Nightmare Attack

Chapter 84: accidental

Building C, next to the stairs at the corner of the corridor.

Two figures, one fat and one thin, stood there, staring at the ground not far away.

"Doctor," the fat man trembled as if there was something wrong with his tongue, "this is..."

About 2 meters away, a broken arm hangs weakly on the ground.

Judging from the positions of the two of them, one can also see the twisted muscles and broken bones at the cross section.

"It's Yu Wen," Jiang Cheng nodded.

The fat man couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He looked away and looked in the direction of the surrounding walls. A large amount of blood was spilled, even on the ceiling.

Although I didn't see Yu Wen's body in person, it is no longer important.

Turning this turn, and then walking a distance, is the music classroom.

The fat man probed the probe, glanced at the darkness in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "So... Yu Wen wanted to go to the music classroom, but he didn't expect to be killed by a ghost on the road."

Jiang Cheng turned his head and stared at both sides of the corridor, and replied after a long while: "No, she was killed when she walked here after she came out of the music classroom."

Just as the fat man frowned and wondered what Jiang Cheng had used to reach this conclusion, a ringing sound suddenly rang in his ear.

The phone's ringtone.

The two lowered their heads and realized that the sound came from the palm of the broken arm.

It's a red mobile phone.

Because the color is too close to the blood, it was not noticed the first time.

Fatty was so scared that his body kept trembling, if it weren't for Jiang Cheng by his side, he would almost faint in fear.

Jiang Cheng stepped forward, broke off one of the fingers holding the phone, then picked up the phone, handed it to his ear, and then pressed the answer button.

The air seemed to freeze for a while.

Because of the distance, the fat man could only tell that the other party was a woman, and the voice was very strange.

"I am not," Jiang Cheng said for the first time after listening for a while, "Yu Wen..." Jiang Cheng Yu Guang glanced at the broken arm on the ground, and then said calmly: "She is by my side, She's fine, don't worry, but it's not convenient to answer the phone at the moment."

I don't know what was said, Jiang Cheng walked away a few steps, covered his mouth with his hand, and replied in a low voice.

The fat man wanted to follow, but was stopped by Jiang Cheng with extremely serious eyes.

It wasn't until he left Block C that the fat man seemed to be alive again, throwing doubts to Jiang Cheng one after another.

"Doctor, who made the call just now?"

Jiang Cheng also put the phone in his pocket. His pocket looked swollen, and he didn't know what he was stuffing.

"Feng Lan," Jiang Cheng said without turning back, "She said that Yu Wen had asked her to talk about something, but she waited for almost 2 hours at the agreed place and there was no one."

Of course, I didn't wait, and I was already dead outside the music classroom in Block C.

As if thinking of something, the fat man's eyes suddenly became tense, "Doctor," he looked at Jiang Cheng, and asked in surprise, "Isn't the Feng Lan who made the call pretending to be a ghost?"

Jiang Cheng stroked his chin: "It should not be possible, but this possibility cannot be completely ruled out."

"Then you have to be careful," the fat man said concerned: "Maybe answering the phone is one of the mechanisms that triggers the ghost to kill. You may have been locked by the ghost."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng turned around, patted the fat man on the shoulder, and was touched: "Brother, don't worry about me, I have already thought of this, and prepared countermeasures in advance."

The fat man admired Jiang Cheng more and more. He felt that it was a blessing to be able to meet such a person in his nightmare to bring himself to life. He also stretched out a hand, patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder, and asked excitedly: "Doctor, you are How did you do it?"

"The other party finally asked about my identity," Jiang Cheng said slowly: "I said my name is Wang Fugui."

"Doctor, I thank you eight generations of ancestors!"

......

Downstairs in the old dormitory, the woman in a scarf breathed a sigh of relief.

She is not tall, but she has obviously been carefully dressed up. The pink sweater collar is turned on the outside, which looks very cute.

The light blue jeans hang straight down, underneath is a pair of white wide-mouth leather shoes with a small red heart mark on the edge of the shoes.

It's also a woman's caution.

She has been waiting here for a long, long time, but the waiting person has never appeared.

The sky is getting darker, and the temperature is getting lower and lower.

She pulled her hand from her coat pocket and looked at the phone in her hand, her eyes suddenly becoming blurred.

"Miss Yu..." she said softly in an inaudible voice.

"Why do I give your cell phone, it's in the hands of a man..."

Holding the phone tightly, her eyes suddenly became cold. She stared at the distant night, and the corners of her mouth stretched into a straight line.

"Wang Fugui..."

......

"Fatty," Jiang Cheng asked, "Are you feeling better?"

After the two Jiangcheng Fatty left from Block C, they walked along the road with street lights towards the equipment room.

When passing the cafeteria on the way, Jiang Cheng smelled a strong smell of meat, so under the pretext of helping the fat man, he forcibly pulled the fat man in.

And generously let the fat man order casually, saying that he treats guests.

"Why do I feel that something is wrong here," the fat man looked at the empty cafeteria, his face changed with horror.

There is no one here, but all the lights are on, and the glass at the dining area is filled with freshly cooked dishes.

Jiang Cheng reached out his hand and touched it, but it was still very hot.

The two of them took the time to go to the back kitchen and strolled around. The door there was not closed, and some chefs' uniforms were still on the backs of the chairs.

Everything is in order, as if everyone left at the same time a second before they came in.

After opening the lid, there was still gurgling broth inside.

The heat comes out with the aroma.

Jiang Cheng stared at the broth in the pot, as if thinking of something, so he went to a nearby cabinet and found a clean spoon, took a little and tasted it.

The fat man was startled by Jiang Cheng's actions. He didn't understand what the latter was going to do.

But then-

"Well......"

Jiang Cheng's face suddenly changed, and his expressions were all tangled together.

"Doctor," the fat man cried, "what's the matter with you?"

He subconsciously looked at the soup pot, and based on his years of experience in film and television, the soup might be poisonous in this pot.

But... the fat man was puzzled, could ghosts also be poisoned?

is this necessary?

When the fat man was thinking about how to rescue Jiang Cheng, the latter suddenly spoke.

"It's hot," Jiang Cheng opened his mouth wide, fanning his air while breathing heavily.

"Hot?" Fatty's eyes widened.

It feels almost done~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Jiang Cheng covered his mouth, put down the spoon in his hand, and picked up the soup spoon that the chef used to hold the soup on the shelf next to him. While serving it, he said to the fat man standing next to him: "It's better to serve it out first, and drink it later when it gets cooler."

Fatty: "..."

Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at the fat man, and asked, "Aren't you drinking?"

The fat man was silent for a while, then looked up very seriously and said, "Doctor, have you ever thought about it, maybe it's not accidental that you are an orphan."

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