infinite danger

The people in the class are almost gone.

There are still a few people left.

Huang Jin stood there, looking down at the small note on the table.

"It's your turn."

These three words were like a curse, lingering in his mind.

Clenching his fists, he took two steps, trying to keep up with the others.

But he didn't have the courage to take the third step.

Huang Jin suddenly thought of Lin Ya.

Although Lin Ya looks like a manic patient, he is the only guy in this world who looks like a human.

Anyway, a companion.

Lin Ya is already dead, no one will invite him to go with him.

"Huang Jin, aren't you going to the monitor's house?"

After walking a few steps, the girl with long black hair suddenly looked back at Huang Jin and asked softly.

In the afternoon, the soft sunlight shone into the classroom, warm and transparent, not as eerie as it was at night.

The girl's clean outline was diluted by the sunlight, and her sweet smile made people unable to help but put down their guard.

Could it be that this girl is not an NPC, but a tasker like herself?

Thinking of this possibility, Huang Jin felt less anxious, and asked softly, "Are you going to the monitor's house?"

"Can I stay with you? I'll go if you go, and I won't go if you don't."

As the girl spoke, she walked towards Huang Jin with a brighter smile on her face.

"It's a bit embarrassing..." Huang Jin lowered his head slightly, the corners of his lips raised involuntarily.

In this weird world, Huang Jin experienced warmth for the first time.

His eyes fell on the floor, and the smile on Huang Jin's face froze instantly.

The little deer who had been pounding in his heart was killed, and his heart stopped suddenly. Huang Jin's fingers trembled uncontrollably.

There is no shadow under the girl's feet.

She walked towards him step by step, her leather shoes knocking on the floor, making the sound of desperate footsteps.

Huang Jin's head drooped lower and lower, and he didn't dare to lift it up. He wanted to run away, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move an inch.

Why are you so useless?Huang Jin was afraid and angry every time he would lose the chain at a critical moment, biting his lip with his teeth.

"I want to be with you..."

The cold and thin hands gently supported Huang Jin's face.

Huang Jin was forced to meet her bald eyes, and the girl's sweet appearance disappeared.

The scorched skin was clinging to the bones, and she opened her mouth, revealing a toothless scarlet mouth, her voice was still soft and sweet: "Let me stay with you, okay?"

Huang Jin closed his eyes, tears rolling down silently.

He actually didn't know why he appeared in this world.

What dungeons, missions, NPCs... He doesn't understand them all.

Why did he suffer this torture.

It would be great if the supernatural event encountered was just a dream.

He felt alone and helpless, as if abandoned by the original world.

"Why are you crying?"

The girl spoke in a warm voice, slowly grasping Huang Jin's neck with both hands, her nails grew silently, and the sharp tips were embedded into the skin bit by bit.

Blood oozed out, staining the nails red.

"The story really... really is a lie, who told me that there are no ghosts during the daytime..."

Tears rolled down her cheeks continuously, Huang Jin wept like a child, as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances she had suffered in her life at once.

On the other side of the classroom, a wet boy walked up to Ji Siwei, with a shapeless smile on his swollen and rotten face.

He chuckled softly, raised his hand and waved towards Ji Siwei's head.

The person who was cursed today was Huang Jin, the ghost attacked Ji Siwei, maybe it was just trying to play tricks on him.

Or maybe there is an old grudge with "Huya".

The pen was turning flexibly at the fingertips, and the rotation speed was getting faster and faster. Ji Siwei was leaning on the wheelchair, holding the paper in his left hand, half-closed his eyes, and looked a little lazy.

With a flip of his fingertips, the pen was held backwards in his hand, wrapped in a faint mist of blood, like the sharpest dagger in the world, piercing into the ghost's chest.

Black mucus oozes from the wound, and before it drips, it turns into a plume of black smoke, and a foul stench fills the air.

Ji Siwei withdrew his hand and flung out the pen seemingly casually.

