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Chapter 242 Die

But even after entering Luomi Middle School, I still don’t know where to start to find clues about Suzuki Kaoru.

"Go to the old school building. Suzuki-senpai and Sato-senpai used to live there." Chiyuki Shinkai nodded.

Futaba Cheng gave her a strange look: "After such a big thing happened, will the school still keep the students' belongings from the past?"

"No, because Sato-senpai jumped from the rooftop of the school building, many students were afraid and asked to move out of the school building." Xinhai Qianyue smiled, "After all, many of the people who come here to school are real eldest ladies, plus there are some

Funding... So the school simply closed down the old school building and freed up the new school building for people to live in."

"I think when the school was closed, the senior's things probably hadn't been taken away yet, because the suspect was quickly identified, so the police didn't come over to search for anything, they just took senior Suzuki back."

"It's amazing to abandon a school building because someone jumped off the building," Nana couldn't help but say in the morning.

It truly deserves to be a school for young ladies.

Xinhai Qianxue suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Actually, it's not just for this reason. There are many strange stories about that school building, and it is a very famous place in the school."

"For example?" Futaba Cheng asked.

"Hanako in the toilet."

"Hanako?"

In the morning, Nana seemed not to understand these urban legends, but Futaba Makoto explained: "It is said that during the war, a student named Hanako was trapped in the bathroom because of bullying. At that time, there were planes bombing

, even when she heard the call for help, no teacher or student opened the door. In the end, Hanako did not run to the air-raid shelter in time and was burned alive."

"Since that time, many students have said that they can always hear cries of 'can't open' and 'can't open' in the last stall of the bathroom, and many students who boldly opened the door have disappeared.

, it is said that he was taken to hell by Hanako.”

"It is rumored that Hanako..."

"Hey, hey! Stop talking!" Nana immediately hugged Futaba Cheng's arm in the morning and became scared, "So, is the place we are going to now a haunted house?!"

Haunted house…

If you put it this way, it seems like you are going to an incredible place.

Futaba Makoto looked at Chiyuki Shinkai. At this time, the girl looked not afraid at all and said: "These are all fake. The ghost stories are just things to scare children."

Seeing her like this, Futaba Cheng couldn't help but smile.

He was actually not afraid of this, but Xinhai Qianxue's boldness was beyond his expectation.

Soon, under the leadership of Xinhai Qianxue, everyone came to the so-called old school building - the school building was more like an apartment, six stories high. The building showed a pale white color under the moonlight, and there were no lights at all, revealing that

Out of weirdness.

"How to get in?" Futaba Cheng looked at it. The door was closed. If there is no key, you can't get in, right?

"Here." Xinhai Qianxue waved.

Everyone followed Xinkai Qianxue around to the back of the building and found that the back door was actually ajar.

"This place is actually unlocked, isn't it sealed?" Futaba Cheng was a little surprised.

"I don't know, but students often come here to hold courage test competitions." Xinhai Qianxue explained, "They probably started it."

"All right……"

After Futaba Cheng and the others entered the school building, they immediately felt that the temperature inside seemed to have dropped a lot. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Futaba Cheng always felt that they were not the only ones in this building.

Inside is a long corridor, dark and deep, with rooms on both sides, and the doors are closed.

In the morning, Nana got a little closer to Futaba Makoto.

"A miko like you is actually afraid of this." Futaba Cheng couldn't help but smile.

"Who said witches can't be afraid of ghosts?!"

"You see Yuyou is much calmer than you." When Futaba Cheng smiled, he looked behind him, but did not find 'Pikachu'.

Um?

Where is Gong Bai?!

Futaba Makoto took a flashlight and looked around, and finally spotted the yellow figure running to the stairs.

"Hey Yuyou, don't act alone." After seeing this, Futaba Cheng quickly followed.

"Wait a minute, Cheng!"

'Pikachu' went directly to the third floor, and finally stopped at the door of a room. After Futaba Cheng found her, he showed a helpless expression: "Don't run around, it's very dark here."

The other party did not respond to Futaba Cheng, but stretched out his furry little hand and pushed the door open.

At this time, Chiyuki Shinkai and the others also arrived. When they saw the room, Chiyuki Shinkai was very surprised and said: "302, that's where Suzuki-senpai and Sato-senpai once lived."

Futaba Cheng was also stunned for a moment.

After everyone went in together, they found that the room was a four-person room with a bed and a table. It didn't look like there was anything special about it, but almost everything inside had been emptied.

"Everything seems to have been taken away, let's take a look?" Futaba Cheng tried to turn on the power in the room, but found that there was no power.

Yes, after all, this place has been sealed off. Although it didn't last long, it would be strange to have electricity.

"A-Cheng, this drawer seems to be locked." At this time, Nana Zai pointed at one of the desk drawers. She tried to pull it but there was no response.

"I guess I need a key." Futaba Cheng also stretched out his hand and pulled it, and it was indeed locked.

But they probably have the key.

"Could this be Suzuki's desk?" At this time, Suzuki Kaoru asked.

"It's not hers." Futaba Cheng's tone suddenly changed and seemed a little hoarse.

"So sure?" In the morning, when Nana was a little strange, she found that Futaba Cheng was shining a flashlight on another desk, as if he was looking at something.

There seemed to be something written on the desk. In the morning, Nana followed her gaze and was stunned——

[Go to hell, murderer]

[disgusting guy]

[Why don't you die, you bastard]

[Go, die, die, die, die]

[murderer]

[die die die die die die die]

The desk was densely covered with curse words written with oil-based pens, and the handwriting was different. It looked like they were written by many people.

After Nana saw this in the morning, she didn't come back to her senses for a long time: "A Cheng, could this be..."

"Well, this should be Suzuki's desk." Futaba Makoto's fingers rubbed the dazzling curse on the desk, but his mood became mixed.

He didn't believe that Suzuki Kaoru was a killer, but after seeing these words, Futaba Makoto felt heavy.

I hope that guy hasn't seen it.

Futaba Makoto stopped paying attention to the table. He reached out and opened the drawer to look for the things Suzuki Kaoru left, but found that except for a few books, there were no clues.

"I really like reading books." Futaba Cheng picked up a book and found a bookmark inside.

Um?

After picking up the bookmark, Futaba Cheng found a line of words written on it.
Chapter completed!
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