Penitent hand, trembling slightly

The plan to find Lou Jing Mo Dao failed, the mother and daughter cuddled together all night, and the woman on the third floor knocked on the door all night.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that a rooster crowed, and the urging sound that rang all night finally stopped.

Shen's mother put the drowsy Shen Maomao on the bed, and went to the door to take a look to confirm that the woman had left.

She turned around and looked at Father Shen who was staring at her intently. The left corner of her mouth was slightly raised, drawing a disdainful arc, and she gave a soft "tsk".

Father Shen's eyes slowly became bloodshot, turning a dull red.

As if she didn't see it, she went straight into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast for her daughter.

The aroma of the food spread into the master bedroom, Shen Maomao rubbed his eyes and got up, walked into the kitchen in a daze, and asked, "Mom, is Aunt Liu gone?"

Shen's mother handed her a cup of soymilk made from soymilk powder, and asked her to hold it by herself: "It should be gone, be careful of burning."

Shen Maomao blew on the soy milk and took a sip. The warm feeling flowed from her throat to her stomach, making her whole body warm.

The food was brought to the coffee table, and the mother and daughter surrounded the rotting father Shen and ate a sumptuous breakfast.

Shen Maomao was very disgusted, and tried not to look at the corpse. After a meal, he didn't feel like eating, but he finally filled his stomach. If he was chased by ghosts, he would have the strength to escape.

After eating, Shen's mother said: "Maomao, why don't you go to school today and sleep well at home. You didn't sleep much last night."

Shen Maomao immediately refused: "No, mom! Good boy can't ask for leave casually, I can sleep again during lunch break!"

Shen's mother worried: "Then you won't fall asleep during class?"

"No!" After saying this, she yawned a lot, very unconvincing.

After eating, Shen's mother took Shen Maomao who had finished packing to go out. As soon as she opened the anti-theft door, Shen Maomao found scratches on the door one after another.

Those scratches were deep, curling the edge of the iron sheet, enough to guess how strong this Aunt Liu is.

Beside the scratches, there were bloody fingerprints one after another, densely covering the entire door.

Shen Maomao only took one look, and felt that he was about to suffer from intensive phobia, so he quickly looked away.

Shen's mother calmly took out a piece of toilet paper, put it on the doorknob and locked the door, and then led Shen Maomao downstairs.

Downstairs has also changed a lot.The doors of some houses were left open, and a long trail of blood dragged out from the door, spreading all the way downstairs.

Along the way, the blood-stained houses accounted for almost half of the entire building.

Shen Maomao covered his nose, carried his small schoolbag on his back, carefully avoided the bloodstains, and walked very slowly.

Mother Shen glanced at her watch and said helplessly, "Mamao, you're going to be late." After speaking, she picked her up and said, "Mom, let's take you away."

After leaving the door of the unit, the bloodstains still spread to the distance. Apart from their unit, similar things happened at the door of other units.

Countless bloodstains were gathered in one place—in front of the large trash can in Building 16.

A group of flies were flying on the trash can, and the stench was so strong that one could guess what was inside without even thinking about it.

……

It wasn't until he saw the gate of the school that Shen Maomao felt nervous belatedly.

Shen's mother left her, turned her head and left, Shen Maomao walked towards the teaching building step by step with a solemn expression.

Today is a rare sunny day, the sun shines on her body, like the day she just entered the instance.

It's a pity that no matter how big the sun is, it can't dispel the tense atmosphere in the campus. The water in the middle of the playground has dried up, but the guard strips around it are still there, just like the seat that Chen Meihan has been vacant these days, so she can't lie to herself Today is the same as the first day.

She walked into the teaching building step by step, and came to the door of Class One a year.

The class was quiet, and no sound could be heard. She was too short to see the situation inside through the glass on the door.

Shen Maomao took a deep breath, raised his hand and opened the classroom door.

No one is empty.

It was less than half an hour before class started, and none of the students in Class [-] arrived.

Shen Maomao couldn't calm down anymore.

What about Lou Jingmo?Where's the golden retriever?And... what about Ren Yue?

No... At least nothing will happen to Lou Jingmo.If sister Lou had an accident, she would not be able to stand here properly.

She threw her schoolbag on the seat, turned around and rushed out of the classroom, colliding with Yue Changping who was walking in.

Yue Changping only took two steps back, but Shen Maomao sat on the ground with his buttocks piled up.

"Shen Maomao?" Yue Changping pushed his glasses to cover the ambiguous light in his eyes, seemingly unintentionally blocking her way forward, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

The irritable elder sister Shen Maomao couldn't care less about being a primary school student anymore, she got up and patted her pants, and said coldly: "Get out!" Yue Changping smiled: "Who allowed you to talk to the teacher like this?"

