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Chapter 2 Patterns on the Defocused Wall

Chapter 2 Patterns on the Focused Wall

The dilapidated iron gate has long been rusty, vines are crawling all over the wall, and the teaching building is hidden in the darkness.

"This is Hope Primary School?"

"Um!"

The four of them looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't help but retreat.

Hope Primary School is located in the old town of Binhai City. This area was included in the urban reconstruction plan by the government more than ten years ago. However, there has been no action now and the nearby residents have long since moved away.

The long grass on the roadside is almost as tall as a person.

Zhang Manman took out his mobile phone from his pocket, it was three o'clock in the morning.

‘I’m really crazy, I will come here with two psychopaths in the middle of the night!’ She thought with her forehead in pain.

the other side.

Qiao Jun mustered up the courage to go to the iron door and take a look. A thick chain was firmly locked. He just picked it up and shook it. The seemingly thick chain suddenly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground. He blinked.

Blinking, he looked back at the three of them and smiled with all his strength:

"You're already here, so it wouldn't be appropriate if you don't go in and take a look."

‘Suitable.’ X3

With a heartbreaking creaking sound, the rusty iron door was slowly pushed open, and several birds flew out of the tree crown. Qiao Jun and the other two turned on their mobile phone flashlights and stepped into Hope Primary School.

"Qiao Jun, why do you want to come here?"

Zhang Manman asked curiously.

She had been holding this question in her mind for a long time. It was difficult to ask her in the taxi, but now she couldn't help it anymore.

Qiao Jun paused slightly in his steps and said without looking back:

"Actually, you also know that our Detective Agency and the Supernatural Society have always been at odds with each other. Recently, they were even at odds over the competition for the classroom, so we made a bet."

There is no need to say more about the next words, Zhang Manman can guess it, and her heart feels like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past. How boring is it to do such a thing? She turned to look at Song Ting, what she meant in her eyes

It's obvious: your crush is probably not a fool, right?

Song Ting pretended not to see it, took a few steps forward and came to Qiao Jun, and whispered softly: "Then why do you come to such a remote place?"

I don't know if he was really scared or fake, but he pressed his body close to Qiao Jun's shoulder.

Qiao Jun lowered his eyebrows and caught a glimpse of those white and slender calves. He coughed and said, "This Hope Primary School was very famous ten years ago."

"The principal was a good person. He recruited all left-behind children from the old city and halved their enrollment fees. At that time, many left-behind families were willing to send their children to study here."

"It's just that on a midsummer night ten years ago, a fire suddenly broke out in this school. It is said that the principal died in the flames to save the students and did not escape. Since then, this Hope Primary School has been abandoned."

"If you put it this way, it's not so scary now when you look at it in the past." Song Ting said with a smile.

"No...this is just one version."

It was Ge Hua who spoke. His whole body was trembling slightly under the pale white light. When he saw Zhang Manman and Song Ting looking at him, he adjusted his glasses and said in a trembling voice:

"It is said that the principal has mental illness. The establishment of this school is all due to his hypocritical face. Those children came to this school and found that it was not as good as the outside world said. It was not as good as the outside world.

The teachers only beat me and scolded me.”

"And because of family reasons, the people who stay here are all elderly grandparents. Even if one or two tell their families, they will be deceived when they come to school..."

Zhang Manman and Song Ting looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces.

"Especially after the fire, many nearby residents heard sounds coming from the teaching building, like they were playing hide and seek..."

Zhang Manman felt goosebumps all over her body when she heard this, and asked: "How do you know all this?"

While they were talking, the four of them had arrived downstairs.

The flashlight of the mobile phone swept back and forth, and the darkness left by the fire was deep on the surface of the wall. Most of the walls were cracked into spider webs, which was very scary.

Qiao Jun held up his mobile phone and looked up. This teaching building has five floors, and they are going to broadcast live in a classroom on the fourth floor!

Behind the old tree, a pair of eyes were looking at them.

Crunch——

Opening the old wooden door, the four people walked in one after another.

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at the same time.

On a small road outside Hope Primary School, a black taxi stopped.

