Chapter 38 "College Students" The leaves here are in straight lines, the river is...
Upon seeing the dead body, Wang Xiaoming, Li Xiaojun, Xie Xiaomei, and others vomited violently.
As darkness fell and crows cawed mournfully, everyone had been walking in an unusually hurry. Now, their backs were half-dry with sweat, and a chilling wind carrying the stench of blood rushed into their nostrils. In such a rush, it was only natural for them to vomit.
In an ordinary university campus, if no one deliberately disrupts the perfect atmosphere of learning, beautiful scenery is everywhere.
But ahead, the top of that sinful clock building was stained blood red by the evil deeds of a group of wicked teachers.
Zhang Congming controlled the student council for many years, and he deserved his fate.
His death was like an uncensored 21X B-grade horror movie; his eyes, staring unblinkingly at the sky, foreshadowed the ecstatic extinction of the villain after his revelry.
The experienced veteran police officer had just screamed in shock at the sight of the fall. When he saw that Director Zhang's body was burned and his skin was blistering with abscesses, his suspicious expression made his junior officer, who was standing next to him, notice something amiss and called out to him.
The veteran policeman also sensed something was amiss. They exchanged a glance, and the young policeman ran over.
Suspecting it was a revenge killing, they had to protect the scene and keep an eye on the witnesses.
Think about it, the mysterious informant used the Five Elements diagram to notify them to come over, and then let them see Director Zhang, Chen Weida, the security guard, and the dormitory aunt all dead. Everything has been connected to the bloody case of 2000.
So, the question arises: is the murderer also nearby?
The two police officers had recently met the elderly man, who was over seventy years old, near the school. He had said that there was no one at the old campus. What was going on with these students?
The five players who entered the all-night system were extremely nervous under the gazes of the two police NPCs.
They looked at the progress boards, which showed they had each reached 79% of the storyline.
Zhang Congming's identity was clearly stated. Everyone clicked on the virtual school bulletin board, and the final discussion and evidence collection process began in full swing. What came into the players' eyes were three outstanding talent awards with positive energy elements, and above them were three powerful figures from Chongli University.
Chen Weida
[Party member, professor, doctoral supervisor]
Zhang Congming
[Party member, director, mentoring students]
[Jia Zhengyi]
[Party member, mentor at the Institute of Advanced Structural Science, recipient of the 19XX China Youth Education Award.]
After investigating for so long, the clues have led to a dead body. What special connection exists between the three school officials?
Old policeman: "Students, I have a question. Can any of you tell me how you ended up in this abandoned school building?"
Immediately, the atmosphere became awkward.
Because the system forbidding them from switching channels and causing them to go bald from staying up all night, they have gradually become immersed in their roles. These past few days, they have been eating, sleeping, getting to know senior students, and moving into their dorm rooms. They have been living like college students in the original world, with no entertainment activities at all. But the current situation tells them that if they continue to waste their time, they will die. If the matter of the deceased is not clarified, the police will arrest them as suspects, and then none of them will ever be able to return to reality.
A savior's voice came from behind: "I heard the glass break. Is Senior Jiang looking for you again? Also, have you seen Senior Zhong Jun?"
"..." Besides the five students, were there others? The police looked at the person who spoke.
As they turned around, a corner of the open space was cleared. Jian Dieda, who arrived a step later, looked at the gruesome corpse, but it turned out to be a close call for him. The system said that the deceased was not Zhong Yun, whom he had been looking for.
The others don't know what happened last night, but after a fruitless night of searching, there's a high probability that Zhong Jun will die tonight. Given how things turned out, Jian Dieda, based on his experience, believes he must first help the players prove themselves.
Old policeman: "Young man, are you their dormitory head?"
Jian Dieda nodded truthfully: "Hello, I am Jian Zijin."
The young policeman asked where their student IDs were, so Jian Dieda took out everyone's admission certificates. The older policeman and his apprentice glanced at them and asked, "Where did you go before?"
A face flashed through my mind: Jian Dieda wearing the pale yellow hoodie Zhong Jun had given him, his mouth tightly shut and not uttering a sound.
Zhong Yun is not invisible.
Everyone has seen him.
However, if he immediately tells the police Zhong Yun's name, he will inevitably reveal the existence of supernatural phenomena at the school.
At the critical moment, Yang Xiaohong suddenly interrupted the conversation about the case: "Yes, that's right, police officer. There was a senior who came to guide everyone at the start of the semester. He caught a cold. He lives with the dormitory head, Jian."
The players and Yang Xiaohong had not discussed making fake documents beforehand, and since Jian Dieda was present, no one else stepped forward to testify.
The young policeman blew his nose: "And there was a senior student, where is he? So, you all came here in the same car as him?"
Jian Dieda pulled up the hood of his sweatshirt, his eyes showing signs of exhaustion from lack of sleep: "He led us on the first day. He's been too tired these past few days, has a high fever, and can't get up."
The young policeman replied with a skeptical tone to the college students' words: "Oh."
In this way, we can at least determine how many people are in the school.
Strangely, the path leading to the graduate school entrance exam, which they had sneaked in through the back door, was shrouded in white fog, ruining the old and young police officers' plan to contact the police station using the car's communication system.
