"Don't worry too much. We just have a few questions to ask, why don't we... go in and talk?"
When Zhao Mou was playing the role of scaring people, Wen Qinghuai, who was much thinner than Zhao Mou, could only be the role of talking well. He smiled at the three students who were full of vigilance and signaled the compartment inside.
After all, the public area is too close to the door, and if what you say later will be heard by the mice outside, something may happen.
Although reluctant, the three students still took the two to the only empty compartment with fear and aggrievance. There was nothing in the empty compartment, and even the bed was left with bare bed boards. Only traces of blood infiltration could be seen at the end of the bed.
Zhao Mou glanced at the Bloodstone and pretended not to understand anything: "What's going on?"
"This is what our previous roommate stayed." The bold roommate was silent for a moment before saying, "He studied well and was the best in our dormitory. None of us expected that he would be the first to be unable to bear it."
William looked at the faces of the people around him and added hesitantly: "He is too stressed and is watched by the red armband every day. When he was studying, he often said to himself that he must win the first place this time. Moreover, he is not in good health. Every time he grabs food in the cafeteria, he can't grab the things from the falling bird window. Over time, his arms begin to grow eyes..."
The timid roommate quickly stopped him: "Damn, stop talking about this thing, I'm still scared when I think about it, I'm so disgusting!"
Zhao Mou squinted calmly.
It seems that the students in this dormitory, like most students, have been distorted by this school without realizing it. If placed outside, people like those who only feel disgusted when talking about dead roommates will definitely be condemned, but they seem to be used to it.
William sighed when he heard what his roommate said: "Anyway, he couldn't accept his appearance, and his mental state was getting worse and worse. Finally, one night, he took a knife to pierce the eyes on his arms and then cut the artery. We found out the next morning that it was too late."
"No one slept in this bed later. There are many beds in our school, and it is generally not crowded in the middle, unless the entire dormitory is empty." The roommate then added.
"So that's it." Wen Qinghuai smiled faintly, without intending to waste time, so he went straight to the point, "It's a fake to find your question."
William cursed in his heart, "Fuck, of course I know it's fake, you didn't even bring a book."
Wen Qinghuai looked at the faces of the three students and knew that they were reluctant, but none of them were good people, so he didn't need to take care of the mood of these people: "In fact, we want to know about you. You have lived in this dormitory building for almost three years, right? Have you ever learned about some rumors about the dormitory building, such as the special monitoring of the dormitory manager for this building, or will there be special things happening occasionally in this building at night?"
"Ah?" All three students were surprised. What's the problem?
"What do you want to know about this?" William asked in confusion.
"There are so many messes in this school, and it's weird everywhere. Evening self-study is easy to kill people. We have to figure out if the dormitory building is the same. If you ask you to say it, your friend." Zhao Mou raised his eyebrows, "Looking at your reaction, it seems like you know something."
"..." William had nothing to say. He just thought it was unnecessary. "You guys thought too much. As long as you stay in your room at night, there would be no trouble. It would be fine if you run around like you. When checking the bed, you should pretend to sleep with the dormitory manager. Don't open the door at night. It's enough to lock the door. You know more useless."
Zhao Mou glared at him unhappily, and the look behind the lens made people very scary: "Is it necessary to say it? Tell me everything you know."
The timid roommate said unhappily at this time: "Referee, it's not OK for you to go to St. Jones Middle School like this. The school rules say that you can't fight casually. If you are caught by the red armband, you will be punished by the teacher."
It seems that his cowardice is only targeting ghosts.
"Is that so? According to my opinion, the school rules are just like doing things. I have seen someone bullying classmates directly. Isn't it no one cares about it?" Zhao Mou covered his hands together and pressed his knuckles. "I just beat you up now. What's the evidence that I did it? What's more, if you talk nonsense to me and don't tell me what I want to know, I won't beat you up, I will just throw you into the corridor."
The roommate's emotions instantly calmed down and he didn't dare to speak anymore.
"Don't be angry, I know a little about this, I'll say." The bold roommate couldn't stand it. Anyway, the three of them were the weaker ones, so it would be better to cooperate and send the person away and go to bed early.
"Then I'll go back and review first." William walked out of the empty compartment without being very happy.
The consequences of the knock on the door in the middle of the night were astonishing as it was. William returned to his cubicle, picked up the water cup and took a sip.
He actually had a little impression of these two transfer students.
It seems that Director Gene caught these transfer students in the corridor and asked some questions. He looked at them from a distance and didn't remember the appearance of these people very much, but he could barely get the seat as soon as he was reminded.
It is impossible to say that you don’t get angry.
They had a good review, but they didn't say anything about the two domineering students kicked the door, and asked them to answer questions rudely. Didn't this take up their original study time?
They were almost scared to death when they knocked on the door in the middle of the night.
He even kicked the door a crack. If the door is really kicked open, it is not a test score question of one or two points or ten points, but they will really die! He didn't believe that the student used the corridor as a threat to force them to answer questions, and would not know the existence of ghosts in the corridor of the dormitory building.
Then didn’t these two transfer students almost intentionally kill them?
It really made two disasters. Otherwise, it would be better to die early like his ex-roommate. At least if his roommate dies, he can get one in the grade ranking, and the probability of survival is higher. These two transfer students don’t know how good their learning level is, but this personality will definitely be the one that causes trouble.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! William moved to the desk and sat down, cursing the transfer student fiercely. He heard his roommate answering the question obediently, and was even a little dissatisfied.
"If you want to know about the female dormitory manager, I have heard from my senior before." The brave student scratched his head, "According to this year, the dormitory manager has been in school for seven or eight years. It is said that he is the school employee with the shortest working hours except for the new physics teacher in Class 4."
"I heard that she had a big belly when she first came, but her belly soon disappeared. Someone saw a bloody knife in her duty room, and there were blood marks left on her abdomen for a long time."
"Many people guessed that she had dissected the baby, which caused a lot of discussion at that time. After that, in addition to checking the bed every day, the dormitory manager would also go into the building at many uncertain times, as if looking for something, but she didn't find it."
"Is she still swaying around now?" Wen Qinghuai asked.
Anyway, he hasn't seen it in the past few days.
"No, it's no longer the case. The dormitory manager was no longer like this when I entered school, but now I hear a woman's voice every few days at night."
Zhao Mou: "What is the voice of a woman? Aren't we male sleeping?"
"I don't know, the sound felt quite small. A strange woman's voice was always shouting to us... They are coming soon, they are closing, there is no food, etc. We don't know what it means, so we keep treating it as a ghost." The roommate thought for a moment, "The time interval between her appearance is not big. Sometimes it only takes two days, and sometimes it takes about a week. You can try your luck tomorrow night, maybe she will come?"