The blood mist on the pen became more and more dense in the wind, moving against the wind like a sharp arrow.

"call out--"

The pen pierced through the head of the black-haired ghost that grabbed Huang Jin, and fell to the ground.

The black-haired ghost let out a scream and let go of Huang Jin's neck.

She looked at Ji Siwei resentfully, and walked towards him with her long and pointed nails hanging down.

Before approaching, the walking body became lighter and weaker, and finally disappeared.

Huang Jin slumped down on the chair weakly, but he couldn't stop his frightened tears.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, like a Parkinson's syndrome patient.

"Huya! Huang Jin was talking to himself just now, he must have been tricked again, why did you hit him with a pen?" Ye Feng widened his big Kazilan eyes, lowered his voice and said nervously: "You woke him up , Didn’t it attract ghosts to our side?!”

"And you haven't hit it yet! Isn't your eyesight too bad?" Ye Feng added angrily.

Ye Feng couldn't see the ghosts, in his eyes, Ji Siwei just hit Huang Jin who was talking to himself with a pen, and he didn't hit it.

In fact, these two ghosts stayed behind to stare at the only four people in the classroom, and they were stopped by Ji Siwei within 5 minutes of their work.

Kuang Muzi, who was sitting by the side, watched the whole process of Ji Siwei's fight at close range, only surprised and amazed in his eyes.

I thought it was an ordinary player, but I didn't expect it to be a big shot.

"I'll throw it more accurately next time." Ji Siwei chuckled and raised his voice a little: "Huang Jin, can you help me retrieve the pen?"

This sound called Huang Jin's seven souls and six souls back alive.

Huang Jin shuddered all over, and his out-of-focus eyes became clear.

Wiping away his tears and sniffing his nose, he saw the pen on the floor that had saved his life.

Just now, in a trance, he saw that the pen was covered with a layer of strange blood mist.Looking at it now, it is just an ordinary pen.

Maybe I was wrong.

Picking up the pen almost reverently, Huang Jin walked to Ji Siwei's side with his sore legs.

"Thank you..." Huang Jin put down his pen and glanced at Ji Siwei's badge: "Huya, thank you for saving me."

"You don't need to thank Huya, he just saw you talking to yourself, he was afraid that you would be tricked, so he took a pen and smashed it casually, but he didn't hit it." Ye Feng looked behind Huang Jin vigilantly: "You didn't bring the ghost here Here?"

Huang Jin shook his head: "No, the ghost just now has disappeared."

Ji Siwei took out a roll of gauze from his backpack and threw it to Huang Jin: "Stop the bleeding."

Huang Jin caught the gauze with a dazed expression, and then felt a stabbing pain in his neck: "Okay...thank you..."

"Huya! There is something in your bag!" Ye Feng yelled incoherently, leaning back suddenly.

Ji Siwei looked down calmly, and a fluffy black head poked out from the opened backpack, his round eyes were half-closed, looking at Ye Feng as if he were looking at a fool.

Feeling that the eight-tailed cat was about to spit out the word "stupid" in the next moment, Ji Siwei stretched out a finger and sent a signal with his eyes: "Don't talk, I'll give you a pack of dried fish."

The eight-tailed cat stretched out a paw, revealing the pink flesh pad under the paw, and winked back: "I want this number."

Ji Siwei nodded.

The transaction was successful.

The eight-tailed cat came out with light catwalks, shook its oily and smooth fur, and stretched comfortably.

There were too many messy things in the backpack, and Bawei had been suffocating in it for almost a day, with nowhere to put his body fat.

While there are few people now, it is just right to come out to breathe.

Seeing the appearance of the eight-tailed cat, Ye Feng's hanging heart fell back into his stomach, and he looked at the eight-tailed cat with glowing eyes: "Huya, where did you get a cat?"

Ji Siwei said honestly, "This is a cat I secretly raise, don't tell others."

