Chapter 41: Scarlet in the School Office Building

I ran into the school's office building, and when I entered, I was confronted by a white sculpture.

I stopped, looked up, and looked.

This is a sculpture of a pair of teachers and students, it should be a stone sculpture. On the left, a female teacher dressed in white stretched out her left hand and touched the head of a girl standing to her right, holding a stack of books in her right hand; The girl on the right has pigtails and a stack of homework books in her hand. Both the teacher and the student were smiling, and they looked really happy and warm.

I was also infected by this warmth, and I looked at this statue stupidly, and I didn't want to leave for a long time.

There are still many beautiful and warm things in the world! Did Mary and I ever be so warm before?

Mary? The thought of the name makes my heart ache again.

But suddenly, the hall suddenly became dark.

I was stunned, looked up, looked again, and was taken aback.

The reason for this darkness is not that the lights in the hall have gone out, but that the white sculpture has suddenly become black!

I rubbed my eyes, but the statue was still black.

Not only that, but when I saw the statue, I almost screamed in fright!

I saw that the female teacher on the left side of the statue, who was originally dressed in white, turned out to be a man dressed in black! His left hand actually grabbed the neck of the schoolgirl on the right, but in his right hand, he was holding a knife!

Just when I was stunned, suddenly, the statue changed back to the way it was just now, still white, still the same happy teacher and student.

Am I hallucinating again?

I blinked vigorously, but the statue didn't change anymore.

What's wrong with me? Could it be that it was because I saw the records of the cases of those female students who had their throats cut in the archives of the police station, so I thought of this terrible thing?

I looked at it a few more times, and the statue was still motionless, nothing had changed.

However, I was still scared and couldn't help but shiver.

I looked down at myself again, and I was still wearing the white leather jacket and white cotton pants, and under my feet, there were white leather boots. The white of this body is the same as the white of the statue, snow white, but there is a certain paleness in it.

I didn't dare to look at the statue anymore, so I bowed my head and walked around it.

However, after walking over, I couldn't help my curiosity and secretly looked back again.

Suddenly, I saw that just behind the statue, on the ground, there were two crooked English words written in red pen!

When I saw those two English words, I was stunned and my pores stood up.

THE TWO ENGLISH WORDS WRITTEN ON THE GROUND TURNED OUT TO BE "HELP ME" (HELP)!

Help me? Who wrote this?

At this moment, suddenly, I heard a noise, and it was coming from the statue.

I was stunned for a moment, and when I looked up, I found that the female teacher on the right side of the statue (on my left when I came in) had turned her head back.

When she turned her head, I was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Suddenly, the statue of the female teacher grinned at me!

Am I not mistaken? This statue can actually laugh?

I was stunned, but what was even more frightened was the next scene.

The female teacher who turned her head, her white eyes slowly turned black, and those were black pupils, just like people!

Then, from those black pupils, suddenly tears dripped from them, black tears.

The tears fell to the ground one by one, and they were hitting the red handwriting of "HELP ME" on the ground. Slowly, the handwriting of those two words dimmed little by little.

I was terrified, spread my legs, and ran towards the building.

It's terrifying, there are ghosts in this place!

However, I had barely run a few steps when I tripped over something and fell.

I got up and found that the thing that had tripped me was a small chair. I set the little chair aside, but just as I turned around, suddenly, in the aisle in front of me, a dark figure appeared!

The black shadow just shook for a moment, and then disappeared immediately.

Then, I heard footsteps on the stairs leading to the second floor!

Click, click, click! How could the footsteps be so familiar?

The man in black, yes, that's the sound of the man in black's black leather boots! Could it be that the black shadow in front of you is the man in black?

The thought of the man in black terrified me.

Forget it, I'd better get out of here as soon as possible, the farther away from that guy as possible.

But just as I was about to turn back, suddenly, I found that just ahead, on the ground, there was a pile of red handwriting.

I stepped forward, looked at it, and was stunned.

ON THE GROUND, TWO MORE ENGLISH WORDS WRITTEN IN RED INK APPEARED - "HELP ME"!

I looked back at the white statue over there. However, there seems to be no writing behind the statue. And the female teacher to the right of the statue did not turn her head back.

