"Evening, let's hurry back to the dormitory! It's not safe outside! Mo Qiqi felt a cool air rise from the soles of her feet, and she became more and more afraid.

"Kiki, don't talk about today's events." Zhou Wanwan stood up and told Mo Qiqi seriously, "If you can figure it out, so can others, if you get close to me and Qiu Ya, maybe how many pairs of eyes are staring at you, so don't talk nonsense, be careful of the trouble coming out of your mouth." ”

"Late, why don't you take a few days off and go home!" In midsummer July, Mo Qiqi's hands were as cold as ice cubes, "Let's just say that you are scared, you really can't study for a year." ”

Mokiki didn't know what was going on, but she could sense that something was wrong.

Zhou Wanwan glanced at Liu Weidong and his party who had already gotten into a jeep, and the cyclist with a bag also went to push his bicycle in front of the teaching building.

Zhou Wanwan nodded to Mo Qiqi, "You go back to class quickly, I'll go to my brother to discuss, and we'll talk about it when we go back to the dormitory in the evening." ”

"I'll go with you!" Mo Qiqi grabbed Zhou Wanwan's hand tightly, so anxious that she wanted to cry again, "You don't know, our class and Qiu Ya and their class are all watched, no one is allowed to enter or leave, I hid from Qiu Ya by secretly going to the toilet before jumping off the building!" Now it's too dangerous for you to run outside on your own! They, they ......"

Mo Qiqi is just an eighteen-year-old girl, who doesn't understand the complexity and danger at all, but she can feel that Zhou Wanwan is in danger. Although she herself was so frightened that her hands and feet were cold and her whole body was shaking, she would never let her friend face danger alone at such a time.

Zhou Wanwan's eyes, which had been dry, suddenly moistened, and she struggled to control her voice. grabbed Mo Qiqi and walked to the dormitory, "You go back to the dormitory quickly, whoever asks you will say that you are suddenly uncomfortable and want to go back to the dormitory to lie down." When I met and watched the excitement with me for a while, I felt uncomfortable, and went back to sleep, and I didn't know anything else! Didn't say anything to me! ”

Zhou Wanwan looked at Mo Qiqi with an anxious face, gritted her teeth, and looked at her calmly, "Qiqi, you know that I may be in danger now, right?" I'll have to get someone to talk to about it. I can't take care of you. You have to protect yourself. That's what helped me the most. ”

"Late Night...... I, I'm ......" Mo Qiqi stomped her feet in a hurry, "I'm so useless!" Nothing will help you! ”

Zhou Wanwan wanted to go up and hug Mo Qiqi. But the pieces of her dress were covered with Song Qiuya's blood, and so were her hands, and Mo Qiqi's hands that she held tightly were already stained with blood, and she couldn't let her friends be affected by herself anymore.

"Kiki. Everything you did for me today will be remembered for the rest of my life! Zhou Wanwan held Mo Qiqi's hand tightly. I want to pass on my feelings to her, "We are friends, if I don't say polite words to you, you just remember, protect yourself, I have lost a friend, you can't be in danger anymore!" ”

"Evening, I'll go with you! I'll send you to your brother and come back. Mo Qiqi also shook Zhou Wanwan's hand back vigorously, "I can't let you run outside by yourself!" ”

Zhou Wanwan glanced at the bag bearer who had already ridden a bicycle and walked for a while. Breaking away from Mo Qiqi's hand, he looked at her seriously, "Qiqi, if you really want to help me, go back to the dormitory and do as I say, this is the biggest help for me!" ”

Mo Qiqi looked at Zhou Wanwan's face full of Xiao Kill, knowing that it was useless to say anything, so she could only nod heavily, "Wanwan, I'll be waiting in the dormitory, if you have something, call back, I will definitely help you immediately!" ”

Zhou Wanwan also nodded heavily to Mo Qiqi, turned around and chased after the cyclist.

But she was still late, and the cyclist had disappeared from the road at the school gate.

Zhou Wanwan followed the direction he was walking all the way over, and sure enough, he found the bag he was carrying in a bush four or five hundred meters away.

Zhou Wanwan hid in the bushes and observed the surroundings, making sure that she couldn't see herself outside, and dodged into the space.

Inside that bag were five men's short-sleeved shirts, all stained with blood that hadn't dried up yet. This person should have brought clean clothes to those people just now, and was responsible for taking away the bloody clothes that had been changed and throwing them away.

Zhou Wanwan took a few deep breaths and tried to calm herself down. This is Qiu Ya's blood, she can't let her blood flow in vain, she must find out the truth and give Qiu Ya justice!

But looking at the blood-soaked clothes, Zhou Wanwan's hands still trembled. She couldn't control her shaking, and she couldn't control her tears.

Qiu Ya is such a pure and beautiful girl, so beautiful, kind, transparent, versatile, beautiful enough to be worthy of anything precious in this world, worthy of everyone's cherished treatment.

But now, all her good things have become a reason to be trampled on, and she has been humiliated, thrown down the stairs like garbage, and thrown into a bloody blur.

Those people even insulted her reputation, and did not even allow her relatives to look at the body.

