Today I scare non-humans again [Unlimited]

The class time is neither long nor short. The class is concentrated in the afternoon. There is only one reading class in the morning, and the rest is free time to go out.

Today is sunny, sunny and warm.

Usually, Jiang Heng would stay on the small lawn outside the "House" and bask in the sun.

Klein happily ran to the old place to look for Jiang Heng, but found that Jiang Heng was already followed by two people.

Wang Mingke and Zhang Fangqing.

"Jiang Heng, good morning." Klein ran to Jiang Heng and greeted him with a smile.

Jiang Heng was talking to Zhang Fangqing about what happened last night, when he heard the sound, he turned his head: "Good morning, Klein."

"Good morning... why is Zhang Fangqing crying?" Klein was surprised.

Wang Mingke was frantically trying to comfort Zhang Fangqing, but the effect was not good.

Jiang Heng approached Zhang Fangqing and comforted him warmly: "Don't be sad. She definitely wouldn't want to see you cry."

Zhang Fangqing raised her head, and Jiang Heng's gentle face appeared in front of her eyes, which made her a little dazed.

Jiang Heng's silver bracelet trembled slightly, but only slightly.

Seeing that Zhang Fangqing seemed to have calmed down, Jiang Heng turned to Klein.

"Klein."

Klein felt that Jiang Heng didn't look very emotional.

"Chen Xian is dead."

"..."

Klein opened his eyes wide, quite shocked: "...you said...what?"

He was a little stunned by the sudden and painful news: "Jiang Heng, are you sleepy again? Chen Xian left the adoption home yesterday to go to work?"

Jiang Heng lowered his eyes, covering his fluctuating eyes.

Wang Mingke opened his mouth, but still said: "She was taken out of the 'Gate', and then killed, killed by a monster brought by Shelley."

With the beginning, the rest of the story can be easily narrated. When Wang Mingke finished speaking, Klein was still immersed in unbelievable emotions.

"...Are you guys joking?" Klein forced a smile.

No one answered him, only Zhang Fangqing sobbed slightly.

Klein seemed to have been drained of strength, his legs were limp, and he took two steps back.The chill that invaded the bone marrow slowly crawled all over the body.

Chen Xian is dead.

The chaperone is the enemy.

There is a monster that will kill them.

Everything in the foster home is a scam.

Klein found it inconceivable that they had been living in deception all along, like a group of fattened lambs waiting to be slaughtered, who never noticed the approach of the butcher knife.

Jiang Heng trembled his feather-like eyelashes: "We have to find a way to escape."

"How to escape...? There are high walls all around, and the only passable 'Gate' is usually closed!" Klein was a little emotional.

He likes wandering around in the adoption center the most, for which he violated the rules many times, was reported to the guardian by the ear of Jason the zebra, and then received a bunch of fines.

No one is more familiar with the ins and outs of this orphanage than he is, and no one knows better than him that it is not easy to escape.

"If you can't escape, you have to escape." Jiang Heng raised his eyes, and the sunlight reflected his eyes brightly.

Klein opened his mouth to refute, but the words stuck in his throat.

What Jiang Heng said was completely correct, but he himself didn't want to admit it.

Seeing this, Wang Mingke echoed: "Yes! We must escape, otherwise we are waiting to die. There will always be a way."

Zhang Fangqing took a deep breath: "Yes... There is always a way..."

Klein looked around at the people, then at Jiang Heng who had calm eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Jiang Heng glanced at his escort who was watching them from a distance beside "House": "Wang Mingke, do you remember when was the last game?"

Wang Mingke was stunned for a moment, and quickly gave an answer: "Two weeks ago?"

Jiang Heng blinked: "What about the last time?"

Wang Mingke began to understand what Jiang Heng wanted to ask: "Three weeks ago, and the previous one was more than four weeks ago, to be precise, 29 days ago."

"Over the years, the shortest interval between two games is one week, which is seven days." Wang Mingke concluded.

Klein asked strangely: "How do you know so clearly?"

Wang Mingke replied generously: "I did a survey to find out when I will leave the adoption home at the latest, so I can make preparations."

"..." Klein was a little speechless, Wang Mingke was really idle.

Zhang Fangqing subconsciously burst into laughter: "Wang Mingke has always liked to get to the bottom of problems."

Jiang Heng pursed his lips and said with a smile: "This is a good thing."

Everyone felt a little relieved.

Jiang Heng stretched his eyebrows and judged based on the data given by Wang Mingke: "The minimum interval between two games is seven days. Judging from the current interval, the earliest start time of the next game may be five days later."

"We have to figure out a way to escape before then." Jiang Heng said.

"Five days...the time is too little." Zhang Fangqing was worried.

Klein cheered up a bit: "It's better than coming tomorrow."

Jiang Heng looked at Klein: "Klein, you are most familiar with the terrain of the orphanage."

Klein, who was named, straightened his back involuntarily.

"Is there really nowhere in the adoption home that is easier to sneak out?" Jiang Heng's brows furrowed.

Klein racked his brains and thought for a while: "If it's climbing the wall, it's definitely not possible. The height of the wall is too high, at least five meters. We don't have a ladder, and there is no point of strength on the wall."

"The 'Gate' is definitely not good, it would be bad if it was opened..." Klein struggled.

Klein suddenly realized: "Ah! There is a place where it might work!"

Wang Mingke was nervous: "Where?"

