In the cramped interrogation room, under the dim and flickering lights, two coalition police officers in black and red uniforms were burying their heads in the transcription, questioning one after another.

"Where were you when Sun Yu died?"

"My study room in the library......"

"How is he usually doing? Is there anything wrong? ”

"He used to be lively and laughing, but since a month ago he has been getting more and more silent...... Occasionally, I cry and laugh at the same time......"

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The transcript was quickly completed, and Su Bai walked out of the interrogation room in a trance, looked up at the somewhat gray sky outside the window, and took a deep breath.

Until now, his back was a little chilly.

We only met yesterday, and my roommate, who was so good and decent, died so suddenly and inexplicably!

And it's a weird suicide -

Knife by knife fell on his body, unaware of the pain, as if he was crazy enough to carve himself into a beautiful work of art!

If it weren't for the fact that the person in the next bedroom smelled the strong smell of blood and felt that something was wrong to take a look, I am afraid that he would not have known that this kind of death could be suicide?!

As soon as he walked out of the interrogation room, a man in his fifties in a brown plaid shirt and heavy glasses caught a glimpse of him and greeted him in a hurry.

He is Professor Zhang, the supervisor in charge of his thesis at the school, and he was officially accepted as a student not long ago, and he should have driven here immediately after receiving a notice from the Union police.

Professor Zhang patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "I heard that your roommate has just fallen out of love and is emotionally unstable, and the pressure of going to school is also quite high, maybe there is a little mental problem suddenly......"

Then he saw that his interest was not high, and he paused and said uneasily.

"Su Bai, you don't have to blame yourself too much, no one wants to see this kind of thing. If you have any psychological problems, you can tell me, I am very optimistic about your talent, especially the recent thesis is about to be completed, you must not have any problems! ”

If that paper on the culture of the old world can be successfully completed, it will have a great impact on Su Bai's future future, and he values it very much!

Su Bai smiled reluctantly: "Teacher Zhang, don't worry, I'll adjust my mood first, it won't affect the paper." ”

"That's good. You can tell me anything, don't do it alone. That Professor Zhang was still a little uneasy, "By the way, your current dormitory should be temporarily uninhabitable, I heard that your family is more difficult, this time I specially helped you apply for a new single dormitory, you can go back and pack up your things and move over." ”

"Thank you, teacher!"

Su Bai glanced at him gratefully.

After a few more words, Mr. Zhang received a temporary phone call, and after a few anxious words on the phone, he had to leave in a hurry apologetically.

As a professor of Gu Wen, he is usually very busy, but this time it is rare to find time to come.

Su Bai, who had regained his purity, exhaled, and looked through the glass at the buildings outside the crowded hall, as if he was familiar with it.

Speaking of things from the old world......

Isn't it the 21st century of the earth?

He smiled helplessly.

If we want to study the ancient world cultures that have been excavated as monuments, is there anyone more suitable than him, a time-traveler who has traveled from the earth in 2023 to this new world thousands of years later?

Chinese......

The square word is as obscure as a chaotic line to these new humans who can only speak the language of the New World Alliance, and it is extremely difficult to decipher a few words.

But in front of the traverser whose mother tongue is Chinese, these words are so naked in front of him, there is no secret to speak of!

As long as he wanted to and gave him a certain amount of time, it would not be difficult to decipher most of the ancient books that had been excavated in the world.

But because of his special situation, in order to seek the greatest benefits, of course he will not foolishly give away all his knowledge, but just pretend that he is a good student who suddenly has an interest in the old times and has a good talent, pretending to know half and half understanding, and slowly gaining the trust of others......

"It's a pity that no matter how much I research, it is impossible for me to return to the earth thousands of years ago......," he sighed, full of vicissitudes and helplessness.

After a while, when he received a message from a classmate on his mobile phone, he took a taxi back to school alone.

At this time, the seal downstairs of the dormitory has been removed, and the people who originally surrounded it have also dispersed, but some rumors continue to circulate among the student group.

“405……”

He hesitated as he walked up the old staircase to the familiar and unfamiliar dormitory door, and he didn't step in the rusty iron door.

Even though the room had been cleaned and the air was still filled with the smell of freshener, even if it was just the thought of the blood-soaked photo I saw in the school forum, my heart was a little hairy, and I couldn't wait to stay away from this place immediately.

