haired girl chuckled, her tone full of disdain, "She didn't ask for it. Before things came to light, everyone thought she was a flower of high mountains like icebergs and snow lotus. What happened to her? It was all copied! Selling her body, letting the dean’s son help her steal the papers, and get back to the first exam age with the advantage of knowing the answer long ago. How unfair to those who study hard?"

"If it hadn't been for the video to be exposed, no one would have known that her true face was so dirty."

It turns out that Zhuang Xiao is not worthy of the name of a talented woman. She has mediocre grades, but she is beautiful and deliberately approached the dean's son. She used her body to lure him into stealing test papers for herself, cheating and getting admitted to the first age.

"..." Lin Rurui connected the cause and effect: "So has the whole school read it?"

"what?"

Lin Rurui pondered his vocabulary for a moment, "Zhuang Xiaohe's indecent video of the son of the director."

Another girl said: "My brother-in-law was in the same class. He had a fever at home that day, and he did not go to school when he asked for leave. He escaped. He once told me about the fire when I was very young at the time, but I was vaguely Remember, he said that Zhuang Xiao was writing exercises after class, and the boys would import the video into the multimedia, play it in the classroom, and talk in front of her..."

No wonder Zhuang Xiao said that these students deserve to die because her indecent video was spread throughout the school. In that era of more traditional customs, this is unbearable for any girl who cares about her face.

The short-haired girl was a little surprised: "I didn't know that this happened... So that's it. From this point of view, she is also quite pitiful. No wonder she would commit suicide before the college entrance examination."

"She committed suicide?"

"Yes." The short-haired girl Nunu said, "just hanged under the tung tree in front of the school. Look at that tree, it was not burned in the fire, and it grows so prosperously now. Every time I go from under the shade of the tree. After passing by, everyone feels chilly."

"Then you dare to go back to the teaching building in the middle of the night to get a math workbook?"

"I'm just stubborn, where can I be."

Lin Rurui silently cleared this timeline in her heart. So Zhuang Xiao died a long time ago. The old lady who made the fire call was her ghost. No wonder the rumors that the voice on the other end of the phone seemed vague and hoarse as if it were being strangled by a rope. If it is a story made up, the logical chain of the story It's quite perfect.

The short-haired girl resumed the previous topic: "Since her death, a lot of supernatural events have happened. What kind of crazy dean, the twins who stuffed their heads into the sewer..."

Lin Rurui thought of the record book, and suddenly something flashed in his mind: "Dean of Education, is the surname Bai?"

"It seems to be. I don't know. You can ask Teacher Guo tomorrow. He is one of the few old people left in the old school."

It seems that Teacher Guo of P.E. is one of the key figures who opened the game clues. Lin Rurui pondered for a moment, licked her dry lips, and got out of bed to find water.

Gudong Gudong drank a whole cup of cold and boiled it. Considering that she would enter the ghost school at 12 o'clock, she went to the toilet again to solve the physical problem.

When he returned to the bedroom, the phone suddenly dinged, Lin Rurui picked it up and saw that it was Tang Chu who sent the message.

In this game, the beginning of Tang’s setting was a delicate and frail classmate. He had been in poor health before and was the only day student in the school. In the second semester of high school, he was short of study time and his health improved, so he moved into the school dormitory. Her family is very rich. The library in the new teaching building was donated by the Tang family. To take care of the class flowers, the school allocated a single dormitory for her, equipped with air-conditioning, water dispenser, refrigerator, and bathroom heater There is nothing.

"Lin Rurui, can you come over now?" The text sent by Tang Chu said, "I am in the bathroom now, I always feel that someone outside is peeking at me..."

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