Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 28: Who is playing the piano?

Chapter 28 Who is playing the piano?

The reddish-brown mud was mixed with fine gravel, and the touch from the fingertips didn't look like blood.

"It was a false alarm." Turning off the faucet, the sound of "gurgling" in the pipe stopped.

"This place is full of weirdness, but there is no trace of evil spirits. It's like dirty things are playing hide-and-seek with me on purpose." I have been under great pressure. Waiting to die is even more torturous. It feels like a big hand is manipulating my fate in the invisible darkness. This feeling is terrible.

Push open the door in the inner room, and individual places appear one by one.

"Shen Meng? Are you there?" There was no response, and I tried to push open the small door of the compartment.

"Wait."

Xiumu didn't know when to come in, he grabbed my hand that pushed the door: "Anchor, you should know the taboos in the toilet, if you open the concealed door late at night, you may be caught by the ghost doll trapped inside." Go."

"Ghost doll?"

"There used to be a beggar girl in this school. I heard that she was pregnant by others when she was only sixteen years old. There is no news of the man transferring to another school. Poor Hanako committed suicide in this toilet."

"If the man is of age, legally speaking, he can be sentenced to death." With a blank expression on my face, I shook off Hideki's hand and pushed open the door of the first room.

There is moss growing among the broken tiles, and the walls are mottled, and something has been smeared on it.

"Don't take it seriously? These stories passed down from the campus must have some basis." Xiumu ran to the door of the second seat: "Before opening the door, you should knock on the door and ask."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and knocked on the white-painted door: "Is anyone there? Miss Hanako, I'm here to play with you."

The strange behavior, low voice, and this specific environment, an inexplicable sense of fear arises spontaneously.

I took a breath, raised the camera, and opened the doors in order as quickly as possible.

"Crack! Crack! Crack... bang!"

Keep opening until the last door, and the familiar "bang bang" sound reappeared.

"Strange, is this door locked?" As we all know, the bathroom door can only be locked from the inside. I motioned the three children to step back and tap the ground with my right foot.

"What are you doing?"

"Boom!" A loud noise spread throughout the laboratory building, and I kicked the door open.

The camera was pointed at the location to shoot. Although there were no ghosts and ghosts in the picture, it still surprised me.

On the toilet sits a stuffed toy with its head removed.

Slapping the dust on it, I pulled into the camera: "It looks like something from a long time ago."

The head of the toy was cut off with scissors, exposing the tattered cotton wool inside. After careful observation, I found two inconspicuous Chinese characters written on the belly of the plush toy.

"Xue Fei?"

It's been too long, the font is blurry, I can only half-guess: "Same name and surname? Or..."

"Anchor, what did you see?" Xiumu and Xue Fei came over.

"It's okay, it's just a broken toy." Throwing it away, I didn't change my face: "Shen Meng is not here, keep looking, there are many nights and dreams, we can't waste any more time."

Leaving the toilet on the first floor, we came to the second floor. When going upstairs, Xiumu counted the steps under his feet. To his disappointment, there were only twelve steps, and there was no extra step.

Most of the classrooms on the second floor are locked, and only the doors of the music classroom and the health care room can be opened.

The two rooms are very far apart. I took the camera and pushed open the door of the health room. The beds were separated by curtains, and the beds were tightly fitted. I couldn't see anything in the clinic.

"Povidone iodine, alcohol, reagents..." There were all kinds of medicines in a mess in the cabinet at the door, yellow-brown used bandages were thrown on the floor, and scattered medical records could be seen further ahead.

Bending down to pick it up, most of the year was five years ago, the paper was bitten by mice, the handwriting is blurred, and the word Guo Junjie can be vaguely seen in the column of the name.

"It seems that the child is a frequent visitor here. He not only suffers mental humiliation, but also suffers physical torture." Somewhat unexpectedly, all the photos on the medical records were torn off. It is a secret that this school cannot disclose.

"Slight injury to the left ear, slight fracture of the little finger, multiple bruises on the thigh..." The records on each medical record are not serious, but the frequent concentration of so many injuries on one person can already explain a lot problem.

