Physical persuasion, scientific transcendence [unlimited]

In the early morning of the fourth day, Wen Youning just picked up a schoolbook at random and prepared to go out.

Sui Jiming: "I'll go with you. I'm familiar with the road to the funeral parlor, um... people are also familiar with it."

Wen Youning glanced at him and thought, didn't you just go there last time?

Zhao Pengyu next to him also chimed in: "Let's go together. The morgue over the funeral parlor always feels a bit dangerous. You take Sui Jiming with you, and there is someone around to help you."

Sui Jiming nodded again and again: "Yes, the two of you should be safe after all."

Immediately, Zhao Pengyu also took the initiative to say: "Don't worry about me, I plan to go to the student union to look for clues."

Sui Jiming: "I asked the members of the student union last time. It seems that there is nothing special about it."

Zhao Pengyu was particularly careful in this regard, "My roommate was also a member of the student union before, and their student union has always had the habit of students being on duty. I will try to find clues from their activity room."

Wen Youning nodded slightly, "It's also a way of thinking, Brother Zhao should just take it as a way to help your roommate pack up. After all, he has passed away, and if there are still things left in the activity room of the student union, it's not appropriate. "

Afterwards, Wen Youning and Sui Jiming left the school and took a taxi directly to the funeral home.

Seeing the two of them coming out of the university gate, the taxi driver was startled when he heard the target location, and then continued to try his best to be as nonchalant as possible: "Why do you college students go here?"

Wen Youning said the truth: "Two days ago, someone jumped off the building in the school."

The driver was taken aback, "Hey, students nowadays are under a lot of psychological pressure. When it's midterm and final exams, you can always hear this kind of news."

But after saying this, the driver was stunned again, "No, isn't this the new semester just started?"

——For most schools in China, September is the beginning of the school season. Generally speaking, this time does not seem to be the peak period of students' psychological pressure.

Wen Youning also sighed: "Who knows, people are gone anyway, so what's the use of talking about it."

Immediately, Wen Youning chatted directly with the talkative taxi driver, and asked around, he has been driving a taxi, had he heard any interesting rumors.

When he met someone like Wen Youning who could talk about mountains, the driver immediately became interested.

Anyway, it's broad daylight, the sun is just right outside, and he's not afraid of being haunted, so the driver simply told Wen Youning about some strange urban stories he had heard in his taxi career.

What about the ghost cars on the 404 road at night, the dense ghosts in the villages in the city, the cry for help on the midnight radio station...

Sui Jiming: "..."

I always feel that the second urban strange smell sounds a bit familiar.

Wen Youning's eyes flashed with astonishment, that village in the city hasn't been demolished yet?After the demolition is completed, those ghosts should not continue to gather in place...

Finally, as the taxi moved forward, the surrounding environment fell into the eyes of Wen Youning and Sui Jiming, and gradually became familiar.

"Here we are," said the taxi driver.

Wen Youning paid the money, and after getting out of the taxi with Sui Jiming, Sui Jiming immediately whispered: "It's really the place I've been to last time, I still remember the way, come with me!"

In fact, the environment of the funeral parlor does not look gloomy, but it is true that it will inevitably be quieter than the surroundings.

It was also a coincidence that Sui Jiming had dealt with the staff of the funeral parlor last time, and this time he met the staff from last time, and the other party still remembered Sui Jiming.

Funeral staff: "Why are you here again!?"

Sui Jiming pointed to the classmate record in Wen Youning's hand, and said simply: "A classmate from one of our schools came over yesterday. We thought about it, after all, we are all classmates, so we still have to bring him some things."

The staff of the funeral home were also left speechless by him, "Last time you said that there are many poor people in the group rental house, and no family or friends came to see it, so you came here."

Sui Jiming: "Isn't it? We are still students, and when we can't live in a dormitory, we can only find a cheap place to rent."

Wen Youning: "..."

The funeral home staff obviously didn't believe this sentence.

Obviously, a person who can't stand a four-person dormitory in a university dormitory, can anyone stand the environment of renting a house in a village in the city?How about cheating ghosts!

However, after the staff of the funeral home said these few words to them, they did not continue to stop them.

After all, they really had a corpse here that had just been transported back from the school.

Wen Youning and the others were able to report each other's identity information, so the funeral home naturally didn't need to stop the people who came to commemorate the deceased.

After arriving at the funeral home, it happened that the staff member who was on the night shift the night before was also there during the day today.

He saw Wen Youning and Sui Jiming at a glance, and even came over to say hello very friendly, "Why are you here?"

After asking this sentence, the staff member who was on the night shift before suddenly felt a "thump" in his heart, and worried: "You are not going to contact us again to get back the 'lost property', are you?"