He came back this time to pack his things, and he was about to leave the dormitory where he had lived for nearly four years.

Because of the shortage of medical expenses at home, he has been working and studying, and he has not gone out to rent a house to live like other people, until after the crossing, he realized that he could not make a lot of money by doing odd jobs, and he had no business acumen, so he took a gamble and showed his "unique" talent in an ancient literature class.

Thankfully, he got the bet right.

Professor Zhang values him very much, takes care of everything, and asks him to help with some ancient Chinese research and translation every month, and the remuneration is much stronger than doing odd jobs!

At least I have a lot of money for my own life and the money I send home.

The same is true for the new hostel arrangement.

So he really thanked Professor Zhang from the bottom of his heart.

With thoughts flowing in his heart, he calmed down, looked at the empty dormitory interior, shook his head secretly, and mustered up the courage to step in.

He didn't have many things, just an old second-hand laptop and a quilt and some old clothes and books.

And it seemed that he had arrived late, everyone else had already packed up and left almost early, and the dormitory, which had suddenly become empty, seemed so deserted, with three empty wooden beds on display, and even a crack leaked out of the unclosed window, and a gust of wind blew in, making him shiver subconsciously.

No one wants to live in this dead dormitory......

He flipped through his old style of mobile phone, the dormitory group had been silent since the accident, he wanted to say goodbye, but after a moment of hesitation, he turned off the phone.

It's just that just as he was packing his things, he suddenly inadvertently glanced at the sheets spread out on the bed with a sudden blush passing by.

"Blood?!"

He covered his mouth violently, only to feel a feeling of nausea in his stomach, and he almost didn't really vomit.

"I'm still losing this quilt......

He took a breath and beat a drum in his heart.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I'm going to have nightmares at night.

I don't know if it's good to find a teacher for reimbursement......

A good quilt costs more than 100 yuan, which is his food expenses for a week......

He secretly calculated the deposit at the end of the month.

But at this time.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of the pool of blood that seemed to move.

He looked down in a daze, thinking that he had misunderstood.

In an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Seeing the blood stain like a small red snake moving flexibly and quickly on the quilt, it was the part of his palm that was grasped in an instant.

Then he slammed into his palm!

"it!"

With a sharp pain that pierced his heart, Su Bai quickly let go of his hand, looked at his palm with a pale face, and staggered back two steps.

"Not a hallucination!"

The blood stains on the quilt were really gone, and there was an extra red spot on his palm!

"Hell yes!"

His hair stood on end, and in a panic, he wanted to turn around and escape from the dormitory, but just as he was about to lift his feet, he was horrified to find that his body couldn't move!

Every joint and flesh was like a rusty and rotten clockwork puppet, smelling of old oil, stiff and sluggish, and even breathing was much harder, and it was enough to move your fingers with all your might.

At the same time, the already gray sky became darker and darker, and an obscure and hazy fog began to spread in the dormitory, as if walking on the clouds, unable to distinguish between east and west, north and south.

The sounds of the students who were supposed to be talking and playing around were quickly withdrawn, and the whole space and time seemed to be confused into disordered lines, and the whole world was so dead and silent that it made people's hearts go hairy.

Only the sound of his own heart pounding violently can prove that he is still alive!

What's even more strange is that a clear and audible footsteps of crisp leather boots on the floor can be heard faintly in the distance, slowly approaching in this direction.

"Pop ......"

"Pop ......"

"That's not right...... Not leather boots......"

He woke up in horror.

It's more like the wriggling friction of some sticky huge tentacles on the floor, the viscous liquid dripping on the floor, and the weird sound caused by the occasional slight slapping makes him instantly creepy, and a biting chill climbs up his back!

Then came a strange, joyful, distorted, frightened murmur from the void, lingering in his ears, as if whispering some ulterior secret, and like a meaningless moaning struggle, which made people's heads ache.

Su Bai's eyes widened in horror, and he couldn't help but try to see the true face of the ghostly wriggling black shadow in the obscure mist.

It seemed to be getting closer and closer to itself, originally in the hallway, but now it should have reached the entrance to the dormitory.

Suddenly stopped.

Crunch......

The rusty iron door slowly pushed open.

A red light symbolizing his eyes swept through the mist, as if through infinite time and space and mist, and finally landed on him.