Absurd deduction game

"Don't worry too much, we just have a few questions to ask, how about... go in and talk?"

While Zhao Mou was playing the role of scaring people, Wen Qinghuai, who was much thinner than Zhao Mou, could only play the role of talking nicely. He smiled at the three students who were full of vigilance and gestured to the compartment inside.

After all, the public area is too close to the door. If what you say later is heard by the rats outside, something might happen.

Although reluctant, the three students still took the two of them to the only empty cubicle with fear and frustration. There was nothing in the empty cubicle. Even the bed only had a bare bed board at the end of the bed. Traces of blood penetration can be seen.

Zhao Mou glanced at the blood stains and pretended not to understand anything: "What's going on?"

"This is what our previous roommate left behind." The bold roommate was silent for a moment before saying, "He studies very well and is the best student in our dormitory. None of us expected that he would be the first to be unable to bear it."

William looked at the faces of the people around him and added hesitantly: "He is under too much pressure. He is watched by red armbands every day. When he is studying, he often says to himself that he must get first place this time, and he is not in good health. It’s so good that every time he grabs a meal in the cafeteria, he can’t get anything from the window. As time goes by, eyes start to grow on his arms..."

The timid roommate quickly stopped him: "Damn, stop talking about this. I'm still scared just thinking about it. It makes me sick!"

Zhao Mou narrowed his eyes calmly.

It seems that the students in this dormitory, like most students, have been unknowingly distorted by this school. To the outside world, people like this who would be disgusted by mentioning their dead roommates would definitely be condemned, but they seem to be used to it.

When William heard what his roommate said, he sighed: "Anyway, he couldn't accept himself as he was, and his mental state became worse and worse. Finally, one night, he took a knife and poked the eyes on his arm one by one, and then cut the artery. We I found out the next morning that it was too late.”

"No one has slept in this bed since. Our school has a lot of beds, so we usually don't get crowded unless the entire dormitory is empty." The roommate continued.

"That's it." Wen Qinghuai smiled lightly, not intending to waste time, so he went straight to the point and said, "It's false to ask you questions."

William cursed in his heart, "Fuck, of course I know it's a lie, you didn't even bring the book."

Looking at the faces of these three students, Wen Qinghuai knew that they were reluctant, but none of them were good people, and he did not need to take care of the mood of these people: "Actually, we want to understand with you, you are in this dormitory Have you lived in the dormitory building for almost three years? Have you heard any rumors about the dormitory building, such as the special monitoring of this building by the dormitory management, or whether special things will occasionally happen in this building at night. "

"Ah?" The three students were quite surprised. What's the problem?

"Why do you want to know this?" William asked doubtfully.

"There are so many bad things going on in this school. Everywhere is weird. It's easy to kill people during late night self-study. We have to find out first whether the dormitory building is the same. Just say what you say, friend." Zhao Mou raised his eyebrows. , "Looking at your reaction, it seems like you know something."

"..." William had nothing to say. He just felt that this was unnecessary. "You guys are overthinking it. As long as you stay in your own room at night, nothing will happen. It's not like you running around and you'll be fine. Check your bed." When you are in bed, you should dress up and pretend to be asleep with the dormitory manager. Don't open the door at night and just lock the door. You know more is useless."

Zhao Mou glared at him unhappily, and the look in his eyes behind the lens made people very frightened: "I'll tell you whether it's useful or not. Tell me everything you know."

The timidest roommate said unhappily at this time: "Transfer student, you can't do this in St. Jonis Middle School. The school rules say that you can't fight casually. If you are caught with a red armband, You will also be punished by the teacher."

It seems that his timidity is only directed at ghosts.

"Really? In my opinion, this school rule is just for show. I also saw some people directly bullying classmates, but no one cared about it?" Zhao Mou put his hands together and pressed his knuckles together, " Even if I beat you up now, what evidence do you have to say it was me? What's more, if you keep talking nonsense to me and don't tell me what I want to know, I won't beat you up, I will just tell you Throw it into the hallway."

The roommate's emotions instantly subsided and he did not dare to speak anymore.

"Don't be angry, I know a little about this, let me tell you." The bold roommate couldn't stand it. Anyway, the three of them were the weak ones, so they might as well cooperate and send the people away and go to bed early.

"Then I'll go back and review first." William walked out of the empty compartment unhappily.

The knock on the door in the middle of the night brought about a near-miss. William returned to his cubicle, picked up the water glass and took a sip to calm down.

He actually had a little impression of these two transfer students.

It seemed that Director Jean had caught these transfer students in the corridor before and asked them something. He looked at them from a distance and didn't quite remember the faces of these people, but he could barely understand them as soon as he was reminded.

It's impossible not to be angry.

They were reviewing well, but two overbearing transfer students kicked in the door and asked them to answer questions rudely. Didn't this take up their original study time?

They almost died of fright when they knocked on the door in the middle of the night.

He also kicked the door open a crack. If the door was really kicked open, it would not be a question of one point, two points or ten points, but they would really die! He didn't believe that the student who used the corridor as a threat to force them to answer questions would not know the existence of ghosts in the corridor of the dormitory building.

Didn't these two transfer students almost kill them on purpose?

It's really two disasters. It would be better to die early like his former roommate. At least if his roommate dies, he will be ranked one in the grade and have a greater chance of survival. These two changes Students don’t know what their academic level is, but this kind of personality will definitely cause trouble.

William moved to sit down at the desk and cursed the transfer student fiercely. He was even a little dissatisfied when he heard his roommate answer the questions obediently.

"If you want to know about the female dormitory manager, I heard it from the previous senior." The boldest student scratched his head, "Based on this year, the dormitory manager has been in the school for seven or eight years. It is said that Apart from the new physics teacher in Class 4, he is the school employee with the shortest working hours.”

"I heard that she had a big belly when she first arrived, but it disappeared soon. Someone saw a bloody knife in her duty room, and the blood stains remained on her abdomen for a long time."

"Many people speculated that she had cut out the baby, which aroused strong discussion at the time. After that, in addition to daily bedtime checks, the dormitory manager would also enter the building at many uncertain times and wander around. It seemed like she was looking for something, but she didn’t find it.”

"Is she still wandering around now?" Wen Qinghuai asked.

Anyway, he hasn't seen it in the past few days.

"No more. The dormitory manager was no longer like this when I entered school, but now I hear a woman's voice every few days at night."

Zhao Mou: "What does a woman's voice mean? Aren't we in the men's dormitory?"

"I don't know, the voice feels quite small, a strange female voice, always shouting something to us... They are coming soon, they are closing soon, there is no food, etc. We don't understand what it means. Just think of it as the voice of a certain ghost." The roommate thought for a moment and said, "The time intervals between her appearances are not very big. Sometimes she comes once every two days, and sometimes it takes about a week. You can try your luck tomorrow night. Say Maybe she will come?"

The author owes 350 million... no, 14,000 words. Today I went out shopping for New Year’s goods with my mother. Have you started preparing for the New Year’s goods? Although I haven’t seen when the Chinese New Year is this year...