C28 Who is playing the zither?

Who is playing the piano?

Tiny grains of sand were mixed in the reddish-brown mud, and the feeling coming from his fingertips was not like blood.

"A false alarm." He turned off the tap and the gurgling sound from the pipe stopped.

"This place is filled with oddities, but there are no traces of evil. It's as if something dirty is purposefully playing hide-and-seek with me." I have always been under a lot of pressure. This live broadcast mission was even more torturous than waiting for my death in Anxiang Hotel. It was as if there was a giant hand controlling my fate in the darkness.

He pushed open the door to the inner room and came out one by one.

"Shen Meng? Are you there? " When there was no response, I tried the cubicle door.

"Wait."

Xiu Mu didn't know when he came in, but he grabbed onto my hand that was pushing the door open. "Host, you should know that there's a taboo in the toilet.

"Ghost doll?"

"There used to be a girl in this school who was called a beggar. I heard that at the age of sixteen, she got pregnant due to someone else. The male student had no news of her at all. The poor beggar finally committed suicide in this toilet."

"If the man is already an adult, he is legally sentenced to death." With an expressionless face, I flung Xiu Mu's hand away and pushed open the first door.

There was moss growing in the middle of the shattered porcelain, and the walls were mottled with something that was unknown.

"Don't take it lightly? There must be a basis for the stories that have been passed down in the school. " Xiu Mu ran to the second door: "Before opening the door, you should have knocked to ask."

Saying that, he knocked on the door that had been painted white: "Is there anyone here? Miss Hua Zi, here I come to play with you. "

A strange behavior, a low voice, and this special environment made him feel an inexplicable sense of fear.

I took a breath, raised the camera, and opened the door as fast as I could.

"Pah!" Pow! Pow … "Bam!"

When he reached the last door, the familiar "bang bang" sound could be heard again.

"Strange, is this door locked?" As we all know, the bathroom door can only be locked from the inside. I signal for the three children to move back and tap the floor lightly with their right feet.

"What are you doing?"

"Bam!" A loud noise echoed throughout laboratory building as I kicked the door open.

The camera was aimed at the location, and although there weren't any ghosts or ghosts on the screen, I was still surprised.

On the toilet was a stuffed animal with its head wrenched off.

"It looks like it was a long time ago," I said.

The head of the toy was cut off with scissors, revealing tattered cotton wool underneath. Observing carefully, I noticed that there were two Chinese characters written on the belly of the stuffed toy.

"Xue Fei?"

After so long, the handwriting is vague and I can only half-guess: "Same name? "Or …"

"Meng Quan, what did you see?" Xiu Mu and Xue Fei came over.

"It's nothing, it's just a broken toy." After carelessly throwing it away, my expression didn't change at all. "Shen Meng isn't here. Let's continue searching.

Leaving the toilet on the first floor, we arrived at the second floor. When we went upstairs, Xiu Mu specially counted the steps under our feet, but what disappointed him was that there weren't any extra steps on the twelfth floor.

Most of the classrooms on the second floor were locked, and only the music room and the health room could be opened.

The two rooms were quite far away from each other. I opened the door of the health care room with the camera. The beds were separated by curtains and they were tightly sewn. It was impossible to see what was in the clinic.

"Iodophor, alcohol, reagents..." The cabinet by the door was littered with various medicines, and the floor was littered with brown bandages. Further up, scattered medical records could be seen.

He bent down and picked it up. Most of them were five years old. The writing on the paper had been bitten by a mouse. Guo Junjie's words could be vaguely seen on the column of names.

"It seems that the child is a regular visitor here. Not only does he suffer mental humiliation, but his body is also often tortured." Surprisingly, all the photographs on the medical records had been torn off, and the child's appearance seemed to be a secret that the school could not disclose.

"Lightly injured left ear, slightly fractured pinky, bruises on thigh..." The records on each of the medical records were not serious, but with so many injuries on a single person, it was clear that there were many problems.

