Clothing Room

"President, can we open the wardrobes? This place feels much creepier than the rooms on the lower floors. And with that black cat from before, maybe we really will find something terrifying. I've watched plenty of Japanese horror movies. In costume rooms like this, many female students choose to kill themselves here because of the pressure of performing or other reasons."

The most heavily built man among the group of eight pointed at a closed wardrobe and spoke in a chilling tone. But his real intention was not what he claimed; he merely wanted to show off his courage and attract the attention of the girls in the group.

"If any of the wardrobes here are unlocked, you can open them. But don't mess up the clothes that others have neatly arranged inside. After measuring the Electromagnetic Wave readings, remember to close the wardrobes behind you."

After receiving Wen Lu's permission, quite a few members began fiddling with the wardrobes.

Jia Xin, however, had no interest in the items inside them. His attention was focused on the room, where the wardrobes had been arranged like a maze.

"Wen Lu, if you were the teacher in charge here, would you arrange the wardrobes like this?" Jia Xin asked softly.

"Of course not. With this arrangement, no one would ever use the wardrobes at the very back."

"Stay close to me."

Jia Xin's question, followed by those three words, made Wen Lu feel uneasy yet immensely safe at the same time. Blushing, she tentatively reached out and gently tugged at Jia Xin's sleeve with her right hand.

Who would have thought that when Jia Xin felt someone tugging on his sleeve, he would immediately turn around and gently grasp Wen Lu's hand? The terror in her heart vanished completely, leaving only the