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Zhang Jin looked at the driver who was escaping hastily, staggering and almost falling on the way, and vaguely heard the other party's muttering "It's really a ghost" in his ears. Not only was he speechless, but compared to himself, you are more like a ghost!

I saw the driver quickly returned to the taxi and showed his best driving skills in his life. After starting the car, he swerved and turned around. The tires screeched against the ground and he drove out of a broken Xiali.

Acrobatic driving skills.

After releasing the brakes, the entire taxi flew out instantly like an arrow!

The acceleration from 100 meters to 100 meters is so ridiculously fast that people who don’t know better would think that there is a supercar engine hidden under the simple model.

Too lazy to pay attention to the taxi driver, Zhang Jin turned around and walked directly into the welfare home.

He kicked open the big iron door of the orphanage without any thought of feeling guilty or apologetic. If he could, the orphanage would call the police. There was no one here anyway!

After passing through the not-so-large yard, Zhang Jin quickly walked into the main building of the orphanage. This building looked a bit old, with a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western style from the Republic of China period, and it didn't look like a serious place.

After all, at that time, the small town of Wuqing was not as big as it is today. To build a four-story building in such a remote place, which was considered good at the time, would not believe it if there were no secrets at all!

Zhang Jin walked leisurely in the deserted corridor, only his own footsteps could be heard.

He walked around the first floor and found that there was no one in the classrooms. So he quickly went up the stairs to the second floor. As soon as he looked into the first classroom, he found three children sitting inside, but among them

There was no sign of Xiaoxu.

Zhang Jin pondered for a moment, walked to the door, pushed it open, and came to the three children.

The square wooden table and wooden chairs were the popular school desks in those years. There were two cakes and a fruit knife on the table.

The faces of the three children still had that "smiling" face. When he took the first step into the classroom, they all turned to stare at him. This weird scene could scare ordinary people half to death.

However, Zhang Jin's expression remained unchanged. He stared at the three children and asked, "Have you seen Xiao Xu?"

"Xiao Xu was taken away by the teacher." One of the children said.

"Where was she taken? Was she upstairs, or had she left the orphanage?" Zhang Jin asked again.

However, the child did not answer him, but continued to talk to himself: "The teacher left us a question and said that if we can't solve it, there will be no food."

The third child continued: "The question is, there are two cakes in front of you, and you can only make one cut. How can you divide the cake equally among everyone?"

Zhang Jin ignored the words of the three children and asked: "Tell me, where did the teacher take Xiaoxu?"

"..." None of the three children spoke, they just looked at him silently.

The two sides faced off for a while.

Zhang Jin took the initiative to admit defeat. It seemed that these three children were just like the programmed program and would not answer questions beyond the triggering conditions. If he wanted to know the whereabouts of Xiao Xu from the other party, he had to answer the questions given by the other party.

Three people share two pieces of cake equally. This is actually a very classic test question. It tests not mathematics but human nature.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the minds of a thousand readers, and different people will have different answers to the same question.

Zhang Jin thought quickly in his mind, and soon understood the answer the other party wanted. In such a nightmare, the correct answer was actually obvious. What it wanted to see was the viciousness of people's hearts.

The three of them divided the cake equally and cut it straight.

Zhang Jin picked up the fruit knife on the desk and made a gesture, then his eyes fell on the "smiling" dead faces of the three children, like hunters choosing their prey.

Don’t you just want me to kill one of the children, haha!

Zhang Jin raised the knife and cut the two cakes in front of him into two. Then he threw the fruit knife directly out of the classroom and landed in the yard with a clang.

The three children all raised their heads and stared at him, their fixed expressions seeming to reveal a lifeless resentment.

"Bang!" Zhang Jin picked up a piece of cake on the desk nonchalantly. His knife skills were pretty good, and the four pieces of cake were cut evenly. He put the cake in front of him and smelled it. There was nothing special about harmful substances.

the smell.

Of course, it could also be that you are in a dream, so you can't use the superficial detective skills?

But since it is in a dream, it means that even if you are really poisoned, it will not affect your body in reality, so it doesn't matter whether you are poisoned or not.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jin ate a third of the cake in one gulp and looked at the three children while eating. After two or three bites, he finished the cake and then wiped the cream that was accidentally stained on his fingers directly.

On the desk.

