The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"Brother Qiao, are you really okay?" Curly was still a little nervous. He looked at Qiao Yueyang and Han Yi beside him, and stood at the stairs, reluctant to go up.

After Xu Huang and Qin Jue left, the remaining six people listened to Han Yi's advice and worked in groups of two to search the first, second and third floors respectively, with two people on each floor. This way they could make the most of their time in a carpet search.

But Curly felt that he was unlucky, as he was put in the same group with the girls by drawing lots. If anything happened, he would have no one to rely on.

"What could happen? Didn't the clown say that the ghosts now have no attack power, you just need to find them!" Qiao Yueyang didn't want to listen to Curly's nagging, so he took Huanyi to search the second floor.

"Let's go..." Fang Siran was rarely emotionally stable at this moment. He raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose out of habit, urging Curly to follow him quickly.

She is already disfigured, there is nothing she can't risk, it's just a game.

It's just a game! Not scary!

"..." Curly walked up the stairs reluctantly with a sad face.

He wasn’t sure what was happening on the other floors, but as soon as he stepped onto the third floor, Curly heard a series of thudding sounds.

He looked around vigilantly, turned around and asked Fang Siran beside him if he heard any sound, but the other party just shook his head in confusion.

Curly didn't believe it, so he stopped Fang Siran from walking forward, kept quiet, and lowered his head to carefully identify what was going on.

"Boom!"

The sound was dull, as if something was hitting the wall, and it seemed that one could hear the reverberation of the wall vibrating.

It was quite far away and I couldn't hear where the sound came from, but the sound was definitely there.

Curly was sure that this was not his hallucination or illusion.

"Didn't you hear it?" He didn't give up and asked Fang Siran beside him again.

"...What should I hear?" Fang Siran asked hesitantly when he saw that Curly was in a bad state.

"It's very loud, boom, boom, boom! Can't you hear it?" Curly was a little anxious. He looked around to search for the source of the sound. He turned to look at Fang Siran and asked in a low voice.

Fang Siran still shook her head, but she covered her nose and thought for a while, then made a dull sound through her fingers: "Why don't we go and take a look? They shouldn't... attack us now."

At this stage of the game, the players were looking for ghosts. Fang Siran pointed to the corridor where the floor was so bright that it reflected light, and persuaded Curly to go and take a look.

Curly listened to the muffled thumping sound, looked in the direction where Fang Siran's fingers were pointing, swallowed, and plucked up his courage to follow the sound.

The two walked in the empty corridor, and their footsteps were particularly clear.

Curly walked slowly, listening to the sound getting closer, and finally stopped at the door of the men's restroom.

He turned around and glanced at Fang Siran behind him, timid and not daring to go in.

"Then I'll go in first." Fang Siran said in a low voice.

She heard nothing, couldn't empathize with Curly's fear, and had no idea what was in the men's room.

But it doesn't matter, it's better to die.

Although she thought so, Fang Siran still plucked up her courage before stepping in, quickly coming to the toilet cubicle, and pushing open the doors of the cubicles one by one. She nervously stretched her head to look over, but was not frightened by anything scary or bloody.

In fact, she saw nothing.

Even the sound of water in the drain pipe in the toilet was very small. If you didn't get close to the thick white pipe, you couldn't hear any sound at all.

Fang Siran turned his head and looked at Curly, who was still looking around the corner of the door, with an inexplicable sense of contempt.

Curly obviously noticed the other person's gaze, but the thudding sound was so close that he wondered if it was really an auditory hallucination because he was too nervous.

After checking and finding no problems, at least in his own eyes, Fang Siran prepared to go back with his nose pinched.

I had just taken a few steps forward when I was frightened by Curly's frightened cry.

The other person was trembling all over, and under Fang Siran's gaze, he stammered something.

"...Yang...Huangmao..."

Fang Siran didn't understand, but based on Curly's reaction, she could infer that there was indeed something in the toilet, but she couldn't see it.

Fang Siran felt a chill on his back, his whole body shuddered, and he raised his foot to run to the outside.

This exclamation just happened to attract the other four people on the first and second floors downstairs.

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"It's been ten minutes, and we've almost reached the end of one floor, but there's nothing. Maybe they sneaked away while we were searching the classroom lockers?"

"In fact, there is no need to run away. If the ghosts don't want us to see them, they can do it easily." Xu Huang leaned his arms against the wall and sighed.

He always felt that it was useless to keep looking like this.

"There are only two rooms left, you go there." Regardless of whether it is useful or not, the carpet search of the first floor has reached 80% progress, and the remaining ones will be discussed after they are finished.

"Okay, we've checked. At least it proves that there's nothing hidden on the fourth floor, so it must be on the other three floors. I don't know if they've found it... It's uncertain." Xu Huang nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the last classroom.

Qin Jue went to the last corresponding office to check.

The office is very large, with frosted glass partitions between individual desks. The glass is a bit high, and some have pages with class schedules and timetables printed on them. You can't see what's going on in the back row if you stand at the door.

Qin Jue had no hope, but still went around to the innermost side of the desk to check with some hope.

After passing several empty tables, he paused slightly.

He seemed to have heard some noise just now...

I stopped and listened carefully, and the subtle sound just now seemed to have disappeared again.

After two seconds of silence, Qin Jue suddenly took a step forward and went around the obstruction of the table.

A dwarf clown in a tricorne hat was squatting on the table, half of his face pressed against the glass, eavesdropping, his mouth covered with his striped-gloved hands.

After being discovered, he was stunned for a while, the corners of his mouth that were raised slowly fell, and he screamed and disappeared as if he was a beat slow to react, and a piece of colorful confetti exploded in the air.

Fortunately, this short period of time of eye contact has already met the requirements of the game.

The first ghost was discovered.

As if in response to the clown's scream, sharp calls from downstairs also came one after another.

Xu Huang, who rushed over after hearing the noise, was a little confused and turned his head, thinking that he had just heard it wrong.

"The sound just now, you are... or..."

"Both. Let's go downstairs and take a look. I found a clown here. The first sound you heard was it."

Qin Jue pointed to the debris on the ground, gave a brief explanation, then quickly walked out of the room and went downstairs along the nearest stairs.

"what!"

When the two arrived, the men's restroom on the third floor was full of people. Eight people gathered there, all attracted by the scream.

"What happened?" Xu Huang looked around in the toilet, but saw nothing. He turned to look at Fang Siran on the side. Both of them saw confusion in each other's eyes.

Xu Huang shifted his gaze back to his friend, who shook his head, indicating that he didn't see anything either.

But Qiao Yueyang and the other three men, including the curly-haired man with glasses and earrings, stood stiffly, and the fear and terror in their eyes did not seem fake.