Chapter 195 My daughter is trapped in the toilet
Zhang Yue walked past her, as if the woman didn’t even notice, she had been immersed in her own world.
The woman's singing has been echoing in the teaching building.
Distant and cold, with gentle motherly love, it seems to be telling her love and care to the child.
It makes people feel moved.
[To be honest, after listening to this song for a long time, I want to cry. 】
【Me too, I think of my mother who passed away the year before last, woo hoo. 】
【I miss my mother. 】
......
As soon as the conversation changed in the live broadcast room, there was a barrage of people missing their mother.
Zhang Yue looked at the barrage and was stunned for a moment, seeming to think of his mother a long time ago.
My family was not wealthy at that time, and my parents even sent my eldest brother to a theater troupe, but that didn’t mean that my parents didn’t love me. Everything was for their children to survive.
Although life is hard, parents always give the best to their children.
Even he was killed in a bombing that day.
The elderly mother and father still protected them in their thirties immediately.
Just because no matter how old they are, they are still the children of their parents.
Zhang Yue did not let himself immerse himself in the past memories too much. He looked through the comments from netizens and found that this time the netizens were really right again.
The woman just now did die half a century ago.
Yes, women are ghosts too.
I just don’t know why, but my soul keeps wandering here and never leaves.
Just now, the woman was not pretending, there was indeed something wrong with her mentally.
He could sense that this woman and the fleeing children died on the same day.
He thought of the earliest rumor from Huaishi Textile Factory Middle School...
Zhang Yue continued to explore the depths of the teaching building.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of dripping water coming from the dead silence ahead.
The sound of water was particularly clear and strange at this night.
【Oh my god, I just calmed down for a while and my hair is numb again. It's so exciting. 】
【Generally if the sound of dripping water occurs, there is something wrong with the toilet, but there is nothing wrong with it. 】
【Anchor, go to the toilet. 】
【I guess that the ticking may not be water, but blood. 】
[The ones that appeared before were not ghosts. Could it be that this time, ghosts finally come to the stage? 】
【Suddenly I am looking forward to it. 】
Among them, a voice emerged.
【By the way, did you really not think that those before were all ghosts? What kind of cosplay? I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it happened in the middle of the night. There are so many people in this abandoned place. The anchor must be a very powerful Taoist practitioner. 】
However, this barrage was collectively ignored by everyone.
That is to say, Zhang Yue didn't see it. If he did, he would definitely give a thumbs up and say: Brother, you guessed the first half correctly.
But I guessed wrong in the second half. Who said that only people in Xuanmen are not afraid of ghosts.
Ghosts are not afraid of ghosts, especially the majestic ghost king.
At this moment, Zhang Yue did indeed walk towards the toilet where the sound of dripping water could be heard in front of him.
He could sense that there were two people in front of him, oh, no, they were two ghosts!
[Hey, there seems to be someone in front. 】
【The ticking sound seems to have disappeared, bang bang bang, why does it sound so much like banging on the door. 】
Although it was dark in front, through the lens, I could still see a figure.
Zhang Yue: Human? Are you sure you are human?
However, Zhang Yue still approached. As they got closer, the people in the live broadcast room also saw clearly the scene in front of them.
There is a man in front of me, to my horror!
This man in his thirties is also wearing clothes from the Huaishi Textile Factory, exactly the same as what the woman was wearing just now.
【Oh my god, is this a ghost or a human being? 】
【Let’s look at the workers’ uniforms from the Huaishi Textile Factory again. Are they worn from that time to now, or are they made for acting? 】
[That woman was a lunatic just now, what’s going on with this man now? 】
【He is a man, don’t forget, those children just said that there is a murderer hiding in this abandoned school, can’t they be the man in front of them? 】
【So, what is the relationship between him and that crazy woman? 】
【What on earth is he banging on the door for? That seems to be a toilet door? 】
The man seemed to be so focused on banging on the door that he didn't even notice Zhang Yue approaching.
Just when the netizens in the live broadcast room thought that this man was like the crazy woman, he also had a brain problem and would always be immersed in his own world.
Suddenly, he turned to look at Zhang Yue.
Just looking at it like this almost made the netizens in the live broadcast room suffocate again.
【Oh my god, it's so sudden, woo hoo, I'm having a heart attack again. 】
【Okay, I admit that I am a good person and fun-loving. I am timid, but I really like watching the live broadcast of Soul Detective. 】
[I think this man is not a murderer. He looks very honest and honest. 】
【On the other hand, I don’t think the two children before were well-behaved. 】
【Who said that if you are good-looking, you cannot be a murderer? 】
In the live broadcast room, there was a heated discussion about whether this man was a murderer or not.
Only one voice broke in weakly.
"How are you so sure this man is a human?" I think he is a ghost! The ones I encountered before were all ghosts!
Then, this barrage was collectively ignored by everyone.
After seeing Zhang Yue, the man was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly, as if he was confused.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The man spoke, his voice a little low.
Looking at the mobile phone in Zhang Yue's hand, he seemed to think of something and asked: "Are you the anchor?"
Zhang Yue nodded, "Yes, I am the anchor. What is your name and what are you doing? Is there anything I can do to help you?"
As if sensing Zhang Yue's kindness, the man's eyes instantly brightened. red.
"My name is Cao Jianguo. My daughter Mianmian is trapped in the toilet. I can't get in no matter how hard I hit the door."
"You, can you help me? ”
【Oh my god, could his daughter be locked in the toilet of this school as a prank by some classmates? 】
[Is this the old father here? 】
【Jianguo? That was a name only given by my grandparents, right? Does it still have this name now? 】
【But his clothes and his name go well together. 】
【Speaking of which, is this a script? ]
[Probably not. The anxiety on Cao Jianguo's face is very real. If it was a performance, then I can only say that his acting skills are enough to win an Oscar. 】
[Anchor, why don't you take a look and see if you can help him? He looks so pitiful. 】
【Yes, the hearts of parents in the world are pitiful. 】
【If my child hasn’t come home by this time and is trapped in this abandoned place, I will go crazy. 】
Zhang Yue nodded, "Okay, then I will knock on the door with you?"
"Okay, thank you, comrade, thank you very much."
Zhang Yue and Cao Jianguo stood in front of the door together, looking at the toilet door in front of them.
It is a wooden door. It does not look very strong, and even a little shaky. After all, it is old.
But Zhang Yue knew that without his help, Cao Jianguo would not be able to hit him.