So far, there is only one ghost behind this bloody door, Zheng Shaofeng, and there is no conclusion as to whether the disobedient students in the small black room are ghosts or monsters.

But what Ning Qiushui can be sure of is that it must be a ghost who is staring at him now.

And he has been completely locked by the other party.

The cold aura that belonged to the ghost continued to spread outward along that arm, and almost instantly, it enveloped Ning Qiushui's whole body!

But it was not the first time that Ning Qiushui had encountered a ghost, his experience had become rich and sophisticated, and before entering this utility room, he had already held the photo of the lady in black tightly in his hand!

If the ghost does something to him this time, the ghost weapon will be triggered, and he will be able to escape from the utility room.

"Is it Zheng Shaofeng?"

Ning Qiushui's expression was calm and he asked.

"What's going on with you and Huang Tingting?"

"On March 21st, Huang Tingting was locked up in a small black room, and you committed suicide by jumping off the building, did you agree?"

"I found a note in your previous dormitory that was not completely burned, with the handwriting left by Huang Tingting on it......"

He said a lot, but the owner of the arms on the top of his head did not respond, and the pale arms just shook and shook in front of him......

Ning Qiushui was not anxious, he continued:

"What do you want to do?"

"Have you been wronged in any way?"

"Need my help?"

The ghost above his head still didn't respond, but its hand didn't continue to approach Ning Qiushui, which made Ning Qiushui a little confused, in the past, once the ghost appeared, it either triggered some special plot, or it did something to them.

There has never been a time like this, and then there has been nothing done.

Could it be because it wanted to do it to itself, but was stopped by its own ghost weapon?

Thinking of this, Ning Qiushui raised his head directly!

As far as the eye could see, a person with a twisted head half-broken and still dripping blood was floating in the air, but its drooping eyes did not look at Ning Qiushui, but kept staring at the outside of the room.

Ning Qiushui followed its gaze and looked outside, and found that outside the door, there was a person standing at some point.

The other party was wearing a cleaner's costume with a weird smile on his face, and kept staring at Ning Qiushui.

"What class are you in?"

"I think it's class time......"

"What are you doing if you don't study hard and run around?"

As he spoke, he walked straight in.

Ning Qiushui didn't run away, but he didn't stand still and wait for death, the first thing he thought of was to cover the information on his clothes.

Each of them has a school card pinned to their chest on their school uniform, and their basic identity information is recorded on the school card, Ning Qiushui feels that this information cannot be captured by the other party, at least the school card cannot fall into the other party's hands, otherwise if the other party takes the school card to report, he will be in trouble!

In the student handbook of the college, there is a rule that cannot be violated.

[11. Be sure to appear in your seat during class, and violators will be dealt with seriously]

Again, this rule is specifically outlined with a red pen.

It is not difficult to see from the four words of serious handling that the consequences are very serious.

In general, you can only go to the toilet once with the permission of the class teacher during the class class, and if you are found in another place......

Ning Qiushui looked at the cleaners who kept walking towards him, and his heart sank to the bottom.

He held the school card tightly with one hand, while the other hand pinched the photo, ready to hit the cleaner at any time, and the cleaner didn't seem to see the ghost above Ning Qiushui's head at all, and was still approaching him.

Just when the distance between the two of them came to only half a body left, Ning Qiushui slammed his fist towards the other party!

This punch was unexpected, and the waist and horse were one.

Bang!

The cleaner took Ning Qiushui's punch firmly, but he didn't retreat.

It's not that Ning Qiushui's punch wasn't strong enough, but that he was caught by a pair of pale ghost hands!

The moment he was touched by those ghost hands, the cleaner seemed to finally see the ghost, and the hideous and greedy look in his eyes suddenly turned into fear!

"It's you...... It's you! ”

He seemed to recognize the ghost, and his body struggled violently, but to no avail.

"Does it matter to you where I go?"

Ning Qiushui confirmed that this cleaner should not be a ghost.

He twisted his neck, clenched the ghost weapon on his left hand, and then raised his right fist and slammed it at the cleaner's temple!

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The cleaner wanted to scream in his mouth, but the next moment he was stuffed with a ball of paper in his mouth!

"I'm sorry...... I can't let you sue me. ”

"And I don't trust you either, so I can't let you leave alive today."

Ning Qiushui's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

There were no cameras in the utility room, the cleaner was dead, and no one knew he did it except the ghost.

However, when he threw a punch, he could clearly feel that the cleaner was not human, and no matter how strong a normal person was, it was impossible for him to withstand his deliberate punch to the temple.

But it took a dozen blows for the cleaner to finally stop struggling.

Ning Qiushui didn't end there.

Even though the ghost hand had let go of the cleaner's body, Ning Qiushui still found a small fruit knife in the utility room.

The rust is mottled on it, and the blade is thin.

Ning Qiushui simply wiped the cleaner's clothes, covered the cleaner's neck with his clothes, and took the fruit knife with his hand through the clothes and began to cut the head of the corpse.

"You're a monster, I really don't feel at ease if I don't cut off your head...... What if you live? ”

Ning Qiushui smiled, and without blood on his body, he completed the cutting of the cleaner.

Ordinary people can't easily cut off a person's head with such a thin blade, unless they have a special understanding of the human body structure.

The ghost floating in the air on the side, watching Ning Qiushui finish all this, there was an inexplicable strange light in his eyes.

Ning Qiushui threw away the fruit knife and looked back at it, and the moment they looked at each other, the ghost even took half a step back.

"Are you Zheng Shaofeng?"

The ghost stared at him coldly and did not speak.

"You're not going to kill me?"

“……”

"Why suicide?"

“……”

"Is Huang Tingting dead?"

“……”

"Did you agree on what you were going to do, and did it have anything to do with the changes in the little black house?"

As Ning Qiushui asked questions one after another, the ghost seemed to be a little impatient, it tore off one of its fingers and handed it to Ning Qiushui, and then disappeared.

Ning Qiushui looked at the cold, fleshy finger in his hand and thought thoughtfully.