Nightmare Attack

Chapter 739 Mischief

"Everyone suspects that Xiaoyao was frightened at night by herself. These are all her hallucinations, or a nightmare."

"But after finding that notebook in Xiaoyao's schoolbag, the professor of psychology who was in charge of explaining her, as well as the doctor, were all stunned."

Yuan Xiaoyi took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Cheng, and said in a low voice: "There is a dark handprint on the note, it's not the kind painted on it, it looks like it was grabbed by a scorched hand, five fingers You can see it, and there are black embers on it."

"No one dared to tell Xiaoyao the news, worrying that she would lose control of her emotions and have an accident, but at this moment everyone also realized that this matter might not be that simple."

"The professor of psychology waited for Xiaoyao to feel a little better, tried to communicate with her, and then drew a picture based on Xiaoyao's narration."

Yuan Xiaoyi explained: "It was the borrowing office she said she saw before she passed out, and there were a few tables nearby."

Jiang Cheng could probably guess what he wanted to do, because the 4th floor of the school library was closed early, so Xiaoyao would not know what was on the 4th floor.

And if according to Xiaoyao's recollection, the drawing can be matched with the layout of the 4th floor, can it prove to some extent that her words are credible.

The 4th floor of the library does hide some unknown secrets.

"The communication went smoothly." Later, Yuan Xiaoyi said in a strange tone: "To the surprise of the psychology professor, Xiaoyao's memory of that night was very clear, and even the positions of those people on the table were very clear." They can be marked out one by one.”

"Based on his experience, it doesn't look like a dream."

"Because the fourth floor of the library has been closed for a long time, some young teachers don't know what's going on inside. The psychology professor took the painting and found the old director of the library."

"The moment he saw the painting, the old man trembled, and then asked the professor in a questioning tone who allowed to open the iron door leading to the fourth floor of the library?"

"The psychology professor and the old curator talked about Xiaoyao, and asked if something bad happened on the 4th floor?"

"I don't know what the professor said to the old curator. The old curator who was originally silent finally spoke up and told him about an incident many years ago."

"When the library was first established, the fourth floor was indeed open to the outside world."

"Because the books on the 4th floor are relatively out-of-the-way and the composition is complicated, in order to facilitate management, a special lending office was set up on the 4th floor, which is the corresponding position in the painting."

"Those tables also exist, and the old curator remembers them very clearly."

"The school also specially arranged for an elderly retired teacher to be in charge."

"There are not many people here, and it is relatively leisurely. This teacher is not in good health, and this can be regarded as taking care of her."

"But gradually, the teacher reported that she often heard strange sounds when she was on duty at night, as if someone was flipping a book."

"But when she followed the sound to find it, there was nothing behind the bookshelf."

"What's even more strange is that the books on the corresponding bookshelves will be inexplicably shuffled."

"At the beginning, the teacher thought it was a prank by the students, so he ignored it, but in the end, the situation got worse."

"Gradually books began to be thrown on the floor, and at one point, an entire bookshelf was knocked over."

"The teacher couldn't bear it anymore. He called other teachers in the library, locked the door on the 4th floor, and then started looking for someone, but searched every corner of the 4th floor, but couldn't find it."

"Someone noticed something was wrong now, and I can't explain why. Anyway, after closing the door on the fourth floor, the temperature inside dropped very quickly."

"Everyone seems to be in a cold storage."

"Then when looking for someone, everyone felt like they were being stared at."

"It's not the kind that is upright, but peeping, as if there is an eye staring at them through the bookshelves and through the gaps between the books."

"But they couldn't find each other's location."

"That strange line of sight seemed to come from all directions."

"Someone privately persuaded the teacher at the lending office to ask her to respond to the school, then ask for a leave of absence, and wait until the matter has a result."

"The teacher also agreed, saying that he will go back and pack his things, ask for leave, and won't come tomorrow."

"I didn't think about it. In the end... something happened in the end." Yuan Xiaoyi shook her head, let out a long breath, and said in a regretful tone: "On that night, the library caught fire, and the fire was on the fourth floor. The old teacher did not escape and was burned to death inside."

"After the fire was extinguished, the strangeness of the scene was also exposed."

"Although the fire was fierce, it was only concentrated in the lending office and a small area nearby. The books on other bookshelves around it, as well as some flammable wooden utensils, were not damaged."

"Of course, what's even weirder is the teacher's corpse."

Having said that, Yuan Xiaoyi paused, raised her head, looked at Jiang Cheng with strange eyes, and said, "Her body was found on the chair behind the lending office. Leaning on the armrest, the whole person has been burnt to charcoal."

"But the chair under her is fine, it's a wooden chair!" Yuan Xiaoyi said hurriedly, her pupils trembling as she looked at Jiang Cheng, "Senior, can you imagine that the entire borrowing room was burned down?" , there was only one charred corpse left, just... just sitting on a wooden chair, as if waiting for someone to come and see her."

Hearing this, the first thing Jiangcheng thought of was the old chair that creaked in Xiaoyao's story.

There is also the invisible "person" sitting on the chair, who smells like burnt food all over his body.

"It's really strange." Jiang Cheng rubbed his chin and said seriously: "Generally speaking, people who are burned to death will struggle violently because of the pain before they die, and their skin and muscles will shrink when they are burnt, so most of the corpses Showing extreme distortion."

"Someone like her seems to be dead before being burnt."

Appropriate and reasonable speculation will dispel Yuan Xiaoyi's wariness towards her to a certain extent. After all, the other party has already begun to doubt her, and Jiang Cheng is also careful in his heart.

"Senior." Yuan Xiaoyi had light in her eyes, "You really know a lot."

"Xiao Yi, I'm ashamed when you say that. If I could understand more, maybe" Jiang Cheng slightly tightened his lips, his voice choked up, "Maybe Xiaolin and Xiaoting wouldn't die."

"Senior, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself!" Hearing what Jiang Cheng said, Yuan Xiaoyi was busy persuading her, looking a little clumsy.

Jiang Cheng rubbed his face with his hands, and after a while, when he put down his hands, his eyes also turned red.

"Okay, Xiao Yi, let's not talk about this anymore, you can continue talking." Mayor Jiang let out a breath and said slowly.

(End of this chapter)