Ziliang also didn't know how the fat man managed to stare at the phone motionless for nearly twenty minutes.

For a few minutes in between, he even suspected that the fat man was possessed by a ghost, but fortunately, the fat man's eyes still blinked from time to time, making Ziliang give up the idea of stepping forward to shake him awake.

Every time Ziliang was about to ask something, the fat man waved his hand at him and told him not to talk more.

Ziliang was aggrieved for twenty minutes before the fat man pulled his eyes off the screen of his mobile phone, and it was almost three o'clock at this time.

Seeing that the fat man moved his eyes, Ziliang cautiously spoke: "Fat brother, can we see the things under the box now?" ”

Hearing this, the fat man stared at the screen for a few more seconds before nodding: "Be careful." ”

So Ziliang clicked [Yes] on his screen very carefully, and he didn't really understand the difference between 'carefully clicking on the screen' and 'recklessly clicking on the screen'.

Can one accidentally smash the screen?

Ziliang was still thinking, and the fat man next to him suddenly said: "If there is a box or something else in the future, don't be in a hurry to open it." ”

Ziliang nodded as if he didn't understand.

Ten minutes passed not very slowly, Ziliang waited for a while, and the villain on the screen finished exploring the list under the box.

[A shabby roll call]

[This list of points is very shabby, as if it has been destroyed for many years, and the words on the cover are almost unclear, and the two numbers of 'one' and 'eight' can be vaguely seen]

Ziliang stared at his screen vigorously, almost wanting to bury his head in the screen of his mobile phone.

But even if he looked hard, he couldn't see what was written on the little broken book on the screen, so he had no choice but to honestly look at the introduction on the screen.

[Open the roll call, the handwriting inside seems to have been infected by water, and it is almost impossible to read]

[Only the class log written by the shift leader can barely be read]

[January 18: One less today, why did things turn out like this?] 】

[February 27: It can't be less!] 】

[April 4: Chu Hang seems to know something, I should go to him and ask!] 】

The words on the screen stopped abruptly at this place, and Ziliang glanced at the fat man next to him with a little guilt: "Fat brother's class diary seems to be about the mysterious disappearance of people in a class......

And the name of "Chu Hang" was specially mentioned in the class log.

The fat man nodded: "Since this person has been named individually, we should start with this person." ”

"Since this is the roll call for many years," Ziliang paused, "Then Chu Hang should have graduated a long time ago, and no matter how bad it is, he should be in the third year of high school." ”

The fat man glanced at the time of the clock on the wall: "Don't worry, since this item specifically mentions Chu Hang, then he must have left some clues in this school, doesn't the book say that you can see the numbers one and eight?" ”

Wen Yan Ziliang looked down at the mobile phone screen: "There are these two numbers, what are they combined...... Class 18 of high school? ”

"It can't be the eighth class of high school," the fat man pondered for a while, "or the eighteenth class of high school, the twenty-eighth class of high school, or something like that, but I think there may not be twenty-eight classes in the first year of high school here." ”

The fat man said as he looked in the direction of the office door: "Anyway, let's find the eighteenth class of high school first, and maybe we can find something." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Ziliang and wanted to walk in the direction of the door.

At this time, Ziliang had already put the roll call into the villain's backpack.

Although the office in the game has this roll call, it doesn't exist in reality, let alone a roll call, there is not a single piece of paper, and the cabinet is covered with a thin layer of dust, and it seems that there has been no letting go of things here for a while.

And at this moment, Ziliang noticed that the fat man who was pulling him suddenly stopped.

He looked at the fat man with some confusion, but saw that he was looking at the door with a strange, slightly terrifying look.

Ziliang also turned his head to look.

I saw that the door of the office was quietly pushed open at some point, and at this time, a pair of terrifying eyes were secretly looking at them through the gap.

At that moment, Ziliang was ready to jump off the building to escape.

But this is the first floor, and the anti-theft windows are firmly welded to the windows, and it is impossible for ordinary people to get out.

The fat man took a few steps back, swallowing his spit and staring at his eyes outside the door.

In this case, they should have turned around and ran, but at this time they were stuck in the office and had no way out.

Fortunately, the eyes outside didn't mean to come in, but in two seconds, the terrifying eyes disappeared in the doorway, and the two people in the office stopped for several seconds before they dared to move there twice.

Ziliang held the mobile phone in his hand tightly: "Fat brother, is that thing gone?" ”

The fat man nodded nervously: "Let's go." ”

As he spoke, he didn't forget to look down at the game screen, only to see that there was no change on the screen, and the game did not mention the terrifying eyes.

It's really strange.,The first few times a ghost appeared, the game would have an early warning.。

Ziliang approached the fat man and said, "Brother Fatty, you see that so far there are no other characters in our game screen except for their own characters and ghosts. ”

No matter how many classmates pass by, there are always only a few characters on the screen.

Ziliang was still analyzing the truth: "Since only us and the ghost have appeared in the game so far, and the thing that peeped at us just now did not appear in the game, does this mean that he is not a ghost?" ”

The fat man clapped his hands: "What you said makes so much sense, since only us and ghosts have appeared on this game screen, are we also ghosts if we round them off?" ”

Ziliang looked at the fat man silently: "Why do you always feel like you are sarcastic about me?" ”

The fat man straightened his chest slightly: "I don't mean that!" ”

After straightening his chest, the fat man shrank his head and looked in the direction of the door, when a gust of wind blew from the window, blowing the crack in the door a little wider.

There doesn't seem to be anything out there.

Seeing this, the talent pushed open the door in a doggy manner, and then slipped into the corridor, and the door opening that often appeared in the supernatural did not appear, and the two of them were very safe for the time being.

Ziliang even craned his neck to look around, as if he wanted to see where the thing that was staring at him just now had gone.

The fat man patted him: "Don't look around, Class 8 should be on the roof or the next floor of the roof, we have to climb up." ”

Climbing the stairs on a hot day was not a good experience, but the two still had to climb up desperately.

At this time, in the art museum, the weak willow did not help the wind and found another [strange painting]