"Okay, now it's fair enough. Each of the three of you will have a piece of cake."

Cack!

The head of the child in the middle tilted neatly to the left, and his entire cheek was almost parallel to his shoulder, but the twisting did not stop, and the right side of his neck was stretched very tight.

Suddenly, with a "pop" sound, the child's neck suddenly broke apart, and blood spurted out in an instant, covering the face of the other child on the right.

The child on the far right has a face covered in blood and that sinister smile, which is really scary!

Ga-da! The child's head rolled down on the desk, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to lick the cream on the cake.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhinging”

Zhang Jin watched their performance calmly. He didn't feel scared at all, and he even wanted to laugh a little inside.

He turned to look at the only normal child left: "The problem has been solved. I also watched the performance. Is it time for you to answer my question? Where was Xiao Xu taken by the teacher?"

The child did not answer, but raised his hand and pointed upward.

"I told you earlier, it was a waste of time." Zhang Jin turned around and walked out of the classroom, but before he could go out, a figure rushed out first, climbed over the fence of the corridor, and jumped down with a thud.

Zhang Jin turned around and looked at the two children in the classroom behind him. The one who just ran out and jumped off the building was the normal child at the end.

After he walked out of the classroom, he poked his head down the corridor and glanced down. Sure enough, he fell miserably, his limbs were twisted, and his head was like a cracked watermelon. It was obviously the height of the second floor, but the posture of the fall looked like he had fallen from the ground.

It's like falling from the 20th floor.

"Crazy! Can this scare me?"

Probably because his eyesight was so good, Zhang Jin just felt nauseous and nauseated. The red and white things were too impactful.

He feels more and more that this place he has entered inexplicably is very disgusting, gloomy, dark, and weird. The key is that you don't disgust people!

After finally eating a piece of cake, do you want to spit it out on the spot and return it to you?

Zhang Jin withdrew his gaze, preventing himself from thinking about the uncomfortable scene just now, and turned around and walked towards the stairs to the third floor.

After arriving on the third floor, he also checked the classrooms one by one until he saw Xiao Xu and a female teacher in the last office.

The two of them stood and sat together, facing each other with the same strange expression on their faces.

"I'm here." Zhang Jin stood at the door of the office and knocked on the open door.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Xu and the female teacher in the office turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

When seeing all the faces of the two people, Zhang Jin couldn't help but be a little surprised!

Because he saw that Xiao Xu's face was completely different from the others. The left and right faces seemed to be different from the same person. There were actually two expressions. The left half was a "smiling" dead face, while the right half was a face full of panic and panic.

With a somewhat pleading face.

To be honest, Zhang Jin felt that the right half of Xiao Xu's face looked even scarier, because he had never seen such a half face that could express such complex emotions. Even an actor with a movie star level couldn't do it with half a face.

Come on.

Zhang Jin walked into the office, looked at Xiao Xu, and asked, "What is going on?"

Before Xiao Xu could speak, the female teacher spoke first, with a very dissatisfied tone: "You are Xiao Xu's adopter, right? What did you tell us in the first place, and why did you let her come back again?"

"Huh?!" The female teacher's emphasis was obviously on the second half of the sentence, leaving Zhang Jin at a loss as to how to answer the question.

Not caring about whether the child is living well or not, but asking why the child is allowed to run back, as if it doesn't matter whether the child is living well or not as long as the child does not run back.

I understand, this is love! It is the love for myself and the love for the orphanage.

As for the children sent out, they are like thrown water. If they come back, doesn't it mean that the teacher of the orphanage made a mistake in his work?

Failure to select a suitable family to adopt the child resulted in such an embarrassing result!

When the female teacher saw that Zhang Jin was silent, she continued: "Well, you take the child away, but as a result of your caregiving mistakes, you must accept the fine from the orphanage."

"Fine? How much is the fine?" Zhang Jin scratched his chin.

The female teacher took out a glass kettle from under her desk and put it on the table. She pointed at the kettle and said, "It doesn't take too much, just fill it up."

"Fill it?" Zhang Jin felt a little strange. This was the first time he saw someone making money with a kettle. If he filled it with ten cent coins, wouldn't it be full quickly?

Unfortunately, although the idea is good, he has no money.

"I don't have any money." He spread his hands honestly, "Can you take the credit first? I'll pay it all in one lump sum next time you come."

