"The rules the dorm supervisor left clearly said that if the person making the second dorm inspection is smiling, leave the room as soon as possible." After the Student Council members had gone far enough away, Wang Jie tightened his shoelaces and sat on the edge of the bed. "We need to figure out an escape plan."
"The school is extremely dangerous at night. Staying in the room is our only chance of surviving," Yuan Hui insisted.
None of them spoke. Wang Jie picked up his phone and sent a message to the group chat: Yuan Hui is a ghost, we seem to have offended the Student Council again, and Zhuo Jun's identity is unknown. We can't stay in this room a second longer. In fifteen minutes, the three of us will go to the bathroom together.
Xishan: Got it, bro. You're my guardian angel.
Gao Ming: One of the rules prohibits using phones after midnight. Get the tools we need ready inside your mosquito nets. Once we leave the room, don't stray too far from me.
His classmates wanted to leave the room to find refuge, while Gao Ming wanted to enter the Principal's Office after midnight.
After swallowing Situ An into the Execution House, even suicide had become an option for Gao Ming.
Gao Ming had only two concerns. First, if he died in this school, his soul might be imprisoned and turned into a new "student." Second, after he returned to the Tunnel, the person who killed him might realize that he had retained his memories.
They all pretended to lie down and rest, drawing their mosquito nets closed. In reality, each of them was secretly making preparations.
Who knew how many group chats had been created in this six-person room? Gao Ming never underestimated the malice