Chapter 135: Paintings
Zuo Jun, can you find me some clothes as well? Qian Junran followed Zuo Jun in his trunks. He looked so pitiful.
Shut up! Zuo Jun said darkly. He wore the uniform of the centres captain over his trunks. Do you know that you almost caused my death?
How? Qian Junran held his chest. Isnt the infirmary the place to save people? Is it that scary?
You might still know how you die if you go to other places. At the infirmary, you cant even die if you want to! Theres a very special Big Ghost hidden there! Zuo Jun said severely. He didnt bring Qian Junran to the infirmary. He went to the office building controlled by Situ An and hid by the window on the third floor.
What is a big ghost?
Its something you dont ever want to meet. This place has attracted many big ghosts. You better be obedient! Zuo Jun glanced at Qian Junran coldly, Dont talk after we return! Dont do anything you shouldnt. Follow the investigation centres instructions!
Then, are we going back to the activity building now? Qian Junran shivered from the cold due to his lack of clothing.
We need to finish the swim class. Dont have any conflicts with the PE Teacher. In the afternoon, our people will take over the classes. Zuo Jun thought back to the time table. There cant be any accidents during the classes in the afternoon.
But Qian Junran saw the situation inside the activity building through the window.
No but! Zuo Jun wanted to kill Qian Junran. However, he was part of Class 13, and Class 13 was very special.
But look! Qian Junran pointed dumbly out the window. The activity building appears to be flooded!
What? Zuo Jun shoved Qian Junran out of the way. He cursed and ran towards the activity building. Qian Junran screamed and ran in his trunks.This chapter's initial release occurred on the n0vell--Bjjn site.
The messages split us up even more. The people from Room 1314 still sat together. Wang Jie placed his phone on the table openly. Actually, theres nothing to hide. You know my personality. If sacrificing one person can save everyone else, Ill definitely choose to sacrifice him.
Wang Jie clicked on his message. He didnt hide anything. The content was also very direct. He hoped the 51st student to come over.
People like you are in the minority. Before Xi San finished speaking, Du Bai showed his message too. He also chose to lie to the 51st student.
What about you two? Du Bai sat with Wang Jie and looked at Xi San and Gao Ming across from them. From the ending, most of the students chose to have him sacrifice himself.
I Xi San shook his head and focused on the food. Gao Ming didnt say anything.
Lunch soon ended. The first class in the afternoon was language. The teacher in the centre uniform explained the various zones. He listed the activity building and the lab building as taboo zones. The class was boring, but the students wished the class would never end. At least they didnt need to face different ghosts in class. As the bell rang, the students hearts rose again.
The next class was art. The class was in Classroom 2103 in the lab building. The investigation centre teacher just said that Room 2104, the art classroom, was one of the taboo zones. Their class would be next to it.
We cant avoid this. We might as well go early and give the art teacher a good impression. Xi San had given up on his struggle. He led the way to leave the math building and go to the lab building.
The two buildings were in the same school compound, but they gave off completely different feelings. Math building felt like it was enveloped by a fake sun. The lab building felt like it had sunken underground. Even the walls reeked of chill.
Pushing open the door to Room 2103, the room was filled with easels. The easels had white canvases on them. The students entered the room. When the bell rang, the room door closed on its own.
The cloth over the blackboard fell. Five discomfiting paintings were pasted on it.
Of the five paintings, one of them is painted by a killer. The other four are painted by the victims. You have thirty minutes to find the painting by the killer and mimic it on your canvas.
A womans voice came from the taboo room, the art class 2104 next door.