"What about people? Where did Xiaorou go?! Liu Wei suddenly panicked, and her heartbeat suddenly increased a lot, this was the first time she had seen the horror of ghosts.

Not only her, but even Lu Qing gasped. The ghost never appeared from beginning to end, but Mao Xiaorou, such a big living person, was still taken away under his nose.

"Mao Xiaorou shouldn't be dead yet." Dai Shikai looked at the time on the wall, there were still fifteen minutes before the countdown to death.

"She must have been captured by a ghost and brought back to school!" Lu Qing pushed open the door and was the first to rush out: "The first few dead people all died on campus, so Mao Xiaorou should be no exception." ”

The hotel they chose was not far from the school, and Lu Qing also made the most conservative plans at first. If Mao Xiaorou was caught by the ghosts in the end, then at least it would be quick to rush back to school from here.

"Liu Wei, think about it again, the message on the other end of the phone." Sitting in the taxi, Lu Qing asked anxiously: "The school is too big, and it is even more difficult to find Mao Xiaorou in ten minutes than to ascend to the sky." ”

"Who the hell is the man on the other end of the phone?" Dai Shikai couldn't help but ask: "As long as you can remember, then we should not be far from the truth!" ”

Liu Wei frowned, put her hands on her forehead, and held her head in deep thought.

Countless faces skimmed through her mind like marquees, and she tried to find a match among them, but all failed.

After all, she only heard this sentence on the other end of the phone at that time, and the time had been separated by three days. Although Liu Wei is smart, she is not one of those geniuses who has the ability to remember things. To put it bluntly, she's just an ordinary person.

The taxi quickly pulled up in front of the school.

Lu Qing opened the car door and urged Dai Shikai to get out of the car.

"The empty place should be the school's teaching building and other places, and now I don't have time, let's find it separately!" Lu Qing said and knocked on the door of the security room.

Liu Wei followed with a look of self-blame, Dai Shikai saw that she was preoccupied, and rarely opened his mouth to comfort: "It's okay, I don't blame you, after all, it's been so long." ”

Soon, a young security guard opened the door for him: "Professor Lu, you are back." ”

"yes." Lu Qing didn't care about being polite, and immediately called Dai Shikai and Liu Wei over.

When Liu Wei passed through the security room, suddenly, a familiar feeling came to her heart. At the same time, something seemed to pass through her mind quickly, and a face slowly appeared in her memory hall.

"I remember!"

She rushed to the young security guard and asked excitedly, "What about the uncle before?" It's the older one, where has he gone?! ”

When Lu Qing and Dai Shikai saw her reaction, they immediately understood that the male voice that Liu Wei heard on the phone was the voice of the middle-aged security guard before! No wonder Liu Wei has always felt that voice is very familiar, but she can't remember it.

Because she didn't know this security guard herself, the only one she had dealt with was today twice.

Being able to think of the identity of the security guard at this time is too timely for Lu Qing and the others!

"Brother Zhao, he's on patrol." Seeing the serious expressions of several people, the young security guard thought that something was wrong, and immediately ran to the table to look at the duty arrangement: "At this point in time, he should go to the backstage of the theater to check." ”

"Thank you!" When the three of them learned of each other's whereabouts, they immediately quickened their pace.

Liu Wei's university is one of the best colleges in the city, not only because of its strong faculty, but also because of its facilities. The school has a variety of clubs, and the drama club is one of them.

Every month, there are performances in the theater, and the school also chooses to carry out activities in the theater. Because there is a rehearsal today, the security guards are also preparing to go backstage to check whether the power supply of the electric switch is turned off, and the placement of some costumes and props.

Although there have been frequent cases of student deaths in schools recently, security guard Zhao Kuang is a bold man who never believes in ghosts and gods. As usual, he checked around the backstage himself, then went around to the front of the stage, and when he saw that nothing was unusual, he was ready to leave.

"Da" "Da" "Da"

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind him, because it was so loud in the empty theater.

"Who?" Zhao Kuang turned around and shone the flashlight in his hand behind him.

I saw that on the empty stage, a girl with heavy makeup appeared. One of her faces was white, but her lips were red as if they were about to drip blood. The girl was wearing a white tutu and stood quietly on the stage.

When the security guard's light shone on her, the girl suddenly hummed Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake", and then the whole person jumped lightly on the stage as if she was stunned.

"Students, are you still rehearsing so late?"

Zhao Kuang's inquiry fell on deaf ears to her, and the girl seemed to be immersed in her own world, not answering the security guard's questions at all.

Zhao Kuang had a strange feeling, although the dancing posture of the girl in front of him was beautiful, it looked so weird on this dark and unmanned theater stage. He even noticed that the floor of the stage was already stained with red plums, which were the blood that poured from the tips of the girls' shoes when they danced.

"Don't jump, you're hurt!" Although Zhao Kuang was a little scared, he still kindly stepped forward and tried to stop the other party.

And the moment his feet stepped up the steps, the girl suddenly stopped moving, turned her head mechanically, and stared directly at Zhao Kuang.

Zhao Kuang was frightened by her eyes, and then, he immediately recognized it: "You, aren't you the female student who left the school tonight?" Just now, the other party was wearing heavy makeup and couldn't recognize it from a distance, but now when he got closer, Zhao Kuang found that this girl was the girlfriend of the deceased during the day.

"This is it!" Liu Wei pointed to the building in front of her: "That building is the theater." ”

Lu Qing glanced at the time, 9:20.

"The last three minutes!" He and Dai Shikai couldn't take care of Liu Wei anymore, and the two of them sped up and quickly left her behind.

Zhao Kuang had never seen such a terrifying look, he originally kindly stepped forward to dissuade the girl, but under the gaze of the other party, he didn't dare to step forward.

And the girl showed a grim smile to herself, and walked to the other side of the stage with stiff limbs like a puppet being manipulated. Zhao Kuang saw that there was a mobile phone on the ground and a sharp utility knife.

After the girl turned on her phone, she picked up the knife, and then under his gaze, she directly raised the knife and stabbed it into her neck.

"Woo la......" Blood splattered out suddenly, accompanied by Zhao Kuang's frightened shout, the girl increased the strength in her hand, changed the knife in her left hand, and turned around her neck fiercely.

"Knock"

When Lu Qing and Dai Shikai pushed the door open, they only saw the heart-rending screams of the security guards and the heads slowly rolling off the stage.

At 9:23 p.m. on May 9, Mao Xiaorou: Death.

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