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Hongcomb stood at the school gate, looking down at the time from time to time.

Suddenly, she looked inside the school.

Heavy fog rose up, shrouding the school inside, making it hazy and difficult to see clearly.

Hongshu walked to the school gate and the small house next to the iron gate.

That's usually where school security guards are on duty.

Hongshu walked closer and saw through the window that there was no one in the room.

The door was closed tightly and the outside was locked.

The few kids who followed obviously also discovered this situation.

Hong Ziyu: "It's strange. When the aunt and uncle came in just now, the security uncle opened the door. Why is he not in the room now?"

Guigui: "I just saw him going out."

Hong Ziyu: "Are you out? Will your salary be deducted if you leave without permission?"

"It's a good thing that he's not here. In today's school, ordinary people are not allowed to come in and out. Those who can come in and out, even if the security guards are there, they can't stop him."

Hongshu said calmly, "Let's go in and take a look."

There was a thick white mist in front of him, but Hong Comb was not afraid at all. He grabbed it with both hands and tore a hole open.

"Walk."

Red Comb walked in first. Compared with the outside, it was obviously more dangerous inside.

"Protect your brother An An."

Ziyu isn't worried at all, but as for Guigui... that's not an easy one either.

Only Lu Anan is different...but he will grow up sooner or later. He is already too far behind his peers.

After Hongshu came in guarding the three cubs, Hong Ziyu said, "Sister, where are we going now?"

"Where else can we go to find the culprit?"

"But before that, we seem to have to find someone first."

Hong Comb's gaze passed through the layers of fog and landed not far away.

at the same time……

Director Wen was lying on the chair, his pupils turned white, and he looked extremely tired.

Weird.

So weird.

He must have not had enough rest to see the vision.

How could the school gate escape?

There are too many things to do in this elementary school. No, when the principal comes back, he has to find a way to get the principal to agree to his promotion to junior high school.

After resting for a few minutes, Director Wen stood up unsteadily.

what.

Strange, why did the fog suddenly rise?

Director Wen stretched out his hand and remained silent.

Good guy, in broad daylight, I actually had symptoms of being unable to see my fingers.

Let him think about it, which direction is the gate coming from?

Director Wen took out his mobile phone, opened the app developed by the school, and clicked on the map navigation.

The little arrow pointed in one direction, then clicked and jumped to another direction.

Director Wen was silent.

When did the app developed by the school become so sexy?

Are the people on the technical side slacking off?

Director Wen decided to restart it.

However... it's still of no use.

Ever since, Director Wen chose to make a phone call.

I looked at my phone and saw, oh, no signal.

It’s really interesting. The school only puts out signal jammers during exams. Now, if we don’t take exams and don’t do anything, why is there no signal?

After all, this school is not considered remote. There are a bunch of small restaurants in front of the school. How can it be considered remote?

But why is there no signal?

Wasn't it fine when you called me just now?

For some reason, Director Wen felt that the surroundings were a bit scary.

When I first sat on the chair, there was still a little sound of reading, but now there is no sound of reading, not even the chirping of birds.

Director Wen tentatively touched down, but found nothing. His heart skipped a beat. He had just gotten up from the stool. Where was the stool?

There was a bad premonition in his heart, and at this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder.

Director Wen didn't say anything and just slapped him in the face.

Then the mouse ran away with its head in hand.

"Teacher Xu, Teacher Yan, are you here?"

Hongshu was speechless, glanced at the stool several meters away from Director Wen, and then appeared in front of Director Wen, "Hello, I am Hongshu."

Director Wen, who was about to beg for mercy, was stunned.

Redcomb?

Was it the redcomb he was thinking of?

"It turns out to be Miss Redcomb, hello, hello."

Just as Director Wen was about to stretch out his hand, he suddenly remembered that ghosts often appear in human skins in ghost movies... Thinking of this, his scalp numbed instantly.

The outstretched hand also shook.

Director Wen took his hand back without shaking hands with Hongshu.

"What's the point of Miss Redcomb coming to this school?"

In fact, he was originally an atheist, but every time he came home from get off work, his daughter, who is in college, would call him to popularize some supernatural knowledge. She said she watched the live broadcast, and everyone was watching it, especially believe.

Over time, he will inevitably be affected.

Hongshu was stunned for a moment, looking at the vigilance in Director Wen's eyes, and felt helpless: "I told Director Wen on the phone that I have several children at home who want to continue to study in your school."

Hongshu called Guigui and the others to come over. Director Wen became more vigilant when he saw the fair and cute child.

These kids look so good. Normal kids can't be that good-looking. Something is definitely wrong.

"Teacher, do you know my eldest brother and my second brother? One of them is called Hong Che and the other is Hong Zimu. Brother Zimu and I are twins. Which class is he in? I want to be in the same class as my brother."

Director Wen looked over and saw that the little person looked particularly delicate and cute. After a closer look, he did have a lot of similarities with classmate Hong Zimu, so he lowered his guard a little.

"I know. I am the grade director of the third grade. You can just call me Director Wen."

Hong Ziyu called Lu Anan: "This is my brother An'an. He is going to the sixth grade. Do you know the grade director of the sixth grade?"

Before Hong Comb could even open her mouth, Hong Ziyu started to do it one by one.

Director Wen was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the behavior of these people was indeed that of children, he completely let go of his guard.

It's he who thinks too much.

If there is no signal, there must be something wrong. Just ask the master to repair it when the time comes. The fog is caused by the weather, and it cannot be controlled by human power.

"I know you. I'll take you there soon~"

For some reason, Director Wen unconsciously held his voice when talking to these children.

That's right, why did the six directors of the primary school arrest him?

Does he look so much like a villain?

When the principal comes back, he will seriously accuse the principal!

only……

This is now...

Director Wen looked at the foggy surroundings and felt a little confused.

He couldn't tell these children that he didn't know the way, right?

He originally had a bad memory and no sense of direction. He was just transferred here and didn’t know much about the campus...

It was because he had just been transferred here not long ago that he was bullied so badly... They left everything to them.

Wait, the surrounding visibility is so low, how did these people find themselves in such a heavy fog?