Even Lemon itself can't explain this phenomenon...... She has a far more intuition about hunters, which has no sensory information such as sight, smell, hearing, touch, etc., and there is no guidance on clues such as images, smells, sounds, etc., as long as a hunter is close to the lemon, the girl will have an indescribable uneasiness in her heart, and the closer the hunter is, the stronger the uneasiness in the lemon's heart, as if there is some special connection between her and the hunter...... The end brain calls this connection a "ghostly sixth sense", and without any information or premise, Lemon can always detect the existence of the hunter before anyone else. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sometimes it doesn't even come out of nowhere, but she's never been wrong.

Lemon was awakened from her sleep this morning, her inexplicable heart palpitations made her almost unsteady with her knife, the girl immediately contacted the colonel, although the safe zone had not been attacked for a long time, Sean still ordered to enter a state of secondary alert, and then the end brain found the predators who had infiltrated the academy.

Other words...... Lemon was the one who first foresaw the attack.

Lemon walks down the hallway with a knife in her hand, trying to suppress her heartbeat, which is why she is alone in this abandoned school building, which attracts her...... That inexplicable connection brought her here.

Just like the scent of flowers attracts bees, no...... It should be said that carrion is more appropriate to attract flies.

Lemon walks in the dark, sometimes feeling like she's not a monster killer, but a ghoul that smells rancid and bloody.

The light was dim all around, and the corridor stretched straight forward into the darkness of the night, and Lemon was expressionless, she was never afraid of the dark, just as a hunter was not afraid of the dark.

The night is the home of the hunters, and it is also her home turf.

That's why she's always dressed in black, the color loved by killers and assassins alike.

Lemon turned at the end of the hallway to go upstairs, and she searched floor by floor, so that the carpet search would not miss a classroom, and the girl was startled.

She heard the sound of something colliding, like a stone falling on the floor, just inside the door on the wall at the end of the hallway, the door was sealed, and the front of the door was littered with debris and rubble...... Lemon turned to look at the door, she almost missed it, this is a public toilet, there will be a toilet on each floor of the teaching building, the first floor, the third floor, the fifth floor is the women's toilet, the second floor, the fourth floor, the sixth floor is the men's toilet.

But this building has been abandoned for a long time, and the toilets and washrooms have long been abandoned, so who will stay in the public toilets of an abandoned building at this time?

Lemon was silent for a moment, and the long knife was unsheathed.

The girl stepped forward and gently pushed open the door to the toilet...... A strange thought suddenly popped into Lemon's heart, is this a men's or women's toilet?

Lemon subconsciously looked up at the sign on the edge of the door, the male and female signs were covered with thick dust, and it was no longer possible to see what was painted on it.

The girl shook her head and stooped through the door.

The public toilet was pitch black, and the five fingers could not be seen, Lemon pulled out a glow stick, wrung it and threw it in, the glow stick emitted a pale green light, bounced on the tiled floor, and rolled in the center of the toilet floor.

Then in the dim light of the glow sticks, Lemon surveyed her surroundings to see rows of wooden private rooms on one side of the toilet and urinals on the other...... It seems to be a men's bathroom.

Lemon carried the knife and walked in, most of the wooden doors in the toilet room were damaged, the hinges fell off, the door panel was tilted and drooped to the side, and some wooden doors even had obvious chopping marks, Lemon could see at a glance that it was a scar from the axe, and the broken wooden thorns penetrated out of the section, and the wooden door made of plywood could not withstand the attack of such a heavy weapon as the axe, and an adult could cut through such a thin wooden board at will.

Immediately afterwards, the girl saw the black traces of the splash...... It appears that this building has also been attacked in the past.

Lemon didn't have any idea, because these traces were left decades ago, and there were inches of dust on them, and even if there was a horrific massacre in this building, it would not help her.

Step by step, the girl went deeper, and there was a dead silence all around, and the footsteps were slightly dull.

Lemon stopped in front of the door of the last private room, the only toilet room with a closed door, and the girl was silent for a long time before lifting the knife and inserting it into the crack of the door, then slashing it down.

There was a crisp crash, and a scream.

Lemon pushed open the wooden door, and in the dim light, she could see a young girl in blue overalls huddled on the toilet seat with her head in her hands, trembling like chaff, the girl was pale and soaked, her brown hair sticking to her cheeks, and her face was stained with tears.

Lemon frowned slightly, through her clothes, she could tell that this girl should be someone from the academy, most likely the nearby gardener who was in charge of mowing the lawn and shrubs, and when the alarm sounded, she was overly frightened, and fled into the abandoned school building in a panic, and then went into the toilet to hide, Lemon looked down, and sure enough, she saw a pair of branch shears leaning against her hand...... It seems that he is a very stupid person, and he didn't forget to bring the scissors when he ran for his life.

"Who are you? Why is it here? Lemon asked.

"I ...... I'm ...... I'm ...... I ......" The girl's lips trembled, she was obviously so frightened that she almost went into shock, and now her mind was blank, and she couldn't finish a sentence.

"No need to speak." Lemon said, "You're safe." ”

The girl nodded tremblingly.

"Come out with me." Lemon didn't want to waste any more time, she leaned over and held out her hand, "I'll get you to safety." ”

"No—" the girl exclaimed, dodging Lemon's hand, "I, I, I...... I don't...... Get out ......."

Lemon was stunned.

"I ...... I...... I'm not going out...... Don't go out......" The girl muttered as she held her head and slowly curled up, her face pale and her pupils dilated, and she looked a little delirious.

"It's dangerous here." Lemon reminder.

"Outside...... Outside...... It's more dangerous out there...... More dangerous......" The girl turned her head to look at Lemon, her eyes blank, like a paper figure with a vacant gaze, her cheeks twitched, and she slowly stretched out her finger to Lemon's back, "Outside...... ...... outside"

"What's out there?"

"Ghosts." The girl looked at Lemon with wide eyes, her hair was messy, and at that moment she looked like a miserable white female ghost, "There are ghosts...... There are ghosts ......."

Lemon suddenly had a terrible thought in her heart, she reached out and grabbed the back collar of the girl's dress, and touched it hard, it felt thick and sticky.

Lemon's heart shrunk, and she withdrew her hand to her eyes, clear mucus running between her fingers, looking like glue.

But she couldn't be more familiar with it...... This is the saliva of a hunter.

Lemon took a deep breath, tightened the knife in her hand, and pressed the headphones.

"Hummingbird Hunt Team, Task Specialist Lemon...... Discover the target and now start the hunt. ”