Walk into the familiar toilet, come to the familiar pit, skillfully open the trouser chain, take a deep breath, and concentrate on the breath.

- Whew.

The Minister of Information released the deep savings in his bladder that had been transformed from chrysanthemum tea.

Generally, when a man is shushing, his gaze is either up or down, and this habit varies from person to person, but the Minister of Information, his habit is to look up at the sky.

Just as he was about to habitually raise his head, a voice seemed to sound in his heart.

When you are in the school bathroom, do not do what you do.

- Do not look at the ceiling when using the toilet.

"Am I just alone in the toilet?"

Naturally, the Minister of Information realized his situation, as if he had been blown by a sudden cold wind, and his hairs stood on end.

Anyone who has watched an island horror movie probably has this experience.

At the time, it didn't seem like much.

But when you're alone, when you're in the dark, when you're in a similar environment in a horror movie, that sense of fear is like an invisible hand that climbs up your back.

The Minister of Information's face changed, and he forcibly suppressed the desire to raise his head.

People are always like that.

I don't believe it in my mouth, but my body is very honest.

Of course, there is also a part of the ability of "spiritual echo", as a person who has direct contact with the content of Jiang Mo's writing, he is also more affected by his ability than those who receive second-hand and third-hand information.

The Minister of Information was in a slightly bad state at this time, and when he finally finished work, he shook two points in his hand carelessly.

Tsk, wash your hands.

When I came to the washbasin, the faucet hummed twice, but the water did not come out for a long time.

The Minister of Information frowned, and subconsciously prepared to look up in the mirror, when suddenly, the words sounded in his heart again.

- Do not look in the mirror when washing your hands.

A chill down my spine.

The scalp gradually tingles.

He didn't know why he was afraid.

"It's just a strange talk, it's a strange thing that the people from the research department made it out to scare people, I, as an insider, what am I afraid of, it's a joke......"

I kept cheering myself up.

The Minister of Information cautiously, little by little, glanced at the opposite mirror out of the corner of his eye.

At this look, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

In the mirror, behind it.

The door of the third compartment of the toilet opened slightly with a "squeak" sound, revealing a faint figure and an eye.

"Someone !!!!"

Wrong......

"There are ghosts !!!"

He saw me!

The Minister of Information froze, relieved himself to wash his hands, and hurried towards the gate with fear, just a few short steps, but he felt like he was in slow motion with every step.

"Minister!" a man's voice came from behind.

However.

This shout almost stopped the heart of the Minister of Information.

- When you hear someone calling you from behind, don't look away.

Don't look back!

Don't look back!

Don't look back!

These words kept echoing in the depths of the information minister's heart, and he let out a strange cry as if he had been choked by the neck, and ran out with a crawl.

"Don't come, don't come!"

"Don't come here!!!!"

It's as if there's something terrible behind him.

The cold wind blows the leaves.

behind it.

Secluded toilet ......

A sigh rang out.

Squatting in the third cubicle of the toilet, the boy with the camera around his neck has a look of frustration and chagrin on his face.

"What's wrong with the minister. ”

Why Kang Ping is also here, it is a coincidence.

Because the legend of Hanako in the toilet is circulating recently, Kangping himself is also a little weak, so he didn't go to poop for a long time, and he originally planned to solve it after returning home.

However, the minister just asked him to go to the idol department to get first-hand information, which is obviously not a simple task, and it may take a certain amount of time.

In order to be productive, of course, you have to be prepared, such as solving the problem of pooping.

Because Kang Ping was a little entangled with Hanako, he did a psychological construction for himself for a while, but he forgot that he didn't bring paper.

I didn't find out until I was done...... What about paper?

It's embarrassing.

I squatted for a while, but no one came.

Just as he was about to take Plan B, he heard footsteps.

Someone is coming, booing.

After the shhh

- No longer hesitate.

Kang Ping knew that if the classmates outside left, he would not be able to ask for help.

Although it is embarrassing to ask someone to borrow paper, it is ...... My legs are numb.

So, he cautiously opened a crack in the door, ready to observe the situation outside.

When I looked at it, I saw that the head of my own information department was staying in front of the washbasin with a pale face, and his body was still shaking.

Minister: What's the matter?

Kang Ping was a little stunned for a while, and then he saw his minister suddenly running towards the door, and he didn't have time to think so much, so he only had time to shout: "Minister." ”

This shout made the Minister of Information run faster, and let out a strange scream.

Not known about what happened though.

But.

What should he do now?

Kangping wanted to light a cigarette and was melancholy for a while.

At this time, there was a knock on the door from the next door, and then, a fiasco, slender hand reached under the toilet, still holding toilet paper.

Kangping froze.

The word Hanako naturally came to mind.

His face turned from white to blue, from blue to purple, from purple to black, and finally from black to white......

"Hell !!!!!"

Bang.

Lift the pants.

Break open the door.

Kangping ran out of the toilet with a terrible scream that pierced the sky and startled the white doves on the eaves.

……

The other side.

Not far away, by the flower bed, Jiang Mo leaned against the wall, his fingers rhythmically plucking the invisible silk thread, and did not stop until two frightened screams sounded.

Almost.

As soon as Jiang Mo stopped, he saw the burly Zhao Tengkong appear nearby, and he looked around, probably attracted by the screams of the two.

I was thinking about whether I should hide, but Zhao Tengkong had already discovered Jiang Mo, and immediately ran over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old Mo, are you the kind of person who knows ninjutsu and eliminates the sense of existence, I haven't reacted for a long time when such a big person is here. ”

"Let's go to the ophthalmologist, maybe there will be time for treatment. ”

"If you become a superpower, you must be a ninja killer. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

After chatting casually, Jiang Mo asked: "What are you doing here, the cultural festival is about to start, it's very busy." ”

"In the days when everyone is busy with dogs, why can you talk to me with such a relaxed attitude and give me a good reflection!"

"Huh. Jiang Mo looked away.

He's also very busy, busy scaring people, but no one knows, so it's no wonder that other people in the research department can vaguely guess a little.

This kind of thing makes other people know.

I'm going to be beaten to death.

"Let's go, Lao Mo, come with me to the idol department. ”

"What. ”

"Rehearsal, move equipment, this is a great opportunity for many people to meet but not seek, come, go!"

Jiang Mo, who couldn't resist this brute bull, had to reluctantly follow him to the idol department.