"Aaaaah!!!!"
Xiang Lin took the walkie-talkie, opened the door, and ran all the way around. By the time the front desk wanted to tell him he had gone the wrong way, fleet-footed Xiang Lin had already come running back from the other side.
The classroom was pitch-black, and Xiang Lin had no way of finding Bai Jiajia's desk.
Suddenly, a student in a school uniform, covered in blood, sprang out from beneath the teacher's platform behind him!
"Aaaaaaaaaah!!!!"
Xiang Lin's miserable screams pierced the sky. Even the others all the way over in the restroom felt the floor tremble.
Lai Jiangtian shuddered at the sound, then began worrying about Xiang Lin. Would he be scared out of his wits?
Song Jing'an tilted his head to listen. After a while, he silently moved farther from the doorway, reminding the others, "Everyone, stay away from the door."
No sooner had he spoken than Xiang Lin came crashing through the doorway like an Italian cannon shell with a bang, still reeling from the fright.
"Haah! Haah!" Xiang Lin pressed his back against the door, terrified that the guy would barge in.
Despite gasping for breath, Xiang Lin hadn't forgotten the medical report in his hand. "Fuck, I have... heart disease. Fuck, that was terrifying."
Before Xiang Lin could catch his breath, the next task came over the walkie-talkie.
Yin Xian was next. He went to the principal's office and retrieved a stamp.
Then came Yu Song. He went to the school infirmary and retrieved Zhang Qiang's injection chart, then hid it according to the instructions without telling anyone else.
Although the others were suspicious, they didn't say much. After all, everyone did seem to have their own secrets in the story.
Yu Song, the last to return, held the walkie-talkie and asked, "Where