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Chapter 631: Yellow Books

 "Li Yi"

"Shu Jianmin"

"Qi Haixuan"

These were the names of the three victims who died on the spot.

And "Zheng Dejun", "Li Guoxin", "Deng Xiaofang" and "Zhao Linan" are the four students who luckily escaped.

Ye Weiwei held a dimly glowing fluorescent stick and quickly scanned the seating chart on the podium to find these names.

Certain dark moments in horror dungeons were not suitable for turning on a flashlight. The strong light might attract other things, so she bought a few fluorescent sticks in the supermarket as small-scale lighting props.

The twister on the other side didn't immediately search for the desk.

He quietly picked up a few chairs and stacked them on the table by the window, forming a staircase-like structure, which would make it easier to leave through the window later.

He also stood on the table and handed a bench to Wang Youcai and Wang outside.

It is not that the people outside are asked to sit down and have a rest, but that they stand on the stools and observe the situation in the classroom.

Ye Qiqi stood on the bench, her head just above the window.

The scene in the classroom is unobstructed.

She carefully observed every corner of the room.

The two people in the classroom will inevitably ignore the surrounding environment when searching for evidence. If a ghost suddenly appears in a hidden corner, it will be difficult for the two people to detect it immediately.

Ye Qiqi is responsible for observing the entire classroom and giving warnings when danger approaches.

Wang Youcai stood next to Ye Qiqi, staring alertly at the corridor and the toilet behind him.

Danger in the dungeon comes from anywhere. Although the classroom looks dangerous, they cannot relax their vigilance in the corridor.

Ye Weiwei quickly found the names of these seven people.

Their seats are almost next to each other.

This is not surprising, because these people are from the same dormitory.

That night, their dormitory had dinner together outside. Unexpectedly, they met the drunk suspect Liu Ben. Three people in the dormitory were stabbed to death on the spot.

The class teacher probably took grades into consideration when assigning dormitories. Judging from a ranking list on the desk, these students all had lower grades and their seats were in the bottom rows at the back.

Without delay, Ye Weiwei strode towards the last few rows.

Turning his head, he saw Ye Weiwei walking towards the back of the classroom, and followed him to the last two rows.

The books on the desks at the back are very clean. Fortunately, these students still know how to write their names on the books.

Ye Weiwei easily found the desks of seven people through the names in the book.

She first came to the desk of the deceased Li Yi and began to search carefully.

He twisted his head and carefully searched the desk next to him, which was the desk of survivor Zhao Linan.

Searching for clues in the dark was too hard on my eyesight. I twisted my head and didn't dare to turn on the flashlight, so I had to borrow a glow stick from Ye Weiwei next to me.

The two people in the classroom each held a light stick, which was incompatible with the weird environment.

Ye Weiwei grabbed a fluorescent stick and searched Li Yi's desktop carefully, but there were really no clues on his desktop.

Probably to block the sight of the teacher on the podium, he almost stacked all the books on the table, forming a high pile.

Ye Weiwei was afraid of missing clues, so she rummaged through each book, but after rummaging through more than half of them, she couldn't even find a bookmark. Most of the books were empty, not even a line was crossed.

Is this the world of bad academics? She put down the book in her hand. Before the global game started, Ye Weiwei was also one of the top students in the class. The book was full of drawings, and the notes were almost written out of the book.

At this moment, Li Yi's textbook made her realize what the differences in the world are.

The battle situation with Twisted Head next to him was similar. He was a little faster. At this time, he had already read through all the books on the table, but couldn't find any clues.

He held the fluorescent stick in one hand, rubbed his eyes with the other, and then knelt down to examine the dark hole in the table.

The hole in the table was stuffed full of snot paper balls. I turned my head and looked at the paper balls all over the table hole, thinking that there should be only snot in these paper balls and no clues.

Fortunately, besides the snot paper ball, there was another thing in the hole in the table.

He suppressed his nausea and pulled out a notebook from under a pile of snot papers. It was an exercise book.

Use your index finger and thumb to pinch the corner of the cover and lift it open.

Unexpectedly, this homework book is full of writing, and it doesn't look like the homework book of a bad student at all.

