The driver's uncle's face turned pale and he laughed dryly: "I wish you success."

"Yes, can you turn off your phone?" Chen Ge showed a kind smile: "This is just a misunderstanding."

"That's a must." The driver agreed generously, clicked his phone a few times, and continued to drive forward for two or three meters. The car walkie-talkie suddenly lit up a red light. He touched his fingers gently, and before he could speak, a rough voice came from it.

"Old Liu, you are also at the Xicheng Private School? I was curious why there were people running there at night. I pulled one of them, so we were quite close. By the way, what did you post in the group? I was caught with a stick?"

"It's okay, drive your car." The uncle wiped the sweat from his forehead and hung up the walkie-talkie.

"It must be that I was kidnapped, right? Uncle, what about the most basic trust between people?" Chen Ge raised his eyebrows, and he was afraid that he would attract the police later: "Just stop here."

"Okay!" The driver stopped the car without saying a word, his calves were still shaking.

Chen Ge checked his things on his body and got out of the car with his bag. When he closed the door, he looked up and found a line of words scrolling on the display screen on the top of the taxi - I was hijacked, please call the police!

"You have quite a lot of tricks."

I watched the taxi leave as if it was flying. After more than ten seconds, nearly a hundred meters around fell into silence.

There were no stars and moons in the sky, as if it was about to rain, and the clouds were pressing very low, without any light at all.

Chen Ge turned on his phone and looked at the time. There were eight minutes left before the agreed deadline.

"When I was in the car just now, someone on the walkie-talkie said that he also pulled someone to Xicheng Private School and ran in this direction at around 1:00 in the morning. Will it have something to do with me?" He was careful. If it weren't for the time limit, he would probably be ambushed on both sides of the road and see who was following him first.

"For the remaining eight minutes, it's better for me to enter the school first. After getting familiar with the terrain, I'll take the lead." There is a wasteland near the private school in Xicheng, with no lights visible, and only a narrower and narrower road crossing the woods and bushes.

Turning on the flashlight of the mobile phone, Chen Ge walked forward for nearly a hundred meters along the road, and finally arrived at the main entrance of this abandoned school.

The chains and the fence were rusted together, the door was closed, and they looked inside through the iron fence, and it was pitch black.

"How do you get in?"

Chen Ge wandered outside the door for a while, first threw his backpack into the school, then ran and jumped up, grabbed the upper edge of the wall, and climbed over the wall.

The campus is not big, you can see the edge at a glance, and there are several dark buildings standing in the darkness, like a few lonely night watchmen.

The school’s sign has been demolished. In fact, Chen Ge doesn’t know what the real name of the school is, he only knows that everyone calls it Xicheng Private College.

The bushes are growing, and I can't see the road clearly. From time to time, something scratches my calves, which feels itchy and painful.

"I arrived within the specified time. The next task was to enter it and find Zhang Ya's red dance shoes." Chen Ge took out the tool hammer from his backpack and held the cold hammer handle. He felt much more at ease.

Using his mobile phone to illuminate, Chen Ge walked towards the school without taking a few steps. He suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stopped and took a few steps back.

"Is it my illusion? Why do you feel like your shoulders are being pushed when you walk into school? When you retreat, you are blocked by a force behind you, and there is an inexplicable resistance." He turned his head and looked at his shoulders. There was nothing there. He shone his back with the light, and there was no such thing as ghosts as he imagined.

"Is she already here? Right next to me? But I can't see her?" Chen Ge shivered and wanted to swing her hammer behind her to try, but then he thought, what if Zhang Ya was really behind him and hit her hammer and angered the other party?

He is just a lonely, weak and helpless haunted house owner. In this wilderness, the consequences of angering evil ghosts are unimaginable.

"Forget it, let's go in first." Chen Ge carried his bag, held his cell phone, and entered the campus with a tool hammer.

The night became thicker and thicker, and the wind blew, mixed with raindrops as thin as cow's hair.

"The most likely places where dance shoes appear are the women's locker room in the dance studio and the dormitory where Zhang Ya once lived. These two places need to be investigated."

Chen Ge [      Fast Update] Walking towards the nearest building, the trees on the campus were crooked and weeds were growing on the ground. There were many sculptures around, most of which were portraits, which looked a little terrifying in the dark.

"Girls' apartment?"

The four-story apartment building is not very high, but it may be because it has been abandoned for too long and looks gloomy.

The glass door of the apartment was locked with iron chains, and he stuck it on the door and looked inward.

The dark corridor was closed tightly. The strangest thing was that there was a chair facing the dormitory door in the middle of the corridor.

"A chair is placed right in the middle of the corridor? What is the special meaning?" Chen Ge took a small step back: "The school gate and the glass door of the dormitory were locked, and there was no garbage in the corridor. It can be seen that everything was cleaned up when the school was closed, but why did they leave a chair in the middle of the corridor? Is this going to kill obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"If the chair was left by the school, what was the reason for them to do this? If it wasn't for them, then after the door was locked, who moved the chair to the middle of the corridor?" Chen Ge pointed his phone at the dormitory glass door. The chair was five meters away from the exit, facing a smashed corridor light above his head.

"The corridor lights were smashed, and the wires were still stretched outside, chairs, wires, how could this scene be like hanging?" To be honest, after seeing such a strange scene, Chen Ge was also chanting in his heart: "It must be that I was thinking too much."

He looked around and saw that the night wind blew the leaves, and the campus became more and more strange after the early morning.

"You can't scare yourself. The red-clothed evil spirit Zhang Ya is the most terrifying existence in this school. If I have her love letter, who dares to make things difficult for me?" At this point, Chen Ge can only comfort himself like this: "This is just a favorability task. To put it bluntly, it is a special date. There is no need to be nervous, and there is no need to be afraid."

He talked to himself to encourage himself. After that, he grabbed the tool hammer and walked to the glass door again. When he was about to break the glass and go into the search, his eyes suddenly caught a detail.

The chair that was supposed to be facing the porch light was a meter apart from the porch light, and it seemed to have moved forward.

"Damn?"

This is the first time Chen Ge has experienced something like this: "Is it dazzled?" bdshare();
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