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937 She Was Scared, She Pretended 008

A group of four people ran to the third floor in one breath. The logistics office was on the left. They turned and walked to the left. At this moment, the radio on the wall next to them suddenly rang.

First there was the sound of popping radio waves, and then the melody hummed by the voice last night came from the radio, which was also the melody that those art students danced to.

The school radio often plays various kinds of music, but at this time, this melody suddenly sounded in this quiet and dilapidated place. The group of people were stunned for a moment, and then their scalps went numb.

It was also at this time that the sound of footsteps sounded from the door nearest to them... exactly the same as last night.

"You go first!" Xie Lan said to He Cheng: "Go back first, I will go and see it myself."

He Cheng shivered and turned around and ran downstairs with Su Ya. Xie Lan rushed straight to the front office of the Logistics Office. But at this moment, he saw that Sheng Nuan did not leave with He Cheng.

I followed him.

Saying it was too late, Xie Lan ran to the door of the logistics department, pulled out a wire from his bracelet and quickly opened the door. At the same time, the thumping footsteps in the room next to him were getting closer and closer to the door.

Just then, there was a thud.

The moment Xie Lan opened the door, he turned around and saw Sheng Nuan smashing the speaker to the ground with a mop stick.

But even after it was knocked down and the wires were exposed, music was still coming from the speaker.

Xie Lan whispered: "Come here."

Sheng Nuan immediately ran towards him. When passing by the room with the sound of dancing, she conveniently pinned the mop stick to the door handle.

Just when she rushed into Xie Lan's arms and closed the door behind her back, the door handle of the room next to her started to move. It clicked as if someone wanted to open the door, but the door handle was pinned by the mop and could not be opened.

Xie Lan pulled the table behind the door to hold it against his back, and spoke quickly: "Look for the receipt."

Sheng Nuan hummed and started rummaging around the desk with him.

The next moment, she took out a booklet: "Brother, here."

Xie Lan quickly took it and opened it. He glanced at ten lines, flipped through several pages, and his eyes suddenly focused on one place.

"The record of receiving training uniforms for the 13th Dance Competition..."

Below are the names, which match the names they saw on the training room sign-in sheet...but further down, the lower half of the paper has been torn off, and the list is incomplete.

Sheng Nuan raised his head: "Brother, what should I do?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xie Lan tear off the last page of the list, fold it and put it in his pocket.

Almost at the same time, there was a bang, the door outside was opened, and the sound of dancing steps approached the room where they were.

Xie Lan grabbed Sheng Nuan and leaned against the window.

This is only the third floor, so being careful and climbing through the windows may be a way out.

Sheng Nuan was pulled to the window and watched Xie Lan open the window, her brows suddenly furrowed, feeling a little disappointed and hesitant.

He still fell into the trap...

But just when she was about to take action, Xie Lan's movements suddenly stopped.

After opening the window, he looked out the window at the soft flower beds and grass downstairs. His movements stagnated, and then he suddenly closed the window again and pulled Sheng Nuan away from the window.

The moment Xie Lan closed the window, a shrill voice suddenly came from the window, full of anger and unwillingness.

And the soft flower bed downstairs outside the window that Xie Lan saw just now also changed in an instant.

In the flower bed, there were densely chopped bamboos, the tops of which were extremely sharp.

If they just jumped down, they would just be poked into a sieve...

Xie Lan didn't see through the disguised superpower, but he suddenly thought of the thing that pulled Yao Lele down on the stairs.

The limbs were broken and twisted, looking like they had been caused by falling from a building.

The thumping outside had already reached the door, and then started knocking on the door.

"Knock knock knock knock..."

The glass window near the door reflected a shadow that seemed to be dancing, swaying, twisted and weird.

Xie Lan made a silent gesture to Sheng Nuan, then gently pulled her to open the cabinet next to her and pushed her in.

He whispered: "You hide, I'll try to lure it away."

But just as he was about to move, Sheng Nuan held him back.

"Brother, the music is starting to get quieter..."

Sheng Nuan pulled Xie Lan and dragged him into the cabinet without any further explanation: "Don't go out, I don't want you to take risks."

Xie Lan also heard the music on the radio outside slowly getting quieter. He obediently got into the cabinet and closed the cabinet lightly and quickly.

Almost as soon as the cabinet door closed, a face suddenly appeared outside the glass window...with blood-red eyes looking straight into the office.

There was very little space in the cabinet, and Sheng Nuan held Xie Lan close to his chest.

Xie Lan's hand had nowhere to put it. At first it was held up stiffly, but then it slowly fell... and fell on the back of the slightly trembling girl.

At this time, laughter suddenly came from outside.

"whee……"

The voice said sinisterly: "I saw it."

The body in his arms stiffened suddenly, Xie Lan frowned and pressed the person into his arms, saying almost in a breathy voice: "Don't be afraid."

They didn't move, and the voices outside seemed to be getting a little angry.

"come out!"

"I see you!"

"Hiding is not a good student..."

As the sound on the radio became smaller and smaller, the voice became shriller: "Come out, come out!"

The office door was banged.

Sheng Nuan tightly closed her eyes and hugged Xie Lan, while Xie Lan pursed her lips and held her breath, listening to what was going on outside.

The next moment, there was a creak...the office door was pushed open.

But at this moment, the broadcast stopped suddenly.

Silence seemed to have returned outside, and there was no movement after the sound of the door being pushed open.

Sheng Nuan raised her head, and Xie Lan hissed at her to signal her not to move.

After a while, the sound of thumping footsteps quickly approached.

Hearing the footsteps entering the office, and then approaching the cabinet, Xie Lan frowned, a faint light flashed in his eyes... and he took out a dagger in his hand.

The dagger glowed with an eerie light, and it seemed to be something unusual at first glance.

The footsteps stopped in front of the cabinet. At this moment, Xie Lan was caught off guard and felt the girl in his arms rush out, shouting at the same time: "Brother, run!"

Sheng Nuan rushed out and hugged the figure outside, closing her eyes tightly and letting Xie Lan run away, but then she heard a scream.

"ah……"

It's He Cheng!

He Cheng fell to the ground and was shocked and scared: "What are you doing? What are you doing? Boss, are you okay?"

Xie Lan put away the dagger and came out of the cabinet, pulled Sheng Nuan away from He Cheng, and frowned: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Nuanba looked at him, his eyes still full of fear, holding back tears: "I thought... I wanted to buy my brother time to escape."

He Cheng finally figured it out. It turned out that he was being treated as a monster.

This sweetheart is quite honest with the boss, and she actually jumped out to let Xie Lan run away.

Xie Lan held the girl's hand slightly tighter. Thinking of the way she had just closed her eyes and rushed out, she looked helpless and moved her lips. Finally, she just said softly: "I don't need your rescue, don't do anything random in the future.

"

After the words fell, the girl lowered her eyes and whispered, looking lost and pitiful...

The customer service person beside him exclaimed: "Host, you worked hard just to sleep with a man."

Sheng Nuan clicked his tongue: "How do you talk? Is this called fighting for the sake of the mission?"

Customer service: "Is there any difference?"


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