Chapter Eighteen The Corridor
Taking advantage of Zhao Nishang's time to speak with Nan Ze Konghui, Han Qi stood alone in front of the blackboard and fell into thinking about the bloody words on it.
Although they did find corpses near Yuriko Nakajima's body, this is not enough to verify the authenticity of the blood-word.
What if all this is just a coincidence?
To determine the authenticity of the blood-word, Han Qi also needs to find other corpses to verify.
Looking at Nanze Konghui sitting next to her girlfriend, Han Qi suddenly thought, if he hadn't returned to save her just now, wouldn't he be...
No, I can't think so.
He quickly denied the evil idea just now.
Although the bloody words on the blackboard are a hint of life, in Han Qi's view, it is more like a hint of ulterior motives:
The other party reminded other people who could understand Chinese to speed up the search for corpses by taking advantage of the deaths of high school students and the accompanying Aiko, Harada and others.
Who exactly left such a text message on the blackboard?
Among everyone, besides Gu Xuewei, there are only her father Liao Huarong, Li Taiyuan and Chu Yi.
As a best friend, Zhao Nishang is very familiar with Gu Xuewei's handwriting.
After her girlfriend's identification and understanding of Gu Xuewei's character, Han Qi immediately ruled out her suspicion.
Intuition tells Han Qi that the person who is likely to write this kind of information should be...
"Brother, where are we going next?" Nanze Konghui's voice interrupted Han Qi's thoughts.
Under Zhao Nishang's guidance, Nanze Konghui finally figured it out.
This time, she also had to take the initiative to attack like Kana and others, and search for corpses with everyone. As long as she could find a way out as soon as possible, she would definitely see Xiumu Jun again.
Looking at the look of Nanze Konghui's girlfriend's eyes, Han Qi hesitated for a while and slowly said, "Then, let's search the third floor first."
After hiding his broken arm in a safe position under the podium, Han Qi took two girls and pushed open the classroom door and came outside the corridor.
"Ko Hui, where are you?"
Kitahara Hideki was swiftly wandering in the corridor with a flashlight.
Just now, when he and his girlfriend were about to hide in the infirmary, Kitahara Hideki suddenly heard footsteps coming from the steps not far behind him.
I thought it was other companions who followed, Kitahara Hideki subconsciously looked back, but found nothing.
When he turned around and walked into the infirmary, his girlfriend Nanze Konghui had disappeared without a trace.
As he walked, Kitahara Hideki suddenly discovered that a row of footprints appeared on the ground in front of him.
His footprints were wet, and the dark red liquid gave him a bad premonition.
Could someone be injured? Kitahara Hideki was thinking this way, and suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from an abandoned classroom not far away.
He quickly shone the flashlight toward that place, and soon he saw a black shadow passing by quickly next to the classroom window.
The shadow was tall and strong, and looked like an adult male. What was terrible was that the other party slowly walked into the classroom with a blood-stained chainsaw in his hand.
Kitahara Hideki subconsciously curled up beside the wall and hid his figure.
He found that the bloody footprints on the ground were extending into the classroom. The blood was not completely dry yet, and each footprint was soaked in blood, making him feel that the blood was like it was endless.
The shrill scream suddenly broke the silence.
Accompanied by a dull impact, Kitahara Hideki heard a heart-wrenching scream.
"Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-"
Someone seemed to be asking for help behind the closed classroom door. Looking at the wooden door that was hit by the dust, blood slowly oozed out from the crack of the door and flowed to the ground of the corridor.
Seeing this terrifying scene, Kitahara Hideki grabbed the flashlight and fled desperately in the opposite direction.
The empty building was constantly echoing with dull impacts, and the screams quickly disappeared, leaving only the humming sound of the chainsaw mixed with the creeping sound similar to the broken bones...
Someone was killed!
Kitahara Hideki no longer cared about thinking about anything else. As he ran, he suddenly felt the movement in the classroom behind him ended abruptly.
Accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the originally closed door suddenly opened with a "bang".
Kitahara Hideki didn't dare to turn back at all. He ran towards the stairs desperately, but as soon as one foot stepped on the stairs, the sound of a chainsaw that made people frightened again came from the next floor at the corner of the stairs!
