C4 Xu feng

Although I knew that the swindler definitely had some skills, this kind of swindler idea had already become deeply rooted in my mind, and wouldn't change so easily.

After returning to the school, they immediately ran towards the auditorium. It was pitch black all the way there, and there was not a single soul in sight.

Arriving near the auditorium, only after taking a closer look did he realize that the doors to the auditorium were actually ajar. Could it be that someone was inside?

It was already past ten in the evening, who wouldn't be sleeping when they came here? Furthermore, the auditorium had its own secret door that was responsible for opening and closing the door.

Gently pulling open the door, the entire auditorium was pitch black, and the large auditorium was completely empty. The moment I saw the stage, I couldn't help but recall the scene of Zhang Mengting's sudden death. I shook my head, forcing myself not to think about it.

I focused on the auditorium. Looking around, I didn't see anything. What exactly was this ghost? Puzzled, I took out my phone and clicked on Zhang Mengting's chat with her. I didn't see any messages from her.

Staring at the previous message, congratulations, you were the first to find the rose, now please take the rose back to school, back to the scene of the play, is there anything I don't understand? Back to the scene of the performance, the scene, could it be the stage?

Although he wasn't sure, he could only do so at this moment. He went from the side of the stage to the center of the stage. At this familiar place, the sudden death of Zhang Meng Ting once again appeared in his mind.

I didn't want to think about it anymore. I shook my head with all my might. Finally, that horrifying memory was buried deep in my heart once again.

Ding!

At this moment, a spotlight shot down from above. The sudden intense light caused me to be unable to open my eyes. I immediately used my hands to cover it, only then did I feel a little better.

Suddenly, I realised something and hurriedly ran out from the spotlight. I looked at the control room in front of me.

Was there someone in the control room?

With that in mind, I immediately ran towards the control room at the back of the seat, only to find that the door to the control room was locked. I looked in through the side window.

Dang, dang, dang!

Suddenly, there were continuous sounds. I hurriedly ran out. From behind the seats, I saw several lights appear on the stage, illuminating the few corners of the stage.

At this point, I couldn't help but feel a little afraid. Could it be that the ghost is currently here?

With this thought in mind, I immediately became scared out of my wits. I looked around and suddenly, my eyes caught onto a patch of white at the front left side. Could it be? I widened my eyes in shock as my gaze slowly shifted to the left front. The fists that I had clenched tightly into fists had uncontrollably tightened.

Phew... He heaved a sigh of relief. It was as if his entire body had been emptied. There was nothing there at all.

"Chu Chen Yun?" A confused voice suddenly sounded.

"He Wenjing, did you get the roses as well?" Seeing that it was He Wen Jing, I was a little surprised. He Wen Jing was a quiet person like everyone else, usually she didn't talk much, but she was actually pretty. With a pair of big eyes and a pair of bangs, she always spoke in a soft voice, making those who wanted to protect her unable to resist and protect her.

"Mm. Good luck."

"Me too. My luck is good." He Wenjing was a good person, so no matter how much she changed her personality, she wasn't afraid. "Oh yeah, do you know what we should do after we bring the roses to the auditorium?"

"I don't know!" He Wenjing shook her head in confusion.

"Ai, why isn't he sending any messages? What exactly do you want us to do?" Looking at the screen of his phone, he felt a bit helpless.

"You, you know that all of this is due to ghosts?" He Wenjing looked up at me with her lovely eyes, as if surprised that she knew it was all a ghost's fault.

"What's wrong? "Now that I know, I believe most of the students in our class are wondering if this is true. After all, it was all too bizarre from the beginning to the end. Science really can't explain it clearly, and you also believe that this was done by ghosts, right?" I looked at him and said what I was thinking.

"Me?" He Wenjing's eyes flashed, but she swallowed her words.

"Let's not talk about this any longer. Let's settle the matter at hand first. What are we going to do now?"

After He Wenjing looked around the huge auditorium, she seemed to have noticed something. She immediately walked to the first row in the middle and walked over, one by one, as if she was looking at something.

"Chu Chenyun, do you know how long our school has been built?" He Wenjing suddenly asked with an abnormally calm tone.

"32 years, before we entered the school, it just so happens to be the 30th anniversary. Logically speaking, we should all be aware of it this year." I mean, you can't possibly not know.

"Take a look."

On each seat was a bunch of plastic roses. They seemed to understand each other's words, but did not.

He Wen Jing saw my doubt and hurriedly said, "I just counted, among the 16 seats, 4 of them each had 1 rose missing. You also know that in the first row of our school's auditorium, during the final ceremony of the hairstyle event, the teacher would usually award the winner with the rose, except for the certificate, and our school has always given 32 roses according to the year of construction, but I just found out that from left to right, the fourth, the ninth, the tenth and the tenth seats only had 31 roses, so I thought we should complete the mission." What He Wenjing said made my eyes light up. I didn't expect that the seemingly gentle and quiet He Wenjing would actually have such a good brain. This kind of person is really scary.

"But this is a real flower, and this is a fake flower. If we put it in, would it be a fake flower?" That's all I'm worried about.

"I've thought about it before, but now, we can only treat it like living horses." He Wenjing's words rendered me speechless.

Indeed, at this moment, that is all we can do.

"Then let's give it a try." I gritted my teeth.

"Right."

He Wenjing and I each chose a rose from the fourth and ninth position and carefully inserted our rose into the bouquet.

If one did not look carefully, one would not be able to tell the difference at all, especially when surrounded by thirty-one fake roses.

"Press press press …" At this moment, the phone suddenly vibrated. He Wenjing and I quickly opened it and smiled at each other, because we had made the right bet.

On his phone, Zhang Meng Ting sent a message: Congratulations, you have completed the quest!

These few words were extremely important.

After finishing our mission, He Wenjing and I left the auditorium. The door was still ajar, waiting for the next person to arrive.

He Wenjing and I walked until we reached a fork in the road before we parted. After a few steps, He Wenjing suddenly called out to me.

"Chu Chen Yun, who do you think will die this time?"

Ma Chao, Liu Ding, and Xu Feng's figures appeared in his mind. He shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

He Wenjing stared at me for a while. Her red lips opened and said six words. I think it was Xu Feng! Then she turned and left, walking briskly, giving me the feeling that she didn't seem to be afraid, or that she already knew everything.

I shook my head and told myself not to think too much.

Due to the recent change in atmosphere, when I returned to my dorm, my roommates were already playing with their phones on the bed. When they saw me, they only took a glance before they stopped talking.

I didn't really care, or rather, I had gotten used to it in the past few days. I was used to the indifference of my roommates and their changes. After washing up, I went straight to bed.

The next day, as I slept, I heard the same long-winded chatter, all of which seemed to be centered around the same person.

Xu Feng.

Xu Feng? After calling out the other party's name, I immediately sat up from the bed. Looking at my dormitory mates gathered in groups of twos and threes, I hastily asked.

"What happened?"

Chen Xin looked at me with a puzzled expression. He said, "Xu Feng was found dead on the West Mountain this morning …"

Xu Feng died?

He Wenjing had guessed it right?