Everyone who was asked had fear on their faces, and they told me that after staying in the class for a long time, they would naturally know everything.

But I don't have that much time.

The dark power hidden in that vacancy is constantly luring the students to sit in the center, and then brutally kill them. The school is powerless to stop it, and neither can the police. Even if the old fifth-class classroom is blocked again and again, even if the police are sent to wait in the fifth-class classroom 24 hours a day.

But once it's past 1 a.m., new corpses will appear in the middle of the classroom. The police had long sensed that something was wrong, and they no longer had the luxury of catching the murderer. The officers on the night shift every day are also always terrified, and they don't know if they will die because of this.

In fact, the real fear is all the teachers and students of Class 5, they are afraid every day, afraid that they will die tomorrow night. But they didn't dare to change schools and leave. I suspect that they may have already known the fact that once they change schools, they will die without suspense because of some channel.

Children who survive under high pressure are more competitive when they reach society. No wonder the old man claimed in the report to me a few days ago that most of the students who walked out of the fifth class of Nanxun High School in the past have made extraordinary achievements, except for some who have gone crazy.

However, the teachers and students of Class 5 had never suffered such a great pressure of death. And I, too, have palpitations. That thing certainly didn't let itself go, it was 'playing' with my will, breaking my nerves little by little. It watched my every move in the dark. It's waiting for me to go crazy, or kill Yuan Mengchen in order to survive. If I wear out its patience, it will crawl out of the darkness again and kill me.

My time is really running out.

So on the night the third student was killed, I bought two plane tickets to Harbin and took Yuan Mengchen to Echeng in Heilongjiang to look for clues.

Since Yuan Mengchen and I were thrown into a strange space when we met, the space was marked with the words G102 National Highway 1375. There must be a reason for it, although both in my memory and through inquiries have proved that China's National Highway 102 is only 1,297 kilometers long. But what else, that's our only hope after all.

After nearly four hours of flight, after 2 o'clock in the morning, our feet set foot on the land of Harbin. Without much hesitation, we found a car rental company with a reservation, drove an off-road vehicle, bought a lot of survival necessities, and drove directly to the national highway.

I have made up my mind, for the sake of the lives of the students of Class 5, and for the sake of our lives. If you don't find the relationship between that vacancy and the G102 national highway, you will never go back.

Of course, if you can't find it, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back.

Harbin to Echeng is only more than 80 kilometers, the national highway has just been repaired, very easy to walk. Even if it was a night road, it only took two and a half hours to reach the end of the G102 national highway.

I drove up to the milestone marked with G1021297, turned on my headlights, and got out of the car silently. When you step on the concrete pavement, the air around you is cold. Theoretically, although 'spring' has already begun, Heilongjiang is colder than other places. When I came, I specially checked the weather conditions, and the snow showers turned cloudy tonight, with a maximum temperature of minus 8 degrees.

"It's cold." Yuan Mengchen got out of the car and walked to me in a thick winter jacket: "This is the end of National Highway 102?" ”

"Not bad." I nodded, looking around. Heilongjiang is the granary of the mainland, and most of the country's grain is produced here. And Echeng is a key city for grain production. The view of the place is very good, a flat river. Therefore, standing on a high place, you can see far away very clearly. But I wasn't standing high, and my view was obscured by the grass and snow on both sides of the national highway.

After a few steps to the edge of the road, I pulled a grass stalk and put it in the palm of my hand to look at it carefully, and I looked up: "The variety of these grasses is not quite the same as what I saw in that strange space. ”

"Didn't you say that you were at the end of the road? But the front can still be driven, where does it lead if you continue to go forward? Yuan Mengchen pointed ahead and asked, G102 turned to the left not far ahead.

"That's a provincial road, not a national highway." I replied, "Actually, this section of the national highway belongs to Gaowa Village, which is located at the end of National Highway 102 and has more than 500 villagers. Before the construction of National Highway 102, the road under our feet has always been the official road of the Qing Dynasty. It seems that the national highway was built along the official road formed hundreds of years ago, and the construction stopped at 1,297 kilometers because there were not many villages and counties in front of it. ”

"You mean, we're looking for the original official highway from the past, not the current national highway?" Yuan Mengchen is not stupid, he can understand it at one point.

"102 is only 1,297 kilometers, and in that strange space, the length of the national highway is 1,375 kilometers. There is a difference of 78 kilometers between the two. I've been looking up what exactly is in the middle of this distance lately, and it turns out that it's not hard to find. I took out a map from earlier this year, flipped to one of the pages, and pointed it to her: "Look. At the end of the national highway where we are now, the 1,297-kilometer section belongs to the territory of Gaowa Village. There is only one village closest to Gaowa Village, which is called Xiawa Village. The distance between the two villages is only 59 kilometers in a straight line. Considering that it is located in a plain, a flat river, and the fact that it is impossible to build a straight road like the current highway during the Qing Dynasty, it is normal to have a straight line difference of 19 kilometers. So if the two villages are connected by road, they are exactly 78 kilometers apart. ”

"Our destination is that Xiawa Village?" Yuan Mengchen's eyes lit up.

"I'm not sure about this, I won't know until I go specifically." I was noncommittal: "Get in the car, let's go to Gaowa Village for a night." Wait until you have asked for the way to Xiawa Village before continuing to walk. ”

Yuan Mengchen sneezed and got into the car with me. She sat in the co-pilot's seat, holding her head in her hands, not knowing what she was pondering. Suddenly, she turned her head to look at me: "Ye is silent, what kind of person did you say that the unjust soul hidden in the vacancy of the fifth class was before his death?" ”

"Why are you sure it's a ghost?" I asked rhetorically.

"If it's not an unjust soul, why is it occupying that empty seat?" The sexuality is as eccentric as a child, and those who have sat in their place will be killed. If you are not satisfied, you will be killed. Even if others transfer schools and classes, they still have to be killed. Yuan Mengchen seemed to remember something, and suddenly said: "You say, will it be a child when it dies, so it is also very willful after death."

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