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At night, the evening breeze is cool, the dilapidated houses, the sound of mice turning from time to time, and the rustling of leaves blown by the wind.

It's all the perfect accompaniment for a horror story.

Although it is not completely dark at 07:30 in March, under the dim light, only silhouettes of people can be seen.

Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka rushed over from the staff dormitory. The others either have their own places to live or their own affairs.

Originally, Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka were supposed to arrive at Wanxiangtang on time before it got dark at seven o'clock.But they were so long in advance, but they were suddenly pulled over by Osamu Dazai to help, and Atsushi Nakajima's cell phone was almost hit by the central government during the process of helping.This was delayed for a while, so when it arrived, it was already night.

Wanxiangtang is the former site of the Armed Detective Agency, where they also gathered a year ago.Although it is a bit remote, it is indeed a good place for a test of courage, but... few people are willing to do so.

Two people are together, and they are people who have experienced so many things together. Such a situation is not enough to scare them.

07:30 sharp.

Atsushi Nakajima looked down at the time on his phone, and then at the door in front of him that seemed to have never been opened.

"Didn't you say to gather at seven o'clock? Why do I feel like there are only two of us here?" Atsushi Nakajima's voice trembled.

Originally, the horror story of Dazai Osamu was scary enough, and he knew very well what kind of person Dazai Osamu was. Since preparing to come here in the afternoon, Nakajima Atsushi has been on high alert.However, even so, even when things were coming to an end, Nakajima Atsushi did not feel a kind of relaxation, but his nervous heart was about to stop.

In his eyes, the gate in front of him might have already become the gate of hell covered with spider silk and poison.

"Someone's heartbeat, Dun, don't scare yourself." Quan Jinghua's eyes were calm, but her body tensed up, and her hand had already grasped the dagger on her thigh.

Atsushi Nakajima didn't want to scare himself, but the current situation was really weird, and he didn't even dare to touch the door directly.

"Could it be a person with supernatural powers?" Atsushi Nakajima's palm had already turned into supernatural powers, and he became more vigilant about his surroundings.

There are all kinds of strange and strange abilities in this world, maybe they will meet one of them.

"Go ahead and have a look." Quan Jinghua pursed her lips.

Wanxiangtang is really remote here, and under normal circumstances, no one would come here.In addition, the president decided to hold a test of courage here today, and the people here should all be talents from their detective agency.

"I'll be in the front. If anything happens, you, Kyoka, will take care of me behind my back." Atsushi Nakajima walked in front of Izumi Kyoka. After more than a year of training in the detective agency, his shrunken appearance, A lot has been worn away.

Quan Jinghua didn't answer him, but as a partner, he knew that Jinghua understood what she meant.

But even though he had already stood in front of Izumi Kyoka, Atsushi Nakajima still trembled a little.

Things about ghosts and gods are too erratic, and today's weather is also very suitable for ghost stories, which really makes it easy for people to feel scared.

If Atsushi Nakajima's thoughts are left alone, they can drift far away in a while.He forced himself not to diverge his thoughts, took a deep breath and pushed open the door in front of him.

The door had probably not been opened for a long time, and when it was pushed open, not only did it make an obscure and piercing creaking sound, but Atsushi Nakajima also felt that he should have gotten a lot of dust from the door.

The interior of the Wanxiang Hall should be two rows of chairs, with an aisle in the middle. Wherever you go, you will be the innermost, auditorium-like high platform.

Because it happened to be facing the reception desk, what Atsushi Nakajima immediately discovered was that there were scattered "people" sitting on the two rows of chairs.There were also people on the stage in the middle.

The distance was a bit far, and the light was dim. Even Atsushi Nakajima couldn't see anything from such a distance.

"There is still the sound of breathing, let's go in and have a look." In such a scene, even if it is all nervous, Izumi Kyoka's adaptability is definitely much better than that of Nakajima Atsushi.

"But... I always have a bad premonition." Atsushi Nakajima frowned, his heart beating violently.Everything here gave him a very violating feeling.

"Let me see." Quan Jinghua walked out from behind Nakajima Atsushi, holding a small stone in her hand, which she picked up from the ground temporarily.

She stuck to a figure, and the stone smashed straight at that person's head.

The head of the person sitting was smashed off by a stone.

Wait, smashed it? ? ! !

The head fell on the wooden chair, and fell to the ground again, making several noises.

Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka looked at each other, and they could see surprise in each other's eyes.

"There is the sound of a heartbeat, there must be a living person here." Quan Jinghua's voice had a feeling of pretending to be calm.

