Chapter 9

But There seems to be something wrong.

Mo Yi frowned, keenly aware of a sense of disobedience.

The speed of the fog changes too fast! If you look at this speed, it will occupy the whole building in the next recess.

The whole process took less than three hours, but they required five hours to survive!

It's a dead end that can't survive.

A shivering chill climbed up Mo Yi's back. He couldn't help looking out of the corridor window.

The window frame twisted by steel bars is out of the boundless darkness outside. In the dark, the hanging countdown flashes a faint blue light, and the seconds quietly elapse. However, in Mo Yi's eyes, he looks down upon them with cold malice from the air, as if he were a life-threatening God of death.

One side of Jiang Yuanbai found something wrong with him and asked, "what's the matter? Why do you look so bad? "

Mo Yi was pulled back from his thoughts by his voice. He was stunned for a second. Then he seemed to think of something. A little light of hope was kindled in his gray eyes just now.

By the way! Jiang Yuanbai, Shen Lei, they all survived the previous escape game! Since they are able to survive, that means that the game will definitely leave them a family!

But Now, whether they stay or go down, as long as the bell rings and the fog begins to spread, they will have only one way to die.

The fourth floor of the teacher's office?

Mo Yi turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuanbai. On his pale face, his eyes were very bright:

"we must go upstairs as soon as possible."

Just then, the bell rang. With the sound of the bell, the whole corridor was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally returned to its original state.

"And, in these 45 minutes, we have to think of a way to go upstairs." Mo Yi added.

At the same time, Jiang Yuanbai also eased his strength. He realized that the speed of the fog made it almost impossible for them to survive. The blood color on his face faded clean in an instant.

He grasped Mo Yi's arm eagerly, and his voice trembled and said, "what are we waiting for? We're going to..."

Mo Yi looks at the mentally retarded general eyes as if to pour a head of cold water on him, make him swallow the words behind the throat, and then chat to let go of Mo Yi.

"Ghosts on every floor are preventing us from going up. Now going to the stairwell is killing us."

Jiang Yuanbai also calmed down at the moment. He scratched his head with embarrassment and asked modestly, "what are we going to do next?"

"Look for clues." Mo Yi Yang raised the notebook and document in his hand, and chuckled: "since the ghosts on each floor are related to Zhao Qiulan's resentment, as long as we know what her complaint is, we can know how the ghosts kill people."

Only in this way can we be prepared when we go upstairs.

Jiang Yuanbai's face was heavy and nodded slowly.

According to the experience of the previous two floors, if you don't go upstairs, you can be safe as long as you don't die and disturb the location of the ghosts, such as Li yunya who goes to the toilet, and Shen Lei, who takes the initiative to step into the illusion of photos. On the third floor, which is completely unfamiliar, every step is likely to be struck by thunder.

But the classroom of class 3 is a special existence: since it will appear on every floor, if there is any other existence here, I'm afraid it will kill him in the first floor.

What's more, there may be some new clues.

After making up his mind, Mo Yi pushed open the door of the classroom, sat down on the ground in the back of the classroom, reopened the notebook, and then began to read where he had left off last time.

The remaining content is very little. The blank space between the date and the date is getting longer and longer. The number of incomplete and painted pages behind is also increasing. The handwriting is becoming more and more scribbled and more and more confused. The only thing that remains unchanged is that "today will be a beautiful day".

One of them attracted Mo Yi's attention: "September 1, 1994. I'm popular with my classmates. They... " Then there is a large piece of blackened handwriting, and the final conclusion is four crooked small characters: "it will be today.". And then it stopped.

This sentence is not finished Why?

Mo Yi is a little confused. He simply hands the notebook to Jiang Yuanbai, and changes the file folder he is reading in his hand.

The clip is very thin, and obviously is Zhao Qiulan's personal file.

Mo Yi looked at the photo above the file for several seconds.

It was a small and thin girl, dressed in a big and old dirty shirt, looked lonely and timid, was showing a timid smile at the camera.

Mo Yi takes a deep breath, abandons the emotion in his heart and continues to look down.

The information given above is still pitiful.

It's just the cold numbers about her admission time, her test scores and so on.Mo Yi turned a page, and the leave time on the top attracted his attention:

on December 21, 1993, he asked for leave for seven days. The reason for his leave was funeral. Re: leave.

Seven days later, it was the 28th, the day when my father's name was missing from the notebook.

Mo Yi continued to look at it.

On January 7, 1994, there was a new leave slip. This time, the leave was granted for a longer period of time, which lasted for more than half a month. The reasons for asking for leave were panic, funeral and record.

Combined with the story of huazi, a clear clue is put together. The mother killed the father, and then went to the daughter's school to commit suicide. The innocent child lost his parents in a few days, and was also branded as the murderer's daughter.

Mo Yi turned to the next page, and was immediately startled by the dense scarlet letter on it. There were all the major and minor demerits recorded, such as fighting, stealing, cheating, and so on.

