Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 177: Two footprints
Chapter 177 Two footprints
After finishing the opening remarks, I picked up my mobile phone and walked towards the depths of the school.
"He broadcasts for thirteen hours a day, but you broadcast for five hours in three days, and you still have the face to be aggressive here. Don't let me know your home address!"
"Whoever takes a taxi to work as an anchor, I will reimburse him the travel expenses."
"Everyone stops the meeting, the anchor is also a human being, and there are also births, old ages, illnesses and deaths, we have to understand."
"Understand your sister! Everyone is dead, and you still look at a dick!"
Teletubbies died of murder and rewarded 99 Ming coins in the super thriller live broadcast room: "Anchor, don't care what other people say, I will always support you, I am your loyal little fan girl!"
"Fuck, there are still girls in such a heavy-talking live broadcast room?"
"I think there may be one more traitor among us!"
The bullet chatting is very fast. I pay special attention to the two IDs Wan Daochang and Liu Banxian under Qingcheng Mountain, but they don't seem to be online today.
According to the previous live broadcast practice, I should first introduce the basic situation here, but this time the information given before the live broadcast has nothing to do with the live broadcast venue prompted by the underworld show. I really don't understand why the medical school is involved in the matter between a husband and wife.
In my opinion, the only connection between the two of them is the sentence the man said at the end of the phone, the wife wakes up every morning with a smell of formalin in her mouth, and fore The most common place for Marin is the medical school, and its function is simple and clear, that is, to soak the corpse to prevent it from rotting.
There are too few clues to figure it out, so I had no choice but to enter the courtyard first and investigate step by step.
The entire west campus covers a very large area, and there are four buildings in it. I don't know their specific functions. Just judging by the degree of dilapidation, it seems to be even more dilapidated than Xinhu High School.
Struggling forward in the half-person-high bushes, I looked around and always felt that something was slowly approaching, but I couldn't find anything even if I used the eye-tracking.
"There is an option to protect the living in the optional mission of the underworld show, so I should meet other people tonight. It seems that if you want to understand the whole story more deeply, you must first find someone other than me Living people." It was pitch black, the lights had already been turned off in the campus, and I looked at the surrounding environment and was a little uncertain: "Which normal person would come to such a place at night?"
Boom!
I was so engrossed in thinking that I didn't pay attention to my feet. I stepped on the ground and half of my body sank.
"Tunnel?" I clasped the edge of the hole with both hands and looked inward. The tunnel is so narrow that only two people can pass through it side by side. Although the ventilation inside is good, you can still smell the pungent formalin smell. .
"This road is built underground and goes straight. What is it used for?" There is actually a tunnel underground in the closed campus of the medical school.
The deep darkness was like a monster's big mouth. I took out my mobile phone and looked inward. I didn't see anything strange, but it seemed to reflect a little light when I shone to the left.
"In the dark, mirrors, metals, and animal eyes are the only things that can reflect light. What could it be that flashed by just now?" The door of the first building.
This is a four-story laboratory building. The walls are severely peeled off and the door is locked. However, a window on the back of the building was artificially smashed.
A brick was thrown among the broken glass on the ground, as if deliberately telling others that it was the culprit.
"The one who smashed the window should be a girl." There was a piece of butterfly lace fabric hanging on the window sill, and I carefully took it off and put it in front of my eyes: "The fabric is damp and has a faint smell of formalin , it doesn’t look like it was just torn off.”
I entered the interior of the building through the window. Compared with the dilapidated surface outside, the inside looked orderly, and everything was neatly placed.
"Someone came in one step ahead of me."
There are dirt and grass seeds scattered on the ground inside the house, as well as a shoe print and a footprint.
I carefully avoided the traces on the ground, squatted down, and observed carefully.
"It's strange, why is this footprint bigger than the shoe print?" I gestured beside it with my hand. The length of the shoe print was only 29 centimeters, but the length of the footprint was 32 centimeters.
"Before me, there should have been two different people entering from here, one of them may be the owner of Lace, as for the other..." I looked at the 32 cm long footprints, and a question arose in my heart : "Why doesn't he wear shoes?"
Picking up the black suitcase, I gently opened the door of the room, and there was no one in the corridor outside, but this kind of silence can make people feel panic.
Out of the room, I walked forward slowly along the corridor, turned a corner, and suddenly saw a black figure standing in the middle of the corridor.
I held my breath and leaned against the wall, watching his situation with the camera on my phone.
Still motionless, after waiting for a full three minutes, the black figure still maintained its original posture.
"Something's wrong." I approached quietly with my suitcase in hand. Once the other party made any changes, I would throw out the suitcase without hesitation.
The outline of the human figure became clearer and clearer, and it was only when I got closer that it was just a human model.
"Who moved the model to the middle of the corridor? What's the point of him doing it?" Ever since the live broadcast in Xinhu High School, I have an innate fear of these model puppets.
"Your old man, you should lie down and rest." I put the model doll flat on the corridor, and continued to move forward until I reached the stairs.
"And the basement?" I was more disturbed by the repeated steps leading underground than by the stairs leading upstairs.
It's better to go upstairs. If you encounter an unsolvable situation, you can jump out of the window at worst. But if there is a problem in the basement, once the back road is blocked, it will be impossible to escape.
I was hesitating which direction to start to check first, when suddenly there was a soft sound in the basement.
It's not loud, but it's so quiet in the building that I can hear it clearly.
"It seems that metal fell on the ground." I raised my phone and walked underground.
The underground and above-ground structures are completely different. The corridors are wide, and the walls on the ground are all covered with white tiles.
"This feels a bit like a human laboratory in a movie." After walking more than ten meters along the base of the wall, I found a bright light occasionally flashing through the iron gate at the end of the corridor.
I groped to the side of the iron gate, and a chill made me shiver. I looked inside, and saw faint lights swaying between the test benches, like will-o'-the-wisps.
I left my suitcase outside the door and tiptoed in with only my phone in hand.
Passing through a row of experimental tables, the temperature inside the room is several degrees lower than outside, and I have also found the source of the bright light.
It was a woman with long hair, and the light came from her hands, turning her entire face into dead white.
I followed her around the house and finally stopped in front of a sliding door in the back room.
The figure took a lot of effort to pull the door open. When the heavy sliding door was opened, the whole room wafted a strong smell of formalin.
"What's hidden behind that door?" I frowned. I heard from a friend who studied forensic medicine that he wore a three-layer mask but still couldn't bear the smell when he was in anatomy experiment class for the first time. , Today I have a deep understanding.
The woman pushed the door halfway open and stepped in. I covered my mouth and nose, stayed outside for a while, and followed me in.
There is a huge sink inside the sliding door, but there is nothing else, and there is no place for shelter.
So as soon as I went in, I bumped into that woman in embarrassment. She was holding a mobile phone light in one hand and dragging something with a rope in the other.
Looking at each other, the woman was so startled that she almost fell into the sink.
"Plop!" The water splashed. Although she grabbed the end of the rope to stabilize her body at the last moment, the mobile phone in her palm fell into the sink impartially.
"My mobile phone!" She stood beside her anxiously, but she was unwilling to reach out to fish it in the sink.
I felt weird looking at it, so I lowered my head and glanced into the sink.
In the anti-corrosion treated sink, several lifelike corpses with different expressions are soaking crookedly!