"The weak are bullied, if they don't resist and bear it silently, those people will get worse."

Opening the curtain beside the bed, the pools of blood on the dilapidated hospital bed looked shocking.

Although it has been a long time, the bloodstain and the bed sheet have solidified together, and the color is no longer bright, but I can still feel a little trembling.

"What happened? Why is there so much blood?"

I rummaged through the cabinet and finally found a case sheet with a date closest to today.

"Fall from a height, pelvic cavity shattered, internal organs bleeding extensively, skull cracked..." These symptoms reminded me of a rumor about Xinhu High School on the Internet. Before the school was completely closed, many students jumped to their deaths. .

The medical records sealed in the cabinet indirectly prove that jumping off the building is not a rumor. Looking at the blood-stained bed, I am a little puzzled.

The normal way for schools to deal with students jumping from the building should be to isolate the scene, and then call 110 and 120. They will never move the body without authorization, let alone move it to the health room.

I checked several medical records one after another, and my face became serious.

"Death is not an isolated case." Before the school was closed, there were five people who jumped off the building alone. This is still recorded. If the ones that are deliberately hidden are removed, I estimate that the number of suicides should be many.

"A lot of pressure to study? Emotional disputes?" I shook my head: "The collective death presents a special law, as if it was agreed."

"What happened to these students?" Five years is enough to erase the truth, and the medical records are also incomplete. Most of them can't even read their names clearly, leaving only black and white printed photos.

"The cause of death is one of the keys to solving the mystery. This health room may have to stay for a while." I opened the curtain next to the second bed, and the blood-stained sheets were crumpled together .

Picking up the sheet with one hand, after shaking off the already highly rotten sheet, there was actually a school uniform wrapped inside.

I endured the rancid smell and spread the school uniform on the bed: "Wang Xiu?"

The school badge pinned to the chest of the school uniform has a name, which consists of three characters, but the last character is really blurry and cannot be read clearly.

Later, I lifted the curtains of several beds, and the situation was similar. When I reached the last bed, I just grabbed the curtain with my hand, and suddenly felt someone touch me from inside.

"Shen Meng?" I took two steps back, and the touch just now told me that there must be something hidden inside.

The light on the mobile phone is turned to the maximum, and the edge of the curtain is still bouncing up and down, as if there is a live fish that has just been caught on the shore inside.

"Is that you? Say something!" No one responded, and I approached again, grabbing the edge of the curtain with my hands.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Suddenly there was a rapid piano sound from the other end of the corridor. I was so frightened that my hands trembled, but I didn't open it.

Picking up the video camera, I hurried to the classroom where the sound was coming from. After I left, the health room fell into dead silence, except that in the last bed, a plastic model arm slowly stretched out.

"What's going on?" Panting, he ran to the end of the corridor, where the three children were gathered around the piano: "You guys were playing just now?"

"If you ask him, it's all because of this guy!" Xue Fei pushed Xiumu in front of me.

Xiu Mu felt aggrieved: "You guys really wronged me this time, I didn't touch the piano at all."

"Sakura and I were both in the corridor. You were the only one in the room at the time. You didn't play it? Could it be that it played it by itself?" Xue Fei grabbed Xiumu's collar.

Xiu Mu's feet were off the ground, but his voice was very stubborn: "It's not me, it's not me! There must be other things in this room!"

"Fart! Let me tell you, if you can't find Shen Meng today, you don't want to go back!"

"Stop arguing, maybe it wasn't Xiumu playing just now." I grabbed the camera tightly, my palms were sweating all the time: "The four of us are all inside the house now, but you hold your breath and listen carefully..."

From far to near in the corridor outside, the sound of footsteps gradually became clear.

"It's Shen Meng!" Xue Fei let go of Xiumu's collar, and strode towards the door.

I reached out to stop him, but I didn't catch him.

"Shen Meng, you're back?" The footsteps stopped at the door, Xue Fei raised his head full of hope, but saw a dull plastic model face crookedly protruding into the room!