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"..." Liang Wan.

Liu Xiuxiu tilted her head: "Does this have anything to do with the skirt?"

"Of course there is..."

and many more.

In the middle of speaking, Xia Ren rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.

Unwanted pregnancy, human traces, burnt skirts...

Why is this scene so familiar?

I seem to have heard of it somewhere back then.

At this moment, the sound of reading from upstairs interrupted his thinking.

"Is anyone still in class at this time?"

The three looked at each other, Xia Ren dropped her skirt and decided to go upstairs to see the situation.

The sound of their footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, which could only be illuminated by the light of the mobile phone. The place they walked was immediately re-occupied by darkness, as if the darkness was driving them away.

"Clap!"

There was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him, crisp and loud.

The three of them stopped immediately and looked back together.

The light of the mobile phone turned to the stairs below, no one saw it, only the cold air was quietly spreading.

"You all heard?"

Xia Ren held up his phone and asked.

Both Liang Wan and Liu Xiuxiu nodded.

"But……"

Obviously there is no one, and there is no infected body.

They turned their heads and just took a step.

"Clap!"

The footsteps sounded again, as if following them.

This time, I couldn't ignore it. The three of them were much more courageous than ordinary people, but even if they were infected, they wouldn't appear in such a weird way.

"what is that?"

Liang Wan noticed a shadow covering one of the stairs.

Xia Ren turned around and walked down the stairs, bent down to pick it up, and found that it was the half of the blood-stained skirt that he had just discarded.

While picking up the skirt, a chill quickly spread from his spine to his entire back. He reflexively turned his head and looked behind him, but there was still nothing.

"Could it be..."

He stared at the skirt in his hand for several seconds, hesitated, and stuffed it directly into his trouser pocket.

"You turned your head suddenly just now, did you see something?"

Liang Wan asked.

"Nothing, just keep going."

Xia Ren didn't explain, but his pace became much faster.

This time, the crisp footsteps just now did not resound.

The classroom where the sound of reading is heard is at the corner of the second floor. Xia Ren looked up at the class sign and narrowed his eyes.

As expected, it was Class [-] and [-] in high school, the class where Xu Qiang was.

"what is happening?"

Liu Xiuxiu couldn't understand at all.

Liang Wan's face was also full of surprise and doubt.

Xia Ren didn't rush to open the door, but walked to the window like them.

In the classroom, classes are going on normally.

The students sit in their seats and read aloud with their textbooks in their hands. They should be asked to recite a certain passage.

The teacher sat on the podium and glanced down from time to time to monitor whether the students were lazy.

But the problem is, this teacher is the head teacher of Class [-], Grade [-].

I just fell to my death this morning from the upstairs of my own building.

Chapter 153 Only Magic Can Defeat Magic ([-])

Fortunately, the three of them were quite courageous, especially Liu Xiuxiu and Liang Wan. If something happened, they would be scared out of their wits. It is estimated that it would be impossible for them to become investigators.

They calmed down quickly. Xia Ren walked to the door of the classroom, held the cold handle, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

The world is quiet.

As if someone had pressed the pause button, the slightly noisy sound of reading just now disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and the people in the class disappeared together.

All the students, including teacher Bi Sha, who was sitting on the podium, disappeared.

There are only neatly arranged desks left in the classroom, otherwise, it is empty.

"how come……"

Liu Xiuxiu covered her mouth, her hands trembling.

Liang Wan walked up to the podium, touched the stool that Teacher Bi had just sat on, and felt a bone-chilling coldness where her fingers touched.

She took out the talisman paper to test it, but there was still no change.

"Have you ever encountered this situation when performing missions before?"

Xia Ren asked.