Zhu Long had another attack. His expression was ferocious and his eyes were bloodshot. But what was strange was that in addition to the bloodshot, there were also tears in Zhu Long's scarlet eyes.

He looked very miserable.

Several people worked together to drag Zhu Long towards a place with fewer people, but in the process they still attracted the attention of some people. Fortunately, they did not chase after them.

"Zhu Long overturned the dissection table in the laboratory building. The administrator of the laboratory building is likely to come after us. This is not the worst. Zhu Long also carved a Zhu character behind the dissection table. This character is likely to alarm the people behind the scenes of the school!"

Chen Ge was very cautious. Regardless of whether the matter was exposed or not, he would always consider the worst possible scenario.

"Everything seems normal in the West Campus, but that's because there's something maintaining order in the school, transporting all the negative emotions to the East Campus. If the administrators saw the extra 'Zhu' behind the dissection table, they would definitely realize that there is something wrong with the students."

Quickening his pace, Chen Ge would not bet that his opponent was a fool. All he could do now was to leave the scene as soon as possible.

"Teacher, let's send him to the infirmary right away. He looks very ill. This kid must have concealed his true condition before joining the club. He might even have a history of mental illness!" Zhou Tu didn't want to be with these strange club members for a moment. He planned to send Zhou Tu to the infirmary and then go to the counselor to see if he could withdraw from the club. If not, he would lose the two credits. After all, life is more important than credits.

"Do you think he has mental problems?" Chen Ge was running for his life and had no time to pretend to be a kind teacher.

Chen Ge tilted his head slightly and glanced at Zhou Tu. Zhou Tu had a smile on his face, but Zhou Tu felt a deep chill when he saw his smile. The teacher Bai in front of him seemed to have a dual personality. Sometimes he was very warm, and sometimes he made people afraid to approach him.

"No, no, I'm just guessing. It's too abnormal for a living person to suddenly shout "kill someone" or something." Zhou Tu took a step towards Wang Yicheng.

"Zhou Tu, in any way, you have no right to say that. In my opinion, you are the one with the worst illness in our club." Chen Ge paused for a moment and kept smiling: "Except me, of course."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Tu was angry and afraid of Chen Ge, and his tone was not as good as before.

"You won't believe me even if I tell you now." Chen Ge grabbed Zhu Long without raising his head: "Wait until I take you to the Art Club and let you see the scenes in your dream. You will probably become more terrifying than him."

"Why?" Zhou Tu felt that Chen Ge didn't seem to be joking.

"Because Zhu Long is just one of the backgrounds of this painting, and you are the one holding the paintbrush." ​​Chen Ge has been struggling in society for several years and has experienced the hellish training of black mobile phones. His temperament is completely different from these children.

Zhou Tu didn't dare to look into Chen Ge's eyes. His right hand twitched slightly, and the muscles had already "recalled" something in his brain in advance. This kind of reaction is only seen by people who have been painting intensively for a long time.

Zhu Long held his head with his hands, wailing and retching, his eyeballs bulging outwards, and tear marks remained on his cheeks.

"This place is not remote enough, let's go to the wall." Chen Ge commanded Zhou Tu and Zhang Ju, and the three of them worked together to control Zhu Long.

"Teacher, are you really not going to take him to the infirmary?" Zhang Ju was also a little worried. Looking at Chen Ge's calm eyes, he always felt that Chen Ge had never thought about saving Zhu Long, but was just planning to find a secluded place to bury Zhu Long.

"The infirmary is a place for treatment. He is not sick. He is just trying to get back what belongs to him." Chen Ge needs help, someone who can really help: "Any request will come at a price. When he regains his memory, he will thank us."

"I'm worried that he might lose his life before he gets his memory back. After all, memories can be recreated, but life is only once." Zhang Ju said naturally that memories can be recreated without even realizing it.

"You only have one life?" Chen Ge came close to Zhang Ju and stared at his face. "Think carefully about what happened in the hospital after the fire. Are you sure that the fire only took away your skin?"

Wang Yicheng was the first to join the club. Although he also felt that Chen Ge was a little scary at the moment, he still insisted that the "Teacher Bai" in front of him was a good person.

"Let's listen to the teacher. I'll help too."

"Keep up, don't fall behind."

After they walked only a dozen meters, Zhu Long regained consciousness. He gasped for breath, and his eyes seemed brighter than before: "I'm fine. Sorry to trouble you all."

Zhang Ju and Zhou Tu let go of each other's hands, and only Chen Ge was still supporting Zhu Long.

His chest was heaving, he was breathing heavily, there were several wounds on his face that he had dug himself, and his hands were cut at some point.

"Did you remember anything?" Chen Ge raised his pink phone. Zhu Long's face would turn bad whenever he saw the girl on the desk, as if he was having trouble breathing. "The chat history shows that you two are very affectionate, at least that's what you think. Why are you so scared in front of the person you love so much? What kind of girl is she? What did she do to you?"

With every word Chen Ge spoke, Zhu Long's face turned paler. If he hadn't been supported, he would have had difficulty even standing.

"I don't know, really! I never sent these communication records, I have no impression at all!"

"Then what do you know?" Chen Ge supported Zhu Long's arm and slowly exerted force. He looked around vigilantly.

"I only know her name is Gao Jie. This name suddenly popped up in my mind."

"It seems that beating your head hard is not completely useless. Congratulations, you are one step closer to the truth." Chen Ge patted Zhu Long's shoulder lightly, trying to ease his tension: "Do you feel better?"

"Well, thank you teacher. I can walk by myself now." Zhu Long wiped his face with his sleeve.

"What I mean is, do you want to take another look at this phone and retrieve more memories?" Chen Ge really wanted to know how Zhu Long got into this school. Only by finding the way in would he have a chance to find the way out.

The secrets of the school are hidden in the students’ lost memories. Those lost memories are certainly full of despair, but there is no way to avoid it because hope is also hidden there.

Four club members, four different experiences. If he could learn about their memories of this school, Chen Ge felt that he should be able to uncover a corner of the school.

Zhu Long did not reject Chen Ge. After he remembered the girl's name, he had developed a certain resistance to the contents of the phone.

Looking at the phone, Zhu Long's gaze wandered between the sweet words and the cruel and bloody pictures. After a moment, he began to retch again.

"While she was chatting with me, was she also admiring her own work? Did she already regard me as one of her works?"