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They didn't go far, and found a few crawling figures on the ground. They went to check and found that these people were the ones they encountered when they came here not long ago. They are now in a coma and still have body temperature. and breathe.

"What's going on here, is it all an illusion?"

Liang Wan frowned.

She tried shaking someone awake, but failed because the drowsy effect of the b-class amnestic spray would last for a long time.

Looking back, Cheng Shuangshuang was still standing there alone, not daring to go forward.

It was the first time Liang Wan and Cheng Shuangshuang met, and they didn't feel sorry for her, so they quickly looked away.

"The situation seems to be more complicated."

Xia Ren opened the eyelids of a sleepy man, and took the flashlight that came with his mobile phone to shine a light on it. The pupils of the other party were stimulated and quickly shrank.

If it was an illusion, it would be too real.

"Let's go to the teaching building and have a look."

When the logistics department started to carry out the task, most of the students in the school gathered together because of Fang Xinyi's jumping off the building. If it wasn't for hallucinations, there should be many people lying on their stomachs there now.

The surrounding environment is no different from the daytime, the difference is that it is too quiet here, as if locked in a sealed room, except for the slight sound of the wind, even the breathing of the companions around you can be heard.

When she was 40 meters away from the teaching building, Liu Xiuxiu suddenly turned her head and looked around nervously.

"what happened to you?"

Liang Wan followed him to look around, and didn't see anything unusual.

"There were footsteps walking close behind you just now, can't you hear it?"

"Footsteps?"

Liang Wan looked at Xia Ren in a daze, and Xia Ren shook his head, expressing that he hadn't heard it either.

Chapter 152 Why Girls Wear Short Skirts ([-])

After this incident, the expressions of the three of them were not relaxed.

They quickened their pace and quickly returned to the teaching building.

Here at this time, students are lying here and there in disorder. It is impossible to see at a glance. The scene is extremely shocking. It is estimated that with some bloody special effects, it can be directly cut into a war movie.

Xia Ren squatted down and checked a few, without exception, they were all unconscious.

Whether it is an illusion or reality, until now, it has been difficult to distinguish.

"Where are the people in the logistics department? Where have they all gone? It is impossible to evacuate so quickly."

Liu Xiuxiu was looking for any fish that slipped through the crowd. Hearing this, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of the logistics department.

On the other side of the phone, what responded to him was the prompt tone of "not in the service area".

Only then did he realize that his mobile phone had no signal at all.

Liang Wan immediately took out her mobile phone and found that it was the same situation.

"The investigators' mobile phones are all specially made, and they can use the satellite network. Except for some areas affected by pollution, there are very few places in the entire Blue Star where the signal cannot be found."

"So, this school is now a polluted area."

Xia Ren got up and looked at the crowd at his feet.

The polluted place can't detect the pollution, and the old seal hasn't even been triggered. It's contradictory no matter how you think about it.

Since the tentacles grew out, the system has basically been in a soy sauce state. It used to give various reminders, but now it can't even jump a word when encountering a situation, and it won't give early warning. It is becoming more and more unreliable.

Suddenly, in the silent environment, there was a sudden noise, like someone whispering in the distance, Xia Ren looked in the direction, and all he could see was the thick darkness.

He looked at the other two calmly, they didn't seem to realize it.

After Liu Xiuxiu, is it me?

Xia Ren clenched his fists, sweating a little in his palms.

After experiencing so many things, Xia Ren has already developed a strong resistance to weird events, but this does not mean that he will not be afraid, it can only be said that his nerves are tougher than ordinary people.

He can touch the corpse without changing his face, knowing that the corpse will not be threatening, but he will still get nervous when incomprehensible situations arise.

The direction from which the voice came from just now seemed to be another teaching building, where the several classes he taught were located.

"Let's go over there and have a look."

Although there are many people lying here, they are all in a coma after all, and it is impossible to ask for news. It is better to look for new clues in another place.

The sound just now was probably a bait deliberately released by Xu Qiang. Xia Ren knew it, so he decided to take a look.

If he didn't run into the other party's tricks, he was afraid that the other party would be willing to shrink into the shell instead of sticking out his bastard head.

Under the darkness of night, the empty teaching building had an inexplicable gloomy atmosphere. Xia Ren and the others came to the front of the teaching building. Just after turning the corner, they saw something burning at the stairs.

Along the way, they encountered either cold buildings, or students lying on the ground like dead people, and it was the first time they encountered traces of human activities.

Strangely, when the three of them arrived, the flames were automatically extinguished, leaving only a strange charred trace of a human figure on the concrete floor and a half-burned skirt.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, Liu Xiuxiu picked up the half of the skirt and asked doubtfully, "Is this made by Xu Qiang?"

"But what does he mean by burning a skirt?"

Liang Wan looked around the situation, trying to find the trace of the other party.

Xia Ren took the skirt from Liu Xiuxiu's hand, looked it over carefully, and found that it was stained with blood, and there was a pattern embroidered on the waist of the skirt.

"This pattern..."

Xia Ren lifted up the skirt and compared it with Liu Xiuxiu's school uniform on the chest, they were exactly the same.

"The school badge of Liming Middle School?"

Liu Xiuxiu was puzzled, "But the school uniforms of Liming Middle School are unisex. Are they all jackets and long pants? Even in summer, they are still short-sleeved and long trousers. How come there are skirts?"

"The one with the skirt, once."

Xia Ren suddenly remembered an incident when he was in middle school, and said, "About seven or eight years ago, Liming Middle School had a school uniform change, and skirts were included in the school uniforms distributed to girls in the summer of that year."

Liu Xiuxiu was even more puzzled: "Then why did you change it back later?"

"Because in less than two months, the school found out that several female students were unexpectedly pregnant." Xia Ren said.