With Martin boots grinding against the gravel, Li Kui got out of the car and looked at the building standing in the darkness in the distance. A red dot flashed in his ear. He could clearly hear the conversation of the four people, and he couldn't help but shake his head:

“Today’s young people really have too much to eat!”

When Si Yan got out of the car, Li Kui secretly put a listening device in his pocket. He thought they had some special purpose, but he didn't expect it to be for this reason.

He turned around and took out a black duffel bag from the trunk, then patted the car body.

Immediately I saw the entire car slowly disappearing into nothingness.

"Zhang Guangxian..."

Whispering his name, Li Kui's figure gradually disappeared into the long grass.

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"Now, look around...this is the classroom on the fourth floor of Hope Primary School, No. 365 Binhai Road!"

Qiao Jun held up his mobile phone, and the camera passed over the old classroom and the scenery outside the window.

"It's bright, it's bright!"

A few candles burned slowly on the old table, and a bright yellow halo spread.

"Is that okay now?"

Qiao Jun stared at the mobile phone camera and saw countless faces surging in the screen, and suddenly there was a noisy sound from the mobile phone.

"Okay... the people in your detective agency are talented, but don't forget that there is one last thing, which is to invite immortals. If you do this, our supernatural agency will see you take a detour from now on."

!”

"Yep!"

"Xiaojun...victory is right in front of us. We only have to take the last step. It is our duty to revive the glory of our detective agency. It's up to you!"

"Come on Qiao Jun!"

‘It really doesn’t hurt to stand and talk.’ Qiao Jun thought to himself.

Speaking of Fuqi, some people may be unfamiliar with it, but when it comes to its other name, please tell me... I think many people are familiar with it, and the outcome of the bet between the two sides depends on this step.

Thinking like this, Qiao Jun looked up and felt an awkward feeling in his heart.

This old classroom survived the fire, with dark traces left on the walls. The floor under the feet was made of wooden boards, and with a panicked creaking sound, a large amount of dust was thrown up with every step.

Looking around, he found Ge Hua squatting in the back corner and not knowing what he was doing.



This is a pattern drawn with charcoal.

A little man, a wall, a small hole in the center of the wall, and a larger little man painted next to it.

Ge Hua was squatting on the ground, touching his chin and thinking.

"Did the person who drew the pattern want to express that this little person is hiding from another person?"

The sudden voice almost made Ge Hua's soul rise to heaven. When he turned around, it was Zhang Manman squatting beside him, adjusting his glasses and complaining: "Zhang Manman, do you know that people are scary?"

, it will scare people to death!”

"Hehe... I'm sorry." Zhang Manman smiled heartily, "Then do you think I'm right?"

Ge Hua first shook his head and then nodded.

This wall is very badly carbonized. There seems to be something painted next to the villain, but I can’t see it clearly anymore. However, the credibility of what Zhang Manman said is indeed not low, because it is really chilling to think of another story here.

.

At this time.

"Ge Hua, Manman... come here, it's just the last step before we can go back." Qiao Jun's voice came.

Zhang Manman was not deaf. She could clearly hear what Qiao Jun was saying on her phone just now. She felt that there was really no need to make such a scene. She walked to Song Ting and was about to speak when she saw the latter clasping her hands.

Make a begging gesture with pleading eyes.

After a while, he finally let out a long sigh and nodded.

A table, a piece of paper, and a pen.

The four of them held the pen holder together, and Qiao Jun clicked on the video on his mobile phone with his other hand, and whispered in unison: "Bi Xian, Bi Xian, you are my previous life, and I am your current life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please

Draw circles on the paper."

Outside the window, a dark cloud covered the waning moon.

To say who is the most nervous and fearful among the four, it is Ge Hua.

He was dubious about this kind of thing. If Qiao Jun hadn't been his best friend since childhood, Ge Hua would never have come here.

The wind came in from nowhere, and the candlelight swayed.

Ge Hua couldn't stop looking around, but when he glanced at the small hole in the wall from the corner of his eye, his scalp suddenly became numb, and all the hairs on his body stood up, like falling into an ice cave.

That little hole.

There was an eyeball looking at them.

(End of chapter)


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