Chapter 50

A dreamless night.

The next morning, Mokaka slept in and didn't crawl out of the quilt until half past eight.

Putting on the thick sweater, Mokaka rubbed his eyes and prepared to get out of bed to wash up.

Crawling under the bed, Mokaka smelled a strange smell in the air.

Because his sense of smell was not sensitive just after getting up in the morning, Mokaka walked to the trash can and smelled it. It was full of the aroma of braised chicken bones, which was not the source of the strange smell.

"That's weird, where does this fishy smell come from?"

She turned around in confusion, closed her eyes and followed her feelings. She touched the edge of Sun Yulan's bed and found that Sun Yulan had wrapped her whole body in the quilt, leaving only the top of her head exposed.

She closed her eyes and sniffed, confirming that the source of the smell was Sun Yulan's bed.

"Lan Lan, is your aunt here?"

Mokaka called several times, but when Sun Yulan didn't answer, she finally felt something was wrong.

She tentatively lifted a section of the quilt, and was shocked to find that Sun Yulan's body was gone, her lower body had disappeared, and there was only a bloody head left in the quilt!

"Help! Someone is alive!"

Mokaka immediately rushed out of the dormitory and ran hard in the corridor.

She slapped every dormitory door she passed along the way, waking everyone up. For a moment, she woke up everyone who was still awake.

The girls opened the door and stood in the corridor, asking her what was wrong.

"It's dead! My roommate is dead! I woke up this morning and found that she had been killed, with only one head left! The murderer might still be in our dormitory! Everyone, please call the police!"

"Yes, call the police! Call the police immediately!"

“Don’t forget to contact the counselor!”

"Someone, go call the dormitory aunt and tell them that someone died!"

A few girls immediately took out their mobile phones to make a call. The remaining girls couldn't believe it. They looked at the open door and felt a little scared. Some were even so scared that they cried. However, there were bold ones who didn't think it was a big deal. A group of people sneaked into Mokaka's dormitory to take pictures and watch.

Ye Shangyu lived on the fifth floor, which happened to be the same floor as the deceased Sun Yulan.

Mokaka knocked on the door but did not knock on her side, but there was a lot of noise in the corridor, so Ye Shangyu came out and heard that someone died mysteriously, and immediately pretended to be part of the fun, and squeezed into the dormitory where the incident happened. Look at dead people.

"...Is this Sun Yulan? I heard that only one of her heads was chopped off, and her death was too tragic!"

"Sun Yulan must have offended someone. Has she been immoral in her private life? Otherwise, how much hatred must be required to cut someone like this? I think the murderer must have premeditated it, and Sun Yulan must have problems herself. Otherwise, Mokaka would be fine, but Sun Yulan would be dead. "

"..."

Several girls talked about it, and even took photos and posted them online to arouse the admiration of others.

Ye Shangyu mingled among the group of people, keeping his eyes on Sun Yulan and her quilt.

Last night, she and Bai Yan spent half the night reading the files, and she hurried back in front of the dormitory gate.

After returning home, she kept looking at the pictures saved on her phone, and she remembered more than twenty files by heart. She remembered that there was a file related to quilts.

"You have to tell them that a strange story has appeared."

"Isn't this bad?"

Looking at the half-cut head exposed, the girl who took the photo also felt scared. However, thinking that the corpse could attract more heat, she gritted her teeth and lifted up the quilt. However, she was so frightened by the scene under the quilt that the soles of her feet were numb. Even the photo I didn’t even bother to take pictures.

Inside the quilt, there was a hellish scene.

There was a big tear in the quilt cover, and the cotton was covered with blood, turning into bright red bloody cotton.

The amount of bleeding was so large, but Sun Yulan's lower body was missing, leaving only a dead head kicking them, and the dead eyes were full of fear.

Suddenly there was only the sound of breathing in the dormitory. This horrifying sight made the more courageous girls unable to hold on.

After roughly understanding the situation, Ye Shangyu quietly slipped out of the dormitory.

She had many questions to ask Mokaka, but Mokaka was surrounded by a group of girls and was bowing his head crying. It was really not the time to ask.

Before the police arrived, Ye Shangyu left the dormitory building with his notebook and met the two people standing at the three-way intersection.

"Sister Ye, a strange story happened. Which one in the file is it?"

"Number 5."

The three of them left the school and opened a small private room. Bai Yan took out the file that Ye Shangyu mentioned, glanced at it and said, "What exactly happened?"

"A girl died with only one head left. There was a crack in her quilt. Someone must have gotten in." Ye Shangyu said concisely.

"Sure enough, it looks very similar to No. 5." Bai Yan compared it and said: "The president once went to the victim's home to investigate, and he encountered this kind of ghost. The pillows, mattresses, quilts, including the pillows all had ghosts hidden in them. , these ghosts can also move and even transfer to people's clothes. The president was tricked and the ghost got into his clothes during the investigation. "

"The clothes are so thin, how did the ghost get in?" Luo Xing raised his hand, looking like a good student asking a question.

