At night, the lights in the communication room are like candles in a cave, faintly reflecting the shadows on the wall.

The shadow picked up a string of scraps of metal on the table and slowly got up, opened the door with a flashlight, and came out.

The uncle of the communication room is surnamed Zhang, and his name is very strange, called Zhang Gu. He was not tall, about 1.65 meters, and his waist was seriously bent, like an ostrich with his neck extended. The silver filaments scattered on his head look like tropical plants in the light of the light. It's just that every time Gu Zhiming goes to the communication room, the old man's eyes always give me a kind feeling.

Gu Zhiming secretly observed, Lao Zhangtou got up to patrol little by little, he quietly followed behind the uncle, and saw very clearly that the key was hanging on his waist, so he cautiously shuttled through the woods next to him.

I saw Lao Zhangtou arrive at the fork in the center of the school and suddenly stopped. Gu Zhiming shuddered unprepared, and the leaves rustled, so frightened that he quickly squatted down.

Lao Zhangtou seemed to hear Gu Zhiming's voice, and immediately turned around to look around. He has always been sluggish, but now he is like a predatory black eagle. I saw him walking towards this side with a flashlight.

Gu Zhiming knew that something big was not good, so he had to hide quietly in the grass and didn't dare to make a sound, his legs were weak, his heart was beating faster, and his brain was blank.

At that moment, a black cat sprang out of the grass not far from him, barked with its tail upright, and ran off into the distance.

Uncle Zhang's expression relaxed, took the flashlight, and turned to leave.

Gu Zhiming was relieved, took a deep breath, and finally escaped. While thanking the sudden black cat, he wanted to cry without tears for his weakness and timidity. Although he escaped a catastrophe, the next scene in front of him made him shudder and unbelievable.

Lao Zhangtou walked a few more meters forward and finally stopped in the middle of the path.

Suddenly, it was like he had had a stroke! In the dimness, by the moonlight, I found that he suddenly began to writhe his rickety body and turn his head as if he had been enchanted. The neck leaning forward kept swaying from side to side. At that moment, he was like a dancing chicken, stepping on strange dance steps and twisting his strange body.

In the dark middle of the night, this scene is really terrifying. This night was destined to be Gu Zhiming's nightmare, in the empty center of the entire school, an old man in his sixties and seventies, twisting his body in a devilish posture, shaking his head. The silence of the night made him feel like he had traveled to another dimension.

Through the moonlight, Gu Zhiming looked at the face full of traces of time, but now he was extremely excited, as if he had been injected with stimulants, lost his sense of self, like a crazy animal.

Gu Zhiming swallowed his saliva, all this is really incredible, unbelievable, this posture ......

That's right! Could this be the urban legend of the United States, the Devil Slider Man! That weird dancing, writhing body in the dark night, makes people shudder.

The people on the mural danced the same way.

Lose your marbles?! The world is crazy!

For an honest and rigid person like Gu Zhiming, what has happened recently is incredible! His worldview is constantly being squeezed into pieces and reassembled.

The old man seemed to be tired of jumping, and stopped panting, and a smile appeared on his face reflected in the moonlight, and he touched the key from his arms, and then turned around, thinking about the other side.

Gu Zhiming quickly hidden, the fright he gave him just now was indeed not small. He recognized that it was the direction of the medical school library, in other words, Lao Zhangtou was walking towards the archives

Uncle Zhang was tired from jumping on the ground just now, so he walked slowly, and finally arrived in front of the library and stopped. I saw him take the key in his hand, open the door, turn on the faint lamp in the room, and read something. Miraculously, the key he didn't carry on his body after opening the door, and it was still hanging on the door.

This is a great opportunity! Gu Zhiming wanted to take away the key hanging on the door while he was not paying attention. Just when he was about to move, Uncle Zhang seemed to sense my presence, suddenly pulled out the key on the door, put it in his pocket at once, and turned off the light. Use the faint phone light to continue flipping through the information.

The last hope is gone, and there are more mysteries.

That weird dance, what did Lao Zhangtou go to the archives to check again? Gu Zhiming continued to squat at the door, feeling that this was also a clue, maybe this matter had something to do with this old man.

A long time has passed, and he is still wearing reading glasses, turning the pages little by little, and the corners of his wrinkled mouth are like wriggling earthworms.

Gradually, even the lights of the mobile phone dimmed. It was pitch black inside.

Gu Zhiming wondered, what was going on inside?

I wanted to rush in and have a look, but I never had the courage.

He's been backing up in his heart, he's had experienced enough this night, forget it. Besides, I already know a possible clue to this uncle. Go back and talk about it tomorrow.

In this entanglement, he gritted his teeth and persevered for a while, and finally left the library.

Finally, a sleepless night passed.

The silence of the night finally faded in the light of dawn.

For Gu Zhiming, it ushered in a bigger accident.

Uncle Zhang is dead...

That's right, he died. Dead in the archives, his eyes gouged out, his mouth wide open, like an eyeless monster trying to devour everything. His fragile and old body was torn apart.

