Chapter 800 Her Death Is Related to Me

The freight elevator climbed slowly and finally stopped on the sixth floor.

The silver-gray elevator door opened in front of Chen Ge, and the cold air from the air conditioner was blown into the elevator. The temperature inside the laboratory building was much lower than outside.

The bright lights reflected on the floor tiles, the hallway was very clean and there was no rubbish in sight.

"The laboratory building in the East Campus seems to look like this too, except that the lights are not turned on there."

Chen Ge stared at the glass on the door, which reflected himself.

"I seem to have been to this place before, but why do I have no memory at all." Zhang Ju raised his head slightly, and he also saw his own face on the glass, the skin was burned uneven by the fire, just looking at it made people feel uncomfortable Comfortable.

He rubbed his head, as if trying to remember something.

"It's okay if I can't remember. Sometimes I also feel this way. I just arrived in a strange place. I've never been there before, but it feels very familiar. It's like dreaming here." Singer Chen leaned on Zhang Ju's shoulder, warmly The strong palm dispelled Zhang Ju's uneasiness.

"Thank you teacher, I'm fine, but I seem to have really been here." Zhang Ju added: "It's not in a dream, it's in reality. I still vaguely remember some things in my mind. They are like A mass of charred flesh that required me to dig through the bloody surface to see them."

"Your analogy is very vivid." Chen Ge found that Zhang Ju was different from other children, and his memory retained a lot for some reason: "Come on, let's go to the dissection room first."

Chen Ge asked Zhang Ju to lead the way, and they found the dissection room at the deepest part of the corridor.

"The lights are off, and there's no one inside." Zhu Long leaned over the window on the door of the dissecting room and peeked, and with the light from the corridor, he could see the cold metal dissecting tables in the dissecting room.

Just looking at these, his body is shaking slightly, which seems to be an instinct.

"Teacher Bai, should we go in?" Zhou Tu felt a little annoyed, "If we don't go back, there will be no hot water in the water room."

"Wait a minute!" It wasn't Chen Ge who spoke, but Zhu Long who was lying on the door: "Since we're here, why don't we go in and have a look."

"The doors are locked, shall we go to the administrator now? Tell him that we want to enter the dissection room to look for supernatural phenomena? Don't be ridiculous?" Zhou Tu felt that the club he joined seemed abnormal,

He bit the tip of his tongue hard. In fact, he has been feeling uneasy since he entered this school. Having the same dream for several days in a row has already tortured him very painfully.

He has been pretending to be calm in front of ordinary people and pretending to be himself, but in fact he has reached the verge of collapse.

"A weird school, and even weirder clubs."

"Don't bother the administrator, I have the key." Chen Ge took out a bunch of keys from his pocket as he spoke: "My rights are much greater than you think."

Several members of the community did not expect that Chen Ge would have so many keys. They were very surprised. No one noticed that the numbers on the keys were different from those on the West Campus, and some keys even had blood stains on them.

Chen Ge stood with his back to the students, blocked the door with his body, rattled the key chain with one hand, and took out a scalpel and wire from the tool room with the other hand.

From the very beginning, he never thought of opening the door with a key. Because of his professional relationship, he has seen many locks and been to many schools, so he is quite confident in unlocking.

After a minute, Chen Ge saw sweat on his forehead.

"Teacher Bai, have you forgotten which key this door is?" Zhang Ju and Zhu Long surrounded him, and Chen Ge didn't expect the lock to be so difficult to open.

He quietly put away the scalpel and wire, and before the club members approached, he forced a large key into the lockhole.

"This keyhole is blocked by someone. I'll open the door first, and I'll find someone to fix it tomorrow." Chen Ge signaled Zhu Long and the others to back off, and looked around. There was no surveillance around, and they were relatively close to the stairs.

"Looking for someone to fix it?" Several clubs didn't understand what was going on, they saw Chen Ge put his foot on the door lock.

"Boom!"

The door lock, which had already been loosened by him before, could not withstand such a strong force, and the door swung open.

"Zhou Tu, you and Xiao Wang are outside. If someone comes over, you should say that they are students here. They came here to see the sound." Chen Ge said something casually, and then led Zhang Ju and Zhu Long enters the dissecting room.

"Teacher Bai wants to take the responsibility on himself?" Wang Yicheng was still a little moved. The person in front of him didn't look special, but his sometimes casual actions always made people feel very warm.

"He wants us to stand outside to help him watch the wind, right? Is this something a teacher of the people can do?" Wang Yicheng, supported by Zhou Tu, looked at the broken door.

The anatomy room in this school is only half the size of the dissecting room of Hanjiang School of Forensic Medicine, but it is well-equipped.

"The underground morgue is at Hanjiang University of Medical Sciences, and that medical school is one of the pre-missions for the school of psychics."

Chen Ge was thinking about the connection between the ghost school and the pre-quest, but he was distracted for a while, and when he turned his head, he found that the mental state of two of his club members had become abnormal.

Standing next to the dissecting table in the first row, Zhu Long gently stroked the cold metal table with his fingers as if stroking his lover's skin, his eyes were a little dazed.

Zhang Ju stood by the window. He opened the curtains and stared blankly at the picture frame hidden behind the curtains.

"Why is there a mirror frame here?" In the repair room of the faculty and staff dormitory building in the East Campus, Chen Ge saw several mirrors stained red with blood. He found that mirrors have a special meaning in this school: "Why didn't you look at to the mirror?"

"Mirrors are not allowed in the dissecting room. The mirror surface should have been taken away." Zhang Ju blurted out.

"Then how did you know there was a frame here?"

"I don't know." Zhang Ju shook his head, his voice gradually became louder: "I don't know, I really don't know, I just... just opened the curtain and saw it."

"Well, I believe in you." Chen Ge gently grabbed Zhang Ju's shoulder: "It's okay."

Half of Zhang Ju's face was covered with scars. When he was emotional, his expression was very scary, but Chen Ge didn't let go.

He felt another kind of emotional guilt from this panicked child. Under Zhang Ju's horrified expression was a heart with nowhere to go.

Chen Ge didn't know what happened to the other person, but he knew that the big lock that locked the child's memory was because the frame of the mirror in his hand was slowly loosening.

"Looking at the color and texture of the mirror frame, the owner of the mirror is most likely a girl." Many clues in Chen Ge's mind are slowly intertwining together. He remembered the story Zhang Ju told. The child seemed to have witnessed a murder.