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The Curse of Evil Spirits: Chapter 7 The Truth

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Artificial intelligence cars have only appeared in science fiction blockbusters at present. Judging from our current technological level, they are still a long way from artificial intelligence cars. Of course, some mysterious organizations with cutting-edge technologies that exceed the entire world's level are not included.

This ordinary Volkswagen sedan in front of you is obviously impossible to be a top-down high-end artificial intelligence car...

"Praise Satan... Hell is really keeping pace with the times..." I said weakly, "Hmph, only cases about supernatural things will become troublesome."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a fire broke out and the outside of the fuel tank suddenly caught fire for no reason.

Damn! I cursed inwardly. I said it was too late, and I jumped away without hesitation. The other students around me immediately responded the same way and ran back desperately. Two seconds later, there was a sudden explosion, and a wave of heat swept over the back of my head. The powerful impact overturned several students close to the explosion range to the ground and fell to bite the mud.

"Oh, my god..." Wen Cao was the first to sigh.

After a while, many teachers from the Political and Educational Department finally arrived at the scene, supporting other students watching, while inspecting the scene to check whether there were casualties - of course they could not find the body of the "driver".

"Are you witnesses?"

Director Chen from the Political and Educational Department walked up to us, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Is that one? That car is just coming to me!" Huang Xiaodong complained, "Damn, I really don't understand why so many people don't hit me? I often help my grandma cross the road, okay?"

I gave the fat man a blank look and roughly explained the whole story. Of course, I was not stupid enough to tell the situation that no one was driving in the car, otherwise he would only think that my head was hit by the car...

Director Chen was writing a report on his small notebook. At this time, a short teacher ran over with a pale face, took a deep breath and said, "Director, we have not found any corpses!"

Upon hearing this, Director Chen frowned, "How could a person be alive with such a big explosion?" Although it was not very appropriate to say this, he still couldn't help but ask questions.

"No, not...Director, there is no one in the car!"

"What?" Director Chen frowned even more. "Teacher Zeng, are you trying to say that you are a ghost in broad daylight? How can a car be left without a person? How can a car be started without a person?"

"But…"

"Nothing is true," Director Chen said earnestly. "We are all people who have received higher education, and we must believe in science!"

Science? I sneered. In this unknown world, it is true stupidity to impose explanations on things that I don’t understand.

Teacher Zeng said fearfully: "But Director! We asked all the teachers that their cars were still good, and this car was like... it appeared!" (In the Fourth Middle School, non-school vehicles are generally prohibited from entering.)

Director Chen was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and said to us: "You go back to the classroom first."

"Hey, Director, I'm the victim!" the fat man shouted, obviously, he was extremely dissatisfied with the school's perfunctory attitude.

Wang Tuming patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Forget it, aren't you still jumping around now? Let's go, the school will handle it."

As the last class of evening self-study was ringing, the students continued to leave the classroom 66. After a day of exhaustion, everyone wanted to go back to their warm bed and have a good sleep. However, the boys obviously did not have the mood and sat around together with a serious expression.

"Brother Lin, are you saying that the reason why the car attacked me in the afternoon was because of a curse?" Huang Xiaodong frowned. "It's a bit far-fetched to say this? Is this curse really there?" Others agreed.

I expected that these guys would not believe it, so I decided to throw a bombshell "Deng Sanmao and Gong Zizhen are dead."

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

It took a while for everyone to accept the reality. After a long time, Wang Tuming took the lead and said, "Okay...how did you know?"

"One of my relatives is a policeman, and he was responsible for this case. I heard some news by chance." The next second after Wang Tuming asked the question, I thought about the words, my face was not changed, and I didn't object to my words at all. "By the way, with the forensic doctor's examination report, they died the night before school started." My eyes were approaching everyone, with an expression of "You always believe it now."

"You mean... they are all dead?" Wen Cao trembled all over, "This is impossible! I also received Sanmao's news in the afternoon!"

Wang Tuming raised his eyebrows, "If you say so, have you met a ghost?" I glanced at the otaku and always felt that he seemed too calm about this matter. This is definitely not the reaction that ordinary people should have.

"I released my phone today. I ran out of power, so I put my phone in the convenience store to charge it. When I came back, I heard that Deng Sanmao came here at noon. He said that he wanted to see me at the school gate..." Wen Cao thought about it now, and couldn't help but shivered. He really wanted to thank his phone for being out of power. Otherwise, if he really went to find him at that time, there would probably be a terrible thing to do!

Duan Dan scratched her head: "By the way, can you see a ghost in broad daylight?"

"Instead of caring about whether there are ghosts, it's better to think about the current situation of our door." I frowned. According to Wen Cao's words, I understood that the car would hit Huang Xiaodong in the afternoon. Wen Cao accidentally escaped the disaster, and the curse was diverted. I picked up a pen and wrote a word on a piece of paper - "sterben". I looked around and asked, "Do you know what this means?"

Everyone poked their heads out and looked confused.

"Is this English?" Huang Xiaodong asked tentatively.

I said, "This is a German and a common term in medicine, which translates to - death." Turning his head to look at Wen Cao "I appeared on your bed last night, maybe this means that Death has been staring at you since last night."

"Last night?" Wencao blinked, smiling and sarcastic. "Thank you for reminding me now."

"Uh... I'll tell you, will you believe it?" I said with vain.

"Hey, you obviously treat me as bait. Let's see if the curse will appear, right?" Wen Cao's IQ suddenly went online. "What's the point of showing up when he was seen through?!"

"Tsk... have you seen through..." I scratched my head. "Anyway, you're fine now. But I think it's not a solution to hide like this. One day my patience will be exhausted and eventually ended with the same fate as Deng Sanmao and Gong Zizhen, so only by solving the source can the curse be ended."

Hey! Hey! Hey, he actually changed the topic seriously! Wen Jiao complained in his heart.

"Do you have a solution to the source?" Wang Tuming asked.

I drew the dormitory layout diagram on the paper. "I guess that the curse of 611 is similar to the murder mode in the movie "Death is Coming". The list of 611 has the rules of the list of 611. The curse of 611 will also have its behavior pattern. You can see this picture. The curse kills people in the order of our bed, from outside to inside, from top to bottom, first sleeps in Gong Zizhen under the bed No. 1 next to the door, and there is no one in the upper bunk, so I jump to sleep in Deng Sanmao on the upper bunk, and then Wen Cao... This cycle is until all people die."

"But this can only be done until the law of curses. How can we find the so-called source?" Huang Xiaodong asked.

"You are right. This really can't help us find the source of the curse, but" I smiled, and I deliberately paused for a moment, "can help us find the murderer who manipulates the source!"
Chapter completed!
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