The person who found it was Yang Qianxue, who said that when she went to the library in the morning, she saw the door of the archives on the first floor open, and she walked in while wondering.

In the quiet of the morning, a piercing scream almost resounded throughout the library, and more and more people gathered, teachers, school leaders, police, and ambulances almost surrounded them.

Gu Zhiming saw Yang Qianxue who was being questioned in the crowd, and saw that her always white and warm face had become iron blue and bloodless, her lips were purple, her eyes were distracted, and her eyes were full of teardrops, looking pitiful, pursed her mouth, and her hands were always covered in front of her chest, like a little white rabbit who had received grievances and fright.

He immediately ran over.

"What's going on? Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with him? Gu Zhiming patted Yang Qianxue's shoulder casually, which was to comfort her not to be afraid.

"It's just... That's the one today... I saw it as soon as I came in the morning....." she said tremblingly. Gu Zhiming could probably guess the two words she couldn't say out of fear - corpse.

The horrific corpse made many people unbearable to look at directly, and many people in the crowd ran out to vomit and blush.

The police finally decided: this is a case of corpse mutilation!

Who is the murderer? Who got into that room yesterday. Why kill him? It seems that the man who killed him is the key to the mystery.

After comforting Yang Qianxue, Gu Zhiming returned to the dormitory and became scared at first. If he had walked a little later last night, he might have been broken into thousands of pieces, and this morning he should have seen two lumps of minced meat piled there, intestines and hearts scattered all over the ground, and rivers of blood.

After marking the scene, the police took the body away. Upon study, the corpse had a large number of claw marks on it, as if it were the claws of some kind of animal, and the depth of each scratch was surprisingly striking.

Gu Zhiming thought about the bloody one-eyed head that Sun Cheng said, and this time the eyes of the deceased also disappeared.

The police cordoned off the scene and began questioning everyone who had seen him recently. The most amazing thing is that the surveillance in the archives is actually out of order? And there is no trace of vandalism, when the lights go out at night, all the cameras are abandoned and out of order, and only the screen is full of snowflakes.

Why is that? Both the teacher and the police tried their best to say that it was artificial, but they couldn't prove it at all. It's like a parent trying to tell their children how pure and immaculate the world is, but the reality leaves everyone speechless.

Supernatural, supernatural forces.

This was the final answer in everyone's hearts at that time.

The scene of the deceased was secured, several police cars were parked at the door, and the door to the archives room was open. The police have been investigating, and when we were called for questioning, Gu Zhiming was tight-lipped because he had been hiding in the grove that night, so fortunately he was not caught by the monitor. Many of the papers in the archival tube were stained with blood and were transferred to the study room upstairs of the library

This incident caused a lot of trouble in the school, because of the tragedy of the deceased and the unauthenticity of the matter, the media made a big book, and it became a hot topic among the surrounding people for a while.

Taking advantage of the fact that the school could not solve the case, he relaxed the management of the file, and Gu Zhiming sneaked into the study room at night when there was no one.

Even at night, when it was extremely hot, he tiptoed into the library and led the way with the headlight of his mobile phone.

You know, he came here at great risk, and he mustered up the courage to get out. He knew very well in his heart that there were many mysteries about the matter, and it was very likely that his remains would be what he would see in the study room tomorrow.

Many people have lived in a black and white world since childhood, life is like a coin toss, the positive side is arrogance, the negative side is inferiority, most people are wandering between the positive and negative sides, the dust has settled, it must be extreme. Self-confidence is, after all, just a concoction.

Gu Zhiming, who has always been timid and afraid of things, is now so determined, and the coin that has always been reversed has been forcibly turned over by him for the first time.

In the dark corridor, he instantly burst with confidence, and felt as if he had become the master of this darkness.

At this moment, a gust of wind whined outside the window. Blowing made Gu Zhiming cover his mouth, and he had a feeling as if something was staring at him. Gu Zhiming instantly felt a chill in his neck, and a stream of hot blood poured up from under his body, and his cheeks were hot.

"Ahh Yes! A voice quickly irritated the nerves in his ears.

He was in a hurry in fright, looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a crow in the trees outside flapping its wings and screaming at the traffic light and flew away.

He breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and thought: Is it that I am thinking too much, it is not so bizarre and mysterious at all, maybe it is Zhang Dayou who has an enemy, and he is only aimed at him. He dances because he has ADHD and is afraid that others will see him, so he vents alone at night.

He continued to think in an ambiguous way: Maybe the urban demon was a story made up by an American, and the suicide note was written by a nervous disorder, what about the mural? It's an ancient totem, painted with everything.

Everything was originally a coincidence, but because it was too weird, it became a mystery.

What about the father? may just be enchanted by experiments, and that Lu Xiaochuan, his father's assistant, is just stealing some of his achievements. And my father left it to me.

Hahaha......

Gu Zhiming felt that he was really a genius

Everything was solved, and he said these words from his mouth at once, with a sense of relief, but more like a poison that paralyzed himself.

At this moment, a voice came from upstairs, and yes, it was two people talking......