Therefore, Lu Ming and I once again had a conflict with the two security guards. During the dispute, Teacher Sun shouted: "You all should stop making trouble. We have already called the police and are waiting for the patrol to handle it."
Before he finished speaking, a patrol car actually drove into the campus and stopped next to the ghost building in an instant. Everyone looked at the car.
Two people got out of the car, both wearing patrol uniforms.
The leader is a man with a Chinese character, a serious face, and an upright appearance. He is about 40 years old. Judging from his age and temperament, he should be at the leadership level.
The other one is just the opposite. Although he is also wearing a patrol uniform, he is only about 20 years old. There is a bit of childishness and simplicity between his eyebrows. He looks like a young patrolman who has just joined the job.
"Who called the police?" He stood there with a Chinese character and asked in an imposing manner.
Teacher Sun walked over and said, "Comrade patrol, I called the police."
The Chinese-character face looked at Teacher Sun.
"The phone said that a female classmate was missing. What's going on?"
"Well, it's not lost, it's entered this building." Teacher Sun raised his hand and pointed to the ghost building in front of him.
The Chinese-character face frowned.
"Going into the building? You know that someone has gone into the building. Isn't it enough to just find the person? Do you need to call the police?"
Teacher Sun had an embarrassment on his face: "We...we also want to go in and get her back, but...but we don't dare?"
"Don't dare? What does this mean?"
The security guard next to him interrupted: "There is a ghost in this building. No one dares to enter."
"That's nonsense." He scolded with a frown on his face. Given his profession, he would never believe in ghosts and gods.
"It's true, Comrade Patrol." The security guard blushed.
"It's really haunted, otherwise this building wouldn't have been sealed."
"Song Li, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Tao scolded the security guard, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and when he looked at the Chinese character face, a smile appeared on his face.
"Comrade patrol, don't listen to the security guard's nonsense. The main reason is that the girl may be a little mentally ill. We were afraid of something happening, so we called the police."
Lu Ming was so angry that his lungs exploded. He even said that Xiaorou was mentally ill. Due to Zhang Tao's majesty, he did not dare to refute, but I couldn't bear it and said loudly: "Director Zhang, I think you are the one who is sick."
?You can find the person if you go in, but you refuse to go and don't let us go. You still insist on calling the police and deliberately causing trouble to my uncle who is on patrol. What kind of peace of mind do you have?"
"You..." Zhang Tao glared at me.
I ignored him and said directly to the Chinese-character face: "Uncle Patrolman, I won't bother you with this little thing. Let's go in and find the person."
"You can't go, you must not go. If you go, you won't be able to come back." Lao Wang, who was watching the door, suddenly raised his voice and said, his voice trembling.
"There are ghosts inside, there are ghosts..."
The Chinese-character face was a little impatient. It was really not worth bothering them with this kind of thing. Wouldn't it be better to go find someone in the building? So he glared at Zhang Tao intentionally or unintentionally.
Then he turned to the young patrolman standing behind him and said, "They're all here, Xiao Chen'er, go in and find this person."
"Okay, director, aren't we just looking for someone? Just take a look." The young patrolman looked excited, like a soldier who had just entered the battlefield and was eager to perform meritorious service. He also spoke an authentic Henan dialect, which sounded a bit
funny.
Lu Ming hurriedly stepped forward and said that he would go in with him because the girl he was looking for was his girlfriend.
Lu Ming and I were together, so the young patrolman glanced at us and waved his hand: "Well, you two, please go in with me."
He took out a flashlight and walked into the ghost building first. He didn't notice at all the worried and fearful looks of the security guard, Teacher Sun and others behind him.
Lu Ming and I also followed in.
Lao Wangtou suddenly jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs: "You can't go in, that thing is underground, and you can't get out if you go in."
I trembled inexplicably, turned to look at Lao Wangtou, and found that he had been dragged aside by two security guards, and Zhang Tao was scolding him.
Lu Ming and I looked at each other and couldn't help but feel scared. We had seen how terrifying this ghost building was last time, and we were by no means alarmist.
But for Xiaorou, we have to go. There are patrols here, and Zhang Tao doesn't dare to stop us anymore.
"What are you two bothering about? Hurry up and catch up." The young patrolman turned around and urged us both.
By this time we had entered the ghost building, a chill came over us, and Lu Ming shivered.
The young patrolman muttered: "It's quite cold here. It's so dark that you can't see anything."
He used his flashlight to shine on the stairs leading to the second floor and the corridor on the right corner of the first floor.
"What's the girl's name?" he asked.
"Xiaorou, uh, Mirou." Lu Ming replied.
So the little patrolman turned into the corridor on the first floor with a flashlight, calling Mirou's name while searching.
There are classrooms on both sides of the corridor. The doors are all locked, and it is dark inside when you look through the windows.
After looking around, there was no trace of Xiaorou.
"Okay, there isn't one on the first floor. Let's go look for it on the second floor." The little patrolman held up the flashlight and walked up the stairs to the second floor, muttering: "Why did you come here if you couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night?
A little girl doesn’t know how to be afraid. Hey, it seems like this building hasn’t been used for a long time. What’s going on?”
I replied: "It was abandoned because it was haunted."
"Haunted?" The little patrolman laughed a few times.
"We are all college students, receiving education in the new era. How can we still believe this? This is pure nonsense."
Lu Ming said: "It's really haunted, so the name of this building is Ghost Building."
The young patrolman sneered, and while holding up the flashlight and shining it around, he raised his voice and said, "Where is the ghost? Where is it? What does the ghost look like? Come out and let me have a look."
I heard some old people say that it is very taboo to discuss ghosts at night, as it is easy to actually attract those things, and besides, it is in such a gloomy environment.
So I changed the topic and said that we should go upstairs quickly to find Xiaorou.
"Xiaorou, Xiaorou..."
We searched around the second floor, but there was still no sign of Xiaorou.
So I started walking up the stairs to the third floor, praying in my heart that I wouldn't encounter anything weird like last time.
There is a small window at the entrance of the stairs. The shadows of the trees outside are projected onto the stairs through the moonlight. When the wind blows, the shadows of the trees move, which makes people's hair stand on end.
The whole building was completely silent, except for the sound of the footsteps of the three of us stepping up the stairs, clicking...
The atmosphere is really weird.
Suddenly, without any warning, the three of us stopped and felt the eerie and strange aura almost at the same time. It was a chilling feeling that was indescribable.
"It feels so strange." The little patrolman muttered, and the light of the flashlight flashed across our faces.
"I said, why don't you two leave?"
Lu Ming and I looked at each other and at the same time looked at the little patrolman.
"What do you want me to do? Let's go, keep looking." The little patrolman said, ready to turn around and continue walking up the stairs, but as soon as he lifted his feet, he stopped there again.
"Da da da……"
There was a sound of footsteps stepping on the stairs, from bottom to top.
The three of us were stunned.
We didn't move at this time. The footsteps couldn't be ours. They came from downstairs. Someone is coming?
Isn’t it? Who else could be there besides us? Could it be that the policeman with the Chinese character’s face also came in?