Chapter 293

"Before you leave, check how much battery is left in your flashlight. Take a replacement battery and another flashlight with you. That way, if your flashlight breaks, you can always get a new one."

I said to him.

"Yes, if it breaks down by accident, you'll have no choice but to grope in the dark. It's better to bring a spare."

He nodded, fumbled for a moment, and put the batteries and the new flashlight into his pocket.

"Check that new flashlight to see if it works and whether it has power. Otherwise, it will be a waste if you take it away and find it is useless when you need it."

I said.

"good."

The supermarket guy tried the new flashlight, and it produced bright light, so he put it back in his pocket.

I also found a flashlight from the side, held it in my hand, walked behind him, and randomly scanned the surroundings with the flashlight.

He walked in front with his hands steady, the flashlight shining continuously, illuminating only the three inches in front of him.

He was somewhat puzzled by my behavior.

"You can't tell anything by taking random photos like this. What if you fall? What do you want to see?"

The supermarket guy asked me.

"I don't want to see anything, I just want to see what's in front of me and not what's behind me. If there's anything behind me, I won't know. So it's better to just take a look."

I said.

"So you're prepared for any eventuality. Do you need my help?"

The supermarket guy asked.

"No, just look ahead, or we'll both fall on the road. I looked around because I thought there might be something."

I answered him.

"What could it be? You're making me even more scared now."

The supermarket guy frowned.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. Now that neither of us are injured, it means that even if something does happen, there is no need to be too scared."

I said to him.

"I think I heard a bird chirping. Did you hear it? It was so close. It seemed to be right next to me. But how could there be a bird in the shelf? This is a supermarket, not a forest."

The supermarket guy frowned.

"Maybe I heard it wrong, or maybe it was from outside."

I answered him.

"Why are the birds outside chirping so intermittently? And we are not at the entrance of the supermarket now. There are shelves and walls on all sides. The birds are so soft, how can they be heard inside?"

The supermarket guy was very confused.

"So what do you think this is?"

I asked him.

"I don't know, I just think it's weird."

He smiled at me and said.

"The sudden failure of the lights was unusual, but everything else was pretty much the same."

I answered him.

"All right."

He seemed to have let go of the problem.

A white shadow flashed past the shelf.

He was startled, but the flashlight in his hand remained steady, illuminating the road ahead.

"Did you see anything?"

He asked me.

"I saw a white figure floating past. It was nothing. It just floated past. It didn't come back."

I answered him.

"You are very brave and calm."

He felt a little emotional.

"It's no use getting anxious at this time."

I answered him.

So not panicking is just a helpless act.

If I could yell, run around and go crazy, I could do that. But it wouldn't add anything to the scene, so I decided not to do it.

Every two steps, a white figure appeared on the shelf on the right, floated past and disappeared.

"Did you see that?"

The supermarket guy asked me.

"I saw it."

I answered him.

He stopped talking.

We walked over to where the mirror was placed.

Those mirrors flashed a subtle and strange light in the dark night. When the flashlight swept across the mirrors, my and his appearance were reflected in the mirrors.

Countless figures in the mirrors surrounded him and me, as if we were both surrounded by ghosts in the mirrors. He shivered and looked a little cold.

He took two steps forward.

The mirrors around him suddenly flashed, and a blue light burst out from them, just like the sudden flash of blue light he had seen before. The supermarket boy squinted his eyes and felt pain in his eyes.

The flashlight in his hand trembled, and the light of the flashlight trembled on the ground, and the mirrors around him also flickered.

Three words burst out densely inside.

Along with those words, there were also the painful wails and cries for help of men and women.

"Ahhh! Help! Help! Save me! Save me! Let me out! I want to get out! Ahhhh! Get out! Get out! Ahhhh! Save me! Ahhhh!"

But soon the three words disappeared.

Those sounds also disappeared.

The supermarket guy would walk every two steps and turn around to check if I was still by his side, and then walk a few steps and say that those sounds were always in his ears.

"I didn't hear those voices all the time. If you heard them, you might be too nervous and hallucinating, or it might be a mental problem. Maybe you can really see a brain doctor or a psychiatrist."

I said.

He was silent for a while.

The flashlight in his hand suddenly began to flicker, as if the batteries were low.

Fortunately, the flashlight in my hand still had power.

