You promise me first that you won't hit me after I open the door."
Inside the room, Fatty Peng's voice was trembling.
Zhou Bai's heart skipped a beat: "Open the door first."
The room became quiet again.
Just when Zhou Bai's patience was about to run out, a slightly heavy footsteps slowly came to the door.
With a "squeak", Fatty Peng's face appeared in the crack of the door.
Zhou Bai stood in the darkness, looking at his face with the light behind him, and caught a trace of panic in his expression.
"Did you get into any trouble?"
Zhou Bai stretched out his hand to touch the door of the room, and Fatty Peng quickly took a step back.
As the door of the room was pushed open by Zhou Bai, the whole picture of the room appeared before his eyes.
Everything looked the same as when they left.
If Fatty Peng hadn't looked a little abnormal, Zhou Bai would have thought that there was no accident at all.
"Tell me, what happened?"
Qi Fa has not returned yet, and now only Zhou Bai and Fatty Peng are left in the room.
Zhou Bai sat on his bed and looked up at Fatty Peng, who had been holding his hands uneasily. An inexplicable feeling of irritation rose from the bottom of his heart.
Fatty Peng was wearing loose casual clothes. Looking down his baggy trousers, you could see some strange black and yellow objects stained on the trouser leg of his right foot.
Seeing Zhou Bai's eyes falling precisely on his right foot, Fatty Peng raised his hand in panic and wiped away the cold sweat.
"Bai...Brother Bai...
You promised not to hit me."
Zhou Bai didn't remember that he had promised him, but he still nodded.
When Fatty Peng saw it, he lowered his head and whispered, "I broke the rules..."
Although I didn't expect to hear any good news, I didn't expect that Fatty Peng would do something that violated the rules.
"Which rule did you violate?" Zhou Bai tried his best to control his emotions.
Fatty Peng took the note from Xiaoyu from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Bai.
"Article 3."
Zhou Bai opened the note and looked at the content above.
[You can only enter this school through the back door. After entering the school, please go directly to your room and do not look around along the way.]
After Zhou Bai finished reading, the expression on his face became extremely ugly.
When Fatty Peng saw it, he immediately became even more panicked.
"I...I didn't mean it.
I'm just too fat, and the path back to the room is too narrow.
I was a little scared coming back alone. I was walking too fast and accidentally hit a patch of weeds on the side of the road."
Zhou Bai took a deep breath: "So, it was your right foot that hit the weeds?"
Fatty Peng buried his head lower: "That's right."
Zhou Bai stared at the scratches on his pants: "Then what? What happened next?"
Fatty Peng recalled the scene at that time and still feels a little scared.
"Two hands stretched out from the grass.
They grabbed my feet.
There is still a red mark on my right leg."
After he finished speaking, he rolled up his trousers, and then a shocking red handprint appeared in front of Zhou Bai's eyes.
The handprint was a bit small and looked like it was left by a human child.
Zhou Bai came closer and could even see clearly the fingerprints left by the other party.
"Does it hurt?"
Zhou Bai squatted on the ground, raised his head and asked Fatty Peng.
Fatty Peng shook his head, and then he saw Zhou Bai get up and walk into the toilet, come out with a rag soaked in water, and wiped the red handprints on Fatty Peng's legs, and the fingerprints became blurry.
It looks more like a child's prank.
"Brother Bai, am I going to die?" Fatty Peng almost cried.
Zhou Bai sighed softly: "I don't know if you will die, but I will give you a suggestion."
Fatty Peng looked at Zhou Bai expectantly.
"Now take your clothes, go to the toilet, take a good shower, and wash off the fingerprints on your legs."
Fatty Peng nodded blankly: "Wouldn't you die this way?"
Zhou Bai glanced at the black and yellow object stained on his pants legs.
"Whether you will die or not, I don't know.
But I know that if you don’t change these pants, I might stink to death.”
Fatty Peng took two steps back with embarrassment, took out his fried chicken pajamas from the suitcase, turned around and walked into the toilet.
After Fatty Peng entered the toilet, Zhou Bai walked to the window and looked at the pairs of eyes looking at him in the darkness.
Suddenly, I became more curious about this abandoned school.
In the room, Fatty Peng was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Zhou Bai was the only one left at this time.
He looked at Qi Fa's empty bed, took out his pocket watch, and checked the current time again.
The pocket watch showed that the time was now half past ten in the evening.
Qi Fa has not returned at this hour.
There was only half an hour left, so Zhou Bai closed his pocket watch, and a new worry suddenly came to his mind.
He stood by the window and looked at the dark teaching building opposite. He felt that the room was inexplicably stuffy tonight.
He put down his pocket watch, opened the door, and planned to walk outside the school to wait for Qi Fa to come back.
In this city, even if Qi Fa has a clear mind and agile skills, there is no guarantee that he will not encounter danger.
Zhou Bai walked out of the room and was about to walk to the path to the back door when he saw Qi Fa appearing at the other end of the path, walking towards this side.
Zhou Bai immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, Qi Fa is much more worry-free than Fatty Peng.
Zhou Bai was very pleased.
Qi Fa was on the other side of the path and also noticed Zhou Bai standing at the intersection.
So he quickened his pace and jogged all the way to Zhou Bai.
"Is everything going well?"
Qi Fa nodded.
"Then let's go back and talk."
Zhou Bai glanced at the path behind Qi Fa, trying to find which pile of weeds Fatty Peng had hit.
But then I remembered that rule and could only look back.
"Let's go."
Seeing that Qi Fa subconsciously wanted to look back, Zhou Bai stopped him with a voice.
Then he turned around and walked to the door, opened it and walked in.
Fatty Peng finished taking a shower and walked out wearing fried chicken pajamas.
"Roll up your right trouser leg and take a look."
Under Qi Fa's confused gaze, Fatty Peng obeyed Zhou Bai's request and rolled up his trousers.
After seeing that the shocking red handprint was no longer on his right leg, Zhou Bai nodded.
He turned around and began to care about what happened to Qi Fa today.
"Anything gained?"
Qi Fa did not answer in a hurry, but lowered his head, took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Bai.
"I got it under a wall near the outside of the city.
Maybe someone wanted to send a message to the men in black in the city, but I got there first."