My House of Horrors

Chen Gong has his own thoughts, violence is only the simplest way to get real approval from the school will, to be accepted by all desperate children, violence alone is not possible.

“It doesn't have to succeed. Let's give it a try. ”

Leaving the classroom, Chen Gong walked on the corridor with two backpacks. Students on both sides were rushing to the classroom. He was the only one spreading it in a dazzling fashion, not in a hurry.

“Classmate, do you know where the infirmary is?” The students at this school were very unfriendly, and Chen Song asked several students in a row before finally someone was willing to show him the way.

“You're the freshman from class four, right? When I walked by the teaching office, I heard teachers and teaching directors talking about you, as if they were going to punish you.” Chen Gong was led by a girl who looked like a junior high school student, combed her ponytail and wore very plain clothes.

“They're gonna punish me? ”

“It's like you're ignoring school rules and beating people up in class.” The girl sneaked a peek at Chen Song curiously as she said this: “Are they telling the truth? ”

“Would you be scared if I said it was true?” Chen Sing kept a smile on his face, and the school teacher had his own way of dealing with the problem, he understood, but didn't approve.

“No, I think you're doing great. Those guys are hanging out with the out-of-school gangsters, making the school smoke. It's long overdue!” The girl also seemed to have been bullied, she said for half a day and ended up quietly approaching Chan Song: “I hope you're all right this time. ”

“Classmate, is this the first time we've met?” Chen Gong felt the girl's performance was a bit unusual, as if she was deliberately trying to please herself: “Do you have anything else you want to tell me? ”

There was a glimmer of panic in the eyes of the girl, but it soon returned to normal: “I don't really have any friends, in our class, all of them laughed at me, because all sorts of things teased me, so I wanted to be friends with you, and if they bully me again next time, I could have someone to talk to. ”

The girl is not good at lying, and when she says these words behind her, her eyes look in other directions unconsciously, and there is deep resentment hidden in her eyes.

That resentment had nothing to do with Chan Song, and she should be trying to avenge those who had bullied her.

“Sorry, I'm used to being alone.” Chan knows that a girl doesn't really want to be friends with herself, she just wants to find someone to protect herself.

“Nothing." The girl's eyes were overwhelmed with disappointment, but she took Chan Song to the door of the infirmary.

“This is it. I'm going back to class.” The girl went back the same way, took a few steps and suddenly turned to Chan Song: “I forgot to mention, my name is Cherry Red, I have a chance to talk to her again. ”

The girl barely squeezed out a smile and ran away.

“Even a fake smile is so sweet when you're not happy, this girl is a good fit to be the front desk of a haunted house, unfortunately. ”

Pushing open the door of the infirmary, the curtains swayed, the thick fog of blood surrounded the body, glancing at it, the house was hazy and invisible.

“Anybody? ”

The infirmary at this haunted school is very large and consists of four connected rooms.

The outermost room is the consultation room, which covers the smallest area, with two tables and two shelves for all kinds of items.

“The school infirmary feels like a private hospital, how many students do you have to host every day? ”

Bloody red walls, fine bloody silk crawling through the walls like bugs, with a white coat hanging at the corner of the wall, but no doctor.

Chen Gong walked to the table, spreading a stacked patient profile on the wooden table, recording some of the students' illnesses and doctors' treatment options.

After a few casual flips, Chan Song found the name of Tao Fei on the third penultimate page.

However, as expected by Chen Gong, the doctor only gave him some hemostatic medication and did not give him any psychological guidance.

If you look at this notebook alone, you can't see the seriousness of the problem at all. I'm afraid people who don't know the truth will think that Xiufei just accidentally cut himself.

“Nothing can be seen only on the face of it, all the students in the file are normal, in fact they may have fallen into some kind of despair. ”

This patient profile is not thick and each page has a photo of the corresponding patient.

“The injuries were taken to the infirmary, which has been bullied to a very serious extent, and perhaps I can find other children through this file. ”

The four-star scene of haunted school is very special, it combines several different memories, so the number of ghosts and all sorts of atrocities is huge, it's difficult to find children with qualifications as pushers, but the appearance of this patient profile has made Chan Song find a shortcut.

“Since the name of Tamchi appears on it, other students with pusher credentials are likely to be here. ”

Walking through the consultation room, Chen Gong entered the second room with several beds, which is no different from the rest of the house except that the space is bigger outside.

“Excuse me, I'm looking for someone. ”

Chen Guo stood at the door and his pupils beat gently, feeling very uneasy in his heart.

There was no response, and there seemed to be no one in the infirmary.

“Strange. ”

Hand in the pocket, Chen Song felt a spike hidden in the palm of his hand, sure to hear the sound of sand from the tape in the repeater before daring to move on.

He walked carefully into the third room, which was also lined with beds, but unlike the beds in the second house, each bed was separated by a white cloth.

Probably to protect the patient's privacy, you can't even see who's lying on the bed outside.

“This place is a little dangerous. ”

After clearing multiple trial assignments, Chen Gong has now developed a dangerous intuition, with his back against the wall and slowly moving his footsteps.

Reach out and lift the closest curtain to yourself, a stinking stench emanating from it, with a black stain of scabs in the middle of a clean sheet that looks a bit like blood.

“The smell is strong and this bed should have been used some time ago. ”

For a moment, Chen Gong discovered that the pillows on the patient's bed were very drumming, as if something was stuffed inside them.

He was about to pick up his pillow and felt a chill on his neck as if someone was reminding him to look back.

Turning his head around, Chen Gong saw a doctor in a white coat standing not far behind him.

The other body is swollen and almost uniform-wrapped, with hats, masks, coats, and only elongated necks exposed.

“With his body so fat and his neck so thin, did this doctor wear several clothes in a row?” Chen Gong stared at the doctor's neck, where he could see a black and red: “The uniform outside is a pure white coat, but the clothes inside are red and black. What is the doctor's origin? ”