Chapter 149 Don't Eat What Others Give (Ask a Monthly Pass)
After thinking about the many hidden tasks he had done in Building 1, Han Fei suddenly felt that it was not so difficult to understand the hidden map on the street.
Shaking the spiritual altar in his hand, Han Fei hoped that he could shake out a ghost, but unfortunately there was no sound at all from the spiritual altar.
Slowly squatting down, Han Fei habitually leaned his back against the wall next to him and bent down, as if doing so would make him feel more secure.
With his teacher's work permit in his pocket, he entered the hidden map the moment he stepped onto the sidewalk across the street. He had no idea what was going on, and he was already in the school.
Taking out his teacher's work ID card, Han Fei discovered that his own photo appeared on the work ID card at some point, and it was a black and white photo with an underworld aesthetic.
"I can quit the game at any time now. This is my biggest trump card. The top priority is to determine my position first."
Not daring to stay in one place for a long time, Han Fei quickly calmed down after the initial panic.
The teacher's work permit that he took up as building principal seemed to have been tampered with. Han Fei, holding this work permit, entered the hidden map and was directly sent to a certain place.
"The old building manager has put all his hopes on me. He will definitely not harm me. Will this work permit directly send me to the place closest to his memory fragments?"
The more Han Fei thought about it, the more likely it seemed that although the memories of his tenure as building manager were shattered, those memories once belonged to the same person and had the same obsession and goals.
But the premise of all this is that there are indeed some memory fragments of the previous building president hidden in the school.
He carefully looked at every item around him, including the simple single bed and the wooden table painted with yellow paint. There was also a sign-in book, a bag of fruit and a few pens thrown on the table.
The room was small, with work reports hanging crookedly on the walls, and some electric hot pots and hair dryers piled messily in the corners, all covered with dust.
Opening the drawer, there were all unopened thank-you letters inside.
"I seem to be in the dormitory room of the school. Are the memory fragments of the building principal hidden in the dormitory?" Han Fei checked the sign-in sheet. What was weird was that there were both girls' and boys' names on it.
: "The names signed in the dormitories on the first and second floors are all boys', and the names on the third and fourth floors are all girls'. Does this school only have one dormitory building?"
Han Fei had looked up information about Yimin Private College in real life, but there was very little useful information. He only knew that this school was branded as a private college, but in fact the quality of the school was very poor and the management was very chaotic.
He didn't leave the room rashly. Han Fei's memory was very abnormal now. He took the sign-in book and read it several times, and he probably remembered the names of the students in each room.
Putting down the sign-in book, he looked at the thank you note in the drawer.
"To receive so many letters of thanks, this dormitory manager must be very popular among the students..." After opening the envelope and seeing the contents inside, Han Fei's expression changed.
On the very cute cartoon paper, someone wrote a few words with red ink: Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!
The person who wrote these words seemed to have used too much force, causing the pen tip to scratch through the letter paper.
There was no signature on the thank-you letter, so Han Fei opened several more letters, and the curses on the letters became more and more vicious.
"The handwriting is not exactly the same. It seems to have been given to the boarding house by different children."
Just by looking at those words, Han Fei could feel the malice of the writer: "What on earth did the hostel do to them?"
Originally, this scene was normal, even a little warm, but now Han Fei only felt a chill.
He put the letter back and looked at the bag of fruit on the table.
Picking up a banana and looking at it repeatedly, Han Fei discovered that there was a very small pinhole right above the banana.
He peeled the banana peel apart and couldn't see any problem. But when he peeled off the top part of the banana, he found that someone had inserted a needle into the banana!
The tip of the needle is pointed directly upward, and if someone accidentally bites it, the needle may pierce the roof of his mouth.
"This is too cruel."
His scalp was numb, and Han Fei didn't dare to move. He took the fruit bag and sat on the single bed.
But when his hand touched the bed, he stood up immediately.
Frowning slightly, Han Fei found that there was still residual warmth in the quilt, as if someone had been lying on this bed not long ago.
"Normally, there will be spare keys for each dormitory in the dormitory room, but there is no such thing in this room. It seems that someone just took the key and went out. He should have left a few minutes ago."
After calculating the time, Han Fei felt that the other party was probably coming back soon.
Quietly walking to the window, Han Fei looked outside.
You can directly see the corridor outside through the window in the dormitory house. There is no one in the dark corridor at this time, which is very depressing.
"There are stairs on the left and right sides of the dormitory. At the corner of the stairs on the left, there seems to be a bathroom and a place for students to wash up..."
Han Fei was still observing when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from upstairs.
"The dormitory manager is back?"
The footsteps came down the stairs on the right, and there was no need to delay.
Han Fei took out the needle from the banana, opened the door of the dormitory room as quickly as possible, and ran towards the stairs on the left.
"If the banana is split, the host must know that someone has entered the room! It's not safe to hide in the toilet. You have to find a way to leave the building!"
In critical moments, Han Fei's mind was very clear.
He had a good plan, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. When he entered the stairs on the left, another footsteps sounded in the corridor on the left.
The two footsteps are not the same. The footsteps in the corridor on the right are steady and powerful, as if telling the people in the building that he is patrolling; the footsteps on the left are very light, as if they are walking on tiptoes, not distance.
If you're very close, you can't hear it at all.
Han Fei was not ready to reveal his presence for the time being, but now it was too late to hide in the toilet. Footsteps on the right sounded in the corridor, getting closer and closer.
There was no safe place to hide, so Han Fei simply hid behind the corridor door.
This dormitory may be because men and women live in the same building together. Wooden safety doors are installed on each floor to prevent students from running around on different floors.
As footsteps approached, Han Fei hid behind the door in the darkness. If someone suddenly opened the door at this time, both parties would probably be scared to death.
Holding his breath, Han Fei didn't dare to quit the game in this place, because once he quit, he would still appear behind the door next time, which was too risky.
The steady footsteps on the right side of the corridor slowly disappeared, and the other party opened the door to the dormitory room and walked in.
The quiet footsteps in the corridor on the left got closer and closer to Han Fei, and finally disappeared next to Han Fei.
"That person stopped next to me?" Han Fei hid behind the door without moving. After a moment, he heard a boy's voice.
"It's strange, the dormitory aunt didn't eat any fruit today?"