"Yeah, I won't tell others." Ye Feng responded, while reaching out to touch the eight-tailed cat.

Before the fingers could touch the fluffy head, the eight-tailed cat moved its nose, jumped swiftly, and jumped into Kuang Muzi's arms.

There are fragrant, soft and sweet young ladies, which cat wants to stay with a straight man.

Kuang Muzi was pleasantly surprised, and gently touched the eight-tailed cat's belly: "It's so cute...ah, I'm dead..."

The eight-tailed cat usually only half-opens its eyes and only uses them to look at people, and its eyes are fully opened. It is arrogant and well-behaved in the arms of the young lady.

Ji Siwei clutched his chest, suddenly feeling a little pricked.

While everyone's eyes were on the eight-tailed cat, Ji Siwei put the puppet into his shirt pocket.

Although he didn't speak, Ji Siwei knew that the little guy was about to die.

Looking at the time, Ji Siwei reminded: "It's time to get down to business."

"This is the list of suspects I made, among which Glasses, Jiang Ling and the class leader are the key suspects."

After handing the list to Kuang Muzi, Ji Siwei explained concisely.

Kuang Muzi nodded: "These three NPCs are indeed more active."

Huang Jin suddenly realized, and said in surprise: "You guys are also..."

"Hush..." Kuang Muzi interrupted him in time: "Yes, we are also looking for the real culprit."

Huang Jin covered his mouth.

"Am I out of my mind? Why can't I understand what you are talking about." Ye Feng scratched his head: "Why did it get involved in the NPC? Why are the glasses and the squad leader the main suspects?"

"That's not the point." Ji Siwei deftly diverted Ye Feng's attention: "Ye Feng, if I remember correctly, the monitor suggested the party that night, right?"

Ji Siwei has no memory of Huya at all, this information was revealed by Jiang Ling when he quarreled with the squad leader.

This made Ji Siwei suspicious of the monitor.

Not wanting to waste time, Ji Siwei directly checked the most suspected NPC.

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with that, right? The monitor has put a lot of energy into the class, but he's always behaved like an old man. I was also surprised when he proposed a private gathering...but we weren't Are you excited? It passed unanimously." Ye Feng paused: "You won't be the same as Jiang Ling, and blame the squad leader for this reason, right?"

"No." Ji Siwei asked: "Think about it carefully, did any unpleasant things happen in the class before the party, or did the class leader have conflicts with anyone?"

"No." Ye Feng said: "But the squad leader was really in a bad state during that time."

Ji Siwei asked: "Is it related to his family?"

When Jiang Ling said that the squad leader had no family members, Ji Siwei remembered the squad leader's forbearance and anger.

The ruthlessness in those eyes was shocking.

This was also one of the reasons why Ji Siwei was suspicious of the monitor.

There is an old saying that "a silent dog bites". Once a calm and introverted person breaks out, the consequences will be dire.

"Why do you keep asking me, don't you know the situation of the squad leader's house?"

Ye Feng rubbed his face a little irritably.

"You know, I don't talk about these topics with people in my class very much, it's not very clear..."

Ji Siwei lowered his eyelashes, perfectly setting the character of an unearthly academic bully just right.

"That's right, you only know how to study." Ye Feng sighed: "After the squad leader's family went bankrupt, his parents committed suicide. I heard that they closed the doors and windows and turned on the gas."

"The squad leader is also miserable, having experienced two gas accidents in a row."

Hearing the words of the gas accident, Ji Siwei's eyes froze: "Have you never doubted the monitor?"

Ye Feng also felt that something was wrong, but this alone could not convince him: "Is this just a coincidence? What is the connection between the gas leakage of the squad leader's parents' suicide and the gas leakage during our party?"

"Leave this coincidence aside, let me ask another question." Ji Siwei looked into Ye Feng's eyes and asked calmly: "The party was at Wang Hao's house, and was this location also suggested by the squad leader?"