dramatic death

Miss I is lawful and neutral most of the time.

It is difficult for her to guarantee that she is absolutely kind, but she can basically guarantee that she will abide by the law.She is a materialistic good citizen, the kind who makes daily donations to save children in need, so when Mr. D said these words, her mind froze for quite a while.

What is "kill one more time"?Can a person still be "killed many times"?

She stood on the roof, leaning against the "creaking" iron door of the dormitory building, her hands were covered with cold sweat, and her lips were a little pale from the cold.She looked up at Mr. D's innocence in the sunset, and said, "What did you just say? Could you please say it again."

Mr. D didn't speak, he shook his head, took Miss I's hand and walked to the edge of the roof.

The strong wind on the roof messed up Miss I's smooth hair, forcing her to stagger forward like a ferocious female ghost. Ms. I was taken to the edge of the roof, which was about the place where the body had just been dumped. Mr. D held her hand with a smile and motioned her to look down.

The cold wind blew Ms. I's hair all over her face. She squinted her eyes and tried her best to look at the elementary school girl—the place where the victim fell, and across the five-story dormitory building, she could clearly see the gray-green grass downstairs. .

No corpses, no blood.

There was nothing where the victim should have been lying, and the grass downstairs was as clean as if it had just been washed by a heavy rain, not even a single dead grass was bent.

What about the victim?

Ms. I looked up at Mr. D. Mr. D put his index finger on his lips and smiled silently.

"Probably in a dormitory," Mr. D said, "maybe still having nightmares."

……

Su Xiao's voice was interrupted by a sudden collision sound, she turned her head to look at the place where the sound came from, and heard Ke Xinyan's slightly crying apology in the dark.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

She seemed to have hit something, and her voice trembled in pain.The whole person sounds pitiful and fragile, like a little white lotus crumbling in a strong wind.

Su Xiao paused, turned the flashlight over, and shone in the direction of Ke Xinyan according to the location in memory.

A dim halo streaked across the members around the round table.

Yin Tong gasped in the dark, and was so startled that he sat up straight.His Adam's apple rolled, and he stared fixedly at the place where the bright light swayed just now.Hakoniwa Online's 70% degree of fidelity has played an extremely good game effect at this moment. The thick darkness is like some viscous liquid, and the sticky fluid is surging and blocking the place beyond the light of the flashlight.

He couldn't see anything clearly, couldn't distinguish anything, but he clearly remembered that there was a petite and slender figure standing by the door just now.

It was a child, a child who looked about four or five years old.

Perhaps due to the temperamental nature of children and teenagers, most film and television productions will choose them as the main course of scary scenes.Whether it's their dark pupils or pale skin, whether it's their immature voices or simple expressions, children's "telling the truth" without tragic selfish desires can always add a sense of weirdness and excitement to the already frightening scene. His scalp was numb and he was sweating coldly.

Imagine that you are walking alone in the corridor at night, looking back frequently because you are afraid of the dark, the sensor lights between the floors do not know what is wrong, and only a sporadic red light is left at the position of the bulb .

The corridor is very quiet, so quiet that you can even hear your own breathing, your heart is almost stuck in your throat and roaring, squeezing your throat brings you an unbearable desire to vomit.

There is only one flight of stairs left to reach your home.

You pick up your pace up the stairs, almost running, when suddenly you hear a strange noise in the stairwell, on the steps, right behind you.

You jerk your head back.

In the empty stairwell, the steps spread down layer by layer, and the darkness engulfed your vision. Your palms were sweating, and the handrail was as slippery as the scales of some animals.

Fortunately, there is nothing behind you.

You breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked up, but the moment you looked up, the figure in front of you staggered in shock, and almost slipped and fell into the stairwell.

You do not know when there is a child standing in front of you.It has pale and immature features, and it is looking at the corridor behind you with those dark eyes.

You suddenly hear him say.

"Can you let me go first? Mom is still waiting for me below."

Yin Tong was made into a cold sweat by his own imagination.

He tried to convince himself that what he saw just now was just a built-in game scene in Hakoniwa Online. After all, this game mainly focuses on suspenseful reasoning, and it cannot be justified if there is nothing scary about it.What's more, in this era when scientists are chasing after each other to explore the mysteries of human beings, soul particles are no longer an untouchable topic. body".

Hakoniwa Online is just a virtual game built in the field of thinking. It is normal to have data information of three or two souls. He really doesn't need to make a fuss just because he sees something. This is a game.

all fake.

