After Feng Bujue finished scaring everyone, he walked towards the locker in a hurry.
And because he was holding a flashlight, his teammates naturally had to follow him...
This locker located at the back of the classroom is embedded in the wall. Its height is obviously to match the height of primary school students and is a little lower for adults; and its arrangement...is consistent with the seats of the students.
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In the top row, from left to right, are written the three names of Minamoto, Sanzenin, and Kasumimori; in the second row, are Noguchi, Hanji, and Yamada; and in the third row are Watanabe, Sawada, and Suzuki.
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"By the way... After the previous information investigation, the identity of the class leader should be clear, right?" Feng Bujue walked to the cabinet and said, "Of the nine people in this class, six of them are present now.
Among the remaining three... Suzuki was burned to death in Showa 47, and Noguchi disappeared the day after Suzuki was burned to death. Therefore... the only 'Watanabe' who has not yet appeared is undoubtedly the squad leader.
Already."
"Well..." After hearing Brother Jue's words, Ruoyu also agreed, "Judging from the seating situation, it is reasonable for the monitor to sit in the last row."
"I no longer care who is the squad leader." At this time, Gui Xiao looked at Brother Jue with resentful eyes, "I only care about whether there are corpses stuffed in Noguchi's box."
Obviously, Gui Xiao was deeply frightened by what Brother Jue just said, so he was quite confused about what would be in that storage box.
"Haha...hehe..." Xiaotan laughed dryly after hearing this, "Looking at the size of the box...it's impossible to stuff a seven or eight-year-old primary school student into it."
"Well, logically, it shouldn't work." Feng Bujue turned his head, looked at Xiaotan and said, "The size of this storage box is about 28*30*33 (cm), let alone an eight-year-old child.
, even if you have to pretend to be a baby, it’s not enough." When he said this, he smiled strangely, "But... that's just a general situation."
"Hey! Are you going to say something terrible again? You really have to say it!" Gui Xiao could already foresee Brother Jue's intention.
"No. I'm just talking about math problems." Feng Bujue replied, "As far as I know, if an eight-year-old child is crushed into paste, the volume occupied by it can be compressed to about 0.024 cubic meters.
, and the size of this box..."
"0.02772 cubic meters." Xiaoling gave a very accurate answer almost without thinking.
"Hehe...that's how it is." Feng Bujue responded with a smile.
"That's it!" Gui Xiao was shocked again, "It's just 'as far as you know'! How do you know the volume of a child crushed into paste? You have crushed it, right?
After grinding it, it was put into a container and tested, right?"
"No, that's what you said. I didn't say anything." When Feng Bujue replied, he had already turned his head away and was about to open the box.
"Your reaction of acting like a thief with a guilty conscience is even more suspicious!" Gui Xiao became even more concerned when he saw Brother Jue's reaction.
But Brother Jue ignored him and just inserted the key he found from the podium into the keyhole of the storage box with the name "Noguchi" written on it.
In this dim environment, the sound of metal friction when the key is inserted into the lock slot is particularly harsh.
At the moment of opening the box, although everyone standing behind didn't speak, their hearts were in their throats; after all, it was in such an atmosphere... Except for Feng Bujue, a fearless person, everyone else would more or less
A little scared.
"Well..." After opening the door of the box, Feng Bujue muttered in a deep voice, "It seems that Noguchi is not inside."
"It'll be normal if you're not here, okay!" Gui Xiao shouted, "What's going on with your slightly disappointed tone?"
"He was just scaring you." An Yueqin said at this time. "A wooden locker like this...if you stuff corpses inside, the smell and blood will definitely seep out, and it will be there that day.
Someone discovered it."
"Tch...it's true!" Gui Xiao heard this and thought it made sense, and immediately said to Brother Jue. "You guy...you are forcibly increasing the fright value of your teammates! Do you want to lower my fear rating reward?"
"Yes." Unexpectedly, Feng Bujue admitted frankly, "That's my plan. If you are dissatisfied, learn to think more when things happen... Be mentally prepared for any situation, so that you won't be too scared.
