It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The iron door of the dormitory downstairs made a noise. It should be the dormitory manager coming out.

As expected, within a few seconds, a shrill female scream came from downstairs.

"Ah! Jumping off the building! Someone jumped off the building!"

Along with the shrill screams, there were some noises on the first and second floors of the dormitory.

Wu Wen sighed and took out the ghost camera from his backpack.

"Click, click!" Wu Wen took the ghost camera and took a few photos of the toilet and the corridor, and then put it back into the bag.

The noise and screams downstairs have become noisy. It's time to leave.

If the police come a little later, they will definitely go to the sixth floor to check.

Wu Wen looked at the photos in his hand, and there were no traces of ghosts on them.

"Strange, damn, why do I feel that these missions are getting weirder and weirder?"

Wu Wen put the photos in his pocket, then took the axe and alertly watched the environment in the corridor, and walked quickly towards the window where he had just come up.

Climbing is always easier to go up than to go down.

Wu Wen had to be more cautious when he came down than when he went up, because he couldn't see well and didn't know where to step, so he could only try little by little.

It took more than ten minutes for Wu Wen to finally get to the bottom.

"Bang!" Wu Wen pushed his body back with both hands, and then jumped directly down.

A distance of one or two meters is not low, and he couldn't see what was under his feet when he jumped back, and he almost fell on his butt.

At this time, the female dormitory was completely noisy, and it was the noise of the female dormitory that covered up the movement of him coming down.

The screams of girls continued in the dormitory. I don't know what these screamers are thinking. Are they trying to show off their cuteness and weakness?

"Dingwu dingwu dingwu dingwu..."

Just as Wu Wen stood firm, the faint sound of sirens sounded in the distance.

"Chiji?" The human skin stretched out its leather head from his pajamas, stuck out from Wu Wen's hat, and its face, which was squeezed flat, looked a little confused.

Hey, it seems to have heard this sound in Wu Wen and his previous home!

Feeling the smooth touch on his neck, Wu Wen reached out and pressed its head back.

"Don't make a sound, let's hide here and see." Wu Wen looked at the human skin that stretched out its head from his neck again and warned.

The human skin's flat head nodded, and stretched out two pairs of small leather hands that were squeezed flat to cover his mouth.

Wu Wen's body retreated to the back and then hid in the woods next to the dormitory.

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"Creaky..." The door hinge sounded again in the dark corridor on the sixth floor, but now there was no one in the corridor, so no one heard it.

However, the door that made the sound this time was not the toilet door, but the dormitory door opposite the toilet.

The door that was locked when Wu Wen came to see it just now had disappeared without a trace, and the door nose that was wearing was opened without knowing why.

The door hinge turned, causing the door to slowly open halfway, half closed.

However, the window in the room was tightly closed, and no one knew where the wind came from to blow the door open.

In the dark dormitory, the beds were neatly arranged, and the general outline could still be seen. A woman with long hair and shawl was sitting on the window edge of the second-floor bed in a hazy manner, with her legs dangling back and forth on the edge of the bed.

This swaying was not like the cute swaying of a little girl, but more like the swaying of legs with broken knees and twisted and crooked.

The opera sung by the delicate voice was sad and gloomy. The sound was not loud, but it was just wandering in the corridor on the sixth floor.

"The red candle is placed on the table,

The person in my heart is hidden in the mirror.

The skin is as white as cream and as white as snow,

The peach blossom branch is next to the bun.

The heart is cold, and the skin is cut to make flowery clothes. Depressed, the fat is scraped and the jade is not bright. Heartache, the bones are cut to become someone else's hairpin. Desolate, the true heart is also on the true heart..."

The voice was sad and sad, but with the arrival of the police downstairs, the sound of the opera slowly reduced its volume and finally disappeared completely.

"Bang!" It seemed that the wind swirled in again, causing the half-open door to close again.

In a trance, a bright lock was hung up again, and I didn't see how the lock appeared.

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Wu Wenzuo

In the bushes, he carefully pushed aside the leaves and looked through the gap at the door of the female dormitory outside.

Just now, the police, school leaders and ambulance each picked a time to rush over. After waiting for everyone downstairs, they looked at the scene and rushed upstairs together. The curious girls were also pressed back to their dormitories by the dormitory manager and the leaders, but the discussion was still going on, and it was much quieter outside.

At present, only three police officers were left downstairs to take pictures and collect evidence, and record the scene. The rest of the group went upstairs to investigate the place where the deceased jumped from the building.

Wu Wen looked at the sixth floor through the gap between the leaves, but the conversation of the three policemen below reached his ears.

"Hey, Brother Wang, this school is quite down-to-earth! Someone fell to the ground and died the day before yesterday, and another fell to the ground and died today. It's really weird!"

"Pfft! What are you talking about, Xiao Liu? Is that how you use the adjective? You are totally disrespectful to the dead!"

"Hahaha, Xiao Liu, you are really talking too much. God is down-to-earth. This is the Grounded Mansion!"

The conversation of the three people downstairs sounded in Wu Wen's ears, but his attention was not here, but on the sixth floor upstairs.

The gang has been up there for quite a while, and it is estimated that they should have checked the sixth floor.

While Wu Wen was thinking, the lights on the sixth floor had already lit up.

As expected, they went to the sixth floor.

"Swish!" The window of the corridor that Wu Wen had just climbed into was opened by someone, and then a police officer's head popped out.

Wu Wen had seen him just now, and he seemed to be the leader.

"Has no one ever lived on the sixth floor?"

The police officer looked around the window for a few times, then stretched his head out to look at the creeper under the window.

Wu Wen had just crawled over this place, so it was naturally damaged. This is the trace.

"No one lives here. The door on the sixth floor has always been locked. I don't know where this student got the key from!" The voice of the school leader was also heard, and it could be heard that he was quite close to the police officer.

"Key... There are two doors upstairs, one is locked, and the other is open. There are obvious signs of someone climbing up on the window here, so where did the other person go? Are there any cameras around your dormitory?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Not only are there cameras around, but even the cameras on the sixth floor have never stopped!"

"Okay, let's go check the surveillance video first. By the way, have the parents of this student been notified?"

"Notified, notified!"

"By the way, why do you lock the sixth floor so tightly when no one lives there?"

"Hey, originally there were always students saying that there were always people singing on the sixth floor in the middle of the night, so we stopped the dormitory on the sixth floor, but some girls still came to the sixth floor to wash and got scared, so we had to install more. Iron gate. "

"Someone is singing? What's going on?"

"Hey, this is a scientific phenomenon. At that time, we invited experts to come and take a look. They said that this was because of the special structure of the house itself and the surrounding green plants, which produced a kind of physical reaction similar to a tape recorder. When the temperature is too low, this reaction will be reversed, thus releasing the previously recorded sound. Just like the shadow of the palace maid on the wall of the Forbidden City. So this reaction mostly occurs at night when the temperature is low, especially on rainy days, it is even clearer. At that time, we specially sent people to squat and listen all night and there was no problem. "

"It's amazing..."

The conversation gradually faded away, and the window was closed from the inside.