Nightmare Attack

"Doctor," the fat man scratched his chubby face, looking a little embarrassed, "you mean that the purpose of the pajama girl and Chen Xiaomeng are the same?"

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at him.

really.

If you think about it carefully, the two behaviors are indeed similar. They both used the rules in the mission to attack their teammates.

In the last mission, Chen Xiaomeng tricked and killed Fan Li.

If it weren't for Jiang Cheng's cleverness, he and he would have followed Fan Li's footsteps.

Now that I think about it, Sister Nuan's death may have some unclear relationship with this woman.

The girl in pajamas killed the cheongsam girl in the same dormitory.

In the only two missions, they encountered almost the same behavior of trapping and killing teammates, which cannot be explained by accidental events.

The girl in pajamas is the same as Chen Xiaomeng.

There must be some purpose.

Thinking that the body of the cheongsam girl had been searched, Jiang Cheng's first reaction was that they were looking for something.

Fatty also realized this.

Being willing to let them take such a big risk shows that this thing is very important, and it is most likely related to the current predicament they are facing.

"Could it be something that can help us escape from nightmares?" Fatty asked cautiously, "At the beginning of the mission, this thing will be randomly given to one of us, and then the one who gets this thing will survive. , and finally left."

"Just like what happens in games."

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and nodded, "It's possible, but it's not accurate. It would be more appropriate to say that getting this thing will increase our probability of survival."

So far, there is no way to verify the guess, so the two of them did not delve into it.

They continued walking towards the equipment room.

With Jiang Cheng leading the way, they quickly found the equipment room.

It was at the other end of the school, in a relatively remote location.

A sign for an equipment management center hangs on a low bungalow.

It still has the old sliding window design from decades ago, with iron bars erected on the windows, which are stained with rust.

The same goes for the iron-clad gate, with iron sheets already rolled up at the corners.

But fortunately, it is not as rusty as the fence.

Because it is coated with a thin layer of metallic zinc.

Time seems to be particularly obsessed with this place, and traces of time can be seen everywhere. The fat man blinked and said: When he was very young, his grandma's house in the county town looked like this.

Jiang Cheng looked around and walked over with the fat man without saying anything.

Just when he was about to walk through the door, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

A woman's face appeared in front of them.

"come in."

As the woman spoke, she turned around and stepped back, with her back to the two of them, as if she was leading the way.

It's the ponytailed woman in room 406.

Her voice had a slightly hoarse texture, but it was not rough.

Fatty suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He actually felt that the woman and this environment were inexplicably matched.

It was just like the wet sand in the red clay flowerpot on a gloomy afternoon many years ago when he was still at his grandma's house.

Jiang Cheng, who was walking beside him, glanced at him sideways and said nothing.

The space in the equipment room was larger than Jiang Cheng had imagined. They passed through a courtyard paved with fine sand.

Tables and chairs used by students were piled randomly in a corner of the yard, but it seemed that these tables and chairs were abandoned and had no maintenance value.

There is a broken glass blackboard next to the wall. The newspaper on it has been blurred, and only the first and last two words can be vaguely seen.

A "no" word.

And a word "come".

"Doctor," the fat man called Jiang Cheng gently before removing the latter from his thinking state.

Jiang Cheng looked back and realized that the room in the courtyard was their destination.

The woman with the ponytail, her roommate, the middle-aged man in a vest, and another man are all here.

The girl in pajamas, whom the fat man was thinking about, was hiding behind everyone, looking nervous and frightened. She was holding the hem of her pajamas with both hands, and her eyes were filled with amusement.

But no men in suits or peaked caps were seen.

"It doesn't matter how many of you come," a man's voice sounded. He was old but full of energy. He was obviously not a teammate in this mission.

"I've already said what needs to be said. Your equipment is just as delivered and has nothing to do with me."

The lighting here was poor, so the two did not see the person in the dark for the first time.

Jiang Cheng suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He was an elderly man, about 65 years old, with an abnormally pale skin, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time.

The figure is unnaturally hunched, but the eyes give people an illusion that cannot be ignored.

The old man took a step towards Jiangcheng.

Only then did everyone realize that the old man seemed to have problems with his legs and feet. It was difficult to walk. He also held a cane made of wood in his left hand.

"What's going on?" Jiang Cheng turned to look at Ponytail.

"We said we were coming to pick up the equipment, and it turned out there was something wrong with the camera," Ponytail said simply.

Except for her, the other people's expressions were not very good, especially the middle-aged man in a vest, who was gnashing his teeth and seemed to want to beat the old man violently to relieve his anger.

After Fatty heard that there was a problem with the equipment, he took the initiative and asked, "What's the problem?"

Ponytail motioned for the other man to bring the device over.

After turning on the camera, the man pointed at the lens and said, "There is moisture in it."

The fat man blinked, "Is this serious?"

"Well," the man breathed, and he knew from his expression that this matter was not simple, "it will seriously affect the shooting effect. It would be fine if it was just a little bit, but now you can see the tiny water droplets condensed inside through the lens. Normally In this case, you can consider buying a new lens.”

"Don't you have a spare?"

"Yes, but it's not as good as this," the man whispered, "We have already screened this."

Oops

They came to take pictures of the anniversary celebration, but now there's something wrong with the camera.

At this time, the man bit his lip, leaned over and whispered: "I'm afraid this is not an accident, but someone deliberately tampered with it." He took out the camera bag where the camera was placed, opened it and said to the two of them: "It's moisture-proof inside. Silicone, this camera bag also has a certain moisture-proof function, so it is impossible for something like this to happen overnight.”

After he finished speaking, he looked at the old man, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

But the old man still looked like that, leaning on a cane, his eyes blurred, as if covered with a layer of fog.

"Where are the two people in room 405?" Jiang Cheng turned to look at Ponytail, "Why didn't you see them?"

"I don't know." Ponytail looked much calmer than the remaining three people. "I didn't see them when I came here. Maybe they went to look for clues elsewhere."

I don’t know whether it is intentional or unintentional, but the ponytail has a profound meaning in the word clue.

And left Jiang Cheng with a profile that seemed to have profound meaning.