Nightmare Attack

Chapter 71
According to the records in the archives, there are only two classes in the dance department of the 09th grade.

There are 11 students in the first class and only 9 in the second class.

Just as Fatty was checking the information of Class [-], Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, turned over a few pages, and went directly to the position of Class [-].

A class majoring in modern dance.

The second class is ballet.

At the front is a photo.

There are 9 students in the second class, all of them are girls.

At that time, they were still very young. They were all freshmen who had just entered the school, and their eyes were full of longing for the future.

Nine girls squatted in the first row, wearing ballet costumes and posing with a standard one-word horse, with several teachers standing behind them.

Looking at the background, it should be in the practice room, and behind it is a full-length mirror the size of the entire wall.

There is also a row of levers in front of the mirror.

The photos look normal, nothing special is noticed.

Turning back, is the student's specific information.

But there are only 9 pages left in a file that should have 8 pages.

The last page had been torn off, and there were still jagged serrations at the roots.

"Why is there a page missing?" The fat man frowned and asked bluntly.

Obviously, this page was torn off on purpose, and Fatty's first reaction was Luo Yi.

Soon Fatty turned to the last page, and there was another group photo.

There was a row of small characters under the group photo, and the fat man leaned forward to see what was written on it.

Graduation from the second class of the classical ballet major of the Dance Department of the 09th grade.

The shooting time shown in the lower right corner is December 09.

graduation
Fatty stared at these two words, and after a while, he suddenly widened his eyes.

"Doctor!" He turned his head and said in surprise, "That's not right! They are students of the 09th grade, which means that this batch of freshmen only entered the school in 09. How could they have graduated that year?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, and then, as if thinking of something, he instantly looked at the position of the desk.

There is a desk calendar on it.

The last time on the desk calendar is December 09.

Is it
"Continue," Jiang Cheng came over and interrupted Fatty's thoughts.

The latter turned his attention back to the booklet in his hand.

At first glance, this graduation photo was nothing, but gradually, Fatty's eyes became more and more strange.

This is a graduation photo, but there are only eight students left.

Needless to say, the little girl should be the one whose file was torn up.

Fatty obviously thought of this too. He took a group photo of the front and back with his hands, and quickly compared the girl who "disappeared".

It was a girl with a sweet smile. Even if she was young at the time, it was not difficult to see that she was a beautiful embryo.

Given time, it must be enviable.

Jiang Cheng took out his camera and photographed all the information he found useful.

"Doctor," Fatty said with a frown, "the girl I want to disappear should be the ghost in the mission. She died because of some accident. After her death, her obsessions persisted and she became a ghost."

Jiang Cheng put down the camera, and after a while, said, "Is it just her?"

Fatty was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to suddenly realize something, holding two group photos in his hand, and gradually, his face became ugly.

In the group photo, besides this girl, there is also a man who disappeared.

He was also the only man in the group photo.

He was standing in the corner of the last row.

Unremarkable.

Look dressed as a teacher.

"Miss Yu," came Feng Lan's voice with a hint of weirdness, "Is that thing so important? We. We can wait and go."

She could hear it, and she was even a little scared.

Yu Wen and Zhou Taifu followed behind her, and only the footsteps of a few people echoed in the empty corridor.

They are going up the stairs.

In Block C.

"Excuse me," Yu Wen said. "During the last rehearsal, we accidentally lost a shot. It should be in the music classroom."

Her voice sounded modest and courteous, but there was a hint of alienation.

After Feng Lan heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face, but he didn't say anything anymore.

Nothing was found in the archives, so the two had to come to the music classroom in Block C to look for clues. For safety reasons, Yu Wen called Feng Lan.

One is that she is a teacher here and is more familiar with this place.

More importantly, in some dangerous places, you can also use her to explore the way.

Seeing Feng Lan's scared and restrained appearance, Zhou Taifu, who was walking next to the wall, didn't find it funny.

He had long seen that this female teacher named Feng Lan had a subtle feeling for her lover Yu Wen.

Because of her experience, Yu Wen has a unique spirit in her body, and now she has short hair, which makes her even more capable.

The first time he entered Feng Lan's dormitory, he noticed many posters on the wall.

But unlike most young women who like to hang their favorite male star posters, Feng Lan's walls are all female star posters.

And they're all pretty niche ones.

Short hair, capable, heroic, is the main theme here.

The profile of one of the posters is eight or nine points similar to Yu Wen.

If the above is still a guess, then the gift of mobile phones and the willingness to bring them to the music classroom in Block C alone are not enough to explain it with a simple goodwill that is limited to courtesy.

Not a single person has been seen since they entered Block C.

Zhou Taifu stared at the closed doors passing by, and suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart, "Mr. Feng," he lowered his voice, "Today. Are there any classes here?"

It's still far from dark, and it's a bit too quiet here.

"I don't know," Feng Lan also looked nervous. She reached for the key in her pocket, but the clatter of the key startled her.

"Other teachers are in charge of scheduling the classes," she said, holding the key and rushing on with her head down, all she wanted was to find the lost footage quickly and leave here.

"But" Feng Lan hesitated for a second, then turned his head and said to himself in a doubtful tone, "It's a bit strange, why does this place seem different today."

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