"Then let's go up and have a look?" Atsushi Nakajima swallowed, something was wrong with this situation.

"Ah."

Quan Jinghua nodded, and she looked up at the sitting figure in the middle of the auditorium. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she thought it looked familiar.

"Dun, does the figure in the middle look familiar to you?" After hesitating for a long time, Quan Jinghua still spoke.

"...It seems a bit?" Atsushi Nakajima looked at the outline, and probably could fill in a person, but he didn't dare to confirm.

During a certain period of time, Quan Jinghua had gotten used to walking lightly and breathing slowly.But Nakajima Atsushi didn't have this habit, the sound of footsteps was especially obvious in the empty room with no sound.

It is obviously the footsteps of one of our own people, but there is a kind of ghost story, where scary things are telling you with the footsteps that I am coming.

"wrong……"

"It's the footprints of two people!" Quan Jinghua's eyes widened immediately, and at the same time, he saw clearly the person in the center of the stage.

"President?!" Atsushi Nakajima was also shocked.

The president Fukuzawa Yukichi lowered his head and did not make any movements, allowing the two children to be startled.

For these two people, this is not the most shocking point.On the two rows of chairs at the front, Kunikida Doppo was lying on one side, and Tanizaki Junichiro was lying on the other.

"What the hell is going on?!" The pillars and trusted seniors in the club are already lying here, how can Atsushi Nakajima calm down?Subconsciously, he wanted to go up to check their situation.

At this moment, Quan Jinghua stopped him. "This may be the enemy's supernatural power, similar to Tanizaki's, and it may be to want us to be fooled."

At this time, the sound of the wind also became louder little by little, and some strange laughter and cries could be vaguely felt.

The most trusted president sat silently in the center of the auditorium, and the familiar seniors were lying on the chairs with unknown life or death.Atsushi Nakajima felt as if he had returned to a year ago.

"Mr. Kunikida has signs of fighting on his body, Tanizaki-senpai only has some dust on his body, neither of them has fatal injuries, and they are just in a coma at present." Izumi Kyoka glanced briefly, trying to stabilize Atsushi Nakajima.

"Where's the president?" The president wouldn't be knocked out, right?

"Let's have a look again." As for the president, Quan Jinghua just felt strange.

"Only the steps show traces of fighting." There were too many chairs in the Wanxiang Hall, and Atsushi Nakajima could only take a rough look.

The figures on the chairs were all covered with a layer of black cloth, and under all unknown circumstances, no one wanted to touch the cloth.

"It's not ruled out to defeat the enemy with one move. There are too few clues." Thinking about the information in hand, Quan Jinghua felt more and more tricky. "If it is Mr. Ranpo, this matter should be resolved quickly."

But at Wanxiangtang at this time, the seniors they were familiar with were already lying there.

"I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that the figure over there has moved?" Nakajima Atsushi said looking at a figure.

"Go and have a look, if there's anything wrong, just cut it off." Before Quan Jinghua finished speaking, he was attracted by a louder voice.

The two looked back at the door at the same time, a small figure flashed past their sight.

"Could it be Tachika? Didn't Senior Dazai say he would bring her here today?" Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously compared that shadow with the figure of Tachika in his mind.

There was really nothing to see here, the seniors fell into a coma again, and the two of them ran outside together.However, that little figure has long since disappeared.

Before the two of them had time to think about what to do next, they saw the phosphorous fire floating in the air and the sound of bones colliding.

While the phosphorescent fire was approaching them, the clothed figures behind them were also approaching them.Beyond the shadows on the ground, there are patches of reddish-brown traces, and when walking by, there is still a sticky feeling of sticking to the soles of shoes.

"This is the beginning of horror movies, right?!" Atsushi Nakajima almost collapsed.Even though he has experienced so many things in this year, this kind of feeling is definitely not included.

"Someone must be manipulating all this!"

Quan Jinghua put down the handmade dagger, took out the wooden warehouse, and faced the figures who had already walked towards them, it was a wooden warehouse.

However, Mu Cangxi seemed to have nothing to do with them.

"How do I feel that those figures are getting more and more?" Atsushi Nakajima's voice was a little fluttering. The scene now is indeed a bit too scary.

Quan Jinghua didn't speak, and the cold sweat on her forehead almost showed her situation.

In the Wanxiang Hall, I don't know if it was the illusion of the two of them, they could even see some figures floating in the air.

The scene is very hopeless.

"What the hell is going on here!" There were more and more figures, and they were getting closer and closer, but strangely, they didn't attack the two of them, but there were more and more people.