"The weak are bullied. If they don't resist and endure it silently, then those people will become even more powerful."

He pulled open the curtains beside the bed. On the worn-out bed, there was a pool of blood that looked horrifying.

Although a long time had passed, and the blood and sheets had solidified together, and the color was no longer bright, he could still feel a bit of a shiver.

"What happened? Why is there so much blood? "

I rummaged through the cabinet and finally found the latest case file from today.

"Falling from high altitude, shattering of the pelvis, bleeding of a large area of the internal organs, fracturing of the skull …" These symptoms reminded me of a rumour online about the New Shanghai High School that many students had jumped off buildings and died before the school was completely closed.

The medical records sealed in the cabinet indirectly proved that jumping off a building was not a rumor. Looking at the blood-stained bed, I was a little confused.

Normal schools should isolate students from jumping off buildings, then dial 110 and 120. They would never move the bodies, let alone the health care unit.

I went through several medical records in succession, my face becoming grave.

"Death is not an exception." Before the school was closed, there were already five people who jumped off the building, and this is still a record. Excluding the ones that were deliberately hidden, I estimate that there would be a lot of suicides.

"There's a lot of pressure to learn? An emotional dispute? " I shook my head. "The collective death appears to be a special rule, as though it was an agreement."

"What happened to these students?" Five years was enough time to erase the truth, and the medical records were incomplete. Most of them could not even be identified, leaving behind only black-and-white printed photographs.

"The cause of death is one of the keys to solving the riddle. This health care unit might stay here for a while longer." I pulled back the curtain next to the second bed, and the bloody sheets gathered together.

He lifted up the bedsheet with one hand. After the highly rotten bedsheet was shaken off, a school uniform was actually wrapped inside.

I endured the rotten smell and spread the school uniform on the bed. "Wang Xiu?"

On the front of the school uniform was a name, three words, but the last word was too blurry to make out.

When I reached the last bed, my hand had just gripped the curtain when I felt someone touch me from the inside.

"Shen Meng?" I took two steps back. The sensation told me that there was definitely something hidden inside.

The light on his cell phone was turned up and down, and the edge of the curtain was still bouncing up and down, as if there was a live fish that had just been caught on the shore.

"Is that you?" Say something! " There was no response. I approached again, my hand on the edge of the curtain.

"Ding ding ding!"

From the other end of the corridor came the sudden, urgent sound of a piano. My hands trembled in fear, but in the end I did not lift them.

Picking up the camera, I quickly rushed to the classroom that was emitting the sound. After I left, the health care room fell into a deathly silence. Only the arm of a plastic model slowly extended from the last bed.

"What's going on?" Breathing heavily, he ran to the end of the corridor. The three children were gathered around the piano.

"Ask him, it's all because of this fellow!" Xue Fei pushed Xiu Mu in front of me.

Xiu Mu felt a little wronged: "You guys really wronged me this time, I didn't even touch the piano."

"Ying Zi and I were in the hallway, and you were the only one in the room. Could it be that it played itself? " Xue Fei pulled Xiu Mu's collar.

Xiu Mu's legs left the ground, but his voice was still extremely stubborn. "It's not me, it's not me! There are definitely other things in this room! "

"Bullshit!" Let me tell you, if you can't find Shen Meng today, don't even think about going back! "

"Stop being so noisy, it might really not have been Xiu Mu playing." I clutched the camera, my palms sweating. "The four of us are all in the house now, but you guys hold your breath and listen."

The sound of footsteps gradually became clearer as they approached the corridor outside.

"It's Shen Meng!" Xue Fei released the hand that was holding onto Xiu Mu's collar, and ran to the door.

I reached out to stop him, but I didn't catch him.

"Shen Meng, you're back?" The sound of footsteps stopped at the door. Xue Fei raised her head with hope, but what she saw was a lifeless plastic model with a face slanted into the house.