Chapter 119 The Girl Who Died from Bullying
For a moment, the security room fell into a deathly silence.
"And then what?"
"Then?"
The old principal sighed softly, "Then the next day, we found her schoolbag next to the water tank on the top floor. Inside was a diary filled with the reasons why she was bullied and her conversations with the lantern. But Lin Huairou herself... never appeared again."
Xie Xun suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where is that diary now?"
"I locked it in the safe in the principal's office."
The old principal continued, "For fifteen years, I never dared to open it and look at it; it was very painful for me. But I remember that there was a very strange sentence written on the last page."
“What…He said that as long as there are people who remember me, I will always exist.”
After the call ended, everyone fell silent.
Xie Xun looked out the window at the gradually darkening sky and realized something was wrong.
In an instant, the outline of the entire laboratory building blurred for a moment in the twilight, like a television screen with a poor signal. Then, all the windows in the building... whether they were lit or pitch black before, simultaneously lit up with a ghostly green light.
"not good!"
Zhou Wei's expression suddenly hardened. "The spaces inside the building are becoming independent!"
As if to confirm his words, the screens on the security room monitors showed distorted static throughout the entire laboratory building, with only the camera at the end of the corridor, aimed at the stairs, stubbornly continuing to work.
In the picture, a girl in a blue school uniform is standing at the top of the stairs.
She slowly raised her hand, pulled out a finger, and pointed forward.
Then, I started counting the steps one by one.
"one two three……"
Her voice was transmitted clearly to the security room through the surveillance camera.
"...eleven, twelve, thirteen."
After counting the last level, she suddenly turned around.
The face overlapped with the blurry image in the surveillance video, and Director Wang was horrified!
He had seen this girl before.
I didn't see it in the school's historical archives, nor in any video, but late last Tuesday night.
That day, he had caught a glimpse of this figure when he returned to school alone after leaving a lesson plan in his office.
She was standing by the window on the fourth floor of the laboratory, looking down at something.
He thought it was some students from one class staying up late to study, so he shouted across the playground, "Hey, it's so late, hurry back to your dorm!"
The girl looked up at the sound. Despite the distance of nearly a hundred meters and the heavy darkness of the night, Director Wang could not see her face clearly, but he felt a chill for no reason.
He saw the other person raise their hand and beckon to him.
At that time, Director Wang remembered to go back and look for the lesson plan, and he also kept in mind the need to avoid suspicion.
After all, it wouldn't sound good if a male teacher were alone with a female student in the middle of the night.
He didn't think much of it, assuming it was just some daring student playing a prank. He frowned, waved his hand, signaling her to leave quickly, and then turned and strode towards his office.
He didn't even glance at it again.
Looking back now, that wasn't a wave at all.
The moment the surveillance footage froze, Director Wang felt a chill run down his spine. It was clearly an extremely slow and stiff gesture of distress!
His fingers twisted and opened, then curled up, like a drowning person desperately grasping at a last straw.
"She wasn't calling me over..."
Director Wang's voice trembled, "She sounded like she was pleading for help... but at that time... at that time..."
But I turned around and left.
He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood.
In the surveillance footage, Lin Huairou slowly lowered her hand, her face expressionless. But on the wall behind her, dense writing began to appear.
It wasn't written in blood, but rather marks carved out with fingernails:
They all laughed at me.
"Saying I'm dirty"
"They put a dead rat in my desk."
"Cut my school uniform to shreds"
"Nobody's helping me."
"Nobody..."
The handwriting was messy and chaotic, getting deeper and deeper towards the end, with some strokes even penetrating the wall plaster to reveal the dark cement underneath.
Lin Huairou gasped, "This is the bullying she wrote about in her diary..."
Suddenly, Lin Huairou in the video abruptly raised her head and stared intently at the camera.
Her mouth began to stretch out to both sides, widening until it tore the skin on both sides of her cheeks, revealing the dark red flesh and pale cheekbones underneath.
But she was still smiling.
A silent, maniacal laugh.
Immediately afterwards, a second shadow appeared behind her.
A tiny child, less than a meter tall, was being gently held in their hands.
Then came the third, the fourth...
Seven small, dark figures were now holding hands, lined up behind her.
They were all wearing old-fashioned summer uniforms from Yucai Middle School, a version so old that it was no longer available. The blue and white short-sleeved uniforms looked jarring in the black and white scene.
"seven……"
Liu Xiuyuan's voice trembled, "Fifteen years ago, when the foundation was being laid for the reconstruction of the laboratory building, seven children of nearby residents did indeed go missing near the construction site. At the time, it was said to be an accident..."
Xie Xun's expression turned extremely ugly.
"wrong."
He frowned as he looked at the surveillance footage. "This wasn't an accident; it was deliberate. These children... someone used them as human stakes."
Folk sorcery was also recorded in his great-grandfather's notes.
A living person is buried under the foundation of a building, their soul suppressing the earth's energy to ensure the building stands for centuries and thrives forever.
"No wonder this building has an unusually heavy yin energy."
Fu Qinghuai narrowed his eyes, "Seven children were buried alive here, their resentment is palpable. Add to that a female student who was bullied to death..."
"They merged."
Xie Xun stared at the eight figures gradually overlapping in the image and said with a solemn expression, "Lin Huairou's resentment has become the head of the seven children, and now they are one."
As if hearing his words, Lin Huairou in the surveillance footage suddenly opened her torn mouth and let out a shriek that was not something a human could make, a mixture of male and female voices.
"Come... play... ah..."
The sound waves even penetrated the screen, causing the glass in the security room to vibrate.
Immediately afterwards, all the windows in the entire laboratory building shattered at the same time!
Glass shards rained down like a storm, but before hitting the ground, they mysteriously hovered in mid-air, then all turned and aimed at the security room.
"Get down!" Zhou Wei shouted sternly.
Countless shards of glass flew towards them like bullets.
Fu Qinghuai's body surged with black energy, forming a solid barrier in front of everyone. The fragments struck the black energy, producing a piercing metallic clang.
In the surveillance footage, Lin Huairou has disappeared!
Instead, eight wet, human-shaped figures slowly emerged on the floor of the lobby on the first floor of the laboratory building, walking out of the building step by step towards the security room.
Outside the window, a series of wet little footprints began to appear on the ground.
From far to near.
They're coming right towards them!
Before I knew it, I was plunged into complete darkness.
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