I was stunned in front of the computer for a long time and didn't react, but I didn't expect that just with the attitude of trying casually, I actually cracked a password wooden box.

The computer flickered suddenly, shaking so much that I couldn't open my eyes, and I quickly raised my hand to cover my eyes.

After about ten seconds, the light finally calmed down, and I put down my hand and squinted to see that the wooden box of the twelve passwords on the computer had disappeared, replaced by a video pause interface.

There is a boy's back on the interface vaguely, and I can't see it clearly.

Cracking the code is obviously a very happy and exciting thing, but I am inexplicably nervous, and I always feel that what I see next will take me into another quagmire.

With mixed feelings, I gritted my teeth and slowly moved the mouse to click the play button.

The video is automatically zoomed in to the entire screen of the computer, and the video starts playing.

This is no ordinary video clip, the content in it is scrambled, mutilated, constantly switching and jumping, and extremely fast, as if deliberately not wanting people to see clearly.

I stared at the computer with wide eyes, barely keeping my face on the screen, because it was flashing so fast that I couldn't see every clip clearly, and I could only try to remember some elements.

First of all, the location of this clip is in a certain school, which can be determined because I saw many students in school uniforms, classrooms, and desks.

Then I saw happy and happy smiling faces, sad and sad crying faces, panicked and frightened desperate faces...... I also saw fighting each other, tearing each other apart, blood, death, and fewer and fewer people, and in the end, the whole school, there was only a lonely back.

The back is standing at the school gate, the camera slowly zooms in, this back seems to have found something, and when he was about to turn his head, the film suddenly stopped, leaving a side face of him.

I quickly took the opportunity to rub my already sore eyes, then leaned back in my chair and stared at the side face, lost in thought.

The content played in the video is exactly the same as what happened to our two classes, although I'm not sure if they are also playing death games, but I've seen those faces with different moods, and the number of people in our two classes is also decreasing rapidly.

The only difference is the characters and locations inside...... And the ending of the video, is it a hint to me that only one person can survive this game?

If it is really as I guessed, then the only person who survives will be the mysterious person surnamed "Xiang"?

Or rather, the protagonist of that novel, to the south!

I sat in front of the computer, my mind raced and I thought about countless possibilities, and finally I turned my attention to the video that had stopped.

This back has a side face, with simple boy's broken hair, wearing a black tracksuit, a backpack diagonally over his shoulder, and a black handmade bracelet on his arm under the pulled up sleeves.

I found a small notebook and silently wrote down all the clues I found these days, so as not to forget it.

After doing this seriously, I also yawned tiredly and prepared to turn off the computer.

Just as I reached for my computer, I suddenly saw another clue.

I hurried to the edge of the screen and looked behind the figure in the back, next to the school gate, there was a sign with words written on it, which read:

"Qingzhu County No. 1 Senior High School ......"

I was overjoyed, is this the high school where the protagonist in the video is located?

Losing my sleepiness, I excitedly opened the web map and searched for this high school, and sure enough, it did not disappoint me, this high school exists, and it is in the city near me, and it only takes about half a day to get there by car.

This must be the person and school that Scar Police was looking for when he was alive.

As long as I find this high school, I believe that the local students and teachers must know about the horrors that have happened in the school.

In this way, if you find the man surnamed Xiang along the vine, maybe everything will fall into place!

The more I fantasize, the more excited I became, and the feeling of being about to solve a crime filled me with pride.

I even had the illusion that no matter how powerful the wolf was, I still caught it......

Holding the little notebook that recorded clues, for the first time in a long time, I fell asleep smiling.

I don't know what time it was in the morning, but in a daze, I suddenly felt a pair of very gentle hands caressing my cheeks.

The hands were soft and smooth, and after stroking for a while, they playfully changed to fingertips, sliding from the tip of my nose to my cheeks, then to my chin, to my neck, and slowly to my chest......

I was sleepy and itchy with my fingertips, and I kept twisting my body, and finally I reached out impatiently to pat the hand away.

However, it was not photographed, and when the hand was retracted, the fragrance of roses wafted over, which was refreshing.

I also slowly lost my sleepiness and became awake in my head......

After smelling the fragrance for about three seconds, I sat up in horror!

The hairs of the whole person stood up, and the back was cold.

I'm at home, my parents have gone to my grandfather's hometown, how can there suddenly be a hand touching me, or a hand with the smell of roses.

However, when I sat up, the room was empty.

Only the window didn't know when it would be opened, and the curtains around the window were gently swaying in the wind.

I pursed my thirsty lips and looked at the time, it was half past three in the morning.

I cautiously reached out and turned on the light, and in the light, I felt a little more at ease, was it just a dream? But the touch and the fragrance were so real, I still have a subtle fragrance on the tip of my nose.

I got out of bed, found my weapon, the slinger, and walked slowly to the window.

Outside the window, it was pitch black, there was no movement, and the cool breeze kept blowing in and sweeping on my face.

When I walked to the window, I instantly smelled a burning smell, like the feeling of burning paper on Qingming Festival, and the smell was very strong.

I plucked up the courage to stick my head out and look for it, but there was not even a ghost outside the window.

Perhaps, I am hallucinating?

I frowned and retracted my head, and was just about to close the window when a small, broken piece of paper fell from the window.

I raised my hand to catch the small piece of paper, which was bright yellow, burned, with black borders from burnt embers.

It can be seen that the piece of paper was originally a long strip, and there are dark red marks on it, but it is no longer clear what is drawn.

This kind of thing often appears in Hong Kong movies, and it is called: charms!

What I smelled just now was the smell of the spell.

I stuck my head out of the window again and looked upstairs, where there was still a half-attached charm at the top of the window.

I'm a little puzzled, why are there charms on the windows of our house?