Chapter 414 The Paper Crane Wang Xiaoya, that fool, on the night she died, the instructor found one of these in her hand.

But now, why?!

Why is it under my pillow?!

Who? Who put it there?!

One question after another, like red-hot iron spikes, pierced Bai Wei's brain.

Was it a prank by someone in the dorm?

Impossible! Wang Xiaoya just died, who would dare joke about something like this?

Was it Su An? Did she do it? Is she trying to scare me with this?

She frantically overturned one possibility after another, until finally, only one thought remained—the most absurd and terrifying one.

Could it be...?

Could it be Wang Xiaoya?

Is it her... who's back?

As soon as the thought crossed Bai Wei's mind, she felt a chill run from her tailbone straight to the top of her head, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

"No! Impossible! There are no ghosts in this world!"

As if trying to convince herself, she let out a hoarse scream, suddenly reached out, and grabbed the origami crane.

The rough texture of the candy wrapper and its cold, almost deadly touch made her shudder again, nearly causing her to drop it.

She stared intently at the origami crane in her hand, as if trying to see right through it.

That's it! That's Wang Xiaoya's style! That clumsy, asymmetrical folding method, and that candy wrapper with "White Rabbit" printed on it.

"ah--!"

Bai Wei's rationality completely collapsed at this moment.

She screamed as if she had been burned, and frantically tore at the origami crane with both hands.

"Rip—rip—"

The fragile candy wrapper was instantly torn into countless tiny pieces by her frantic movements.

"It wasn't me! I didn't kill you! You wanted to die! It has nothing to do with me!"

As she tore at the fabric, she muttered nervously to herself, her voice filled with fear and hysteria.

She wants to destroy this evidence! Destroy it completely!

She grabbed the handful of scraps of paper, stumbled out of the dormitory, and headed straight for the water room at the end of the corridor.

She's going to flush it down the drain! Make it disappear forever!

The water room was empty except for the dripping of the faucet, the sound of which was particularly clear in the quiet space, as if it were counting down for someone.

Bai Wei rushed to the pool, turned on the tap, and the icy tap water gushed out.

She spread her palms out, intending to pour the scraps of paper into the water.

But her hands were shaking so badly, like leaves falling in the autumn wind.

With a "whoosh".

Most of the scraps of paper were scattered on the ground, wet and sticky, like a strange pool of blood on the gray cement floor.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Bai Wei cursed angrily, squatted down, and tried to pick up the broken pieces with her hands.

But those thin, soaked pieces of paper stuck firmly to the ground. No matter how she tried to pick or grab them, she could only pry off a small piece, her fingernails filled with red pulp.

The color was so glaring, it seemed to be silently mocking her disheveled state and fear.

Just then, a timid voice sounded from behind her.

"Bai... Comrade Bai Wei, what... what are you doing here?"

Bai Wei's body suddenly stiffened, as if she had been put on pause.