The villain, the devil, he got the wrong script

Chapter 66 Don't Look Back 7
Su Wanyue read the words of inviting Die Xian, and her thoughts drifted away...

It was evening at that time, after school, and my mother came to pick her up as usual.

She sat on the back of the bike, and her mother carried her on the road.

The sun at dusk is very warm on people.

The silhouettes of the mother and daughter are reflected on the ground, and the daughter is clinging tightly to the mother's back.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in the ear.

"Wanyue, it's time to go home, your father and I are waiting for you, go home."

Su Wanyue slowly opened her eyes.

The scene in front of her was not the harmonious family she had imagined, she was still in room 404.

Li Miao, who was sitting opposite her, closed her eyes tightly, trembling all over.

And beside Li Miao, a figure appeared.

Su Wanyue looked at the other party in disbelief. The door of Room 404 opened at some point, and the photographer was nowhere to be found.

Fake Yu Zhe was between Li Miao and Duan Hui, with one hand in the middle of the plate, raised his head and smiled at her, that treacherous smile was full of malice.

The others opened their eyes one after another, but as if they couldn't see Yu Zhe, Duan Hui started to ask questions.

Duan Hui's face was natural, and he didn't notice Yu Zhe beside him at all, "Die Xian Die Xian, may I get out of the hospital alive tonight?"

Su Wanyue was a little surprised, apparently she didn't expect him to be the first to ask such a question.

Of course the fake Yu Zhe would not do what he wanted, he moved the upside-down plate on top of No.

As soon as the answer came out, everyone fell silent.

Li Miao was frightened again, and the hand holding the plate couldn't help shaking.

Duan Hui looked at her: "It's your turn, ask."

Li Miao's lips trembled slightly, "May I ask Die Xian, how can we get out of here?"

The dish moved twice.

--cannot.

Another male anchor was dumbfounded when he saw this scene, "Are you kidding me? Die Xian, may I ask if there are ghosts in this hospital?"

As soon as the words fell, the door behind Li Miao suddenly closed.

Li Miao immediately withdrew her hand in fright.

Duan Hui was caught off guard and couldn't stop her, "Hey, put your hands back quickly, even if you don't want to play anymore, you have to send Die Xian away, hurry up!"

"Hey, hey! Let's end the game first!"

Li Miao shook her head, hurriedly got up from the ground, and staggered towards the door, "I...I want to leave here, I don't want to stay here any longer!"

She opened the door and ran out without looking back.

The male anchor cursed angrily, "Damn, what are you doing!"

Duan Hui's face darkened, "Let's send Die Xian away first."

Su Wanyue looked at the fake Yu Zhe on the opposite side without moving, and let Li Miao leave the room, the ominous premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Di Xian Di Xian, please leave, Di Xian Di Xian, please leave..."

A mischievous smile appeared on Yu Zhe's face. He manipulated the disc with one hand and began to move randomly on the paper.

The male anchor's hands were completely out of control, "Hey, what's going on, are you guys moving around?"

Su Wanyue looked at the fake Yu Zhe opposite, and said, "I didn't use any strength."

"Me neither." Duan Hui frowned.

The disc moved frantically, and the arrow finally pointed to a word.

dead.

The three froze in place.

"This, what do you mean?" The male anchor jumped up in shock, "Hey, Duan Hui, this kind of prank is meaningless!"

"I said it wasn't me."

Su Wanyue fell into deep thought. The fake Yu Zhe who was facing her just now had disappeared.

The male anchor pointed at Su Wanyue, "That's you?"

Su Wanyue stared at the piece of paper on the table, and said in a deep voice, "The photographer is gone."

When she said this, Duan Hui and the male anchor immediately realized that there were indeed only three of them left in the room. Li Miao ran out, and even the cameraman disappeared, leaving only the camera in place.

The male anchor was confused: "When did the photographer leave?"

Su Wanyue thought about it carefully, since she closed her eyes, she never heard the cameraman's movement again, "Maybe it was when we started the game."

She picked up the paper on the table and looked at Duan Hui, "Is there a lighter?"

"Have."

Su Wanyue took the lighter and lit the paper.

The paper was burned by the flames and slowly fell to the ground.

However, halfway through the fire, it suddenly went out.

Su Wanyue didn't take it seriously, she squatted down and continued to light it with a lighter.

The piece of paper couldn't burn no matter what, no matter how she clicked it, there was no response.

"You can't even burn a piece of paper, let me do it." The male anchor took her heavy lighter and exchanged it for himself.

Still no response, the male anchor muttered: "Damn it, why can't this paper burn, we even chose that kind of flammable paper..."

Seeing this, Duan Hui said, "Let's forget it if it can't be burned."

Su Wanyue refuted him, "No, it must be burned."

The male anchor stood up, puzzled, "What are you so persistent about, it's just a piece of paper, so what's the matter?"

"Li Miao did see someone. Halfway through, I was photographed, but the person who photographed me was neither Li Miao nor any of you, understand?"

The male anchor was stunned, "Are you and Li Miao crazy?"

Duan Hui also looked disbelieving.

Su Wanyue took a deep breath, "Then tell me, why did the door close suddenly?"

"It must have been blown by the wind."

"It's airtight here, tell me where the wind comes from?"

"I..." The male anchor was speechless for a moment.

"Okay." Duan Hui stopped the two impatiently, "Get Li Miao and the photographer back now, and we'll talk about other things later, okay?"

"Let's go together. From now on, don't disperse for a moment. It doesn't matter whether there are ghosts or not. To avoid any accidents, let's leave here together. I'll contact the director now."

As Duan Hui said, he took out his mobile phone, which had signal and network before, but now there is no signal or network at all.

He was a little angry, trying to calm down, "I'll go out and try, you two come with me, don't get separated."

The male anchor did not refute, and consciously picked up the camera. Although the situation was already like this, the live broadcast still had to continue.

Su Wanyue nodded, stacked the unfinished papers and carried them with her.

Duan Hui saw her movement, "Don't take that piece of paper, just throw it away."

"But if you don't burn it..."

He interrupted her, "I have never believed in ghosts and gods."

"..." Su Wanyue didn't throw it away, and it didn't matter if she didn't throw it away. Under Duan Hui's watchful eyes, she had no choice but to throw it away.

As expected, when Su Wanyue saw Duan Hui walking up and down the corridor, her expression became more and more ugly.

She took out her mobile phone, but there was no signal.

"Strange, why the phone is not responding, and the camera is still recording the live broadcast?"

(End of this chapter)