There was still an hour before the shift change, and Mo Shouchen had nowhere to go, so he chatted with the security guard on duty for a while in the guard room.

"Is that the security captain just now?" Mo Shouchen asked.

The security guard on duty smiled and shook his head: "He is not the security captain, he is the school's dean of students."

"Dean?" Mo Shouchen was very surprised. People really can't be judged by their appearance.

"Haha, when I first came here, I heard that he was the dean of students. It's the same expression you have now. Director Song always likes to have a straight face and speak fiercely. Not only the students are afraid of him, but even the teachers are afraid of him.

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After chatting with the security guard on duty for a few words, Mo Shouchen deliberately brought the topic to the school's ghost stories.

But the security guard on duty said that he had never heard of any strange stories in the school, and there were no strange rumors.

After chatting for a while, two security guards came to the guard room. One of them looked a bit older, at least fifty or sixty years old.

"This is Lao Liu."

After the security guard on duty handed Mo Shouchen to Lao Liu, he went home directly from get off work.

Lao Liu is a very enthusiastic person. He said that he is 59 years old and will retire in a week, so the school is anxious and wants to recruit a security guard to take his place as soon as possible.

After getting to know each other, Lao Liu took Mo Shouchen to the cafeteria on the first floor.

The cafeteria is very big, and there are about a hundred students having dinner inside.

On one side of the cafeteria, Director Song was standing in front of a male student with his hands behind his back. The male student was holding a dinner plate on his head.

His eyes were fixed on Director Song, with anger in his eyes, and he seemed to be unconvinced.

The other students lowered their heads and concentrated on eating. The entire cafeteria was very quiet. Only the sound of food and tableware colliding could be heard. No one spoke.

Moreover, there is not a trace of smile on the faces of these students. It is estimated that even in prison, the atmosphere will not be so depressing.

Lao Liu asked for three lunch boxes at the cafeteria window, and then asked Mo Shouchen to leave the cafeteria with the lunch boxes in his hands.

On the way back, Mo Shouchen asked curiously: "What happened to that male student just now?"

"That's a new student. I heard there were always fights outside, so they were sent here by their parents. Usually these students are not very honest in the first few days after they come here. They just need to be disciplined for a while."

Lao Liu's tone was calm, as if he was used to this kind of thing.

I returned to the guard room and opened the lunch box. There were only two vegetarian dishes in it. Another security guard started complaining that the school was stingy and didn't even have a meat star.

Mo Shouchen was not picky, he picked up the lunch box and started eating it, but to be honest, this was the most unpalatable lunch box he had ever eaten.

After finishing the meal, the three of them started chatting with nothing to do, but there was no valuable information.

I heard from Lao Liu that there are two security guards on night shift every day, one is responsible for the first half of the night and the other is responsible for the second half of the night.

Night patrols are conducted every two hours starting at 9 p.m., and another security guard can sleep in the guard room.

At nine o'clock in the blink of an eye, Lao Liu and Mo Shouchen began to patrol the night.

The Rebel Education School has only one building, with a total of three floors. The first floor is the living area, the second floor is the classroom, and the third floor is the dormitory.

Perhaps to prevent accidents among students, iron bars were installed on all windows of the entire building, and the only entrance and exit was the main entrance.

Although it was only nine o'clock, the lights in the dormitory were already turned off, and only the emergency lights in the corridors were on on the first and second floors.

The whole building was silent, giving people a lifeless feeling.

Mo Shouchen followed Lao Liu to the first floor. In the long and narrow corridor, emergency lights were lit at intervals.

The green lights are like guiding lights leading to the underworld, giving people an eerie and cold feeling.

Lao Liu walked ahead with a flashlight, telling Mo Shouchen the precautions for night patrols as he walked.

He said that punch-in machines were installed at both ends of the corridors on each floor. When patrolling at night, just take the electronic buckle and swipe it on each punch-in machine.

However, remember that the interval between the two punch-in machines on each floor must exceed 10 minutes. If the interval is too short, the leader will think that the inspection is not careful enough.

After walking around the first floor, the two people arrived at the second floor.

There is a classroom on both sides of the corridor on the second floor, and glass windows are installed on the front and rear doors of the classroom.

When Mo Shouchen passed by one of the classrooms, he glanced inside through the window. There were neat rows of desks and chairs in the classroom.

In the dark environment, the empty tables and chairs looked particularly strange, as if a student might appear on the chair at any time.

When the student slowly turns his head around, he will reveal a terrifying face.

In this environment, people's brains will always have uncontrollable thoughts. Mo Shouchen couldn't help but ask Lao Liu: "Aren't you afraid of patrolling alone at night?"

Old Liu said strangely: "We are not the only ones here. There are so many students and teachers living on the third floor. What is there to be afraid of? If you are so timid, I advise you to stop working as a night shift security guard as soon as possible."

Mo Shouchen laughed awkwardly. There seemed to be nothing wrong with this building, but there must be a reason why the script tasks were arranged here, so he reminded himself in his heart not to take it lightly.

The two of them continued walking along the corridor. Every time they passed the classroom door, Mo Shouchen would still subconsciously look inside through the glass window.

When passing the second to last classroom, he glanced into the glass window as before, and then stepped forward.

But as soon as the foot he stepped out touched the ground, he was stunned. Just when he passed the glass window, he seemed to see someone sitting in the front row of the classroom.

He quickly took a step back, and then looked inside the classroom through the glass window. The seat where the person had just appeared was empty at the moment, with nothing in it.

Could it be that I am dazzled?

At this time, Lao Liu had already finished swiping the buckle at the end of the corridor, turned around and walked back.

This time Mo Shouchen did not follow immediately, but hid sideways by the door.

After Lao Liu walked out more than ten meters away, he quietly approached the glass window and took a look inside the classroom.

I saw a head slowly protruding from under the seat where the figure had just appeared.

"Old Liu, there seems to be someone in this classroom!" Mo Shouchen shouted.

Old Liu, who had already walked far away, ran back after hearing this. He pushed the door open and asked, "Where is he?"

Mo Shouchen pointed to the window seat in the front row: "It's right there!"

Lao Liu used his flashlight to shine in the direction Mo Shouchen pointed, but there was nothing on the seat.

But there seems to be a black figure hiding under the table...

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