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  Or perhaps there are other secrets hidden in Building C?

  Whichever it is, her is good news for them.

  He couldn't uand why the ghost would e after him instead of going after Jiang g or the fat guy.

  "Don't think too much about it," Yu Wen said cautiously, keeping her eyes on the road ahead. "From now on, don't touything unless it's necessary."

  "But..." Zhou Taifu, still pale from fear, hesitated. "There are some pces we 't avoid—"

  Yu Wen gave Zhou Taifu a gnce, signaling him to look where she was looking. He saw a small, thin figure ahead.

  At the front, Feng Lan held her phone as a fshlight and softly remihem, "Miss Yu, Mr. Zhou, it's dark ahead, be careful."

  "You should worry more about yourself," Zhou Taifu muttered softly, so only he and Yu Wen could hear.

  "Creak—"

  "Creak—"

  The sound of fri came from the women's bathroom at the interse of two hallways.

  The sound was faint, but strangely, it had an unexpinable allure. It was the kind of sound that made you feel like your soul was slipping away.

  The wind quietly blew through the bathroom, causing a bck leather strap left by the sink to stir, flipping over. Just as it was about to fall to the floor, it stopped mid-air in an eerie manner.

  It was as if an invisible hand had caught it.

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  The sky gradually darkened, and the women's bathroom became blurry. Everything turned into deep bck outlines, as though crushed and refed in the darkness.

  A faint light reflected off the mirror, showing a gleaming dagger.

  The dagger was in the mirror, held by an indistinguishable bck figure.

  Meanwhile, the fat guy stared at the file of the only man in it, and tless infuriating ses fshed through his mind.

  The dead ballet girl, the missing male teacher, the students who graduated within just a few months, the school's name ge, the celed dance department, and the graduation photos devoid of any joy or life...

  Even just pieg these clues together haphazardly foretold tragedy.

  "Doctor," the fat guy said gravely, "I think that male teacher must have done something to the girl. She couldn’t take it, so she itted suicide. After her death, she turned into a ghost seeking revenge."

  "The school probably tried to cover up such a serious io protect its reputation and enrollment. To prevent it from happening again, they celed the dance department and rushed the students to graduate. Later, they even ged the school's name."

  "That expins why we haven't seen a single man in this school. After that event, they probably stopped hiring male teachers," the fat guy tihen added, "And doctor, do you remember? All the security staff and cafeteria workers are women too."

  "Except for us, this pce is full of women," the fat guy licked his lips nervously. "This pce is an o of women."

  Jiang g tilted his head, giving the fat guy a strange look that made him feel guilty.

  "Doctor," the fat guy nervously swallowed, clutg the file folder, "If you’ve got something to say, just say it. Don’t look at me like that, it’s making my back hurt."

  "Why did you lick your lips?" Jiang g asked seriously.

  The fat guy frowned, fused. "What?"

  "I asked, why did you lick your lips when you mentiohe school being full of women?" Jiang g repeated.

  The fat guy was stunned. "Did I?"

  "You did," Jiang g nodded. "Try saying 'this pce is an o of women' again."

  The fat guy repeated, "Except for us, this pce is full of women—it's an o of women." He paused and then licked his lips again.

  "See?" Jiang g said. "You did it again!"

  The fat guy said, "Doctor... I don't think this is the time to discuss whether or not I’m lig my lips. We’re in a dire situation here, and something terrible must have happeo that girl, leaving her filled with rage."

  Jiang g shook his head. "No, that’s not it."

  "Not it?" The fat guy's tone shifted, thinking Jiang g must have uncovered something important.

  Cautiously, the fat guy asked, "Doctor, do you think the problem isn’t with the girl?"

  "No," Jiang g shook his head again. "I meant what you said earlier was wrong."

  The fat guy, frustrated, retorted, " we please drop the lip-lig thing? Are we seriously still on that?"

  "No, I mean before that."

  "Before that?" The fat guy blinked and then slowly repeated, "Except for us, the school is full of wom—"

  "That's enough," Jiang g cut him off, leaning forward with an oddly serious tohis school isirely full of women. There’s still one man here."

  The fat guy fell silent for a moment before an image of an old, pale face fshed in his mind.

  Ihere was oher man. But instinctively, he had ignored him because... the man was too old and had a crippled leg. Even if you wound back the clock ten years, he’d still be too old.

  He didn’t seem to have either the motive or the ability to it such crimes.

  "Doctor," the fat guy said awkwardly, "Are you seriously suggesting that guy could... still...?"

  "Who knows?" Jiang g spread his hands. "I hit puberty te—I’m still getting ae. Maybe that guy matured evehan me. Even though he looks old, maybe his... skills are still sharp."

  The fat guy quickly interjected, "Doctor, stop messing around. Late bloomers like you are probably one in a million. Don’t give that old guy too much credit."

  "And besides, if he were as ing as you, he wouldn’t be in such a sorry state now," the fat guy cluded fidently.

  Unfortunately, the man in the photo was standing off to the side, and due to the poor camera quality, his face wasn’t clear—just a vague outline could be seen.

  With no more clues, the two decided there was no point in discussing it further. They packed up the camera and file and prepared to leave.

  After cheg, they realized the camera battery was down to 10%, with the battery bar turning red. It wouldn’t st much longer.

  Ae searg the camera bag thhly, they couldn’t find a charger.

  "Let’s go," Jiang g said, patting the camera bag. "Looks like we’ll have to visit the equipment room—maybe we ask the old man for a charger."

  "Doctor, I admire your optimism," the fat guy muttered, following closely behind. "I just hope we don’t end up needing more than just a charger."

  Jiang g suddenly stopped in his tracks.

  The fat guy, puzzled, looked ahead. Jiang g had opehe door, but the se outside made his eyes widen in shock.

  (End of the Chapter)

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