The locker is pale blue as a whole, and the coating on the edges has peeled off under the light of the flashlight, and there is a faint rust in it, and there are two layers up and down, the upper layer is divided into four small compartments, and the lower level is unified into one large compartment.

Kitagawa Temple opened the door of the lower compartment with a blank face.

There, there sat a pale-skinned young man holding his head with a panicked face, who seemed to notice the movements of Beichuan Temple, and he raised his head in fear. The young man's eyes were only whites, and black fluid overflowed from his bloody mouth.

The resentful spirit youth actually screamed:

"Don't! Nakajima !! ”

Beichuan Temple seemed to realize something, and he turned his head suddenly!

I don't know when, a figure suddenly appeared behind Beichuan Temple!

The blade of the fire axe carried by the figure flashed with a cold cold light, and smashed down on his head!

When did this come over?!

Beichuan Temple subconsciously wanted to hide, but soon he thought of something, raised his eyebrows, the dead air dispersed and disappeared, and he watched the fire axe fall calmly.

The blood-red fire axe that flashed with a cold light passed through the body of Beichuan Temple out of thin air and smashed into the head of the young man in the cabinet.

The fire axe is a tool used to escape from a fire scene with broken windows and smashing obstacles, so it is not sharp, and the word 'cut' is inappropriate.

The axe face smashed the young man's head hard!

Can you imagine that scene?

The young man's bones and various contents of his head splattered like peanut butter, and even his body was smashed and deformed, and his fingers and thighs twitched slightly because of the reflex nerves.

The pale-skinned young man's body was smashed open in an instant, and it was thought that this person used a lot of strength.

Beichuan Temple can even clearly hear the dislocated wrist of the man carrying the fire axe.

“... It's okay, it's just an afterimage. Kitagawa Temple touched it, and unconsciously grabbed his neckline tightly, and said pitifully and calmly.

Nishikujo is still just a child, even if she can sense that the other party is just an afterimage of people's thoughts as a 'spirit', but looking at the cruelty and murderous feeling of the figure behind her, she still feels very scared, and her small body trembled just now, and she kept grabbing the neck of Beichuan Temple.

Under the comfort of Kitagawa Temple, Nishikujo's poor body relaxed, and she leaned back on Kitagawa Temple's shoulder, her little head raised, as if she wanted to see what this 'remnant' wanted to do next.

But Kitagawa Temple simply covered her eyes, and ignored how she reached out and patted her.

Under the gaze of Beichuan Temple, the remnant of the male carrying the fire axe first blurred the flesh and blood of the pale-skinned youth, and then the whole person stood up in a trance.

Only then did Beichuan Temple see the full picture of the man carrying the fire axe.

This is a young man, and it should be 'Nakajima' written in the victim's diary.

A large chunk of blood on the chest of his white summer shirt was dripping down. His expression was dazed, a hoarse and inhuman roar erupted from his throat, his eyes were scarlet, his limbs drooped, and a terrifying black shadow hovered over his head.

After killing the last survivor, Nakajima dragged the body out, smashed the window directly, and the whole person fell like an upside-down onion.

With the muffled sound of 'bang', Beichuan Temple returned to his senses in a trance.

He looked back.

When I entered the studio just now, I didn't see it clearly, and the window next to the locker had been shattered, but because the creeper climbed on it, it was squeezed in and covered the gap, so that Beichuan Temple didn't see the probability.

Kitagawa Temple wiped away the dust with his feet, and the ground was clearly visible traces of air-dried blood.

The lowest storage compartment in front of him was already soaked with splatters of blood, and small pieces of air-dried meat were scattered everywhere.

Among them, half of the small diary dyed red by blood bonding is particularly conspicuous.

Kitagawa Temple picked it up and opened it.

The cover of this journal has been torn open, revealing its contents.

It reads in a bloodstained, twisted font:

Nakajima: How did he know I was in this place?!

I can't make a phone call even if I can't make a call! The signal seems to be blocked! Damn it! Isn't this close to Hachiyama City?

Nakajima turned out to be... He caught up! No way! I can't sit still, I'm going to have to close the opening on the right right now, I'm going to escape.

The diary at the back has been completely blurred by blood, and the handwriting is no longer clear.

Kitagawa Temple flipped through the contents of the previous diary again.

The owner of this diary is called Suzuki.,It's a person in charge of logistics in a mental attraction exploration team.,Usually have the habit of making records.,Nakajima is the leader of their team.,In addition to Suzuki、Nakajima.,This team also has a hill in charge of procurement.,Nakajima's girlfriend Yoshida.。

They explored a lot of spiritual attractions and buildings, but in the end, they all overturned at Sucha High School.

Looking at the frightened bloody handprints left by Suzuki on the diary, Kitagawa Temple picked up his phone and took a photo with the flash.

But it's kind of weird.

Kitagawa Temple raised an eyebrow in confusion.

There is no imaging on the phone, and there is enough light to shoot a weird black shadow.

"It shouldn't be broken, right?" Kitagawa Temple tried other functions and logged on to the website again.

Over here... There is a problem.

Looking at the scene on the mobile phone, Beichuan Temple's eyes froze, and his brows were tightly locked.

......

It didn't take much time for them to merge with Hidesuke Yamaguchi and Takashi Tanaka.

Eisuke Yamaguchi held his mobile phone on one side, looking at the white flower barrage scrolling on it, and asked Takashi Tanaka on the other side a question.

When they saw Beichuan Temple coming from the aisle, the two of them also had bright eyes, and came over to say hello to him:

"How? Brother Kitagawa? Did you find anything? ”

"Nothing." Beichuan Temple glanced at the two of them, shook his head again, and pointed to the dark stairwell, "Let's go to the fourth floor now." ”

"Okay." The two supernatural forum masters didn't talk nonsense.

The entire Sucha High School live broadcast has just begun, and they can't spend it here forever.

Eisuke Yamaguchi put away his mobile phone, and several people pinched the flashlight and walked upstairs without saying a word.

For a moment, only the sound of breathing and the sound of four staggered footsteps could be clearly heard in the staircase.

This extra footstep is that Takashi Tanaka and Eisuke Yamaguchi actually know it.

This is their final arrangement in the event building, and the real actors are on the stage.

Listening to the footsteps not far behind him, Takashi Tanaka and Eisuke Yamaguchi, who were walking in front, moved in their hearts, and the corners of their mouths hooked, but they didn't make a sound.

Doesn't this scare Beichuan Temple half to death?

Just when they were secretly satisfied with the dedication of the staff behind them, a beeping sound suddenly came from Yamaguchi Eisuke's mobile phone.

This is a special ringtone for them to communicate with their staff.

Eisuke Yamaguchi was also a little puzzled.

Why did you send yourself a text message at this time?

He flipped through his phone and stopped.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, the content of this text message emerged.

'Run! Eisuke, Takashi! There's really something in that building! The staff has already been evacuated urgently! The live broadcast has also been disconnected for some unknown reasons! ’

The time of the text message is 10:40.

That was an hour ago. At that time, they had not yet entered the activity building.

The atmosphere - a sudden dead silence!