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In front of the pitch black eyes, they couldn't see anything.

The only thing that could confirm the other party's actions was the small movement of the cooking classroom door opening.

Holding their breath and concentrating, the five of them huddled together, not even daring to breathe, for fear that the slightest movement would disturb the extremely dark opposite.

'Plop, plop' In the hypoxic state, the heart beat faster and faster, and the sound of the heartbeat was so loud that they couldn't help a little tinnitus.

The heartbeat is so loud, can the other party really not hear it?Can they really hear each other?

audible.

Even though the sound of the beating heart seems loud when you are nervous, it is actually not much sound.It's just blood flowing quickly and rhythmically, and the slight vibration is like beating a drum to the eardrum and brain.

However, this is the sound of surging life that can only be heard when it is extremely quiet, and once there is a little bit of interference from the outside world, this sound can disappear.

How little interference can be?

For example, the friction sound of wool socks and the floor.

The sound of the heartbeat disappeared in that instant, replaced by the familiar sound of wool socks being rubbed on the floor.

"Huh..." Everyone exhaled slowly and slenderly.

Although I'm not sure if the non-stop friction sound is the sound of footsteps, but at least it's 'human', so it's not scary.

Not scary ghost.

Two beams of slender and soft yellow light shot from a very high place and hit the ground, forming two intersecting circles.It gradually protruded from the place that looked like a door frame without any fluctuations, and then turned around in an instant, shining towards them! !

As if it was lowered to adapt to the height of the door frame, the moment the beam of light turned around, it suddenly flew towards the ceiling and hit the ceiling fiercely and silently!

The angle of the beam of light was not big, so the beam of light couldn't reach them from far away, but like a loyal pioneer, it hit firmly two meters in front of the head.

Yes, human heads.

Gently pressing against the ceiling was the mask of a Kyutengu—of course, it doesn't matter if it's the head of a Kyutengu.

It floated there quietly, like a foggy dog ​​looking out from the sky towards the world, with an expressionless face.

The crimson face emits a soft red light, two beams of strong yellow light shoot out from its eyes, the long nose is looming, and the long black hair is still hanging on the back of the head, but there is nothing directly below, vaguely What I saw was the long hair like a waterfall hanging down under the head, which looked extraordinarily pervasive.

"What, what is this!!" Yuantai squeezed Guangyan's shoulder tightly, almost crushing Zhuma's shoulder.

"I, I, I, I don't know..." Guangyan was usually bold, but he was just a child, his legs gave way in fright, and he lay on his stomach.

"Gong, Conan." Hattori said softly, "Is it man-made?"

"Of course. Just wait for me to crack it." Conan said confidently.

Where do the ghosts and ghosts come from in this world, everything is just the human heart, but for various reasons, people push the matter of sitting down to ghosts and ghosts.

"Come closer and take a look?" Hattori suggested.

"Good idea." Conan agreed.

So the two ordered Yuan Tai and the others to stay where they were, and then slowly put their upper body close to the ground, and with their hands supported, they were ready to crawl over.

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