After losing her parents, did the little girl become a bad girl? But the next second, Mo Yi gave up the idea.

Because after each punishment, there will always be several same names.

They are involved in fighting, or reporting and exposing. Among the more than 20 punishments, the names of these people are surprisingly high.

At the bottom of this page, there is an increased and bold punishment: on September 1, 1994, the first level punishment, the withdrawal warning, the reason: the dissemination of obscene / obscene goods.

September 1st, the most unusual date in the notebook, the date that even "today is going to be a wonderful day" has not been written completely.

Mo Yi's eyes cooled down, reached for a yellowed photo in the file: the thin girl's clothes were scattered, sobbing and curling up, the broken shirt couldn't block the green body just developing below, the traces of beating were printed on her skin, several hands extended from the camera, firmly clasped her limbs, and did not let her resist.

Mo Yi's eyes deepened, and his face looked cold under the light.

He now knows why, on the second floor, photos become the ghosts that dominate their lives and deaths.

Mo Yi held out his hand and was about to turn to the next page. But Jiang Yuanbai, who was beside him, exclaimed: "Hey! You see what I found. "

Mo Yi looked up and saw his face excitedly picked up a piece of paper that had fallen from his side and said, "I shook my notebook just now, but this one came out of it!"

Jiang Yuanbai looked at the paper. His excited expression just now became a little lost. He said with a puzzled face: "what It made me happy. " After saying that, he said with a smile: "however, it turns out that little girls in any era will like this kind of thing."

Mo Yi's heart jumped, and looked at the crumpled paper.

It is actually a magazine cover. After being cut off neatly, it is carefully folded. The pattern on it is extremely simple and rough, and the color is dazzling. However, the row of titles in the lower left corner firmly attracts Mo Yi's attention:

"funny story: seven incredible things."

When he saw the small words below, his thoughts flashed through his mind like a thunderbolt version!

All the clues are clenched in the mind.

Mo Yi's breath is a little short and his eyes are so bright that he seems to hear his own blood surging against his blood vessels and beating his eardrum rhythmically.

He was a little excited for a long time.

Mo Yi took a deep breath and held out his finger to show Jiang Yuanbai.

Jiang Yuanbai looked at it intently and saw the small words under the title:

"moving photos, the thirteenth staircase, the sound of playing ball in the unmanned Gymnasium The mirror at night, and the flowers in the toilet. What are the seven wonders? "

Jiang Yuanbai suddenly realized: "so That 712 is actually the order of the seven? "

Mo Yike controlled his breath and nodded, his voice was a little unsteady:

"it should be."

Jiang Yuanbai's voice was excited: "then we will know what is in the third floor! The second one is incredible! The thirteenth staircase! "

It is said that if you count the steps of the stairs at night, you will fall into different dimensions when you count the number of stairs at night.

I don't know why, but he always feels strange.

It was as if there was a sense of discord.

Mo Yi looks out of the window.

They don't have much time. The bell will ring again in 15 minutes. Before that time, they have not reached the fourth floor, so there is only one way to die.

Although he shook his head in his mind, he could not but shake his head and look at it. He could not but shake his head

When he got to the stairwell, Jiang Yuanbai suddenly stopped."If you don't know it's OK, you won't count the steps, but now you have to tell yourself not to count the steps You can't help counting! " He's kind of broken down.

Mo Yi thought for a moment, "how about singing two tigers?"

“……” Jiang Yuanbai couldn't believe: "are you serious?"

Mo Yi nodded sincerely: "yes, it can distract attention." After that, he began to climb stairs while singing two tigers loudly. Jiang Yuanbai stood in the same place with a blank face and looked at his back.

Just listen to Mo Yi's voice from the beginning: "you see, I'm coming up."

……

Should we tell Mo Yi that his two tigers are out of tune?

Jiang Yuanbai pondered for a second.

Then he decided to hide the secret in his mind.

In the end, he still believed Mo Yi's out of tune theory. He sang about two tigers and climbed while singing. As expected, he reached the fourth floor safely.

However, although safe, but not smooth.

Jiang Yuanbai squatted down and took a big breath, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

Sure enough, the ghosts don't want them upstairs.

In the process of climbing the stairs just now, he heard someone whispering in his ear and counting slowly, as if to tempt him to count. Xin Kui's brain was occupied by the brainwashing tune of two tigers, otherwise he would have been caught.

Jiang Yuanbai is happy in his heart and looks up to thank Mo Yi.

I stare at the man in front of me, but I'm surprised to see that the pupil is too tight.

Jiang Yuanbai followed his line of sight and was stunned.

The stairwell was blocked by a solid wall. A trace of gap is not exposed, the pressure of the people a few want to suffocate.

Jiang Yuanbai was flustered and raised the fire axe to chop it. However, the sharp blade of the axe slipped on the wall, leaving no trace.

The atmosphere of despair came slowly.

There is no fourth floor.

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