The hatred in Zhou Wanwan's heart made her whole body tremble violently, and she couldn't do anything, so she could only hug herself tightly and cry bitterly.

She controlled herself not to think about whether Qiu Ya would have escaped this disaster if she had done what she had done at that time.

She, Ye Hongru, Song Qiuya, they are not wrong, the only reason they have to bear this is to be beautiful, all of this is not their fault, she can't blame herself!

There must be girls like them in Quan Ling'an, they have to suffer from these beasts just because they are beautiful, they are all the same innocent, and they are all eager to give them justice one day.

So, Zhou Wanwan, you can't let yourself indulge in self-blame, you have to seek justice for all the girls like Qiu Ya, Ye Hongru and yourself!

Make the real evildoers pay!

Zhou Wanwan repeatedly said to herself, she had to cheer up quickly, there was not much time left for her.

A few hours later, Zhou Wanwan held the test sheet in her hand with cold eyes and expressionless face.

As expected, the blood stains on these clothes were all Qiu Ya's, all splash marks, and Qiu Ya's main artery was cut off and sprayed on them.

None of them can escape Qiu Ya's death!

Zhou Wanwan's eyes became colder and colder, and she took out the cigarette butts in the handkerchief one by one for testing. Record the DNA data of these individuals.

As she did this, her hands were steady and she didn't shake again.

Then she cleaned herself again. After eating energy supplements and spiritual spring water, he lay quietly in the space for a while.

She had to recharge her batteries, and she had a lot to do.

On the eve of the lights out in the dormitory at night, I went back late every night.

"Late! You're back! As soon as she entered the house, she was pulled out by Mo Qiqi, followed by Xiang Xiuqing and Liu Fang.

"Tonight, you hurry up." Walk to a secluded corner outside the dorm. Xiang Xiuqing stopped Mo Qiqi's anxious condolences, and picked the most important thing to say, "In the afternoon, Secretary Liu of the School Reform Committee came to you again." Prepare you to claim your prize tomorrow. You definitely can't go! You go to Guo Kejian now, ask him to send you home, and don't stay in the tomb for a minute! ”

Xiang Xiuqing was afraid that Zhou Wanwan would not understand the danger when she was young, so she directly told her the consequences. "If you don't leave now. I won't be able to leave tomorrow! Qiu Ya's thing has to happen to you! ”

Early this morning, Song Qiuya and Zhou Wanwan were notified to go to the Revolutionary Committee at the same time, and Song Qiuya died tragically after she went, and Zhou Wanwan escaped by mistake. But they even told her to go, which was almost a blatant plot against her.

"Wanwan, you don't know yet, do you?" Mo Qiqi's tears have not dried up this day, "Qiu Ya's father also jumped off the office building!" They didn't let him see Qiuya, and they didn't know who told him what had happened. He secretly ran to Building 8 to see Qiu Ya, and then took a knife and broke into Director Qiu's office. I don't know what's going on, I jumped off the building too! ”

Zhou Wanwan took a step back heavily, leaning against the wall to support herself, unable to say a word.

"Tonight, if you don't have a place to go, I'll take you to the hospital, when my dad was hospitalized, I knew a cleaner, she asked my brother to stay in the room where she put cleaning tools at night, there was a bed in it, which she used to take a nap, and no one lived at night."

Liu Fang's hands were also trembling, but she tried to comfort Zhou Wanwan, "Don't be afraid, I'll send you there, I'll stay there with you, and I'll send you home in the car early tomorrow morning." I'm with you! Don't be afraid! ”

Zhou Wanwan looked at the three girls in front of her who were so frightened that they tried to comfort her that they wanted to help her regardless of their own safety, and their bodies slowly regained their strength, and they were able to smile at them comfortingly.

"You don't have to worry, I've gone to my family today, someone will accompany me to receive the award tomorrow, and no one in the school will look for me anymore, everything will be solved, and it will be fine tomorrow."

Xiang Xiuqing was still not at ease, and was just about to persuade Zhou Wanwan again, when the dormitory teacher called them in the door, "How many of you, which one sleeps?" It's time to lock the door, come in! ”

They can only go in first.

When the dormitory teacher saw Zhou Wanwan, his eyes widened, and he asked Xiang Xiuqing to go back first, and pulled Zhou Wanwan into the communication room.

"Why are you still in school?! Hurry up and get home! Where's your brother? I usually run over one by one, why are there no ones at a critical time?! Hurry up! Don't stay in the dorm! Hurry home! ”

The dormitory teacher looked at the ignorant Zhou Wanwan and sighed fiercely, "You are too young and don't understand many things, hurry up and call which brother you are!" Let them hurry up and pick you up! You don't understand what is going on in this school! Listen to the teacher! Let's go! ”

"Teacher, I called, my brother will be here tomorrow, don't worry." Zhou Wanwan bowed gratefully to the dormitory teacher, at this time, she knew too well how much risk this teacher had to take to say such things to her.

"Teacher, don't worry, I'm definitely fine." Zhou Wanwan assured the dormitory teacher again, and left the communication room in her deeply worried advice.

