Chapter 47

[on March 2, it rained. My classmates in my class looked at me more and more strangely. They often made some small moves to bully me, such as throwing away my textbooks and homework, taking away my stool and writing strange words on my desk. I generally choose to ignore them, because serious words will only hurt me. 】

[but there was a boy who went too far, He scolded me for being cheap and touching my leg. I slapped him. I didn't expect that these boys were so incompetent. He kicked me with his feet. He not only kicked himself, but also encouraged other boys to kick together. It was so painful that I almost fainted. Finally, the old class came in. Oh, the old man finally got a man. He whipped all the disgusting boys with his whip. 】

[he also carried me to the hospital, where he gave me a ring to wear on my left hand. I think it doesn't matter, so I wear it. 】

[honey, when will I die? 】

after Xiao Yaxuan's diary was written here, another person did not respond. After reading the following contents, Luo Jian wrote about how her classmates bullied her, and the bullying methods were various. She not only beat and scolded her, but also locked her in a closed classroom or teaching room of the school in various ways, usually one night or even one or two days.

Luo Jian can see from the girl's lines that all her classmates seem to be bewildered, or just like crazy people, who seem to be taking advantage of her for pleasure, and the means are extremely bad. Looking down the whole diary of Luo Jian, she saw the last one. She only saw Xiao Yaxuan write down the last diary of her life in a trembling and twisted font, word by word.

On April 4, it rained heavily. I think they're all crazy, or I'm crazy with them. I don't know why I have a terrible premonition. Maybe this will be my last diary. I think my life is probably not complete, it lacks a lot of important things, but after that I have no chance to fill it up. 】

[I know that I have been deceiving myself. You are no longer in this world, but I have been pretending that you are still there, pretending that there is someone sitting in the vacant seat, and pretending that you do not come to help me just because you are sleeping. I take my own textbook to imitate your handwriting and write on it. I also want to buy two sets of mobile phones to send text messages to each other to simulate everything we used to be. I think you always do I never left there, but in fact, I know so clearly that you are not there. 】

[it's sad that I'm so desperate because I used to be happy. 】

[so, goodbye. 】

the diary is up to now. If you look down, what Luo Jian sees is just a blank. Luo Jian hesitates for a moment. At the moment, his head is also blank. This last diary reveals one of the most important news, which is so important that she almost panics at that moment.

In other words, the 35th student He doesn't exist at all!

No, maybe there was. There were thirty-five students in this class, but one of them seemed to have an accident or something else. He died and left! His departure not only made his family sad, but also made his girlfriend, Xiao Yaxiang, miserable. So Xiao wrote down this diary in pain and pretended that his lover was still there.

I don't know if the death of this student is the beginning of everything, but it obviously makes Xiao Yaxuan and her whole class fall into a strange panic like mood, and various contradictions and conflicts begin to appear. Finally, these contradictions begin to intensify, and then there are all kinds of later things.

But in fact, all this is not heavy * *, heavy * * is There is no thirty fifth student at all!

Luo Jian held her forehead and sat on the ground with her back against the wall. She could not hold her diary in her hand. She spread it out on the cold concrete floor with a crash. Many thoughts turned in his mind, but he didn't want to understand what was going on.

Since there is no 35th student, how does Luo Jian go to find the disappeared 35th student? If not, then how can Luo Jian identify the true and false secret rooms and doors?

Which door is the real exit?

"No way!" Luo Jian shook her head and refuted her own ideas. He calmed down his emotions and began to analyze calmly: "the 35th student must exist, otherwise the secret room will not be written out clearly for me to find. So, even if the diary says it's just an illusion, I have to believe that he exists

"Since he exists, I will find him sooner or later." Luo Jian started to think: "there are still a lot of doubts. I have to clarify my ideas: first, since Xiao Yaxuan wrote an exchange diary pretending that her boyfriend is still there, then the random lines and one or two responses in the diary are probably written by herself, imitating the handwriting of the dead man."

"Second, her diary has basically summarized the whole process of the incident. On the surface, the final result of the girl is likely to be killed by human rotation, and the cause of the teacher's death is also tortured to death and hung on the ceiling. The death of these two people was done by the remaining 33 students in the class. So, why did the remaining 33 students die with them? And they all died strangely, with no scars all over their bodies. Almost all of them were sitting in their own seats - or, of course, they were put in their seats after they died. "Who killed the rest of the class? Who is the real murderer? I'm afraid to find this murderer is the problem that Luo Jian needs to face at this time. Luo Jian thought and sighed again. He reached out to pick up the diary that had fallen on the ground. Unexpectedly, there was no interlayer in the diary because a piece of paper fell out.

Luo Jian picked up the note. It was not the purple printing paper commonly used in the secret room, but a corner torn from the schoolbook. It was written with the words that Luo Jian was very familiar with:

[one side is one side, another side is another side, left hand is right hand, your face is my face. 】

of course, the font on this note is also reversed. Moreover, the handwriting is very familiar. After reading for a long time, Luo Jian finds that this is the handwriting of Xiao Yaxuan who imitates her boyfriend In other words, it is the handwriting of the 35th person who disappeared.

Luo Jian turned the note over and over and found nothing more. He turned to look at the large mirror placed in the hollowed out wall, which could still clearly reflect the scene of the whole secret room, but not Luo Jian's own face.

Luo Jian thought for a moment, and took out the small mirror which was broken with transparent glue from her pocket. The small mirror could reflect her face, but because the mirror itself was broken, the reflected luojian was also fragmented.

"Yes "Since the blackboard in the unreal secret room can be removed, so should the blackboard in the real secret room," said Luo

Thinking of this, Luo Jian read the "transmission speech" once, but did not respond. He forgot for a moment. He wanted to read it backwards, so he read it again. Then he saw a flower in front of him. The whole scene of the secret room turned upside down, and there was a stench of corpse on his face. He looked at the time on his mobile phone: 12:24.

Time began to move, and there was about forty minutes left.

Luo Jian didn't dare to delay any more. She ran to the blackboard at the back of the classroom and pushed it with her hands. The loose one could be removed as expected. Luo Jian's strength recovered a lot. Some violently kicked the whole blackboard down, imitating the hunter's action of unloading the blackboard.

as like as two peas in the wall, there is a big mirror and a diary. The diary is exactly the same, but the words on it are written. As for the mirror, Luo Jane went to it and was shocked to find that his face could not be reflected in the mirror.

In the big mirror, there was still a quiet room full of corpses, and the world reflected in the mirror had no living people and no Jane.

"Why can't my face be reflected?" Luo Jian doesn't understand that the small mirror that he used to transmit is clearly OK. What's wrong with the mirror or is there something wrong with luojian?

"Yes, that's right." Luo Jian looked at the mirror. He seemed to realize something in the moment. He murmured to herself, "I didn't exist in this chamber. Since I don't exist, the mirror will not reflect my figure."

"I don't exist..." "I don't exist..."

"I don't exist..."

"I don't exist!"

Luo Jian stepped back. He could not see him in the mirror. However, Luo Jian seemed to find something very terrible. For a time, he turned pale. He stepped back several steps until he accidentally stepped on the fragment of a corpse on the ground and made a creaking sound, which made him recover a little.

"No, I don't exist in this chamber, just like the 35th person who disappeared Maybe, the damned secret room was set up at the beginning. I am the 35th student! "

Luo Jian's mind turned around a lot of details, which were ignored by him. For example, when he first woke up in this secret room, he was sitting in the empty seat of the disappeared student! For example, on the blackboard, there are poems written word by word, one side is one side, one side is another side, left hand is right hand, your face is my face. The obvious meaning of this poem is "replace"!