Chapter 711 Fault
It’s Meng Yumian!
Gao Yan never expected that he would be the first to win the prize.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The black shadow rushed towards him at an extremely fast speed, and finally stood in front of him, only separated from him by an opaque plastic sheet.
Through the small hole, the world outside is dark.
Those legs blocked the small hole.
“Tick.”
“Tick.”
There was a constant sound of water dripping, and every drop was like a needle, piercing into the depths of Gao Yan's mind.
His heartbeat was racing and cold sweat was left along the corners of his eyes. All he could do was to close his mouth tightly and not dare to say a word.
"Stab-"
Gao Yan watched helplessly as the plastic sheet blocking the two was slowly pulled up.
A pair of dance shoes stained red with blood appeared in his field of vision. As the plastic sheet continued to be pulled up, he also saw half of a pale calf.
There was no blood on the legs, and there were a few scars, as if they were scratched during a struggle. At this moment, the skin was turned out, revealing the pale flesh inside.
It feels like zombie meat that has been drained of blood and stuffed into a cold storage for many years.
The plastic sheet stopped when it almost reached the knee.
Gao Yan was trembling, he didn't dare to raise his head at all, he only looked at it with his peripheral vision, because he was worried that he would just bump into a terrifying face when he raised his head.
After a rustling sound, two hands stretched out along the stretched gap. The hands were blue and purple, and they were both clenched into fists, with the palms facing down and the backs of the hands facing up. The palms of the hands felt like Holding onto something.
This scene really frightened Gao Yan. Normal people would be completely unable to perform the same action without bending over.
It seems that this is the so-called guessing game.
After the ghost hand reached in, it stopped moving. It seemed that it was giving him time to choose.
The situation was different from what he thought at the beginning, and Gao Yan did not dare to hand over the eyeball in his hand rashly.
He plucked up the courage and began to examine the hands closer.
The movements of the two hands were almost exactly the same, and the clenched fists were the same size. Just when Gao Yan was guessing what was wrong, suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw a little more red on the ground under his left hand.
That was a drop of blood.
Although it was small and inconspicuous, he still noticed it.
As if it was accidentally splashed, he immediately looked at the ground under his right hand and found that it was clean with only a little dust.
“When Meng Yumian died, she was holding a snatched eye in her hand. The hand holding the eyeball must have been stained with blood.”
Without any further hesitation, Gao Yan took out the glass eyeball and placed it in front of his left hand. He suppressed his trembling voice and said, "I choose the left hand."
A dark wind blew in front of him, and he was so confused that he couldn't open his eyes. , and then, he heard a "dong dong" sound, which gradually faded away.
The glass eyeball under his feet is also gone.
The energy in Gao Yan's heart was released, and he collapsed on the spot, unable to move.
In the rain, Jiang Cheng hid behind an iron shelf. Not long ago, he saw a red figure jumping out of the equipment room.
But then, the red figure seemed to sense something, turned around again, and went back, and this time the footsteps were so light that they could even be covered up by the sound of rain.
Jiang Cheng immediately figured it out. Someone must have secretly hidden in the equipment room because of the darkness, and then was discovered. Meng Yumian responded with a kill.
Who could it be?
First of all, excluding Fatty Huaiyi, Wenliangshan ran directly to the bathroom without daring to look back.
Unlike Shen Mengyun, Wang Qi would not be so stupid, so only Gao Yan would be left.
It's dark under the lamp. It suits the old guy's cunning character.
“Dong.”
“Dong.”
A red figure is like a zombie, jumping away from the equipment room, this time from 2 On the first floor, he jumped 7 or 8 meters away in one leap.
Originally, Jiang Cheng was ready for Meng Yumian to come to him, but it didn't happen. Her stiff back went in another direction.
After observing, Jiang Cheng noticed that Meng Yumian's route of action seemed to have been set early in the morning, and she was searching along a fixed route.
After leaving the equipment room, we went directly to the bell tower.
When she came out of the equipment room for the first time, Meng Yumian also headed towards the bell tower, but something happened midway, causing her to go back to find Gao Yan.
Although the rain curtain made the scene around the playground extremely blurry, the red figure was an exception. Wang Qi was standing at the bell tower window, and the red figure was coming in his direction.
There was not much fear in Wang Qi's eyes, he believed in his own judgment.
Soon, a "dong-dong" sound came from the stairs downstairs, very fast.
It is a life-threatening ghost.
After hearing the sound, Wang Qi turned around, faced the direction of the door, crossed his legs, sat down slowly, then lowered his head, waiting quietly for Meng Yumian's arrival.
"Creak——"
A small door at the top of the clock tower was pushed open.
"Boom."
With just one step, Meng Yumian jumped in front of him.
In the peripheral vision, a pair of dancing shoes dyed red were dazzlingly red, and a little higher up, there was a pair of wet, pale legs.
Similar to what happened to Gao Yan, after being found, the next step is to play a guessing game.
Wang Qi made his choice almost instantly, "Left hand." He fiddled with the glass eyeball in his hand, and seemed a little reluctant to part with it when he handed it over.
"Boom."
"Boom."
The beating sound gradually faded away. Wang Qi moved his body, stood up, and walked down the bell tower.
When passing by a darkroom downstairs, I stopped. It seemed to be the storage room of the cleaning staff. There were several tools in it, and there were some cloth bags and plastic bags hanging on the wall.
Wang Qi took out a plastic bag from it and after shaking it, it looked quite clean.
I dug out two holes and put it on my head.
Jiang Cheng is at the door of the bell tower.
“A messy hairstyle doesn’t look good.” Wang Qi didn’t seem surprised by Jiang Cheng’s arrival. After straightening the plastic bag on his head, he pulled another one off the darkroom wall and faced Jiang Cheng He waved, "You want one too?"
Staring at the black plastic bag Wang Qi put on his head and the two eyes under the holes, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a familiar feeling.
Once in a mission, in the Ping An Apartment, when I got the door, there was a guy inside who called himself Wei Jinting.
The two of them are dressed very similar.
It also gives me a sense of danger.
“It’s weird, isn’t it?” Wang Qi chuckled and didn’t take it seriously at all. He knocked his head and said to himself: “In my memory, there was once a person who liked to do this. That was A guy with a bad mouth, but I actually forgot his name. No, I think I forgot a lot of things."
For the first time, Jiang Cheng smelled a hint of melancholy from this guy. .
When he came into contact with Wenliangshan before, Jiang Cheng also noticed that he seemed to have very vague memories of some previous events, especially the bus that he couldn't remember how to board.
There are gaps in their memories. (End of this chapter)