Chapter 710 Great Cleverness
The few people did not communicate much. Yuan Xiaoyi said that after finding the eyeball, leave as soon as possible. Meng Yumian will appear later.
But they would not have thought that just after they left the equipment room, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the room, causing the corner of the wallpaper to rustle.
Revealing a gray face in the mirror behind.
After Jiang Cheng and others came out, they separated according to the original plan. Jiang Cheng walked alone in the rain. He never thought that he could avoid Meng Yumian.
If they could contact Meng Yumian as early as possible, they might be able to find a way out of her. In that case, the mission could be ended early, and Fatty Huaiyi and the others would have a greater chance of survival.
Jiang Cheng has always been skeptical about Gao Yan's guess. Simply judging life and death by choosing the left and right eyes is somewhat arbitrary.
This is not like a nightmare mission.
Jiang Cheng was thinking as he walked towards the grove. He would not stand still in one position, he would move. In his opinion, the playground was the best place for observation.
He is not the only one who thinks so, there is another person who thinks similarly to him.
Wang Qi.
The place he chose was the clock tower.
It was a commanding height, overlooking the entire playground, but at the same time, it was also what military strategists called a death place. Once targeted, he had no chance of escaping.
So he, like himself, was not prepared to escape.
He did not regard himself as prey.
He is a hunter.
The rain curtain blocked the line of sight, and even Jiang Cheng didn't notice that there was an inconspicuous crooked-neck tree about 10 meters to his left.
And behind the tree, there was a pair of eyes, staring at him.
Waiting for Jiang Cheng’s back to disappear behind the curtain of rain, the figure behind the tree jumped out impatiently, and then quickly ran towards the equipment room.
The equipment room is divided into two floors, with stairs inside and outside. Gao Yan quickly walked along the stairs outside to the second floor.
The door on the second floor was an old wooden door with many pits on it, and the door shaft was soaked in disarray by the rain. It didn't take much effort for Gao Yan to open it.
There was a musty smell.
Gao Yan doesn't care about this. In his opinion, there is no safer place than the equipment room.
This is called darkness under the lamp. Meng Yumian was locked here at that time. She would never have imagined that someone would dare to hide here.
After a brief inspection, Gao Yan found an inconspicuous corner. He opened a piece of plastic sheet and found an iron shelf underneath. It was empty and the space was relatively spacious.
He couldn't help but chuckle, and immediately squatted down and got in.
Hey, it’s just the right size.
It’s like it’s tailor-made for him.
Immediately afterwards, he immediately put down the rolled up plastic sheet and spread it all the way to the ground, thus completely sealing himself.
After thinking about it, he quietly dug a very small hole in the plastic sheet. Through this hole, he could observe the outside.
Everything is safe now
After settling himself, Gao Yan let out a long sigh of relief. He couldn't help but think about a question, where would Meng Yumian, the female ghost in red, appear first.
The grove was the place where she died. According to his experience, ghosts are most likely to appear at the place of death, and her obsession may be hidden there.
I just don’t know which unlucky guy will choose to hide there, fearing that he will be the first one to come to his door.
“Zila——”
Just when Gao Yan was worrying about others, a slight sound suddenly came from his ears, like a piece of paper being torn open.
"Zi La——"
"Zi La——"
At first Gao Yan thought it was the wind, but soon, he didn't think so. , because this sound has a very special rhythm.
He couldn't describe it, it was like something was squeezing out desperately, and then there were many pieces of paper attached to it, and there was a sound of the paper being torn apart.
"Boom."
The floor trembled slightly.
“Boom.”
Soon after, there was the second sound.
Now Gao Yan heard it clearly. It was the sound of a foot landing on the ground. It was very deep and heavy, as if he was wearing a pair of heavy boots.
The sound came from downstairs.
Right at his feet!
Connecting these, Gao Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and such a scene could not stop appearing in his mind.
A female ghost in red struggled to get out of the mirror. Because there was a layer of paper on the mirror, she tore the paper to pieces during the struggle.
Then first one foot stepped out, then the other.
As if in response to Gao Yan's guess, the thing downstairs started to move.
“Dong.”
“Dong.”
The sound was twice as loud as the previous one. Gao Yan could imagine that it was a female ghost jumping around. .
She didn’t just walk, she actually jumped forward like a zombie in the movie!
Damn it, the corner of Gao Yan's mouth twitched, and the back of his head was cold. Who would have thought that this ghost actually came out of the mirror in the equipment room!
Gao Yan recalled his cleverness not long ago, stretched out his hand, and wanted to give himself a slap in the face with his backhand.
But he didn't, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare. He was worried that the female ghost would find out if he made any noise.
Hold his breath, Gao Yan retracted his feet, lowered his head, held his knees with both hands, and huddled into a small ball.
If possible, he would like to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"You can't see me, you can't see me, I'm hiding in a very hidden place, she can't find me, she can't find me." Gao Yan worshiped all the gods and Buddhas whose names he remembered in his heart, and he had never felt so humble before. .
But it seems to be really useful.
With the sound of the door opening, the "dong-dong" beating sound gradually faded away, as if heading towards the playground, and finally disappeared in the rain.
“Huh——” Gao Yan took a long breath and slowly moved his legs, preparing to get up and change places.
After all, this is the birthplace of ghosts. Who knows if something else will happen. Thinking of the mirror downstairs, his calf cramped.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time." He slowly changed his posture, but just as he reached out his hand to lift the plastic sheet blocking him, as if he felt something in his heart, he decided to play it safe.
So he slowly moved his face up and looked outside through the small hole he had dug earlier.
It was darker outside, and everything was only a dark black outline. When his eyes glanced to the right, Gao Yan couldn't help but frowned.
When he came in, he briefly checked around the area. If he remembered correctly, there were some old equipment there, such as tables and chairs. They were placed very flatly and there was nothing too high.
But at this moment there is a large vase standing on the equipment.
As a bolt of lightning passed by, bringing a moment of light to the dark room, Gao Yan's pupils slowly dilated, and the next second, they shrank sharply into a slit.
That was not a vase at all, but two pale legs together, with water dripping down along the broken bright red skirt.
There was a person standing on the old table. (End of this chapter)