Fearing that the students would be frightened, they didn't brave the weather to look for a car, but instead ignored the fact that their cell phones had zero signal, focusing all their attention on the investigation site.
Hours later, eight people were sitting in the cafeteria, all of whom had witnessed the incident eating. An hour had passed since the optimal time for the autopsy, and the police still couldn't find any colleagues to come over.
The students didn't mention any paranormal phenomena and continued chewing on the mutton they had been eating for several days.
Jian Dieda chewed, but as his upper and lower teeth clashed, his thoughts about chewing the food had long since drifted off to who-knows-where.
Zhong Yun is missing, the head of the new campus is suspected of being murdered in the deserted public teaching building, and the police happen to break through the Five Elements Formation. The timing is too coincidental.
Afterwards, two policemen stood at the door smoking, cigarette ash falling, and their cell phones, which they kept pressing the call button to, still had no signal.
The body of Director Zhang, covered with a simple overcoat, was still in the distance.
The older and younger police officers carried it over.
The corpse, with its mouth shaped like an "O," is facing upwards.
The young policeman frowned, picked at his teeth, and seemed a little confused.
Why was Zhang Congming's body deliberately burned before he fell from the building?
At this moment, the veteran policeman took a deep breath and lowered his voice. He couldn't help but worry about the mental health of these students. "What a coincidence, the people in room 404 were also this age."
The young policeman looked thoughtfully inside and said, "Master, it's strange. Why are these kids so calm when they see a dead body? And none of them mentioned contacting their parents or teachers."
The old policeman: "Is death a sin or revenge?"
Young policeman: "What?"
Without offering an explanation, the older policeman looked up and asked, "Do you think the person who secretly reported the crime might be among these students?"
On this side, those who were suspected by the police had all put down their chopsticks.
Jian Dieda said first, "Those two policemen, like us, unknowingly entered the formation, but they didn't know that they had left the normal world."
Everyone knew that what Jian Dieda said was true; the old campus of Chongli Ghost School simply did not exist. At this moment, they also discovered something else.
The so-called old campus always resembled the portrait that transported them through time, because everything in the school was frighteningly orderly.
Every time they saw buildings, all they saw were buildings. The leaves on the trees were straight lines, and the river was a patchwork of colors, as if curves never existed.
Even their ability to travel through time is likely not solely due to supernatural forces, but rather because they are not in the human world, but within a painting called "Sacrifice".
Then, Jian Dieda took out a broken fuse: it was found in the power distribution room last night.
Jane Dieda: "The body outside looks suspicious. The killer is at the school."
"..."
Jane Diedda added, "Whether that thing is a person or a ghost, whether 'it' wants to kill us, we have absolutely no idea."
This is truly bad news; others have to contend with mild emotional breakdowns and the fact that the death notification from the power distribution room may also have been part of the killer's mind.
When Jian Dieda woke up again at night, he saw Zhong Yun appear.
The sound of the lighter in the man's hand and the expression on the face of the person returning home late both paused.
It felt like an eternity before Zhong Yun said apologetically to him, "I know what happened. I'm sorry, I'm back."
Upon hearing this, Jian Dieda wanted to ask, "Zhong Jun, do you even know how long you've been missing? How much I've wanted to find you?" But before he could, the other person had already closed in on him...
In the darkness, Senior Zhong used his mouth to tear open a thin, smooth object that smelled strongly of rubber and was wet on the surface. He also pulled out the belt and ripped it open, revealing the junior's T-shirt underneath.
Jane Diedda: "..."
Faced with this situation, Zhong Jun's bloodshot eyes looked like she wanted to devour him.
But he didn't want to leave.
The scholar willingly fell into the trap of the painted skin.
In the darkness, the male masked man's eyes became eerily bright.
At this moment, the clock stopped moving. He breathed out ambiguous breath and used his raised hand to make various shadows for his lover in his arms. His fingers turned into doves, then into cats, and then his hand turned into a shadow fox.
Those shadows were cast onto Jian Dieda's face as she leaned against Zhong Xuechang's chest.
Zhong Jun affectionately pinched Jian Dieda's nose.
Jian Dieda continued to lie flat, the voice in his ear so soft it seemed to come from the insurmountable yin and yang boundary. Zhong Yun repeated the words she had spoken before appearing out of nowhere: "I came back to find you, Jian Zijin. The meaning of my life is to find you."
Zhong Jun then got out of bed, turned on the light with her hand, and looked over with her eyes slightly raised.
It has to be said that Jian's gaze lingered on him for quite a while from under the covers. Zhong Jun nodded and smiled, feigning elegance, and pushed up his glasses with one index finger, saying to Jian Dieda:
"Doesn't this outfit look the same as the one on my meal card? Now you've seen me at 20 years old."
After disappearing for a night, Zhong Yun did indeed become 'younger,' as if he had a new skin.
Jian Dieda nodded.
Zhong Jun touched her face and smiled.
He knew it all along; everyone says a white shirt is a man's best dowry, and his wife loved it too. Looking at Zijing's obedient gaze, his heart, which had been weighing heavily on him, finally settled down, and he felt incredibly satisfied.