"You've already said it's a ghost, so don't worry about it. Can a ghost still talk to you about physics?" Bai Yan touched his chin and said, "But the president is also a ruthless person. After he figured it out, he immediately took off his clothes and ran naked. He rushed out of the haunted house. Fortunately, it was night when he was investigating, otherwise if he met someone on the street, the consequences would be..."

Bai Yan clicked his tongue twice and couldn't help laughing when he thought of that scene.

Although the president has turned into a ghost, this does not prevent him from being happy.

"It's not good to talk about people behind their backs. Besides, it's a ghost, maybe there is a sense of it..."

Bai Yan was choked by Luo Xing and almost choked.

He was about to say to the little brat, "Stop talking and do your test paper", but found that Luo Xing rarely brought a test paper and was concentrating on flipping through the files.

He was even more depressed.

"Okay, be quiet, I want to listen to something."

Ye Shangyu was typing on the keyboard. The two of them leaned over to look and found that the screen showed an unfamiliar girl, and a policeman was questioning her.

"Well, Mo Kaka, she is taking a statement at the police station."

"Boss, please protect me, do you have teammates?" Bai Yan asked with a smile.

Ye Shangyu glanced at Bai Yan and said lightly: "Let's talk about this after the game. Let's listen to the transcript first."

The three people's attention was focused on the screen. Ye Shangyu adjusted the volume of the notebook, so Mo Kaka's voice was extremely clear to everyone.

"..."

"...Nothing special happened, really. I slept very soundly last night. I didn't hear any other noises, and I didn't feel that someone sneaked into the dormitory."

"Hidden under the bed? This is unlikely. The bottom of our bed is very narrow. It's hard to stretch your arms in, and no one can get in."

"The toilet is impossible. We went there several times before going to bed last night. How could there be someone there?"

"No, I really didn't hear any sound."

"What happened yesterday? Yesterday afternoon, Lanlan and I played with our mobile phones in the dormitory together, and read gossip in the school forum together. In the evening, she went downstairs to collect the quilt and came back. We ate a braised chicken together, played with the phone for a while, and went to bed together when the lights were turned off..."

"Enemy? Lanlan has no enemies. She is a home girl like me and has no boyfriend. We usually don't go out if we can. Lanlan Very good temper, never offends anyone."

"Something different from usual? ...By the way, Lanlan read a horror story in a forum called 'Ghost Night Talk'. She said it was about a quilt and scared her. Uncle police, it is impossible for a person to be silent after being chopped off with only a head left. Do you think Lanlan was killed by a ghost?"

"..."

After Mokaka finished recording, Ye Shangyu asked while typing on the keyboard: "What do you think? Let's brainstorm."

"Forum, obviously there is something wrong with that forum." Bai Yan replied: "Ye Zi, can you find that post?"

"Wait, what did you call me?"

"Ye Zi, Luo Xing and I both have two characters in our names, which are more convenient to call, and three characters are more difficult."

"Whatever you want." Ye Shangyu looked at Bai Yan deeply, lowered his head and continued to fiddle with things on the computer.

After a while, she suddenly frowned and said to the two of them: "Try to see if you can log in to this forum with your mobile phone."

"I logged in." Bai Yan said: "Let me make it clear in advance, I don't want to click on that post to try. Sun Yulan died by clicking on that post. I guess she will encounter strange stories after reading the story. I'm not ready yet."

"No need to click on it, you can't click on it, the post is gone!" Ye Shangyu frowned: "I checked the browsing history of Sun Yulan's mobile phone, it shows that she read gossip for a long time in the school forum, but she didn't click on the "Ghost Talk Night" section at all."

"The post disappeared? I guess we didn't trigger the conditions." Bai Yan pondered: "Is it only visible at a certain time? Or once someone triggers a strange story, the post will disappear?"

"It's possible." Luo Xing looked at the phone and said: "But there is another possibility. The disappearance of old posts does not mean that new posts will not appear. We'd better not click randomly in the forum. If someone clicks on a strange story post, we will be the protagonist of the next strange story."

Even though they found important clues, the investigation was still in trouble.

Everyone was afraid to act rashly, watching the "Ghost Night Talk" section with deep hatred.

In fact, it's not that there is no solution, but this method is too unethical, and no one has proposed it.

Seeing that Ye Shangyu and Luo Xing were silent, it was obvious that they were planning to rely on time.

Seeing Ye Shangyu frequently looking here, with an expression that said you are the one who does this kind of thing, speak up quickly, Bai Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't we spend money to hire someone to help us?"

"Okay, the matter of hiring someone is up to you." Ye Shangyu immediately said, "You proposed it, go."

Bai Yan glanced at Luo Xing and thought that if he dared to go, the next one to hang him on the forum would be this kid.

High school students still hold a childish attitude towards the world and cannot accept this unethical approach. In addition, there is actually another way, but this method is a bit more troublesome.

"Forget it. Can you help me check the users of 'Ghost Night Talk'? This section has very little traffic, with only a few people visiting it every day. I see that the number of clicks is marked on all the posts, and each post has someone clicking on it. If we find those people and ask them one by one, we can always fill in the content of these posts."