Nightmare Attack

　　 "What's more terrifying is...that woman is wearing a pair of red high heels on her feet!"

　　 Hearing this, the eyes of Yu Wen and Zhang Yinyin changed.

　　 They immediately thought of the sound of high heels hidden in the sound of footsteps that the woman had just mentioned.

　　 Could it be...

　　 The woman didn't give them time to continue thinking, and then said dumbly: "It was also from then that I began to doubt the identities of these people."

　　 "Although I have just arrived at the school not long ago, I have contacted the people in the security department several times. In my impression, I have never met these people."

　　 "Also, people in the security department are not allowed to wear high heels during duty hours."

　　 "I deliberately dangled for a while and said to find something, they just stood outside the door and waited for me, but the man who took the lead soon was the fierce bald head." The woman emphasized.

　　 "His attitude is getting worse and worse, and his face is gloomy as if water is dripping. Although I am terribly afraid, I still insist that I will never leave if I don't find something."

　　 "They always stand outside the door and didn't enter the office, did they?" Yu Wen asked.

　　 The woman nodded, and a similar expression of confusion appeared on her face: "Yes, I have never figured it out. The door is open, but they just don't come in, they would rather wait outside and wait for me."

　　 "What happened later?" Zhang Yinyin couldn't help but said, "How did you get out?"

　　 "When I realized that they wouldn't break in for the time being, I calmed down a bit, and then went to the director's office to get the information, but actually wanted to hide inside."

　　 Speaking of this, the woman explained: "At that time, our office was a very large one. All teachers of the same department were working here, and a single room was separated from the innermost, which was used as the office of the department head."

　　 "I didn't pay attention to their reaction. Anyway, I had already made up my mind at the time. I went to the dean's office and used her phone to call other teachers for help."

　　 "There is a large mirror on the door, which was hung up specially for the teacher to tidy up his clothes."

　　 "Just when I opened the door halfway, the angle of the mirror was just enough to reflect the position of the door, so I subconsciously glanced at it..."

　　 The woman didn't say anything anymore. Yu Wen noticed that her eyes were slowly opening wide, her pupils were filled with awe.

　　 Zhou Taifu was so scared that he was about to cry, and he hugged his shoulders and said: "Don't talk half way, you guys, what are you looking...what do you see?"

　　 "Standing in front of the door... there are four people standing." The woman panted violently, as if a dilapidated old bellows was installed in the small space.

　　 Zhang Yinyin frowned suddenly.

　　 This does not match her guess.

　　 Yu Wen also stopped the pen in her hand, and looked at the woman in front of her puzzledly.

　　 After a long time——

　　 "None of them has a chin." The woman raised her head and said every word.

　　......

　　 "Doctor," the fat man said to Jiang Cheng enthusiastically while smoking millet porridge, "You are so amazing! How did you know that the two guys in 405 would quietly wipe off the **** handprints?"

　　 Jiangcheng chewed for a while, and finally spit out a piece of fish bone slowly. Yesterday's fried fish was good, but today he was in a good mood and ordered another one.

　　 "The person targeted by ghosts in the mission is bound to be abandoned by others," Jiang Cheng explained, "This mission is not that difficult, he can't play it on his own."

　　——

　　 The time goes back a few hours ago, about 4 or 5 o'clock.

　　 It was still pitch black outside the window.

　　 The fat man leaned against the wall, tilted his head, sleeping soundly.

　　 In the next second, my neck suddenly felt cold.

　　 He woke up suddenly, subconsciously thinking that a ghost was coming to break his neck.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng, who was holding a bottle of mineral water in front of him, and tried to show his gaze. He suddenly became a little embarrassed and said: "I swear I just fell asleep. I came to watch the night before."

　　 Jiangcheng didn't bother to care about him, but told him to move lightly and go out with him later.

　　 The fat man shook his unconscious head, got out of the bed, opened the corner of the curtain, first glanced out the window, then turned his head, wondering: "It's still dark, will it be dangerous to go out now."

　　 Jiangcheng had already packed up what he needed, and turned around and asked: "Why don't I go by myself, you stay and wait for me."

　　 The fat man thought for a while, nodded, "Okay, doctor, take care of you."

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to open the door and leave, his body suddenly paused, then as if suddenly remembering something, he turned his head and lowered his voice and said to the fat man: "By the way, when I woke up just now, the vague room seemed to be with you. I saw a figure under the bed."

　　 The fat man was a joke: "???"

　　 "Of course," Jiang Cheng continued, "It may also be that I have misunderstood."

　　 This time the fat man was completely awake, his throat rolled, and he immediately moved away from the bed.

　　 "Doctor," he looked terrified, but he didn't dare to speak loudly. His face was very tangled and said, "Don't scare me. I look big, but my heart is very fragile."

　　 "You may not know, when I was a child, I watched Black Cat Sheriff and I was so scared and cried."

"It's okay, don't go to your heart," Jiang Cheng comforted: "Think in a good direction for everything. Even if it is a ghost, it may not necessarily come to kill you. Maybe I just want to interrupt your limbs and then pull out your mouth full. Ya, do you hang upside down on the flagpole as a mascot?"

The fat man tremblingly grabbed his coat and put it on, "Doctor, don't say anything, I...I'll go with you~www.wuxiamtl.com~Would you like to think about it again?" Jiang Cheng never does anything to force others, he earnestly solicits the fat man's own opinions.

　　 "No," the fat man shook his head, "Even if I don't come with you, I don't think I can stay in this room."

"Oh well."

　　 But what the Fatty didn't expect was that the two did not leave the dormitory building, or even far away from the room.

　　 The two stood in front of 405's room.

　　 With the faint light, the fat man watched Jiang Cheng take out a white vial from his pocket.

　　 is the kind of charge, which is very common.

　　 Then there is a long wait.

　　 Fatty’s task is to give Jiangcheng the wind.

　　 He has good eyesight. When he was in school, he could see another row of top students' answer sheets across one person.

　　 Now his neck is turning flexibly, like a stocky humanoid radar.

　　 "Hoo——"

　　 "Hoo——"

　　 A blast of wind that came in from nowhere swept across the corridor, blowing debris on the ground and some concealed doors, making an indescribable weird sound.

　　 Jiangcheng immediately buckled the medicine bottle in the palm of his right hand.

　　 Fatty had sharp eyes and saw that it was a slightly viscous liquid with a dark color.

　　 At the same time, a familiar smell came back in the nose.

is blood!

　　 His pupils shrank.

　　 Then he saw Jiang Cheng spread the blood on his palm evenly, and then lightly stamped it on the door of 405's room.

After 　　 left the palm of his hand, a clear blood handprint was left there.

　　 The fat man widened his eyes and "gumbled" his throat.

　　 Immediately after Jiang Cheng buckled the medicine bottle again, he knocked, and continued to paint with the remaining blood, extending each finger to twice the normal value.