Yin Tong blinked his eyes hard in the dark, he vaguely remembered that the kid he had met before was about the same age, and they all looked about four or five years old.He met each other once in the hall downstairs, once again in the room upstairs, and finally met him once in the corridor when he followed Wen Qiu to understand the summary of the past. This, is it the same little friend?

He suddenly wanted Su Xiao to move the flashlight. It would be better for him to see what was in the darkness. He also felt that his current behavior might be a bit abrupt. If there is such a thing as a murderous boss in this game, it might be wrong to speak casually. Forced to read the files and see you.

Yin Tong licked his lower lip, and the words he wanted to say turned on the tip of his tongue for a round, and he was so startled by the hand that suddenly put on his wrist that he almost choked his throat.

The hand was so cold, as cold as some dead body that just came out of the morgue.Yin Tong almost instantly retracted his gaze and looked in An Qi's direction, but the darkness was like a tightly stitched net, imprisoning his sight one after another, so that he could only catch a phantom with noise.

"How"

The hand snapped into his palm the moment he uttered the first word, and the bone-piercing chill climbed up the place where the palms met almost instantly, making Yintong's teeth chatter with the cold.He looked at the other hand in his palm in disbelief, and even wondered for a moment that it was a new and scary trick, but the owner of the hand let go of the force before he could react, let go of his fingers, and put them in the palm of his hand. Lightly draw an "×".

What does it mean?

Yin Tong turned over An Qi's hand, and drew a "?" fiercely in his palm.An Qi flinched as if he was ticklish, but he didn't really run away. He just wrote stroke after stroke after being silent for a while.

Don't be afraid.

Yin Tong thought to himself, you are the scariest one, okay?

It's a pity that the current scene is not suitable for complaining at all. Little An's posture is obviously unwilling to let him speak. It seems that if he speaks, he will violate some game rules.Yin Tong sat in the dark, staring at the other hand on his wrist for a moment, he didn't know where the bad idea came from, he retracted his arm, and clasped the cool palm of the other party into it. palm.

With his fingers intertwined, he could feel An Qi visibly shaking.

Three years ago, little friend An was obviously more careless than in the future. If there was no darkness as a cover, Yin Tong even doubted that he would be able to see a flushed face when he turned his head.He thought it was a bit funny, and was about to write to make fun of it, but Su Xiao, who was across the table, sighed softly, and brought his gaze back to the game.

"Xinyan?" He heard Su Xiao ask, "Are you okay? Your face doesn't look right."

There was a rustling sound in the darkness, as if someone was whispering.In the dim yellow halo of the flashlight, Ke Xinyan struggled to move the corners of her mouth, and she said, "I'm fine," with a smile as if she was about to cry.

Su Xiao moved the light of the flashlight down a little, trying to avoid Ke Xinyan's crying face: "Don't be afraid, really, this is just a story."

Ke Xinyan tremblingly said "Yes", paused for a while, then added tremblingly: "Senior Su, let's continue." She hesitated for a moment, as if repeating someone's words, and said dryly, "No , don't stop."

Ke Xinyan was really about to cry this time, and her eyes were splashed at a speed visible to the naked eye.Su Xiao turned the flashlight back to her direction, she sighed, and showed a helpless smile in her drooping eyes.

"Mr. D is a decisive person. As I said before, he is the kind of person who, once he decides to do something, will definitely do it and complete it within the specified time. When he said, 'Let's discuss something ’, he actually only wants to hear the answer of ‘OK, let’s do it’, he has [-] reasons waiting to reply to your ‘no’, and he also has [-] secret thoughts.”

"What he decides will not stop until the goal is achieved."

So when Mr. D proposed: "I have an idea", Ms. I didn't want to hear it at all.

She refused from the bottom of her heart, not because of Mr. D's coercion, but because of the conditions and background at this moment, telling him clearly that Mr. D could not want to do anything good.

What he's going to say next must have something to do with the primary school girl who came back from the dead. With his distorted personality, it's very likely that he wants to throw the primary school girl downstairs a few more times.

Miss I took a few steps back, away from the edge of the roof and returned to the center of the stable roof. She looked at Mr. D and smiled slightly wronged. She said, "Don't do that, I will be scared too."

The smile on Mr. D's face disappeared in an instant. He stared into Miss I's eyes intently, and finally lost the battle between the two sides.

"Okay," Mr. D shrugged his shoulders, frowning childishly and pursing his lips as if he would suffer some serious loss if he made this decision.

"Then you can ask for leave tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, you don't come to class."