Under the scorching sun was an endless cornfield. Two girls rode their bicycles with great effort. Beads of sweat slowly slid down their red cheeks to the tips of their chins, and finally dripped onto the cracked ground.

There was no one around. On both sides of the narrow path were corn fields that were much taller than people. Occasionally, you would pass by a few large tung trees, where you could temporarily avoid the scorching sun.

"Juanjuan, let's take a break!"

One of the girls stopped her bike and hid in the shade under the tung tree.

Cicadas in the trees were chirping noisily, but the surroundings still felt overly quiet.

The girl named Juanjuan also stopped. She wiped the sweat from her cheeks and leaned her bicycle against a tree.

"Fangfang, let's not rest for too long. I don't know why... I feel a little uneasy."

She looked at the endless cornfield and although she was sweating from the heat, she couldn't help shivering.

The girl named Fangfang was obviously a little braver. She laughed and said, "Juanzi, you are too timid. We have walked this road to school thousands of times. Why did you suddenly become so cowardly?"

Juanjuan pursed her lips tightly into a straight line, and said in a trembling voice: "Didn't Wang Simeng disappear last week? I heard that she disappeared on the way to school."

Wang Simeng is their classmate. She has excellent grades and is beautiful. She is a good student in the eyes of her teachers and a good child in the eyes of her parents.

However, such an outstanding girl...suddenly disappeared.

When Fangfang heard Wang Simeng's name, her expression changed again and again. She said, "Then let's not rest anymore, let's go to school quickly!"

The school is far away from their village, about ten kilometers along a dirt road.

This section of road is basically fields.

Now is the day when the corn is about to mature. The green corn stalks are taller than people and look like patches of short forests.

The two rested for about three minutes and were about to ride away on their bicycles when they suddenly heard someone calling their names.

"Wang Fangfang..."

"Chen Juan..."

The voice was cold and hollow, as if it came from a dense cornfield.

When the two girls, who were originally sweating profusely, heard this voice, a chill instantly swept through their bodies.

Who is calling their names?

At this moment, the voice sounded again.

"Wang Fangfang...Chen Juan..."

This time the sound was clearer, allowing the two of them to hear it clearly.

It’s...Wang Simeng’s voice.

Juanjuan was so frightened that her face turned pale. She tugged at Fangfang's sleeve and said, "Fangfang, let's... let's go!"

Although Fangfang was equally scared, she thought about how Wang Simeng's parents had been looking for their daughter everywhere but couldn't find her whereabouts...

She swallowed and said to Juanjuan, "I'll go take a look. Maybe Wang Simeng is injured and is asking us for help."

Putting the bicycle down again, she walked towards the cornfield next to the tung tree.

The scorching sun emitted blazing heat, but she didn't feel the heat.

The closer we get to the cornfield, the colder the temperature becomes...

Fangfang reached out and pushed aside the corn leaves.

The edges of the corn leaves were quite sharp, and they caused a slight sting when they scratched her arms.

She bravely continued to walk inside. The surroundings became increasingly quiet, so quiet that even the chirping of cicadas could be blocked out.

Juanjuan watched Fangfang disappear in the cornfield, and worried that something might happen to her, so she followed her...

"Wang...Fang...Fang...Chen...Juan..."

In the sunless cornfield, the two finally saw Wang Simeng's figure.

but……

Wang Simeng was wearing a dirty school uniform, her face and hair were covered in wet dirt, and her entire abdominal cavity was opened, empty inside...

"Ghost, there is a ghost..."

The sharp screams stopped abruptly.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and a breeze mixed with heat blew through the leaves of the tung trees. The rustling sound of the leaves and the cicadas' calls echoed in the endless cornfield.

Two old bicycles were parked alone beside the tree...

"Welcome player Sang Yu to Thriller Game. The game copy has been activated. Please check your mission content carefully."

A cold mechanical sound rang out.

When Sang Yu opened his eyes, he found himself sitting in the second to last row of the classroom. There were only a few students in the class, who were chatting among themselves.

She sat near the window, which faced the school playground.

Looking down from a high place, you can see cornfields and scattered villages beyond the wall.

"Another campus copy..."

Sang Yu frowned slightly. As a female ghost with a low level of education, she was a little disgusted with this kind of campus copy.

The copy information began to be updated on the light board, and Sang Yu clicked to view it.

Game Name: Death List

Game Mode: Five Players

Game mission: Find out who is the real murderer of the serial murder case

Game character: Student

Game difficulty: five stars

Game background story: Murders occurred one after another in the town. When the bodies of the victims were found, their deaths were extremely cruel.

Now the whole town is in panic, and the police have not found any clues to the murderer. At the same time, rumors about ghosts are getting more and more intense in the school.

Is the murderer hiding in the town a human or a ghost?

The copy information is also synchronized to the live broadcast room.

[Why is Sister Yu no longer a good-for-nothing, last-place student this time? ]

[The above person remembers it so clearly, he must be a black fan]

[This copy is quite special, it's actually about solving a case]

[Find the serial killer...People who often kill people know that the killer's identity is actually very easy to guess, but you just don't know his identity now. If you knew his identity, you would immediately find out who the real killer is]

[Upstairs, you make me sicker than Brother Yizhi]

There were five players participating in this copy, but Sang Yu looked around the classroom and found no one else behaving suspiciously. It seemed that the copy identities of the other players were different from his own.

"Have we found out who the real serial killer is?"

Sang Yu murmured these words softly.

The “real” murderer…

This word "true" is thought-provoking!

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