Nightmare Attack

　　 Standing in front of a file rack, Zhou Taifu looked a little strange, and Yu Wen stood beside him.

　　 It's very dark here, and the only light source comes from the phone in Yu Wen's hand.

　　 Their faces are hidden in the darkness.

　　 "Why?" Yu Wen looked at the scene in front of her, frowning her eyebrows, her expression no longer calm.

The 　　 file rack is divided into 4 layers, from top to bottom.

　　 Except for the first layer that has not been turned over, the other three layers have been turned over in a mess, and there are many kraft paper bags scattered on the ground.

　　 Zhou Taifu squatted down and touched it with his hands.

　　 There is no dust left on the paper bag, it has only recently been made like this.

　　 In other words, Luo Yi did it.

　　 It seems that he took the clues about the female ghost here.

　　 But... they looked for it again just now, and they didn't find anything.

　　 Zhou Taifu stood up slowly, his voice chilled, "It seems that the ghost has taken the clues away."

　　 This is the situation he least wants to see.

　　 Tomorrow night midnight is the final time limit.

　　 There is not much time left for them.

　　 "Go," Yu Wen stopped hesitating, turned and walked out.

　　 Zhou Taifu followed her and hesitated: "Where to go? Is it the equipment center?"

　　 "Block C, music classroom."

After 　　 closed the door, the two quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor...

　　 The deathly silence is restored here.

　　 A few minutes passed.

　　 There was a very slight rubbing sound, and a closed door was pushed open.

　　 This door is on the opposite side of the archive room.

　　 looked unremarkable.

After a while, a bloodshot eye slowly emerged from the crack of the door.

　　 The eye looked left and right, turned his head, and whispered: "Doctor, they are gone."

　　 Jiangcheng sat up on a dusty wicker chair, and when he got up, he patted the ashes on his buttocks first, with a kraft paper bag under his arm.

　　 If you look closely, you can still see the blood stained on the corner of the paper bag.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man swallowed and looked at Jiang Cheng, with a flattering expression and admiration and said: "You are really good, how do you know they will come to the file room to find clues?"

　　 "Luo Yi was replaced by a ghost, they would naturally think that he died in the archives room, and then they thought that he might have found some important clue and was killed by the ghost," Jiang Cheng replied simply.

　　 "But..." The fat man was puzzled for a while, then raised his head and asked: "They don't have a camera, how do they confirm that Luo Yi is pretending to be a ghost?"

　　 Jiangcheng took the kraft paper bag in his hand, and the seal had been torn open. It was obvious that Luo Yi had already seen the contents.

　　 "It's a mirror," I poured the kraft paper bag, and a booklet inside was drawn out. Jiang Cheng opened it, and said indifferently: "I saw Zhang Yinyin used it, and the reflection of the mirror can also verify ghosts."

　　 Hearing Jiang Cheng mentioning Zhang Yinyin, the fat man suddenly realized that he had not seen this woman just now.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man looked at the door and said in a strange tone: "That Zhang Yinyin is separated from them."

　　 "Well," Jiang Cheng stared at the booklet, turning the pages while answering, "Not only is we separated from them, but also from the world."

　　 As if suddenly realized something, the fat man was surprised: "You mean...she is dead?"

"Ok."

　　 The fat man was stunned, "But the ghost is not..."

　　 "It was not made by a ghost," Jiang Cheng closed the booklet, his expression gradually changed, "It's Yu Wen and Zhou Taifu."

　　 He looked at the position of the door, his sight seemed to penetrate the door and see the scene outside.

　　 "Time... is coming soon."

　　 Although he didn't understand Jiang Cheng's words, the fat man instinctively felt that there were some profound questions in it, and he knew that even if he asked, Jiang Cheng would not explain it to himself.

　　 This is a man who is both weird and extremely ego.

　　 The code of conduct that drove him to act is beyond my comprehension.

　　On the way here, when Jiang Cheng grabbed his collar and looked down at him, he even thought that the former would kill him.

　　 "Doctor," he changed the subject carefully, stretched his neck, looked at the booklet in Jiang Cheng's hand and asked, "What's written in it?"

　　 Jiangcheng handed over the booklet casually.

　　 The booklet is not big, and the cover is not too thick. It is written in a bronzing font with the words of the student profile of the 09 dance department.

　　 As Yu Wen guessed, after the ghost killed Luo Yi, he took away the files in his hand and put them back in their original place.

　　 It was a pity that finding the way and solving Zhang Yinyin wasted too much time for the two of them.

　　 led Jiang Cheng to ascend first and take away the files first.

　　 and when he heard the sound of someone coming upstairs, he hid in the small room opposite the file room.

　　 This was supposed to be an office. It was small in scale but well equipped.

　　 Jiangcheng's line of sight glanced around in a circle.

　　 The only window in the room is blocked by dark curtains, and only a little light can penetrate through the gap in the middle.

　　 The dark brown bookshelf stands on the wall, next to a white drinking fountain.

　　 The water in the drinking fountain has already dried up at this moment.

　　 There are 4 or 5 replaced empty buckets on the ground.

　　 The empty bucket was overturned, and the original color was not visible when it was dirty.

　　 Several red clay pots for growing flowers are neatly arranged in a row and placed under the windows.

The plants inside 　　 have withered and become ugly.

　　 Behind the fat man, there is a wooden hanger~www.wuxiamtl.com~ with some clothes hanging on it.

　　 There is a desk calendar on the old desk. Jiang Cheng has not seen such a thing for a long time. He picked up the desk calendar and found that the last time was in December 2009.

　　 "Doctor," The fat man also noticed the calendar on the desktop, frowning and said: "The people in this office seem to have left in a hurry. Nothing in it was taken away."

　　 December 2009...

　　 Jiangcheng seemed to be thinking.

　　 The fat man took the file in his hand and asked in doubt: "Why, this college also has a dance department?"

　　 Fatty remembers that this is a special conservatory, and the teacher who brought them in also introduced it like that.

　　 "Yuying Conservatory of Music naturally does not have a dance department, but Yuying Art Academy does," Jiang Cheng replied, "That was the predecessor of this academy."

　　 The fat man was taken aback when he heard the words.

　　 "It's in the file," Jiang Cheng replied hastily.

　　 reopened the file, Fatty found the name of Yuying Art Academy in it.

　　 "When did it change its name?"

"Ten years ago, I found 10 years of archives in the place where I kept the archives. At that time, the name was changed to Yuying Conservatory of Music." He paused, looked at the fat man, and said meaningfully: "The dance department is also It was cancelled."

　　 The fat man seemed to smell something unconsciously.

　　 The school suddenly changed its name, the dance department was abolished, and the obscure files... all this seems to indicate that there are hidden secrets here.

　　 Especially...think of the female ghost stepping on a ballet step.

　　 "It was the death of that girl that triggered this series of changes!" The fat man held the file, his tone affirmative.