Super Detective in the Fictional World

Walking down the avenue on the back lawn, rookie security Jameson whispered at the old security guards who were leaning on old people, and also at the cold snow night.

The number of people at Parander College is between two and three thousand, but the area is not small.

With Christmas approaching, the vast majority of students are away from school for vacation, and the campus is silent and feels like a ghost town.

Jameson looked unconsciously into the darkness where the lights couldn't shine, always feeling that there were enough shadows everywhere and that something seemed to be hiding there waiting to happen.

Well, it's a conditional reflex of a horror movie enthusiast.

In fact, in addition to the rubber truncheon distributed by the school, he brought his own defibrillator to defend himself, but unfortunately there was no heating.

On campus, apart from the noise of the hidden wind blowing through the trees, only he stomped on the snow.

Jameson accelerated his steps and swayed the flashlight around.

He decided to finish the patrol quickly and then went back to the security room and never came out again.

By then, he had arrived next to a dormitory for communicators and heard a silent sound in his ear.

Stunning, his face was suddenly a little white —— that, it seemed, was a woman's voice.

It's not talking, but it's like a background sound echoing in a horror movie, like a ghost screaming.

It is intermittent and flimsy, as if it were coming from an unknown dark corner.

Jameson's teeth fought, his legs chestnut, and he was all chilled out.

Parander College is an art school that never lacks all kinds of urban horror stories.

After all, artists' minds are easier to get off the line than normal people, and the number of horror stories produced or true or false in the college is staggering.

Writers, for example, bring back portraits of witches, and then mysteriously die girls.

Or an emotional dispute, and finally a couple died quietly in the dorm.

What's scarier is probably the story of a little girl with white skirts and seven bloody barefoots.

Jameson was shaking and the flashlight was shaking a little uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he was stunned again.

Slowly hit the trembling flashlight back to a window on the third floor of the dorm and found the black hole there empty.

But when the light of the flashlight just swept through that window, he seemed to see a woman drenched in white, the beard scattered, waving at him in that window!

At this moment, Jameson's mind was frozen, and the whole person was standing there.

He stood still for a few seconds, and suddenly he realized that the woman's voice had disappeared, and a big wind suddenly rolled in, screaming the tree wind and snow around him, like the scene of the demon's death in the movie.

“Whoa, whoa, ghost,” he turned, pulling his legs and running away.

At this moment, in the dorm room on the third floor, Luke bends to the side and slightly protrudes his head through the window.

In his sight, the young guard upstairs looked at this window for a moment, and suddenly he ran away, far away.

Luke was stunned, “What the hell? ”

So he hugged Irena and whispered in her ear, “Is there a mental problem with this security? ”

Elena beat him with impatience: "He must have just seen us, or heard my voice. ”

Luke was confused: “That doesn't scare me. Just run. We're not ugly. Your voice isn't ugly. Why is he running so fast? ”

Elena was too lazy to think about it, just holding him in the opposite hand: "Shouldn't you think about it now, how to handle the rabbit problem? ”

Luke smiled softly: "If the rabbit just saw that security didn't call for help, then it was doomed. ”

Elena snorted softly: "The little rabbit got shot, couldn't get away, and the ending was doomed, but it wanted the process to be better. ”

Luke sighed and put his mandible on her shoulder, holding her back in front of the window: "Then keep watching the snow here. ”

Elena just barely said yes.

Downstairs, young security guard Jameson is long gone and only returns to the silent snow scenery of the campus, allowing the two of us to enjoy each other slowly.

It's been a long night.

……

The next day, December 23.

Luke and Elena arrived after 10 o'clock in the dormitory and enjoyed the essential snowscape coffee again for a long time before they drilled out of the dormitory.

As he walked past the back door, he couldn't help but ask a middle-aged security guard in the security room, "Excuse me, how was the young guard here yesterday? ”

Middle-aged security stunned: "You mean Jameson? ”

He asked inexplicably, "What are you asking him for? ”

Luke shrugged: “Yesterday I saw him running and patrolling the campus all by himself. He seemed very professional, but it had been snowing for a few days, so...”

Middle-aged security. “Nothing serious. That's the guy who likes to watch horror movies. He scared himself last night. He's home sick today. ”

He was depressed when he said that.

Without this new guy, it's his turn to watch the night. It's a tough job.

Luke thanked politely and went out with Elena.

Elena was a little surprised: “And this operation? I scared myself sick. I have a slight impression of the man. He doesn't look very cowardly. ”

Luke shrugged: “A lot of people in the world like to scare themselves, have the guts to watch horror movies, scare sick people no wonder. ”

Elena didn't really care, either, putting her tiny body close to him: "Let's go watch a horror movie later. ”

Luke was surprised: "I just had coffee this morning. You want to see a horror movie again? ”

Elena grabbed his waist and hit him softly: "Can't we go this afternoon? ”

Luke smiled, “Okay, as long as you want. But is there still a horror film on Christmas? ”

This question was answered shortly after two people had settled their lunch in the restaurant.

No, I don't think so.

They ran to two theaters, none of them had a real horror movie, only two small cost movies that counted as thrillers.

But looking at that lousy poster, and Luke's audience review of the popcorn net, proves that it's both rotten and mediocre.

The two men gave up decisively to go in and suffer.

Elena was afraid of laughing at herself when she went in, so her expectations for the horror movie would drop in the future and she had no fun watching the movie at all.

They both look at each other a little funny.

Elena said she didn't want to waste her time searching for horror films, and they were ready to continue their one-day trip to New York.

As she walked out of the second theater, Elena received a phone call and spoke to Luke. She hid her microphone and asked Luke: "Margaret invited me to see the exhibition, saying that it was at a good level, but it was about to end today and might not be visible in the future. ”