The female teacher grabbed his wrist, her fingers were as cold as if they had just been fished out of ice cubes: "Liar! You have so much money, you will definitely have no problem filling this pot."

After saying that, her other hand that had been hidden behind her back suddenly stretched out, holding a fruit knife in her hand, and the sharp blade cut directly towards Zhang Jin's wrist!

Damn it! Bloodletting?!

Zhang Jin reacted quickly. He grabbed the female teacher's wrist with his backhand and pulled it towards him. He clenched his fist with the other hand and punched the teacher in the face. This punch left no force and directly broke the bridge of her nose.

, the whole person fell backwards!

But even though she suffered a sudden and powerful blow and her body lost her balance, the female teacher's hand on Zhang Jin's wrist still did not relax. Instead, she pressed harder, which seemed to arouse her ferocity.

But no matter how hard she tried, she was still a mortal body, and the strength of her hands could not cause any harm to Zhang Jin. After Zhang Jin knocked her down with one punch, he broke off the fingers that were holding her wrist tightly with his hands.

.

There is no way, if you don't break it, there is no way to break free.

There is a saying that ten fingers connect to the heart, but all five of the female teacher's fingers were broken off. She did not cry out in pain, but she just jumped over from the ground looking very angry.

Zhang Jin kicked the girl away, then stepped forward to grab the girl Xiaoxu and walked out of the office door.

"Stop! If you want to take someone away, you must accept a fine!"

The female teacher got up from the ground. Several ribs were broken in her chest. She could only stoop and rush towards the two of them. This look was a bit like the female nurse in Silent Hill, but she changed it.

Set of uniforms.

Seeing what was going on behind him through the reflective surface of the glass window, Zhang Jin pushed Xiao Xu to the side and dodged the female teacher's pounce in time. Then he picked up the chair next to him and followed him to the corridor outside.

superior.

After the female teacher got out of the way, she turned around again, only to be greeted by a chair swept towards her face!

Bang!

Zhang Jin swung the chair and hit the target beautifully. The huge force directly knocked the female teacher out of the corridor and fell heavily to the ground!

thump!!!

The angry roars suddenly stopped!

Zhang Jin looked down. The female teacher's neck was bent at a strange and twisted angle, facing the sky. Her two eyes seemed to be staring at him. The "smiling" dead face looked even more weird now!

"Teacher...teacher, is she...dead?"

The little girl's trembling voice of inquiry came from behind.

Zhang Jin turned to look at her, smiled and shook his head: "No, she's not dead."

How could someone die in a dream? Death refers to the end of life. The characters in the dream are not considered alive.

"Yes...really?" Xiao Xu obviously didn't believe it.

"Do you know that you are dreaming now?" Zhang Jin did not continue to explain, but asked a question straight to the point.

Xiaoxu was silent for a moment, nodded and said: "I know, I have been having nightmares for half a year. I didn't know at first, but now I can clearly distinguish between reality and dreams."

Zhang Jin secretly thought that as long as he saw the weird smiling faces of people in nightmares, normal people could tell the difference between reality and dreams.

"Are you here to help me end my nightmare?" Xiao Xu cheered up and looked up at him expectantly, "Dr. Xu, who treated me before, said he would try to let people enter my nightmare and help me.

Complete relief from troubles.”

Zhang Jin reached out and touched her head: "Of course not, I was actually tricked into coming in. Although I want to help you, I know nothing about you. Why don't you help me leave the nightmare first? After I get out, I

I’ll try to find a way to help you again, okay?”

"..." Xiaoxu lowered his head in disappointment, and after a while, he raised his head again, "Okay, but I don't know how to get out. I used to wait for myself to wake up and the nightmare would end. How about you come with me?

Just wait."

Zhang Jin squatted down, his eyes were parallel to the little girl's, and said with a smile: "But I don't have that much time to spend with you. I still have many important things to do in the real world. Can you think of a way?"

"It's not that I don't want to, I don't even know why I have nightmares, how can I help you?" Xiao Xu sighed.

Zhang Jin was a little disappointed. It was useless to find the real owner. So what should he do next? Do he really want to help Xiaoxu solve the source of the nightmare? Or should he wait with her until she wakes up?

He looked at Xiao Xu's normal half face, thoughtfully.

"Xiao Xu, have you seen your own face?"