Chapter 319: Are You Scared to Pee

"This little gold bead...... Is it just here? Zhang Xiaojuan pointed to the jewelry box on the table in surprise.

Zhang Meihui didn't take it when she left, the box was still open, and the small gold beads inside refracted warm colors in the dim light.

"Auntie really trusts us, what if we are bad people and run away with the little gold bead." Zhang Xiaojuan closed the jewelry box and carefully placed it next to Zhang Meihui's pillow.

Lin Xiaobei was sweating nervously, and sat on the edge of the bed in the lower bunk, "This bead is so small, it is estimated that it is only a few hundred yuan, normally no one should lose their job for a few hundred yuan to steal things, and it is normal for Auntie to be simple." ”

"She doesn't trust us, she knows we can't go." Lu Sheng walked slowly to the door and took a tentative step.

An invisible barrier blocked the way, and Lu Sheng's toes hurt slightly.

"?" Zhang Xiaojuan rushed over in three or two steps, picked up her fist and slammed it into the air twice, and there was immediately a hot dull pain in her hand.

There seemed to be a wall of air at the door, sealing the only exit of the room, and even Zhang Xiaojuan's little clay figure blocked the road, slamming into the wall.

"......"

In the sound of sleeping, everyone present tensed their bodies in shock.

"What the hell is going on?" Lin Xiaobei was sweating profusely, raised his hand and touched the invisible obstacle, his lips trembled in horror, "We're trapped here." ”

Zhang Xiaojuan was calm at this time, "If you get closer to science, you can shoot dozens or hundreds of episodes!" ”

"Don't be poor, how are we going to leave now?" Han Rui picked up her small fist and hammered Zhang Xiaojuan for a moment.

Zhang Xiaojuan took a few steps back in order to avoid Han Rui's little fist, suddenly stopped, and stared straight at Lin Xiaobei.

"Brother, what are you doing......" Lin Xiaobei was furious by his eyes, and subconsciously tensed his body.

"Xiaobei, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Xiaojuan walked over again and again, "Frightened? Don't pee your pants. ”

Lin Xiaobei looked confused, "Brother, what are you talking about?" I'm so unproductive, and I'm scared to pee my pants. ”

"Then why is the back of your ass all wet?"

“???”

Lin Xiaobei subconsciously touched his buttocks, "Fuck, when did you get wet?" ”

"Listen to me, I really didn't pee my pants, I didn't pee!"

Everyone walked around behind Lin Xiaobei suspiciously, only to see that there was indeed a large pool of water stains on his buttocks, which did look like peeing his pants.

In front of several girls, Lin Xiaobei's face turned red, "I really didn't pee!" You believe me! The front is not wet! ”

When his face was red as he explained, Lu Sheng frowned and walked to the side of the bed, tentatively touching the quilt on the bed with his hand.

There was a damp and cold touch in the palm of his hand.

Lu Sheng's expression froze, lifted the quilt and touched the sheets and pillows underneath.

It's all wet!

"Sister Lu, what are you doing?" Sensing Lu Sheng's movements, Lin Xiaobei asked aggrievedly.

It's really not his pee! Why don't you believe it, Sister Lu! Check it out yourself!

"The sheets, the quilts, the pillows, they were all wet." Lu Sheng raised his head.

Everyone looked confused.

Zhang Xiaojuan subconsciously looked Lin Xiaobei up and down, "Xiaobei, I can't see that you have such a large displacement......"

"It's not me!" Lin Xiaobei was about to go crazy.

What young man in his twenties is willing to wear the title of peeing his pants!

"It's not urine."

At the critical moment, it was Lu Sheng who spoke in time to help Lin Xiaobei break the siege.

"The capacity of a person's bladder is not enough to wet all the quilts, sheets, pillows, and so on."

"And this quilt smells, not urine." Lu Sheng said and picked up the pillow and handed it over.

Xu Yi took it and sniffed it carefully, "It's a little fishy." ”

While talking, Lu Sheng's loyal little followers Sun Tiantian and Xiao Yu had turned into human vacuum cleaners, lying on the bed and rummaging carefully.

Soon, the two of them had a harvest.

"There are some fish scales on the bed!" Sun Tiantian carefully held it in her hand and handed it to Lu Sheng.

The scales were fresh, slightly translucent silver flakes, and they were cold and silky in the hand.

Xiao Yu cautiously put the pillow back on the bed, "How can there be so much water on the bed?" ”

The sheets and quilts were all soaked in water, and the knees pressed against them could squeeze out a puddle of water.

"The cafeteria aunt cleans up the ingredients every day, and it should be normal for her to have some fish scales on her body. The rooms on the first floor are generally quite damp, or maybe the water just got up today? Lin Xiaobei's little head worked hard.

His guess was quickly interrupted by Lu Sheng.

"No, this room is so clean, Zhang Meihui is obviously not a sloppy person. How could such a quick person endure the fact that his quilt and sheets would not be changed all the time? ”

"And these scales, it's so fresh. The vegetables and meat in the cafeteria have rotted and grown worms, where is the fresh fish for her to clean up? ”

Hearing this, everyone in the room only felt a chill in their backs.

"Cafeteria aunt...... Is it a water ghost? Zhang Xiaojuan trembled and burst out a sentence.

"I think you look like a stupid ghost." Lu Sheng frowned.

She was a staunch atheist and never believed in ghosts.

Several people immediately split up to look for them in the room, and it didn't take long for Sun Tiantian to whisper in the corner.

"Lu Sheng, come and see!"

When everyone heard the sound, they rushed over, only to see Sun Tiantian open the iron cabinet in the corner, and there was a black and dried human figure curled up in the cabinet.

"The body is out of moisture, and there is no way to tell the time of death." Xu Yi leaned over to examine and said.

Lu Sheng stared at the corpse in the cabinet.

The corpse was dressed in a navy blue loose uniform, apparently an employee of a steel mill.

On the corpse's curled right hand, there was also a faded oil pen.