Chapter 117 Special Assignment
“The second condition for passing the level should be just a prank by the students. This school is full of lunatics.” Wang Jie sat next to Gao Ming: “You don't really think you can clear the level by killing a hundred living people, do you?”
"Perhaps this is the graduation condition for ghosts." Gao Ming leaned on the back of his seat: "Du Bai and I went to a class. As long as we abide by the classroom disciplines, we will not be killed. It seems that ghosts can only use them to harm people. Rules, no violence.”
"Then can we use violence against ghosts?" Wang Jie's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness.
"It should be possible." Gao Ming opened the group chat on his mobile phone: "Saeki in a hospital gown killed Saeki in school. In any case, killing is allowed."
"Are you two crazy? Can a ghost that can be easily killed still be called a ghost?" Du Bai did not want to participate in the conversation between Gao Ming and Wang Jie. He felt that the aura of those two people was different from that of ordinary people.
“I'm just asking casually.” Wang Jie smiled: “It's unrealistic to kill people, and it's probably not easy to accumulate credits to graduate. If you're given one credit for one class, are you confident that you can survive a hundred classes?”
Hunting outside the teaching building, about an hour later, a student who violated classroom discipline was taken out of the classroom.
Liu Yi is responsible for activities with the group. Someone in the class must have been replaced. She came to collect information provided by people and ghosts, and by the way, she observed the male student whose face was wrapped in gauze. The other person has no name and cannot see his face, but he knows everything about his classmates, which is very suspicious.
The student disappeared after being taken to the office building. Gao Ming did not know which room the student was locked in.
A voice suddenly sounded behind Gao Ming. He slowly turned around, put his hand into his pocket, and touched his photo.
"What a waste of time." Wang Jie took out a cigarette from his pocket. Because it was damp in the rain, he tried several times but failed to light it, so he crushed the cigarette in anger.
“I just finished delivering my homework and I'm ready to leave now.” Gao Ming couldn't tell whether the other person was a human or a ghost.
Classmates dislike Wang Jie, and Wang Jie also doesn't trust others outside his dormitory: “Let's go and let them play by themselves.”
"You think things are too simple." Gao Ming has experienced many abnormal events, so he knows better than anyone else: "Now we have entered the school of ghosts. Don't think about escaping now. Try to survive until the next day. Others. The three of you move together and I'll experience the different classroom atmosphere. See you in the dormitory tonight.”
“Wang Jie, what nonsense are you talking about!”
He looked to be in his teens, and his immature face was stained with tears. He kept begging for mercy from the students around him, crying and shaking his head.
"Do you know why Liu Yi cares more about a high life? Because he is the only psychiatrist who knows psychological counseling, and ghosts come out of twisted people's hearts." Wang Jie was not polite at all: "Don't You're being careful there, if we want to kill you, you won't survive more than three days."
The scary rules in school are made by ghosts. If you follow the rules, you will always live in the shadow of ghosts. If you want to change this situation, you have to find a way to become the rule maker.
Gao Ming followed them silently, and the student who violated classroom discipline was taken to the office building.
The students were exchanging information and discussing ways to escape. Qian Junran, Yuan Hui and Liu Yi wanted to gather the strength of the whole class and act in dormitories as a unit.
"Are you here to deliver your homework too?" A girl appeared quietly behind Gao Ming. Her eyes were sewn with stitches, her hair was shaved as if it had been gnawed by a dog, and there were some messy words written on her face. Text.
Before Qian Junran finished speaking, Wang Jie waved his hand impatiently: "The teaching building is the most dangerous. If you go there, don't get us involved."
Qian Junran was overwhelmed by Wang Jie's momentum. The rich third generation in front of him knew a lot. He thought about what Yuan Hui said just now and some of the information he heard in the small circle. He suspected that Wang Jie was the perverted murderer. .
“This school is equivalent to a super large campus horror game, much more complicated than the Surabaya apartment where the Flesh Fairy lives. I wonder what role Situ An plays here?”
The girl is very short, holding a thick stack of exercise books in her hands.
“Is there going to be internal strife before it even starts? What's your intention!”
Without Du Bai dragging him down, Gao Ming began to implement his plan.
"Don't talk nonsense." Qian Junran's face also turned cold, and he tried his best to maintain his composure.
"There should be other ways to escape from the school." Gao Ming looked at the texture on the wooden table. He had never died in Hande Private Academy, so he had no relevant memories: "Graduation does not necessarily mean that you can leave. Sometimes you can live... More painful than death."
“Wang Jie, Gao Ming, you are in charge of the teaching building in dormitory 1314. After dark, we will return to the dormitory..."
"classmate…"
Gao Ming is responsible for conducting the search from his own perspective. When the time comes, he can compare the clues he obtained with those of Liu Yi to ensure that he will not be deceived by ghosts.
"I can go with you. Some things have to be done by someone, right?" Qian Junran said with a righteous look: "This is for everyone's good."
"Don't be as knowledgeable as that guy." Xishan seemed to want to ease the embarrassment and said to Gao Ming and Du Bai: "Wang Jie and I just walked around the school. This place is very big, with a dedicated gymnasium, activity building and... In the laboratory building, each building has different opening hours, and there seem to be some regular activities held in the school, and the winner can win a lot of credits. "
Compared with the teaching building, the office building is even more gloomy. The deep corridor seems to have no end in sight. Occasionally, strange sounds can be heard from the offices on both sides, like whispers or someone crying.
"Ghosts will also participate in those activities. Maybe the activity itself is prepared for ghosts." Wang Jie took a deep breath to calm down and calm down: "Gao Ming, what are your plans next? Do you want to save credits?"
"You are joking, you are joking." Xishan stood between the two to smooth things over: "The teaching building is too dangerous. I suggest that all dormitories take turns."
After calling Xishan, Wang Jie led the people in dormitory 1314 to the exit. Gao Ming took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Liu Yi. He and Liu Yi made a secret code that only two people knew.
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of not being able to die even if he wants to.
"Young lady's morality kidnapped us." Wang Jie stood up: "You just like Liu Yi, but he seems to treat Gao Ming differently, so you want to target our dormitory."
For Gao Ming, being killed is not a big deal and returning to the tunnel, but if he loses his freedom and is trapped in the school forever, that would be bad.
"Qian Junran, your money and power are nothing here." Wang Jie didn't give Xishan and Qian Junran any face: "Now in the auditorium, someone might have sneaked in. Do you really think that everyone sitting here is Is it a living person?"
"Then can you do me a favor?" The girl took another step forward, almost hitting her death mark. She raised her stitched eyelids: "I have a special homework that I don't know how to give to the teacher. Can you Can you come with me?"
Hatching the black-and-white photo of the deceased, Gao Ming did not step back. He stared at the girl's horrified face: "Isn't that the job you're talking about about me?"
(End of this chapter)
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