Klein said: "Isn't there a forest in front of the 'Gate'? The forest actually covers a large area, and there is actually a door in a remote place, but it is airtight and covered by the bushes. You can’t even see it if you run over there.”

Zhang Fangqing asked weakly: "Is it on?"

Klein hesitated: "It should be. Last time I almost opened it, but the free time just ended. I was afraid of being scolded by Jason, so I hurried back to the 'House'."

Jiang Heng yawned, he didn't sleep well yesterday, he is a little sleepy now: "That might work. But we can't be sure what's behind that door?"

Wang Mingke nodded: "Yeah. If the door doesn't lead to the outside of the wall, or if someone is guarding it, then all the joy will be in vain."

Jiang Heng rubbed his eyes: "I still have to go and have a look, to explore the way."

He looked at Klein with sleepy eyes, tried to open his eyes wide, and braced himself: "Klein, is that door far from here?"

Klein shook his head: "It's not far, it takes about half an hour to go back and forth."

Jiang Heng slowly showed a smile, and the dimples on his cheeks spread slightly: "There's not enough time, let's go and have a look now."

Few people come back to this part of the woods. After all, it looks like a lush and messy bush, and some insects may fly out.

Klein was leading the way, and everyone was surprised to find that there was a trail covered with dense bushes, leading straight ahead.

"So there is a trail here." Even Wang Mingke, who had comprehensive information, was quite surprised.

Jiang Heng also felt novelty, and he had never discovered a hidden path here.

Klein was a little proud: "If you hadn't wandered around here all day, it would be absolutely impossible to find out! I'm different."

Jiang Heng suddenly stared at Klein's shoulder with extremely focused eyes, and Klein, who was looking proudly, was baffled.

"What's the matter, Jiang Heng, why are you staring at me?" Klein couldn't help asking.

Jiang Heng stretched out his hand and pointed to Klein's shoulder: "There is a blue caterpillar on your right shoulder."

Klein's smug expression froze on his face, and he stopped abruptly, looking like a solidified wax figure.

"Where is it?" Klein asked.

Jiang Heng obediently made the announcement: "He is lying on your right shoulder, and is slowly creeping towards your neck, there are about seven centimeters left, now it is six centimeters, and there are still five—"

Klein was shocked: "Help me get it down quickly! Stop broadcasting!"

After the episode, the door quickly appeared in front of everyone. Unlike the other extremely tall doors in the orphanage, this door was designed to be a bit short, and if the escort wanted to pass through, it might be a bit reluctant.

"There is such a small door in the adoption center." Wang Mingke sighed.

The material of the door is the same as the door in "House", it is all wooden, with some old dark red paint on it, and some parts are slightly worn.

Jiang Heng touched it with his hands, and his fingertips were covered with a thick layer of dust: "It seems that there is little care here."

Klein didn't observe so carefully when he came last time. Seeing Jiang Heng's movements, he leaned over and took a look curiously: "Is this door so dirty? But I didn't touch it when I held the doorknob last time." Grey, I thought it was pretty clean."

Jiang Heng caught the point of Klein's words: "Is there no dust on the doorknob?"

Hearing this, Wang Mingke walked up to Jiang Heng, and glanced at the doorknob: "There is indeed no dust, and it is surprisingly clean. It feels like someone should wipe it often, or—"

"Or people often come to open the door." Zhang Fangqing whispered, and then suggested, "Why don't we check if there is any dust on the top of the door panel, if not, it proves that this door is often opened by someone."

Jiang Heng bent his eyes and said softly: "Zhang Fangqing is so smart, let's take a look."

After everyone voted, it was decided that Jiang Heng, who was the strongest, would lift Zhang Fangqing, who was the lightest.

"Is there any dust on it?" Jiang Heng stared at the ground in a gentlemanly manner.

Zhang Fangqing reached out and lifted the door panel: "No, it's very clean."

Jiang Heng put him down.

"It's strange. People often come to open the door, but they don't take good care of it." Wang Mingke rubbed his chin, lost in thought.

Klein was active in his thinking: "Could it be that the door can't be taken care of, but that person has to come to open the door?"

Zhang Fangqing was a little dizzy by Klein's genius logic: "It's strange that I can't take care of it but I have to come to open the door..."

Jiang Heng felt that Klein's statement was a little possible: "No matter what, just go in and have a look."

With everyone's unanimous consent, Jiang Heng stepped forward, grabbed the door handle, and slowly opened the dark red dilapidated wooden door.

A "creaking" sound symbolizing the age was heard in his ears, Jiang Heng took a step inside, and gently sniffed the air inside.

There is no old musty smell and choking dust particles, and there are indeed frequent visitors in this door.

"It's so dark inside." Klein, who was behind Jiang Heng, looked in over Jiang Heng's shoulder.

Jiang Heng squinted his eyes, and with the help of a few beams of sunlight seeping in from outside the door, he found an equally worn-out oil lamp.A box of matches was thoughtfully placed beside the oil lamp.

Jiang Heng walked into the door, made room for the other three to come in, and then picked up the oil lamp and matches.

Wang Mingke noticed Jiang Heng's actions, and took the initiative to say: "Let me get the oil lamp, Jiang Heng, come and help light the lamp."

Jiang Heng handed over the oil lamp, then struck a match to light the wick.

The light of the oil lamp is not weak, and it illuminates the whole room at once.

Zhang Fangqing suddenly covered her mouth, her voice trembling: "Then, what are those?"