Hell App

"What did the president do at the time? How did Senpai see it?" Bai Yan asked.

"He, he was..." Wen Xueli didn't want to answer this question very much. However, so many things have already been said, which is not bad, she said with relief: "President he..."

Wen Xueli had just said the beginning when there was a harsh electric noise from the phone.

Bai Yan thought it was because the signal of the mobile phone was not good, or the quality of the mobile phone was faulty, but with the creaking electronic sound, there was a weird chucking sound intermittently, which made the back chill.

"Senior sister, can you hear senior sister?"

"Senior sister, are you still on the phone?"

Bai Yan repeated it patiently over and over again, but the phone didn’t get better. For a long time, the shrill electric noise was a little quieter. Bai Yan could faintly hear Wen Xueli’s voice. She struggled hard there and made a tragic misery. call.

Bai Yan wanted to say something, but with a violent impact, the phone was quickly hung up.

Looking at the phone showing the end of the call, Bai Yan looked inexplicable.

Bai Yan walked out of the toilet and gave the phone to Luo Xing: "Here, return your phone."

He gave Luo Xing a wink. Luo Xing immediately put down the papers and went out with Bai Yan. After finding a secluded place, he said to him, "How about?"

"Ye Zi gave me information about an important NPC, Wen Xueli, vice president of Guai Tan She. She told me a lot just now, but she died during the call." Bai Yan called Ye Shangyu's cell phone: "I'll call her and talk about the rest."

Soon, the phone was connected, and Bai Yan turned on the speakerphone.

Before Ye Shangyu asked, Bai Yan said, "Wen Xueli is dead."

"Well, what did she say?" Ye Shangyu's tone was slightly sad, and it sounded no surprise to this ending.

"She talked about the map. The red cross is where the strange talk happened, and the question mark is where the strange talk may happen. The president seemed to have predicted his fate. She reminded Wen Xueli early, including his disappearance before. I left..."

Bai Yan repeated what Wen Xueli had said concisely. After listening to what he said, Luo Xing could not help but sighed: "It seems that our phone call hurt her. If we don't call her, say Maybe she will be safe."

"Sooner or later, she can't escape. The world is over." Across the phone, Ye Shangyu's voice was very cold: "Not today, but tomorrow. She will die sooner or later, but we have advanced this time."

Ye Shangyu's words were extraordinarily cold, but Bai Yan heard a little overtone from these words, but now is not the time to struggle with this, he continued to the phone: "Do you know the situation of the president's parents?"

"Dead. They died at home half a month ago. The method of death was very strange."

"It should be the president's hand." Bai Yan said in deep thought: "Wen Xueli focused on more than 20 files. The files are full of strange stories. It should be very important to this game. Have you found it?"

"No, there is no information about archives on the Internet." Ye Shangyu said: "I was screening the strange chatter on the opposite Internet and analyzed dozens of possible places, but the information on the Internet can only tell where people died. There are pictures of dead people. The way of life and customs clearance can't be found on the Internet."

"So, do we have to go back to Guaidanshe to find the president to get the file?" Bai Yan couldn't help frowning: "It was okay when I took the application form. This time I go there, and if the president is still there, it may not be given to us... …"

Thinking that the true identity of the president is a ghost, Bai Yan suddenly realized that this task is very difficult. However, the file is very important, and it is obviously impossible not to go.

After hanging up Ye Shangyu's phone, Bai Yan called Shang Luo Xing, and went to Guaitanshe together.

At this time, it was approaching five o'clock in the afternoon, and there were already no figures on the third floor of Dong Er.

It gets dark in winter. Although there is light in the corridor, the club room is still dark. Looking in through the glass, the inside is like a black hole, which looks weird.

Because of the small holiday, qualified students went home one after another, so few students were active in the school, and there was silence everywhere.

The footsteps of the two echoed in the corridor, and the sound of dongdong's footsteps matched the beat of the heart.

Stopped in the club room, Bai Yan lay on the door glass and peered in, quietly displaying the furnishings they had seen before, without a half-person figure.

Knowing that the president was not there, Bai Yan suddenly became bolder.

He took out the wire to stab the door open, and walked in with a flashlight.

In order to prevent the dog blood from closing the door suddenly and unable to open, he asked Luo Xing to watch the door and prepare to run away immediately if something went wrong.

"I hurriedly glanced at the application form for admission. There are a lot of paper in the cabinet. The files should be in the filing cabinet?" Bai Yan muttered to himself and quickly flipped through the cabinet.

Time passed by every minute, and although there was no one in the club room, the quiet environment was more stressful.

Afraid of trouble, as soon as he found the file, Bai Yan immediately greeted Luo Xing and ran away.

He closed the door carefully, and then ran out of the school building without looking back.

...

When Bai Yan and Ye Shangyu made an appointment, and the three of them looked through the files together, in front of the Dongwu dormitory, a girl hurriedly went downstairs to collect the quilt, looking very anxious.

"It's over, I even forgot to take the quilt. Today it was tanned for nothing!"

Looking at the strong wind outside the dormitory building, Sun Yulan felt very upset. She originally planned to dry the quilt to get rid of the dampness. However, at night, the cold wind was blowing and the quilt was covered with the cold wind, and the effect of the noon exposure was greatly reduced.