"Dada"
The rapid footsteps approached the floor where Kitahara was located.
The other party is going upstairs!
There is another corner, and it will run into it on the stairs...
When did that ghost run down?
At this time, Kitahara Hideki no longer had time to think about these things.
He turned back to the third floor again and ran south along the corridor. When he passed by a classroom, Kitahara Hideki pushed open the false door and rushed in quickly.
He tiptoed to close the door and carefully climbed under a desk beside the window.
"Tadadadadadada"
Fate-seeking steps echoed in the corridor, Kitahara curled up under the table, and didn't dare to take a breath.
Soon, the footsteps were getting closer and closer to the classroom where I was...
In the darkness, human hearing will become extremely keen. Beiyuan can feel that now, the terrifying black shadow has arrived at the door of the classroom where he is hiding!
The dull friction sounded above the head, and someone pushed the window open.
"Tick", "Tick", "Tick"
Hiding under the table, Kitahara saw blood dripping in front of him. He could even clearly feel the resentful gaze above his head that was constantly scanning the room.
"Please leave quickly..."
Kitahara covered his mouth, and cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead. He prayed desperately in his heart, hoping that the terrifying evil spirit would not find himself...
Time passed by minute by minute.
My prayer seemed to have come true. The window was closed again, and the footsteps gradually drifted away, and soon disappeared into the corridor.
The evil spirit left the classroom without discovering himself. Kitahara did not dare to move around. It took him a long time until the surroundings returned to silence. He breathed a sigh of relief and crawled out from under the table.
What exactly was that black shadow just now? Who was killed again? Where is Kotomi now?
Although there were a lot of questions in my mind, Kitahara did not dare to leave the classroom immediately.
Just as he didn't know where to go next, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
The moment the ringtone rang, Kitahara's heartbeat accelerated crazily. He quickly pressed the answer button, for fear that the movement would be noticed by the evil spirit.
"Hey, is it Kitahara?"
Unexpectedly, Yamamoto Tetsuro's voice came from the other end of the microphone.
"It's me, how are you there? I just met an evil spirit..."
Kitahara seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and quickly told the other party about the experience he had encountered the evil spirit just now.
"I got it, I just ran away with Nakamura and the others. I'm on the fourth floor now, where are you? I'll come to find you right away." Yamamoto Tetsuro's voice sounded very anxious.
"I'm hiding in a classroom on the third floor now... I don't know what class this is, anyway, you can come first."
Kitahara curled up under the table and lowered her voice.
"Okay! Then you keep staying under the table and don't come out, I'll be there soon." Yamamoto Tetsuro responded.
When Kitahara learned that his companion was coming, he felt relieved. But suddenly, he realized something was wrong: "How do you know, I am hiding under the table now?"
Yamamoto on the other end of the phone stopped talking, but let out a sharp laugh.
The laughter was very depressing at first, but then suddenly changed from far to near, as if it was right beside me.
In panic, Kitahara quickly turned off the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket.
"Buzz"
However, the phone in the pocket vibrated again, and Kitahara was rushing to his pocket, but he heard the strange laughter just now again.
Wait... He seemed to know where the sound came from.
In the sight ahead, a pair of blood-stained black leather shoes appeared.
The blood of the beach slowly dripped along the man's trouser legs. The next second, Yamamoto Tetsuro's bloody head fell down like a ball, slowly rolling to his feet.
Yamamoto's head was sawed off alive. The scarlet flesh on his neck was sticking to the white neck bones. He widened his eyes and his pale face was filled with fear.
It turns out that the person who was killed just now was Yamamoto!
The terribly saw sounded again from above the head.
"Don't come here! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Kitahara Hideki knelt on the ground in a collapsed state. He kept gasping for breath, watching the black leather shoes approach the desk little by little, and bent down...
In his sight, a strange and distorted face appeared outside the desk.
Half of the man's face was burnt, his neck was broken at 90 degrees, and a large amount of blood gushed out of the fracture.
It was wearing a black poncho, and its smooth plastic jacket was covered with blood. The moment he saw Kitahara Hideki, the resentful spirit licked the blood on his lips cruelly and pulled the chainsaw in his hand.
Chapter completed!