Chapter 84 Accident
Block C, next to the stairs at the corner of the corridor.
Two figures, one fat and one thin, stood there, staring at the ground not far away.
"Doctor," the fat man seemed to have something wrong with his tongue, and his words were trembling, "this is."
About 2 meters away in front of him, a severed arm hung limply. On the ground.
From the positions of the two men, one can still see the twisted muscles and broken bones at the cross section.
“It’s Yu Wen,” Jiang Cheng nodded.
The fat man couldn't help but swallow. He looked away and looked in the direction of the surrounding walls. Large blood stains were splashed out, even on the ceiling.
Although I didn’t see Yu Wen’s body with my own eyes, it is no longer important.
Turn around this corner and walk a while further to reach the music classroom.
The fat man probed his head, glanced at the darkness in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "So. Yu Wen wanted to go to the music classroom, but she didn't expect to be killed by a ghost on the way."
Jiang Cheng turned his head and stared. Looking at both sides of the corridor, he answered after a while: "No, she was killed after she came out of the music classroom and walked here."
Just when the fat man frowned and wondered how Jiang Cheng came to this conclusion, something sounded in his ear. Suddenly a bell rang.
Ringtones for mobile phones.
The two lowered their heads and realized that the sound came from the palm of the broken arm.
It's a red mobile phone.
Because the color was too similar to blood, it was not noticed immediately.
The fat man was so frightened that his body kept shaking. If Jiang Cheng hadn't been by his side, he would have almost fainted.
Jiang Cheng stepped forward, opened the fingers that were holding the phone tightly, then picked up the phone, handed it to his ear, and then pressed the answer button.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Because of the distance, Fatty could only tell that the other party was a woman, and the voice he spoke was also very strange.
"I'm not," Jiang Cheng said for the first time after listening for a while, "Yu Wen," Jiang Cheng glanced at the severed arm on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and then said in a calm tone: "She is by my side, She's fine, don't worry, it's just not convenient to answer the phone right now."
I don't know what he said, Jiang Cheng took a few steps away, covered his mouth with his hand, and replied in a low voice.
The fat man wanted to follow, but Jiang Cheng stopped him with extremely serious eyes.
It wasn't until after leaving Block C that Fatty seemed to be alive again and continued to throw doubts at Jiang Cheng.
"Doctor, who called just now?"
Jiang Cheng also put his cell phone into his pocket. His pocket looked bulging, and he didn't know what toys were stuffed there.
“Feng Lan,” Jiang Cheng said without turning around, “she said that Yu Wen had asked her to talk about something, but she waited at the agreed place for almost 2 hours and no one was there.”
Of course, before he could wait, he was already dead outside the music classroom in Block C.
As if he thought of something, the fat man's eyes suddenly became nervous, "Doctor," he looked at Jiang Cheng and asked in surprise, "Isn't the Feng Lan who called me a ghost in disguise?"
Jiang Cheng touched his chin: "Probably not, but this possibility cannot be completely ruled out."
"Then you have to be careful," the fat man said with concern: "Maybe answering the phone will trigger the ghost to kill. One of the mechanisms, you may have been locked by the ghost."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng turned around, patted the fat man on the shoulder, and was moved: "Good brother, you don't have to worry about me, I have already thought of this. A little, mention We have prepared countermeasures beforehand."
The fat man admired Jiang Cheng more and more. He felt that it was a blessing from his previous life to meet such a person in his nightmare. He also extended a hand and patted him. On Jiang Cheng's shoulder, he asked excitedly: "Doctor, how did you do that?"
"The other party finally asked me about my identity," Jiang Cheng said slowly: "I said my name is Wang Fugui."< br>
"Doctor, I thank you for eight generations of ancestors!"
Downstairs of the old dormitory, a woman wearing a scarf breathed into her hand.
She is not tall, but she has obviously been carefully dressed up. Her pink sweater collar is turned out, making her look particularly cute.
The light blue jeans hang straight down, and underneath is a pair of white wide-mouth leather shoes with a small red heart mark on the edge.
It can also be regarded as a woman’s caution.
She has been waiting here for a long time, but the person she is waiting for has never appeared.
The sky is getting darker and the temperature is getting lower and lower.
She took her hand out of her coat pocket and looked at the phone in her hand, her eyes suddenly becoming blurred.
"Miss Yu," she said softly in an inaudible voice.
“Why is the mobile phone I gave you in the hands of a man.”
Holding the phone tightly, her eyes suddenly became cold. She stared at the night in the distance, and the corners of her mouth tightened into a straight line.
"Wang Fugui"
"Fat man," Jiang Cheng asked, "do you feel better?"
After Jiang Cheng, the two fat men left Block C, they walked along the Follow the road with street lights and walk towards the equipment room.
While passing by the cafeteria on the way, Jiang Cheng smelled the strong aroma of meat, so he forcibly pulled the fat man in in the name of helping him to cleanse himself from the wind and dust.
And generously let the fat man order whatever he wanted, saying he was treating him.
"Why do I feel like something is wrong here?" The fat man looked at the empty canteen, his face changed with fear.
There is no one here, but all the lights are on, and the dining area is filled with freshly cooked dishes behind the glass.
Jiang Cheng reached out and touched it, and it was still very hot.
The two of them took time to go to the back kitchen for a walk. The door there was open, and several pieces of chef's clothes were still hung on the backs of chairs.
Everything was in order, as if everyone left at the same time just a second before they entered.
After opening the lid of the pot, there was still broth simmering inside.
The heat fills the air along with the aroma.
Jiang Cheng stared at the broth in the pot and seemed to think of something, so he went to find a clean spoon in a nearby cabinet, took a little and tasted it.
The fat man was shocked by Jiang Cheng's actions. He didn't understand what the latter was going to do.
But then——
“Hmm”
Jiang Cheng’s face suddenly changed, and his whole expression became tangled.
"Doctor," the fat man called, "what's wrong with you?"
He subconsciously looked at the soup pot. Based on his many years of film and television experience, he knew that the soup in this pot might be poisonous.
But the fat man wondered, could ghosts also poison?
Is this necessary?
Just when Fatty was thinking about how to save Jiang Cheng, the latter suddenly spoke.
“It’s so hot,” Jiang Cheng opened his mouth wide, fanning himself with his hands and breathing heavily.
"Hot?" The fat man's eyes widened.
Feeling that it was almost done, Jiang Cheng covered his mouth, put down the spoon in his hand, and picked up the chef's spoon from the shelf next to him. While serving it, he said to the fat man standing next to him: "It's better to serve it out first. Wait until it cools down before drinking."
Fat Man: "."
Jiangcheng Transfer. He looked at the fat man and asked, "Aren't you going to drink?"
The fat man was silent for a while, then raised his head very seriously and said, "Doctor, have you ever thought about it, maybe it's not an accident that you are an orphan. "I'm super busy today, the second update will probably be around 12 o'clock
(End of this chapter)