"Don't leave the dormitory until your brother comes, no one can follow you! Don't leave the dorm! ”

The dormitory teacher's words are destined to be unlistenable every night. Back in the dormitory, she promised Xiang Xiuqing a few more times, and waited until midnight with her eyes open.

Zhou Wanwan first sprayed the spray in his hand in the house silently, so that the people in the dormitory slept deeply until dawn, and then got up and jumped out of the window.

The school was dark at midnight, the street lights were lit up at a long distance, the sky was so dark that there was no light, the dark clouds were heavy, and a storm was about to come.

The wind was getting stronger, all the trees were shaking wildly, and the air was filled with the smell of choking dirt and dust.

Zhou Wanwan never knew that this taste was so similar to the taste of blood.

Zhou Wanwan's footsteps were steady, and she walked straight to Building No. 8 where Song Qiuya's body was parked.

Building 8 is in the southwest corner of the school. Tucked away in a deserted woods, a mess of shrubs and wild-growing vines, it's one of the most remote and eerie places in the school.

It is said that Building 8 was originally used by the Japanese army for interrogation of prisoners, and some people say that the Japanese used to test on live people there. So there are always people who see the shadow of someone struggling for help in one of its windows at night.

After the establishment of the school. Except for biology students who were experimenting there before the Red Revolution, the three-story concrete building was hardly used in the school.

Six or six years later, biological experiments were stopped and could not be done, but Building 8 had a new function - mortuary.

In recent years, whether it was a counter-revolutionary who had been criticized and killed in a criticism meeting, a revolutionary warrior who had been killed in a martial arts struggle, and many more people who had died for unknown reasons, they all stopped in Building No. 8 after their deaths.

Past. It was already seven or eight years when Zhou Wanwan came to Ling'an Normal College to study, and at that time, there was a legend about Building No. 8 in the school, saying that the Red Revolution was ten years. Every few years, the corpse of a beautiful girl will be parked in Building 8, which is a wronged soul, and those girls are the sacrifices that have been found.

In her previous life, Zhou Wanwan was simply ignorant, just like many classmates who didn't know the truth. Just listen to this as a horror story. Never got to heart.

Now that I think about it, this is not a legend, but a fact. It's just that it's not a soul asking for a life, but human nature is ugly, more cruel and terrible than ghosts.

Zhou Wanwan calmly walked through the gloomy path leading to Building 8, on both sides of the road were trees and wild grass that had been blown wildly by the wind, like the devil in the dark night with the yin wind and blood all over his body in front of and behind Zhou Wanwan.

Once you have seen the darkest and bloodiest side of human nature, you will not be afraid of any demons and monsters. For man is always more terrible than those things.

Zhou Wanwan came to the front of Building No. 8. Looking at the lights in the communication room and a figure waiting silently. Sure enough, after a while. Another man with a thermos walked in.

The two of them poured hot water and played chess on the table.

Zhou Wanwan waited for a while, making sure that no one would come over, and then approached the communication room vigilantly.

Building 8 has been vacant for a long time, and the communication room has long been unoccupied. There will be someone guarding today, and it is still two people, the only explanation is that Song Qiuya is parked here today, and her father broke in during the day and understood the truth about his daughter's tragic death.

Zhou Wanwan squirted twice in the dark against the half-open window, and half a minute later, the two of them lay silently on the table.

Zhou Wanwan took out a powerful lamp similar to a miner's lamp, put it on his head, and walked up the wide, empty staircase of Building 8 to the second floor.

More than half of the rooms on the first floor were opened, which was the base for the school to learn red songs and operas, and later it was used to teach the teaching staff to dance the Zhongzi dance, which was a face-saving project that the school revolutionary committee spent a lot of effort on, and the photos were also published in the party newspaper of the special district.

Although it has been largely unused for many years, it is cleaned regularly every week, and corpses are never allowed to be parked there.

And the other half is a small exhibition hall of the Red Book and the * Chairman's Medallion, which is like a holy place, and Song Qiuya's body will not be placed there.

Zhou Wanwan walked up the stairs to the second floor, a smell of dust and unknown potions came to his face, mixed with the smell of something rotting and moldy for a long time, and the entire second floor looked like a huge coffin that had just been dug out of the cemetery.

The corridor on the second floor was eeriely silent, and the footsteps of Zhou Wanwan echoed in the empty corridor, and several echoes of different lengths sounded almost at the same time. Every step she took seemed to be followed by the footsteps of several people.

The shadows of the trees outside the window squeezed in through the windows, casting huge shadows that were constantly twisting and changing in strange shapes on the walls of the corridor, making the corridor with an inexplicable cold wind look like a demon cave that would pounce on it at any time.

Zhou Wanwan pushed open the door on the second floor one by one, and the creaking sound of the door opening was like a moan, moan, and sigh, echoing one after another in the cold and empty space.

Finally, when she pushed open the sixth door, she saw Song Qiuya lying alone on the table in the center of the room. (To be continued......)

PS: Push the book~

"Yi Jia Yi Room"

Author: Charming eyes are empty

Introduction: Lu Shuyi has been reborn.

At the age of twelve, she watched her mother lie on the sickbed again.

On the line between life and death, she wondered if she should do something......