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"Humph... we'll see!" Gui Xiao felt that he was being "taught" again, and was very unhappy, but he could only snort and say harsh words.
"Okay, let's get down to business... Let's take a look at this." After a few seconds, Feng Bujue took out the contents of Noguchi-san's storage box and displayed them in front of everyone.
[Name: Suzuki's recorder]
[Type: plot related]
[Quality: dilapidated]
[Function: activate the music classroom mechanism]
[Can the script be brought out: No]
[Note: Only male players can play.]
"It can't be taken out, so it means it's a plot item related to the main plot." Xiaotan said after reading it.
"But... this script hasn't given us the main mission yet." Xiao Ling continued.
Just as they were having a conversation, suddenly...
Gudong
An unusual sound suddenly came, startling the five people in the team.
Especially Gui Xiao, he was startled and instinctively turned on his flashlight.
"Wha... what's the sound?" Xiao Tan also asked in a panic tone.
"The sound..." At this time, Ruoyu, who was standing on the other side, responded, "it seems to be coming from the box of Suzuki."
She heard it correctly, the source of the sound was not elsewhere but coming from the locker.
"Presumably the act of 'obtaining the recorder' triggered some kind of event." Feng Bujue continued, "Well... Guixiao, since you have turned on the flashlight, take a look at the situation behind everyone.
." Although Brother Jue didn't look back, he only judged by the sound and the arc of light behind him, and knew who turned on the light. "In case the movement just now is some kind of trap, we should be prepared."
"Okay... okay." Gui Xiao responded, and quickly turned his flashlight back, sweeping back, monitoring the corridor windows and the entire classroom.
"Then... let me take a look and see what's going on in Suzuki-kun's box." Feng Bujue said as he reached out to the noisy storage box.
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
Just when Brother Jue's right hand approached the box, the door opened on its own. Then a small pale hand suddenly popped out from inside and grabbed Brother Jue's wrist.
"ah"
This sudden scene made An Yueqin scream again.
Gui Xiao, who heard the shouting, immediately turned around and saw the extremely breathtaking scene.
"Ho~ What are you planning to do?" Feng Bujue said casually, and slowly squatted down to bring his eyes to the same height as the storage box.
After squatting down, Brother Jue raised the flashlight on his left hand and pointed it straight into the box.
The next second, everyone saw a slightly blue child's face.
That face... can be said to be nine parts ghost-like and only one part human-like; the bloody amber-like pupils, the abnormal skin color and the terrifying face are all typical of evil spirits.
"Gah!" When the light of the flashlight was illuminated, the face let out a sharp roar and immediately shrank back.
Physically speaking, there should be no room for it to retreat, but... in this kind of supernatural script, it is common for Newton to be "bulged" and ignored by everyone.
In short, the monster quickly retreated more than thirty centimeters away, and the little hand that grabbed Brother Jue's wrist also loosened its grip, and shrank toward the space inside the box along with the face.
However...
At this moment, there was only a "pop" sound.
But... Feng Bujue grabbed the monster's wrist with his right hand.
"You want to run away after pretending to be cool?" He didn't know who was the villain, so Feng Bujue took on the attitude of a bully bullying a child, talking trash while yanking the other person away.
For a moment, the baby in the box kept squealing like an injured little animal running away.
"I'm going... what's going on..." Gui Xiao, who saw this scene, seemed to have a broken string in his mind. In these ten seconds, his fright level dropped to zero, because he was really
I couldn't understand what the scene in front of me was like.
To give an inappropriate example, this is like watching an animal training show at a circus. Halfway through the show, the animal trainer on the stage suddenly got into a fire ring by himself, and then the lion he raised rewarded him with a piece of meat.
Eat. Touch his head by the way...
In a sense...this performance is more powerful than a lion walking through a ring of fire.
"Small~ Compare your strength with me?" Not long after, Feng Bujue dragged this monster that should have escaped according to the normal plot flow out of the storage box, and was quite proud of it, which was about the same size as an eight-year-old child.
The monster said a provocative line.
"Help me take it." Then, Brother Jue said again, and casually threw the flashlight to Xiao Tan behind him.
In this way, he can free his hands to torment the person he caught...