"Good dog out of the way!"

Yue Changping's face darkened: "Do you really think that you can do whatever you want with the protection of the small building? She can't protect herself now, and she can't take care of you at all..."

Shen Maomao snorted coldly with disdain: "The scavenger can't kill players casually, and I haven't committed any taboos. How do you want to touch me?"

Yue Changping looked at her suspiciously: "There are two days left in the game, can you guarantee that you will never commit any taboo?"

Shen Maomao said indifferently: "But you can't touch me today. Hurry up and get out of the way, I'm in a hurry to buy you a coffin."

"Pfft..." Yue Changping laughed nervously, "No wonder I became friends with Xiaolou, and the words I said were just as ugly..."

He laughed like crazy twice, then bowed to her in a very gentlemanly manner, and turned sideways to make way for her: "Since you want to die so much, please go ahead."

Shen Maomao rushed out like a gust of wind, and was not relieved until he ran out of the teaching building.

This scavenger is really a fool.

She didn't know any death conditions at all, and she guessed that the scavenger could not kill people at will based on Yue Changping's behavior and the image described by Lou Jingmo. She didn't expect to be able to successfully deceive Yue Changping with such two vague words!

She can blow this matter out for a year!

While looking for people up and down, she thought to herself: It seems that Yue Changping should be aware of the taboos in this dungeon, and maybe even know whether a certain person has violated the taboos—or actively led the players to die?

Compared with players, dungeons seem to favor the scavenger. Will the scavenger know more about the so-called "Confession Game" and the creator behind the game?

Maybe after I find Lou Jingmo, I can tell her my guess...

With this thought in mind, she searched several times inside and outside the three floors, and even wandered around the teacher's office pretending to be looking for someone.

Their school was only five floors in size, and he searched inside and out, but couldn't find the person she was looking for.

Lou Jingmo and Jin Mao seemed to have evaporated.

The class bell rang, and Shen Maomao returned to the classroom with an unusually disappointed mood.

She was the only one left in class one of the second year, and the other teachers seemed to have disappeared, and never appeared in the classroom again. She sat on the seat alone, looking very lonely.

Today is the fifth day of the game, and she lost contact with Lou Jingmo.But she can be sure that Lou Jingmo is still alive, but she doesn't know where she is now.

Shen Maomao lay on the table, looking at the bright sunlight outside the window with some irritability.

It must have been a problem last night. Lou Jingmo and the others visited the campus at night but failed to come back. It would have been nice if she had gone too last night.

Shen Maomao's head was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do.

The classroom was extraordinarily quiet, and there was no longer the mess she had on the first day.The teacher seemed to have acquiesced in the disappearance and disbandment of Class One of the second year, and no one came to the class to see it all morning.

She even began to doubt the authenticity of the time and space she was in.

After wasting a whole morning, Shen Maomao decided that he couldn't sit still and began to look for clues by himself.

This time she slipped out of the school during her lunch break, searched around the school for a long time, but still found nothing.

With such a large group of people, why do they say that they are gone?

Had they found the exit, left themselves and fled?

Shen Maomao fell into an unspeakable panic, and immediately vetoed his unreliable conjecture - Sister Lou would not leave her alone.

It is impossible for her to be ignorant of such a big movement at the exit, and Yue Changping hasn't left yet, it must be because everyone else is fine.

Shen Maomao, who wandered around for a day, returned to the empty classroom tiredly.

It was lunch break, and the whole school fell into a deep sleep, like a quiet and depressing cemetery.

This kind of silence made Shen Maomao very anxious, wishing to make some noise to prove that she was still alive, but in the end she still didn't make a sound, she lay down on the table slumped, and turned her head towards Lou Jingmo's table, as if to take a few more glances Lou Jingmo will appear the same.

Looking at it, there seemed to be a slight "click" sound coming from her ear.

At first, Shen Maomao thought it was his own illusion, because the voice was so close to her, it even seemed to come from her ears.

She raised her head, and the voice became smaller and almost disappeared.It turned out that the sound did not come from her ears, but from her desktop! !

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the table, only to see a small scratch on the originally smooth table!

The scratches continued to expand, first a stroke, then a vertical lift, as if to write something.

After the vertical mention, there was another vertical stroke. There was no need to finish writing this word, Shen Maomao had already guessed what ta was going to write——

It is "Mao", the Mao of Shen Maomao.

She stood up all of a sudden, rushed out of the class and went to the office to borrow a knife.

There is only one teacher in the office of the second-year group, and this teacher is sleeping soundly on his desk.

She didn't care about not asking her own questions, so she took a knife from a teacher's pen holder nearby, and ran back to the classroom quickly.