Chapter 51 Handprint
The next morning.
When it’s just dawn.
The door of 405 slowly opened a gap.
Luo Yi, who was behind the door, observed for a while, then turned his head and nodded to Zhen Jianren behind him.
Then he opened the door just enough for one person to come out.
The two of them got out one after another.
No sound was made during the whole process.
The surroundings were quiet at this moment, as if the people in 404 and 406 were still asleep.
Luo Yi turned his head and looked towards the end of the corridor.
The first ray of morning light has not yet arrived, and the surroundings are filled with a faint darkness, like a layer of fog.
There was a disturbing smell floating in the air.
Just when Zhen Jianren turned around and was about to close the door, his eyes seemed to be attracted by something and he frowned in confusion , and then slowly moved towards him.
The next second, he paused suddenly, and cold sweat wet his back in an instant.
There is a fingerprint left on the door.
The bright red blood has not yet solidified, and it has a strange color, which is shocking.
This is the bloody handprint!
What’s even more terrifying is that the fingers on the fingerprint are slender, but they are twice as long as ordinary people! !
Luo Yi also noticed the fingerprints on the door. He was shaking violently and his eyes were bulging. He didn't know whether he could not speak or had lost the courage to speak.
It is unimaginable that not long ago, there was such a terrifying guy, waiting quietly outside the door.
He might even have tried to open his own door
"Go get some water," Zhen Jianren said hoarsely in a low voice.
“Dong, dong, dong.”
Accompanied by the knock on the door, there was Jiang Cheng’s comfortable moan.
Lying on the floor, he rolled around comfortably.
Sunlight pours into the room through the windows, illuminating everything.
So beautiful and true.
After the door opened, there were three people from 406.
Yu Wen stood closest to the door, and the scene in the room was obviously beyond her expectation.
She was ready to go, as if she was going to fight.
But Jiang Cheng, who was supposed to be the most nervous, seemed to be going on vacation.
"Miss Yu," Jiang Cheng pretended to be panicked and said, "I'm sorry, I was meditating and made you laugh."
"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng asked as he pulled up his pants. .
Yu Wen looked embarrassed for a moment, but she quickly covered it up and replied in a relatively calm tone: "Mr. Hao, please pay attention to safety during this trip."
"You too," Jiang Cheng replied.
"The people from 405 have left," Yu Wen tilted her head and continued: "Have they been to your place?"
"No."
"Goodbye then."
"Slow down."
Zhang Yinyin was the last one to move. She looked into Jiang Cheng's eyes, as if she wanted to see something from them, but it was obvious that she failed.
"Miss Zhang," Jiang Cheng greeted enthusiastically, "Are you ready to join us?"
Zhang Yinyin was stunned for a moment.
After seeing Jiang Cheng approaching, she subconsciously took a step back.
After realizing that she had lost her composure, she turned her head and looked at the direction Yu Wen left, and was surprised to find that she could not even see her shadow.
"Be careful, I'm leaving," she said perfunctorily, then chased her companions and ran away without looking back.
Jiang Cheng looked towards the empty door, his smile slowly fading.
Looking at Jiang Cheng’s appearance, Fatty also became alert and lowered his voice and asked: “Doctor, what did you see?”
“Do you think she looks like someone we know? ?" Jiang Cheng stared at the door and answered the question inappropriately.
“You mean Chen Xiaomeng?” Fatty remembered that Jiang Cheng had said before that the two were similar.
“Well,” Jiang Cheng took a breath, his eyes rarely serious, “They have the same purpose.”
The fat man felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.
He has seen Chen Xiaomeng's methods before. If Jiang Cheng hadn't been there, she would have been the only one who could have gotten out of the last mission alive.
Poor Fan Li fell into her scheme.
Main teaching building.
Two figures shuttled along the corridor. Luo Yi's eyes had not yet broken free from the bloody fingerprint incident. His steps were frivolous and he seemed absent-minded.
Zhen Jianren is no longer as calm as before.
The fine strands of hair were wet with cold sweat and clung to his forehead in embarrassment.
If the strange rubbing sound heard on the first night could be explained by coincidence, the bloody fingerprints undoubtedly showed that they were indeed being targeted by ghosts.
When leaving, he checked the doors of 404, 406, and even 407, which was no longer occupied.
But only their door has fingerprints left on it.
Why?
Did they inadvertently trigger some kind of taboo?
Causing ghosts to target them?
Is it a problem with room 405 itself?
The questions came one after another. His head was in a mess, and the known clues were extremely limited.
Now that it is clear that the ghost is targeting him, the only way is to find the key clues and end the mission before the ghost takes action.
They must hurry up and even take some risks.
"What on earth is that ghost?" Luo Yi's voice came from behind, trembling, "It can leave hoof prints similar to those of a goat, and it also has a terrifying giant hand."
Zhen Jianren is very annoyed at the moment, " Stop talking!" He interrupted: "No matter what it is, you and I can't compete. There is no point in talking about this nonsense."
The only thing that makes him happy at the moment is that he has wet it with water. He used a rag to wipe away the bloody fingerprints on the door.
He knew that if the people in rooms 404 and 406 saw it.
Then his situation will be even more difficult.
During the mission, the guy who is targeted by the ghost will definitely be abandoned by his companions.
He had torn off his tie and threw it somewhere. At this moment, Zhen Jianren looked like a vicious gambler.
Yes, he was indeed prepared to take a gamble.
Luo Yi, on the other hand, is more like giving up on himself after being cornered.
He is a sadist.
In the world that belongs to them.
Female white-collar workers who are alone at midnight, and female students who return home alone at night are all his targets.
He calls himself a midnight loner.
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(End of this chapter)