The two immediately put their heads together. If Zhong Jun was willing to be ruthless this time, Jian Dieda would definitely turn into a soft, sweet persimmon in Zhong Jun's arms. At that time, their entire brains would shudder and they would feel so good that they would call for their parents.
Lying in bed, they simply lifted the covers and embraced each other. Zhong Yun, whose body was ice-cold, hugged Jian Zijin and kissed her. After kissing for a while, they wanted to have a late-night snack, so they started to wind each other up. The bed shook until evening, when Jian Dieda's body was crushed by a road roller. He was weak and powerless in his legs. His senior took a towel to wipe his body, got out of bed, poured a bottle of mineral water, and fed him spoonful by spoonful.
After the incident was over, Zhong Jun took out an apology gift, offering a hamburger, fries, and a can of cola from his pocket in a conciliatory manner.
The chicken burger, which I hadn't had a chance to eat since starting school, emitted an irresistible fried chicken aroma from the paper bag, while the crispy, fragrant golden fries tempted me to salivate.
Jian Dieda did not ask Zhong Yun any further questions.
This dream of Zhong Yun's safe return is the most reassuring thing Jian Dieda has had since he entered the game.
After he went into a deep sleep within the script using his character identity, the system appeared.
He was reminded that he could gather all the parties involved in this round of cases, and Jian Dieda glanced at the clues for the murder mystery game in his mind.
The next clue card, "The 2000-Year History of Chongli Fengshui Schools," is yet to be unlocked.
[Should we begin the final chapter of the host team exploration?]
Yes, I clicked "yes".
The next day, Zhong Yun was the first to get up again. After getting dressed, he asked, "Should I go see the police?"
Suddenly, he remembered something.
"Has Jiang Yanrui also disappeared?"
Following Zhong Yun's outstretched hand, Jian Dieda lowered his head and wrote:
"Don't say anything, just leave things to me."
The police wanted to continue gathering evidence, so they went upstairs to conduct a site visit.
Jane Diedda and others were asked yesterday if they would be willing to help.
They agreed, and then they said they would go back to get some self-defense tools, which would take about an hour round trip, and the police agreed.
Zhong Yun appeared before the police this time.
As the saying goes, men are on the left and women on the right. Since the police were going to investigate all of them, Zhong and Jian, whose relationship was not ordinary, had no choice but to stand together in the very middle.
Neither of them spoke.
Jian Dieda felt as if ants were crawling all over his body as he was being stared at by seven pairs of eyes.
Zhong Jun didn't seem uncomfortable at all.
Others felt that Senior Zhong seemed like a completely different person.
Wearing a white shirt and thin glasses, Zhong Yun exudes a refreshing aura. His naturally smiling eyes are no longer as striking as the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye, but rather give him the air of a white moonlight male god.
Zhong Jun obeyed the police's every word. He led everyone into the building and picked up the remote control. The police's view covered the entire classroom that the projector was projecting onto.
Zhong Jun looks no different from an ordinary person in the light.
Several people at the other end sat below, and their seats were aligned with the feng shui positions determined by the Five Elements.
Some courseware started playing.
The century-long history of Chong Li University naturally makes no mention of the "living stake" scandal; the classroom in the "mystery building" simply played a series of glorious events from previous years for the police.
When the last image was displayed, everyone saw a photo of a middle-aged man.
“This is the principal of Chongli,” Zhong Jun said.
"A great feng shui and architectural researcher who was passionate about philanthropy, and the entire school was designed by him."
Upon hearing this, the last card was unlocked, and a time rift appeared in the player's perspective.
The standard projector in front of us presented a visual spectacle to all eyes.
They received a listening comprehension exercise and a blood-stained answer sheet.
During the broadcast:
Li Jinjun's father: "Why is the dormitory door locked from the inside?"
The deceased, Zhang Congming, said: "The door lock was broken because your son accidentally broke it once, and he even told the aunt about it."
Li Jinjun's mother said, "The forensic doctor found a large amount of hallucinogenic drugs in the dormitory. The police said that just 1g of this substance can cause the brain to become congested and enter a state of high excitement. We suspect that the five students argued and fought, which led to the bloodshed, because someone deliberately framed them with drugs."
Zhang Congming: "This isn't just idle talk. What if it's one of the students in the dormitory who's on drugs? The murderer has already fled. All we need is for you two to sign a settlement agreement?"
The other side unanimously said they wouldn't sign.
The school officials coldly announced the final deadline.
Li Jinjun's parents tore up the settlement agreement. The farmers lost their son, but they did not lose the simplicity of the loess land: "We choose to die with dignity. The killer was not this child named Zhong Jun, but your school that is secretly engaging in cult activities. We must sue Chongli University."
They had seen the missing person notices posted spontaneously by the younger students after Zhong Jun disappeared, as well as the white flowers placed at the dormitory entrance.
Even though their son's life has lost its luster at this school, the light of humanity still shines in their eyes; they refuse to blindly follow the ugly side of humanity that obscures their vision.
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Author's Note: Here it comes! The plot twist is coming soon!
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