Wen Youning shook his head: "That's not true, I brought the things this time directly."

As he said that, he picked up the classmate book in his hand and shook it, and said simply: "The 'lost item' from that night may need this."

Things that can make the fugitive corpses of the funeral parlor care about, it is indeed necessary to turn around and burn them together.

Whether it's dragging the corpse back to hey, or leaving a simple ghost after burning it, it proves that there was something wrong with death in life.

And the more abnormal the death, the more professional the funeral must be. After all, no one can stand the fake corpse every day.

Now that Wen Youning said that he came with the key things, the staff member who was on duty that night naturally believed it, and then took Wen Youning and the others directly to the morgue.

The staff on the night shift also said with emotion: "I listened to your suggestion last time. Now, for this kind of people who may still run out, we have frozen them into ice cubes."

Sui Jiming found himself speechless.

Wen Youning acted very calmly, "That's pretty good, it's square when frozen into ice cubes, and it doesn't take up much space, so it's easy to carry. Moreover, given the temperature of the incinerator, it's not bad for this kind of ice cubes."

The staff member nodded: "That's for sure."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on the classmate record in Wen Youning's hand, and he asked sincerely, "How do I use this thing?"

Wen Youning: "I wanted to see how it reacted."

The staff told the truth: "It's all frozen into ice cubes, and I can't see any reaction."

Wen Youning couldn't help showing hesitation.

He wanted to melt that monster again, but in front of the staff of the funeral home, it was really hard to tell.

On the contrary, the staff member probably saw the hesitation of Wen Youning and Sui Jiming, so he nodded empathetically, and simply stepped aside and said, "What else do you and that classmate have to say? Stay by yourselves for a while, I'll wait for you outside."

Sui Jiming: "As expected of the staff on the night shift in the funeral parlor, they are really open-minded..."

Wen Youning had already walked over and pulled the body of the first deceased out of the freezer drawer.

After all, the drawer is not strictly sealed, and the gaps are more or less leaky, so this ice tray is not frozen tightly.

On the contrary, Wen Youning breathed a sigh of relief. It just so happened that if the monster reacted, he could more or less tell it.

He directly took out a few pages of the classmate record and put it in the drawer, and then asked, "Friend, have you heard of 'classmate record'?"

The monster seemed to be really touched. Its body, which was half frozen in the ice, tried to grab the piece of classmate.

Wen Youning's heart moved slightly, and he directly burned two pages of classmate records with a lighter.

It is very miraculous that the monster became quiet like this. It seems that its intention just now was also to destroy the classmate's record.

Wen Youning and Sui Jiming couldn't help but look at each other.

The monster basically only had an instinctive reaction, and he couldn't tell the cause and effect of its action just now, but it was clear to people that the monster wanted to destroy the "classmate record".

Sui Jiming: "In other words, in this live broadcast room, there should be a 'classmate record' that can restrain monsters? So it is eager to return to it."

Wen Youning pondered and said: "It may not be appropriate to say 'restraint', if there is such a 'classmate book', the monster's instinctive reaction should be to avoid it and be afraid of it?

It instinctively wants to destroy the 'classmate record', which means that the thing itself is not fatal to monsters, but has other uses? "

A spiritual connection flashed in Sui Jiming's mind, "Isn't this what is very common in many movies and TV shows, if you get something, as long as you use it correctly, you can make the monster disappear forever.

And monsters will also try to get this thing, whether it is to destroy something that will cause their own weakness, or to get this thing itself to make it stronger. "

Wen Youning nodded.

The funeral parlor and his party made them more sure that there was indeed a special "classmate book" in this live broadcast scene, but there were still no clues about more clues.

But in the school, because he was alone and weak, and he was too conspicuous before, Zhao Pengyu, who was worried about encountering unexpected changes, simply stayed in the student union, using the excuse of packing up the deceased. up.

The student union and the people who were not familiar with the first deceased actually didn't want the deceased's things to stay here, so it can be said that they were happy to see Zhao Pengyu's behavior.

Things started to get out of control when a strange male voice suddenly came from the campus radio after the usual ending tone.

"Lost and found for help, has anyone picked up a [classmate book]? The painting style of this classmate book is rather strange and curious. If you have any clues, you can contact the radio station, or call the mobile phone number below. Thank you for your cooperation and help .”

Hearing the pointed lost and found, Zhao Pengyu opened his eyes slightly.

He quickly took out his mobile phone, took out the shorthand on the conference table, and directly wrote the complete broadcast to Wen Youning.

Zhao Pengyu: "What does the other party mean by this, intending to cooperate?"

Wen Youning quickly replied: "I'm asking for help..."