He twisted his head and looked at the name on the cover strangely. It was indeed Zhao Linan's workbook.

At this time, Ye Weiwei also found an exercise book. The notebook in her hand was also full, which was in sharp contrast to the empty book.

She leaned closer and twisted her head, took a look at the homework book in the other person's hand and concluded: "The copies are exactly the same."

All right.

He twisted his head and put down the book in his hand, came to a desk on the other side of Ye Weiwei, and started rummaging around.

At this time, Ye Weiwei also started to check Li Yi's table hole.

She half-squatted in front of the table, frowning as she looked at the small books, comics, and pornographic books all over the table.

Suddenly a corner of a notebook caught her attention.

Ye Weiwei reached out and pinched a corner of the book and pulled it out from among the pornographic books.

This is also a workbook.

She looked at the name on the cover of the book - "Liu Baoma"

An unknown name.

At this time, the twister behind him who was rummaging through the desk suddenly made a voice: "By the way, Ye Weiwei, there is something strange. Have you noticed? There are usually eight people in high school dormitories, right? There are only seven people in their dormitory. There were only seven people in their dormitory at the beginning.

Seven people are still..."

But before he finished speaking, Ye Weiwei heard Ye Qiqi taking a breath from the window not far away.

Almost at the same moment, Ye Weiwei dropped the homework in his hand and ran towards the window like crazy.

Then Ye Qiqi's voice burst out in the dark classroom: "Run! Run!"

Ye Weiwei's explosive power was very strong, she was close to the window, and Wang Youcai in the corridor was also pulling the rope hard. As soon as Ye Qiqi's voice fell, she stepped on the stairs made of stools and rushed up to the window.

When the twisting of the head was interrupted, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing and rushed to the window quickly.

But it was still a beat slow.

He found that no matter how he lifted his feet, he could not get closer to the window, as if he was being pulled by something.

He held the light stick in his hand tightly, stiffened his neck and looked back.

I saw a bloodless hand stretching out from the hole in the table and grabbing the corner of his clothes.

He opened his mouth to shout something, but before he could make a sound, his hand suddenly twitched, and then his whole body was dragged into the hole in the desk, and the classroom became silent again.

Ye Qiqi covered her mouth tightly and looked at the empty classroom.

Ye Weiwei leaned against the wall and gasped, cold sweat falling from her forehead. She did not look at the situation in the classroom, but she saw the broken rope in Wang Youcai's hand.

That was the rope tied around Nian Tou's waist, and now it has broken.

When Wang Youcai pulled back the rope, he found that the broken area was stained with blood.

He looked at the rope in his hand and was silent for two seconds, then said: "Let's go, let's go quickly."

When Wang Youcai sacrificed a team member, Gu Mian and others also came to Ocean Garden where Yuan Haotian lived.

Looking at the gray-white residential buildings in the community, Gu Mian frowned slightly.

The egret on the side wiped the sweat on his head: "You are evil. I went to the victim's house last night and met a ghost. Now I want to come to the suspect's house. Is there a ghost in Yuan Haotian's house?"

"It's very possible," Gu Mian looked at her, "Didn't the book of rites say that Yuan Haotian's entire family died? Maybe we could see a warm welcome ceremony from his family as soon as we opened the door."

The egret wiped the sweat from his head again: "This can't be done..."

Without delaying for too long, Gu Mian raised her feet and walked towards the community.

The security guard at the security booth probably went home to sleep. There was no one in the booth. There were still several lights on in the community. It might be angry parents beating children who couldn't finish their homework.

Gu Mian quickly found Building 13.

They stood at the door of the second unit.

Fortunately, the door to this unit was broken, so we avoided the fate of being cut open by Gu Mian.

Egret actually doesn't want to take the elevator. In previous horror dungeons, she would try to avoid taking the elevator.

Even if the destination is on the twentieth floor, she still wants to walk up there.

But the teammates in this instance don't seem to shy away from elevators.

They are not afraid of meeting ghosts in the elevator, but they seem to be afraid of something else.

"Don't fall off this elevator before it reaches the thirteenth floor" - Bailu heard their judge say.


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