The Blue Sky Academy is built in the mountains, and the style of the mountains at night is large.

When Sun Yulan took the quilt, many of the students' clothes had been blown to the ground by the strong wind, and some were not clipped. The tight quilt also turned to the ground, mixed with broken leaves and dust, and looked filthy.

Sun Yulan couldn't help but feel a little grateful when she saw the clothes all over the floor. Fortunately, she used three big clips so that her quilt was not turned over by the wind, otherwise she would have to cover the dirty quilt tonight.

Taking the quilt off the clothesline, Sun Yulan felt the chilly quilt and shivered.

Her face hurt because of the wind, but she didn't care about it, she held the quilt and weighed it, always feeling something was wrong.

"It always feels like this quilt is a little heavier, won't there be a ghost in it?"

Sun Yulan muttered, almost startled by this sentence. She spent the afternoon in the dormitory and was fascinated by the forum, and then forgot to take the quilt.

While reviewing the forum, she accidentally clicked on the "Ghost Talk Night Talk" section of the campus forum and clicked on a new post.

Only the first floor wrote a story in the post, and there was no reply below.

Because the story is not long, Sun Yulan took some time to see the story from the beginning to the end. As a result, as soon as she finished reading it, she regretted it, not because the post was boring, but the story written by the post owner was too scary!

The protagonist in the story is a college girl who also lives in school.

One day, the girl noticed that the quilt was sinking a little while putting the quilt away, but she didn't care and returned to the dormitory with the quilt.

However, in fact, a ghost got into the girl's quilt, and the extra weight of the quilt is the weight of the ghost.

Sun Yulan really didn't want to recall the following content, because it was too scary.

Standing outside the empty dormitory holding the quilt, Sun Yulan was a little shaken by the wind. She looked at the dark sky and felt a little uneasy.

Feeling the wind is getting stronger and stronger, Sun Yulan hurried back to the dormitory holding the quilt.

On the first floor of the dormitory, many girls huddled in the door of the dormitory waiting for takeaways. On a cold day, no one wanted to go to the cafeteria to buy food, and there was no good food in the cafeteria when the small holiday was off, and the students were even lazy.

Sun Yulan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the rather lively hall. She took a picture in the mirror in the hall. Her face was a little pale, but fortunately, the quilt was very normal and there was no grimace from it.

"I'm so timid, I scared myself." Thinking of what she had just thought about, Sun Yulan couldn't help laughing: "That's just a story, how could someone really get into the quilt?"

Entering the elevator with a few girls, Sun Yulan shook her head. She felt that the heavy quilt might be moist, so she felt that the quilt was a bit cold and heavy.

And the quilt is just a little heavier, not much different from before. Sun Yulan got out of the elevator, returned to the dormitory with the quilt in her arms, threw the quilt on the bed, and finally freed her hands.

"Lanlan, come here for takeaway, I brought you yellow braised chicken!"

Sun Yulan turned around and found her roommate Mokaka greeting herself.

"Thank you, Kaka."

As soon as the takeaway box was opened, Sun Yulan smelled the fragrant yellow stewed chicken, and she forgot what she was afraid of.

The yellow braised chicken restaurant near the school is very kind. The chicken nuggets are very tender and the chicken skin is smooth and delicious. After a while, Sun Yulan killed a lunch box by herself, eating even the rice and green peppers cleanly.

With the comfort of the food, Sun Yulan completely forgot her previous anxiety. She thanked her roommate with a smile, and played with her mobile phone for a while, until the dormitory turned off the lights, she reluctantly fell on the floor. Bed to sleep.

"Cold, so cold..."

Under the thick quilt, Sun Yulan should have felt warm, but after being blown by the cold wind for a long time, the quilt was chilly, and it took a while to warm up.

Sun Yulan had anticipated this, and she was ready to endure it for a while.

The quilt was gradually warmed by her body temperature. In her confusion, her consciousness gradually sank, but Sun Yulan still couldn't sleep because she always felt a little cold behind her.

Sun Yulan was very afraid of the cold, so she tufted the quilt up, wrapped her entire neck, and covered herself tightly.

However, this didn't make her back feel warm, and the chill was still rubbing against her back, making her toss and turn.

Why is it so cold later today? Is there such a big humidity outside?

Shrinked in the quilt, Sun Yulan felt very uncomfortable, and quickly put her chin into the quilt.

However, she still felt that her back was not warming up, and she even felt a bit cool in the back of her neck, as if someone was blowing air behind her neck.

Being too cold to sleep, Sun Yulan lay on the bed and started thinking about it. Slowly, she thought of the story she had read in the afternoon, and her body shuddered.

Isn't there a ghost hidden in her quilt?

Thinking of this, Sun Yulan was even more frightened. She lifted a corner of the quilt, looked back in the moonlight, and said, fortunately, except for the opening, there was nothing in the quilt...

Sun Yulan let go of her heart and wanted to sleep under the quilt.

But before she closed the quilt, she thought of something and suddenly opened the quilt.

Seeing the "kouzi" in the quilt again, Sun Yulan suddenly couldn't move.

She saw a mouth cracked in the quilt, this mouth was very big, blowing air on her back...