I didn't let the light of my flashlight shine elsewhere, but instead shone it in front of me. He lowered his head, fiddling with the flashlight in his hand, without saying a word.

Suddenly, I could hear footsteps coming from all around me.

I looked back and vaguely saw a white figure floating past.

The footsteps stopped.

When I turned the flashlight forward, a young girl appeared in front of me, less than a step away.

She has a lot of hair, big eyes, and two braids, and looks like a student.

The supermarket guy looked up and was surprised when he saw the man.

"Schoolgirl, why are you here? Do you know that your parents are looking for you? Where have you been recently?"

The supermarket guy asked with eyes wide open.

"I'm...looking for you."

The student girl continued to speak.

As she spoke, I could hear a woman's laughter and a child's crying, all together.

My complexion doesn't look good.

But the supermarket boy was obviously not in the mood to pay attention to this. His mind and eyes were filled with the schoolgirls. He was so overwhelmed by the thought of seeing familiar people again that he couldn't think of anything else.

"What do you want to talk to me about? You've been looking for me lately, right? Then after I get off work, I'll take you to meet your parents, okay? I know they live in a hotel nearby."

The supermarket guy spoke to the student girl in rapid succession.

The female student shook her head slowly, and the bones in her neck made a clicking sound. I could see some dark brown blood stains and vaguely purple handprints in her collar.

"Don't you want to meet your parents? What's the matter? You have to tell them. Where's your cell phone? Send them a message. Or I can do it."

The supermarket guy turned off the flashlight and put it in his pocket, then took out his cell phone and pressed twice. His cell phone turned off automatically because it was out of battery.

A blush of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he reached out to me, asking for my cell phone to send a message.

"Excuse me, you are probably the only one with a cell phone here, please lend me yours.

I'll get back to you after I send you the message.

We can’t let elderly parents worry about their children all the time.”

The supermarket guy said to me.

"I'm sorry. I don't agree."

I said to him.

"How can you not agree? This is a good thing, and it doesn't cost a lot of money. At worst, I can just give you another share of the money. Why don't you agree to this?"

The supermarket guy frowned, as if he had just recognized me.

"Even if you give me 10 times the money, it's still just 1 dollar. I'm not short of that dollar, I just don't want to give you my phone to do this.

Besides, the phone is mine, I can give it to you or not.

I just don’t want to give you my phone to do this, and you don’t understand what I mean.”

I said to him.

"I really don't understand what's wrong with it. Tell me."

The supermarket guy was a little anxious.

"How do you know for sure that this is the girl from the school? Do you have an ID card? Can you remember her phone number? Can you tell me where she went when she disappeared? What did she do? Do you know?"

I asked.

"What's the big deal? It's not an important matter. I've seen schoolgirls before. Schoolgirls are like this. How could I be wrong?

Even if there are two identical people in the world, it wouldn’t be such a coincidence.”

The supermarket guy didn't take it seriously and snorted.

"What if this person who had plastic surgery to look like a school girl came to you? What if the school girl and her parents committed a crime?"

I asked him.

"You just don't want to give me money. It's no big deal. You can't even give me a little money, and you still give me all these random reasons. Do you think I will believe you?"

He snorted.

"Well, since practical reasons can't convince you, I'll show you."

I handed him the phone.

He reached out to take it, but I took the phone back.

"What are you doing?"

The supermarket guy was a little impatient.

"I'm telling you this, not for you to use."

I repeated my words to remind him.

He made a snort, very dissatisfied, but did not reach out his hand again.

I adjusted the phone screen in front of him.

Signal is None.

The call was unavailable.

The message could not be sent.

Things like mobile phones have lost their ability to communicate with the outside world here.

"How could this happen?"

The supermarket guy's eyes widened.

"You make me question your brain."

I put away my phone and said to him.

He stopped talking.

This time it was my turn to cut him.

The schoolgirl stood motionless beside me, without any response to anything I said to the supermarket boy. She was like a dull puppet with a dead soul.

"What should she do?"

The supermarket guy glanced at the student girl and asked me.

"Didn't I say I was looking for you? What do I want to ask you?"

I said.

"What on earth do you want to see me about?"

The supermarket guy asked the student girl.

"Looking for you, something's wrong, looking for you, a substitute, looking for you, save me, save me, please."

The schoolgirl answered.