"Tell me! Who is your last name? Why did he die? When was his date of death?" Feng Bujue asked the other party three questions in succession, and added an eight-character policy, "Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist!"
"You idiot is still a party member..." Ruoyu seized the opportunity to complain about Brother Jue's behavior.
"What the hell is wrong?" Feng Bujue said, "For people like us, no matter what, we must be judges...oh no...King of Hell!"
"Hey!" The little devil didn't pay attention to their mutual complaints. After confirming that the struggle was useless, it roared loudly with an even more shrill voice.
This voice... is really harsh. How harsh is it? The players' survival points were reduced by 5%...
When he saw that the blood was gone, how could Feng Bujue hold back any longer? He reacted immediately, pushing the kid against the locker with his right hand, and covering his mouth with all his strength with his left hand.
This trick really worked, it really suppressed the brat's roar to a level that wouldn't make anyone lose blood.
"Xiao Tan, move the flashlight's light away slightly, don't face it directly." After thinking about it for two seconds, Feng Bujue gave Xiao Tan an instruction.
"Okay..." Xiaotan wasn't very scared now, mainly because a teammate who was scarier than a ghost had already taken control of the situation. After he responded, he quickly shifted the light of the flashlight a few degrees, and then
Then aim directly at the monster.
Almost as soon as the light moved away, the monster's roar also slowed down and gradually disappeared.
"Okay, I'll give you another chance." Feng Bujue looked directly into the monster's pair of bloody eyes and said, "I'll let you speak now... If you answer my question well, I will consider letting you
You leave, or I help you get out." He paused, a look of ferocity flashed across his face, "If you don't know how to show appreciation and stubbornly resist... I will use the wig on the podium to wrap you up into a rice dumpling and wrap you up in a rice dumpling.
Through some physical means, you can merge with the flashlight and become a piece of equipment for me."
"What the hell?" After hearing this, Gui Xiao thought about the scene and had goosebumps all over the floor. "You are too cruel, aren't you? You don't even let ghosts go? He is still a child!"
"Don't be nagging, I'm negotiating here." Feng Bujue turned around and glared at Gui Xiao impatiently, then looked at the monster again, "You...understand what's going on?"
"Well..." The kid really responded to the sound of the urn.
Therefore, Feng Bujue let go of his left hand and changed to a state where he used both hands to clamp the opponent's body and press it against the locker.
This time, the monster that was not exposed to the light seemed calmer and did not scream; of course...it cannot be ruled out that Brother Jue's intimidation worked.
"What's your name?" Feng Bujue's question came quickly.
"No...Eiji Noguchi."
"Are you a ghost?"
"yes……"
"When and how did you die?"
"I...can't remember clearly."
"Then what do you remember?"
"I..." When asked this question, Noguchi's expression changed slightly, and a look of pain appeared on his face, "I remember... that morning, I was the first one in the class to arrive.
My classmates haven’t arrived yet, and I... I found that Suzuki-san’s storage box was not locked, so I wanted to... open it and take a look, and then... and then..."
When Noguchi said this, he seemed to recall something particularly terrifying, his whole face became distorted, and his eyes moved towards Suzuki's storage box.
"Yes... yes... I'm trapped in the box." After hesitating for a moment, Noguchi seemed to remember something, "I... I always want to come out. Every time I hear someone approaching the box, I
Grab him/her...I wanted them to drag me out, but...but they...were all pulled into the box...it was so dark...there were...a lot of people...they were all broken
It’s…become…”
Click! Click!
Just when Noguchi was mid-sentence, suddenly, all the boxes on the lockers collapsed from the inside, and several arms stretched out from each box.
The thickness and size of these arms vary, but they are all pale in color.
Since Noguchi was originally pressed against the locker, those hands took advantage of the situation and grabbed him firmly as soon as they came out.
"No... don't! Save me!" Noguchi only had time to say these few words before he was cut into pieces by dozens of hands and forcefully pulled back into the storage box.
Bang bang bang bang...
Immediately afterwards, those hands retracted into the box at a strange speed, and the doors of the nine storage boxes... also closed with a sound. (To be continued.)
