To Sew or Not to Sew┃Invigilator: "Your honor student tricks don't work anymore?" (continued)

Old Yu pointed at the open bedroom door. "He should still be in bed. The covers are raised. I called out a few times, but nobody answered... I wanted to pull the covers back and look, but I was afraid that would be too rash."

Everyone else went deathly pale.

They had never seen anything like this before.

"I-is he still alive?" Yu Wen asked in terror.

Old Yu said nothing.

With that much blood lost, anyone would be dead.

Besides, the smell of blood was thick in the air, and the blood on the floor had dried completely... It had been there for at least a night.

For a moment, nobody in the house spoke.

The two new members hadn't grown close to the others. Liang Yuanhao in particular was unlikeable in both word and deed, but he had never hurt anyone.

No one wanted them to meet an end like this.

"I'll go check again..."

At a time like this, the training Old Yu had gained from his years as a soldier showed. Everyone else was on the verge of throwing up, but all he had to do was wipe his face before stepping in.

His nephew was the only person he ever backed down around.

But before Old Yu had finished wiping his face, You Huo had already entered the bedroom.

Qin Jiu didn't follow him in.

He leaned against the doorframe with his arms folded, watching You Huo with interest, though his lips were pressed into a rigid line. He seemed somewhat averse to the bloody scene, yet also appeared indifferent.

Old Yu wanted to enter the bedroom too.

But a certain invigilator was blocking the doorway completely. Old Yu considered it for a moment but couldn't find an opportunity to speak.

If I pace around a couple of times, the invigilator will hear me, right?

That was what Old Yu thought.

But he didn't...

Old Yu paced around four times, and the invigilator didn't even turn his head.

If he waited for this Mr. Invigilator to spare him some attention, he'd probably be waiting until his next life.

After holding back for ages, Old Yu finally managed, "Um..."

The moment he spoke, the sound of something heavy hitting the floor came from the bedroom.

It was followed by a scream of sheer hysteria.

Yu Wen, who had just thrown up, rushed in. "Ge-Ge, what happened to you?!"

Old Yu was startled too.

The invigilator blocking the door finally stepped aside and glanced at Yu Wen. "You think your ge could make a sound like that?"

Yu Wen: "???"

He thought, What business is it of yours what my ge sounds like?

Then he realized...

That was right. With his ge's half-dead temperament, he wouldn't scream that pitifully even if someone killed him.

Then... who else was in the room?

A group of people rushed into the room, and screams immediately erupted one after another.

"Fuck, are you people human or ghosts????" Yu Wen stared at the floor beside the bed, his voice cracking with fright.

On the floor where everyone was staring, Chen Bin had fallen into a sitting position. Looking at the bloodstains all over the floor, he was screaming louder than anyone.

Their screams gave You Huo a headache. His face cold, he shouted, "Shut up!"

Everyone finally quieted down.

They looked at one another in fear and confusion for a moment before someone couldn't help asking, "Are... are you still alive?"

Old Yu gingerly touched Chen Bin. "He's alive. Still warm."

"Then... what about Liang Yuanhao?"

Chen Bin sat there in a daze for a long moment before saying quietly, "He's gone."

"What do you mean, gone?"

Chen Bin spoke incoherently. "Last night... someone knocked on our bed last night, asked us about the doll, and had a knife. I passed out."

Most of the others couldn't make sense of what he was saying.

"Wait. Take it slowly. Let's sort this out," Old Yu said.

After ten minutes of sorting things out, they finally understood what had happened.

"So whoever sewed the doll gets a visit, and whatever part they sewed gets chopped off???"

Chen Bin nodded. "She asked which of us had sewn more. Liang Yuanhao said he had, that he'd sewn two legs, and then... his legs were chopped off. I passed out from fright right then. The last thing I heard was that voice saying to me..."

"Saying what?"

He swallowed and began trembling again. "She said... see you tomorrow."

Just like that, Liang Yuanhao had vanished without a trace.

The bloody drag mark in the living room should have been left by him, but it ended abruptly at the door. There was no way to know where he had gone after that.

In truth, everyone had a vague guess that Liang Yuanhao had most likely been dragged into the woods.

But the woods encircled the village and stretched as far as the eye could see. Looking for someone in there was like searching for a needle at the bottom of a river.

They searched for a long time without finding any trace and had no choice but to return to the front of the house amid the crow's warnings.

[Warning: The reading comprehension section has begun. Candidates, please do not waste exam time.]

The crow repeated the warning three times in an eerie voice. Everyone knocked on Black Granny's door, their faces grim.

Everything was like a repeat of yesterday.

Black Granny fanned out a deck of cards again and had the person at the front draw one.

Everyone looked awful.

Yesterday, they had drawn Death, and today there was one fewer person in their group.

If they drew another ominous card, who knew what would happen?

This time, Yu Yao was standing at the front.

Black Granny stared at her for so long that her hands began to shake.

She lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and drew a card.

This card wasn't as easy to recognize as Death. It depicted a blond angel playing an instrument, with a cloth banner before him bearing a red cross.

"What card is that?" Everyone was uneasy.

Yu Yao gripped the card tightly and said in a low voice, "Judgement."

"Huh?"

No one had expected her to recognize it. They pressed her further. "Is it a good card or a bad one?"

Yu Yao paused, then said, "It represents resurrection, a new beginning, and good luck..."

"Then it's a good card!"

Everyone immediately brightened.

Old Yu said, "Resurrection? Could Liang Yuanhao... still be saved?"

Resurrection and good luck finally put everyone at ease.

Black Granny, however, was very unhappy, and even took it out on Yu Yao, who had drawn the card. She kept staring at Yu Yao, her eyes full of resentment.

After a long while, she took tiny steps into the room and retrieved an envelope from the bedside cabinet.