There was no class in the afternoon, and Zheng Pei slept fullly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info's full spirit allows him to quickly adjust his life. After dinner, Zheng Pei used his free time in the library to finish his homework and preview the content to be studied in the next lesson. Moreover, Zheng Pei, who has no other hobbies, has become a kind of relaxation for him under such great pressure in life.

Before you know it, night has fallen. As the students in the library left one after another, Zheng Pei pushed a cart full of books, checked the subjects on the shelves, and put the returned books back into the shelves. Although the work is very boring, his heart is very calm at the moment. Some doubts in the building kept popping up in his mind last night: What did the thief steal? How would the manager handle this? Most importantly, what happened during the time he fainted that made him feel so frightened? Zheng Pei has always felt that he is not a timid person, and when he was in the village, he was also known for his boldness. But what really happened the moment he fell last night? He was indulged in fear!

In any case, Zheng Pei felt that he had to find out the truth of the matter.

When I fell asleep at night, there were only sporadic lights around the Cheng Sheng Building, and the bustling streets during the day were now only occasionally chirping one or two insects. Old man Zhang didn't say anything when he saw Zheng Pei, but just told him that no one had found the lost property today, so that he could rest assured. Hearing the news, Zheng Pei's uneasiness and guilt calmed down slightly. He put away his school bag, took the keys and flashlight, and with a trace of unhappiness and worry lingering in his heart, he stood at the door of the building and took a deep breath, pushed the door in, and rushed into the battlefield like a soldier who looked at death as if he were at home.

It was almost eleven o'clock now, and the people who had gone to work in the building had long since left, leaving only darkness mixed with cold air to dormant in every space. Zheng Pei carefully inspected from the first floor to the fifth floor, and did not find any unusual noises or traces. But he himself has an obvious feeling, that is, the further he goes, the colder his body becomes, and this cold feeling does not wrap Zheng Pei like the cold air in winter, but gradually emanates from his own body from the inside out. Zheng Pei felt like a radish placed outside in winter, it looked pretty good on the surface, but it was already a big ice lump inside.

Because of last night's experience, Zheng Pei didn't actually want to come to the sixth floor, and the stagnant air here seemed to be impenetrable even by the light of a flashlight, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. But out of a sense of responsibility for his work and an instinctive rebellion against the dangerous environment, Zheng Pei still had to inspect the sixth floor. Everything was as usual, Zheng Pei silently comforted himself in his heart. When he passed by the women's toilet, he deliberately swept the corner of his eye, it was quiet inside, and even the faucet was turned off well. Heaven fulfills people's wishes, and there is nothing unusual.

However, there seems to be something a little different. In the mirror outside the women's toilet, Zheng Pei seemed to see some mist like smoke and clouds, slowly flowing in wisps, sometimes gathering and sometimes drifting, as if they were alive fish swimming there. Zheng Pei didn't understand why there was such a cloud of smoke, but in addition to wondering, he was more vigilant, maybe the thief was nearby, or just here.

Zheng Pei dodged into the women's toilet and used a flashlight to quickly check every corner of a possible hierarch.

There was nothing, the surroundings were still quiet, only Zheng Pei's own rapid gasps and heartbeats seemed abrupt and weird.

Zheng Pei grabbed the flashlight and slowly walked into the inner room of the women's toilet, carefully inspecting every corner with the light, disappointed but also reassuring him, there was no trace of Tibetans here.

Maybe it's your own dazzle? When he went out, Zheng Pei deliberately glanced back at the mirror, and sure enough, there was no fog in it just now. Zheng Pei felt that he should not have rested enough, and he was in a trance. Now only the seventh floor has not been seen, after the inspection, maybe you can go down and rest, Uncle Zhang's spirit looks very good today, or when he is on duty, he can lie on the table and rest.

Zheng Pei loosened his hand, the fingers that were holding the flashlight because of nervousness just now felt a pinprick like a tingling pain, shook his wrist, let out a long breath, his whole tense body relaxed, and walked out of the women's toilet.

Perhaps, it's just that you're suspicious, right?