Nightmare Attack

Chapter 70 Archives
Zhou Taifu, who was standing in front of a file rack, looked a little strange, with Yu Wen standing beside him.

It's very dark here, and the only light source comes from the phone in Yu Wen's hand.

Their faces are hidden in the darkness.

"How could it be?" Yu Wen looked at the scene in front of her, frowning slightly, her expression no longer calm.

The file rack is divided into 4 layers, from top to bottom.

Except for the first layer that had not been turned over, the other three layers had been turned in a mess, and there were many kraft paper bags scattered on the ground.

Zhou Taifu squatted down and touched it with his hand.

There was no dust left on the paper bag, which was only recently done.

In other words, Luo Yi did it.

It seems that he took the clues about the female ghost here.

But... just now they searched again and found nothing.

Zhou Taifu stood up slowly, his voice cold, "It seems that a ghost took the clue away."

This was the last thing he wanted to see.

Tomorrow night midnight is the last time limit.

There is not much time left for them.

"Go," Yu Wen no longer hesitated, turned and walked out.

Zhou Taifu followed behind her, hesitantly said, "Where are you going? The equipment center?"

"Block C, music classroom."

After closing the door, the two quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor
There was dead silence again.

A few minutes passed.

There was a very slight rubbing sound, and a closed door was pushed open a crack.

This door is on the opposite side of the archives.

Looking unremarkable.

After a while, a bloodshot eye slowly emerged from the crack of the door.

The eye looked left and right, turned his head, and whispered, "Doctor, they're gone."

Jiang Cheng sat up on a dusty rattan chair. After getting up, he first patted the dust on his buttocks, with a kraft paper bag under his arm.

If you look closely, you can also see blood stains on the corner of the paper bag.

"Doctor," Fatty swallowed, looked at Jiang Cheng, and said with a flattering and admiring expression, "You are really amazing, how did you know they would come to the archives to find clues?"

"Luo Yi was replaced by a ghost, they would naturally think that he died in the archives, and then they thought that he might have found some important clues and was silenced by a ghost," Jiang Cheng replied simply.

"But" Fatty wondered for a while, then raised his head and asked, "They don't have a camera, how did they know that Luo Yi was pretending to be a ghost?"

Jiang Cheng held the kraft paper bag in his hand, the seal had been torn open, obviously Luo Yi had already seen the contents inside.

"It's a mirror." He turned over the kraft paper bag, and scratched out a booklet inside. Jiang Cheng opened it and replied indifferently, "I saw Zhang Yinyin use it, and you can also verify ghosts by reflecting on a mirror."

Hearing Jiang Cheng mention Zhang Yinyin, Fatty suddenly realized that he hadn't seen this woman just now.

"Doctor," Fatty said in a strange tone, looking towards the door, "That Zhang Yinyin has separated from them."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng nodded. He looked at the door. His line of sight seemed to be able to penetrate the door and see the scene outside. After a while, he said, "The time is almost up."

Although he didn't understand Jiang Cheng's words, Fatty instinctively felt that there were some profound and complicated problems mixed in.

And he understood that even if he asked, Jiang Cheng would not explain it to himself.

This is a man who is both eccentric and extremely egoistic.

The code of conduct that drives his actions is beyond his comprehension.

On the way here, Jiang Cheng grabbed his collar and lowered his head to look down at him. He even thought that the former would kill him.

"Doctor," he carefully changed the subject, stretched his neck, looked at the booklet in Jiang Cheng's hand and asked, "What is written in it?"

Jiang Cheng casually handed over the booklet.

The booklet is not big, and the cover is not too thick. The words "09-level dance students' files" are written in bronzing fonts.

Just as Yu Wen had guessed, after the ghost killed Luo Yi, he took the file in his hand and put it back in its original place.

It's a pity that finding a way and solving Zhang Yinyin wasted too much time for the two of them.

As a result, Jiang Cheng took the lead and took the files first.

And when he heard the sound of someone going upstairs, he hid in a small room opposite the archives.

It was supposed to be an office here, but it was small in scale but well-equipped.

Jiang Cheng's eyes scanned the surroundings.

The only window in the room was blocked by dark curtains, and only a little light could penetrate through the gap in the middle.

Dark brown bookshelves stand by the wall, next to a white water dispenser.

At this moment, the water in the water dispenser has already dried up.

There are 4 or 5 replaced empty buckets on the ground.

The empty bucket was overturned, so dirty that the original color could not be seen.

Several red mud pots for growing flowers were neatly lined up in a row and placed under the window.

The plants inside had already withered beyond their appearance.

Just behind the fat man, there was a wooden hanger with a few clothes hanging on it.

There was a desk calendar on the old desk. Jiang Cheng had not seen such a thing for a long time. He picked up the desk calendar and found that the last time was in December 09.

"Doctor," Fatty also noticed the calendar on the desktop, and frowned deeply, "The people in this office seem to have left in a hurry, and they didn't take anything with them."

Dec 09.
Jiang Cheng seemed to be thinking.

Fatty held the file in his hand and asked in confusion, "Why, this academy still has a dance department?"

Fatty remembered that this was a specialized music academy, and the teacher who brought them in also introduced it that way.

"Naturally, the Yuying Conservatory of Music does not have a dance department, but the Yuying Academy of Arts does," Jiang Cheng replied. "That was the predecessor of this academy."

The fat man was stunned for a moment.

"It's in the file," Jiang Cheng replied hastily.

Opening the file again, Fatty really found the name of Yuying Art Academy in it.

"When did it change its name?"

"Ten years ago, I found 10 years of archives in the place where the archives were stored, and the name was changed to Yuying Conservatory of Music at that time." He paused, looked at Fatty, and said meaningfully: "The dance department also cancelled."

The fat man seemed to smell something unconsciously.

The school's sudden name change, the abolished dance department, and the obscure archives. All these seem to indicate that there are some unknown secrets hidden here.

Especially. Think of the female ghost who steps on the ballet.

"It was because of that girl's death that this series of incidents happened!" Fatty affirmed in his voice while clutching the file.

　Thanks to Brother Faith, the Haruhi brothers in the world for the reward!

If there is no accident, it will be on the shelves next month. The outline is being sorted out. Some background characters will appear one after another. The next dungeon will be opened soon.

　
(End of this chapter)