Strange, I just saw that this handwriting was behind the statue, why did I blink an eye and run to the front?

I TOOK A CLOSER LOOK, AND ALTHOUGH IT WAS THE SAME TWO WORDS, IT WAS CLEAR THAT THE "HELP ME" HERE WAS MUCH NEATER THAN BEFORE. Moreover, the red color seems to be even more vivid, as if it has just been written.

Not only that, but in front of these two words, in the aisle, there is a long red arrow that stretches forward. In front, there is a staircase leading to the second floor.

Could it be that the person who wrote "HELP ME" seems to be telling others: where to save yourself?

I lowered my head again, but I always felt that something was wrong with the red ink.

Strange, why is this red ink so vivid?

I stretched out my finger, dipped it in a little red ink, and put it to my nose, but it didn't smell right.

This is not the smell of ink, this is obviously the smell of blood!

That is, these two words, not written in ink, but on the ground by someone in blood!

Yes! Could it be that someone was injured and used the blood on his body to write a cry for help, and also marked his direction and location?

My first instinct, of course, was to find this person who asked for help.

However, I thought of the woman's cry for help that I heard at the entrance of the school-run factory.

No, you can't be fooled, this must be another bait! Besides, the man in black is upstairs, and if I go up like this, isn't it tantamount to throwing myself into the net?

I was scared, I hesitated, and my heart began to fight fiercely.

Should I save the person who asked for help? What if it wasn't a trap, but a murder that was happening, would I just sit on the sidelines and walk away?

In my mind, I suddenly remembered what the statue would look like when it turned black.

The man in the statue raised the knife in his hand! The knife, in the darkness of the night, flashed with cold light! The schoolgirl, on the other hand, had her eyes wide open, and there was a look of horror in her eyes.

Suddenly, the man in the statue grinned, picked up the knife and stabbed the schoolgirl in the chest.

Blood dripped down the schoolgirl's chest and onto the ground. She fell, and at the last moment of her fall, I saw her use her trembling fingers to write the last blood book on the ground - "HELP ME"!

Yes! I was startled, and I woke up from the terrible hallucination I had just had.

I looked back, and the statue was still standing.

There's no way I'm going to walk away, what if that terrible thing really happened here? Am I willing to let an innocent victim die under the knife of that gangster?

No, I can't go, I'm going to stop this from happening!

I, but I'm a man, I have to protect those innocent girls, and I can't let them die under that gangster's knife anymore!

When I think of this, I muster up courage and am full of strength to do what is right.

I fumbled in my pocket, and luckily, my pistol and flashlight were still there.

I touched the ring again, took it out, and looked at it.

On that ring, the severed finger, it still looks so shocking!

No, I can't let those weak women suffer! I'm a man, I'm going to be brave! Besides, what's so scary about the man in black, or the wanted man? I also have a gun, I have a gun, what am I afraid of him?

So, I followed the direction of the bloodstained arrow, followed the staircase, and went up to the second floor.

I went up to the second floor, but there was no light here, and it was pitch black. I pressed the hallway light, but the hallway light on the second floor was broken.

I had no choice but to use a flashlight and walk forward step by step in the dark second-floor corridor.

In the hallway on the second floor, there was silence, and all I could hear was my own breathing and heartbeat.

As I walked, suddenly, I heard something, it was from the other end of the aisle!

I stopped, held my breath, and the flashlight shone at the place where the sound came from!

Could it be that the man in black has reappeared?

I suddenly realized something and immediately turned off my flashlight.

I can't reveal my position, if the man in black sees the flashlight, won't I be exposed?

As the light of the flashlight went out, the entire corridor fell into darkness. In an instant, the place became silent.

However, the voice rang out again, it was the sound of footsteps!

I pricked up my ears, my nerves tensed, and my pistol tightened.

The footsteps were getting closer, but it didn't seem to be the snapping sound of the black leather boots of the man in black stepping on the ground.

The sound of the footsteps sounds a little crisp, this seems to be the sound of a woman's high heels?

Yes, it's not the footsteps of a man's boots, it's the sound of high heels!

However, at this time, how could there be a woman's footsteps in this building······