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"Because there's no candy to eat,

Riho. "Gamma Ceti answered without raising her head.

The girl named Riho tilted her head and thought for a moment. She ran to her bedside table and rummaged through it. Then, she came back very depressed. "Shun Shun!

The candy I hid there is gone.

I wanted to give you some … "

"It's okay." Gamma Ceti finally raised her head to comfort her with a gentle expression.

"Because I ate your candy."

Riho was speechless.

What kind of comfort is this!

I'd rather you didn't tell the truth!

"When did it happen?" she said in horror.

Gamma Ceti blinked innocently. "Just this morning.

I told you to get up and go to school.

But you refused to get up.

So I said, 'If you don't get up,

I'll eat the candy you hid. 'Then you turned around and said,' Eat whatever you want '… and I went to make it. "

After such a reminder,

Riho also remembered that there seemed to be such a conversation this morning. She wanted to cry but had no tears. "I was just talking in my sleep!

And you should have left some for me? "

Gamma Ceti suddenly laughed coldly. "Impossible. There's no reason for me to give the candy that fell into my hands to others."

"— — But that was clearly my candy!"

"Ah Ah, don't be angry, Riho. I'll tutor you later.

I promise you'll get a high score at the end of this year. "

The straight-A student gave an irresistible comfort. Only then did Riho cheer up a little.

Just as the two little girls were whispering, the oldest in their dormitory, Sophora Japonica, came over to inform them that they were about to have a night conversation.

"Today, we're going to talk about the ghost stories of Aomori Welfare Institute!" Sophora Japonica said mysteriously.

It was said that she had opened her third eye since she was young and could always see things that others could not.

Riho was so scared that she shrank behind Gamma Ceti's bed.

The child was timid. Once he heard that the theme of the night was this, he shook his head desperately. "No, I won't be joining tonight's chat!"

"Really?" Sophora Japonica said disappointedly.

She then turned her expectant gaze to Gamma Ceti, who was reading peacefully.

"Are you here to play?"

"Forget about it this time.

I'll definitely attend next time. "Gamma Ceti raised the book in her hand.

"I want to finish this chapter before the teacher switches off the lights."

Sophora Japonica saw the title and author written on the cover, and she instantly realized that some of these top students were as scary as her ghost story target that night.

"Alright, then I'll go to the wall with Xiao Yue and the others to tell stories."

Gamma Ceti's dormitory had a total of ten beds, but in reality, there were only eight people living there. Two days ago, a girl was adopted by a kind-hearted family, so there was an empty bed. Now, there were only seven people living in the dormitory.

And Sophora Japonica was going to this temporarily empty bed to tell her ghost stories to her friends.

Other than Gamma Ceti and Riho, there was a girl called Tentacles who did not participate. Tentacles was busy drawing. Gamma Ceti had seen her simple drawings and doodles. They were full of spirit and vitality.

Four little girls were excitedly huddled together on one bed, chattering and telling stories with great excitement.

Gamma Ceti sometimes chose to participate in their discussions as a way to relax her mind, but most of the time, she would rather spend the time thinking about life and philosophy. After all, you could not expect a group of children who had not even graduated from primary school to come up with anything profound.

However, the content of tonight's discussion was quite interesting. Because Sophora Japonica insisted that she could see spirits, she told the previous few stories vividly, scaring the other three girls so much that they huddled together.

"Shun Shun."

Riho leaned on her bed (their beds were very close) and asked her pitifully, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Gamma Ceti rolled her eyes. 'This little idiot, if you're afraid of ghosts, then don't eavesdrop on other people's ghost stories!'

"What about the cake for tomorrow morning?"

"For you, for you!"

Hearing that there would be a cake, Shi Qing's face lit up immediately. She pulled back the blanket and slapped the mattress madly. "Come up, come up, we'll sleep together tonight. Have you brushed your teeth?"

Riho was speechless. She knew that this friend of hers would be moved by any dessert.

"… I did."

At that moment, Sophora Japonica, who was not far away from them, had just finished telling the ghost story of a kitchen knife that could cut itself in the middle of the night. She moved on to the next ghost story.

Because she was in a state of fear and excitement, she could not help but raise her voice.

"… Have you been to the toilet that the teacher forbade us from entering?

It's the one next to the storeroom on the third floor. "

"Isn't that the first toilet that we turned left after we went up the stairs?

I haven't been there before. "

Sophora Japonica cleared her throat and said mysteriously, "Let me tell you, I heard from Inoue, who has been here the longest, that when he first came here, a girl went missing in there."

"Missing?!"

"Really? How come we haven't heard of that before?!"

"Because three days later, the police who came to investigate found the girl. She was still alive and well, but she suddenly appeared in that toilet again … However, she seemed to be scared out of her wits. No matter what we asked her, she could not explain herself clearly. In the end, they had to ask a professional hero to help and seal her memory before she returned to normal.

Later, she was adopted and left this place. The director and the others also sealed up that toilet and did not allow people to enter normally. "

"So that's how it is!" The children were enlightened.

However, Xiaoyue also had a question. "But Sophora Japonica, where did you hear this from?

Logically speaking, the adults would not tell us this. "

"Who do you think would tell me?"

Huai Zi smiled mysteriously. Just like her name, she was a radical with the word "ghost" in her name. At this moment, this girl looked extremely terrifying.

Therefore, the other three girls screamed as expected. The teacher at the door poked her head in and was very dissatisfied. "Why are you screaming?

Did you win the lottery?

Or have you developed a new personality? "

"No, nothing, teacher."

The children quickly acted obedient. This was one of the compulsory lessons at the orphanage. If you were not obedient, no one would take care of you.

The teacher in charge of the ward rounds was a middle-aged woman. She also had her own children. She was about the same age as the girls in front of her. She knew that children this age were full of curiosity about the world … Therefore, she was not really angry. She just waved her hand helplessly. "It's going to be lights out soon. Those who have not used the toilet or brushed their teeth, please go."

"Yes, teacher!"

Gamma Ceti did not take this ghost story to heart. After all, it was better to believe in science.

Moreover, ever since the emergence of 'personalities', many supernatural phenomena could be explained by superpowers. For example, the kitchen knife that automatically cut vegetables could be a chef with a metallic personality secretly practicing his knife skills. Another example would be the white-clothed figure floating on the rooftop, which was actually a lovelorn accountant who used his' personality 'on the rooftop after getting drunk. Another example would be the skeleton specimen that suddenly appeared in the storeroom. The reason for that was that it was lent to a nearby medical student in the morning for an experiment. As a result, the remnant of its' personality 'only acted up at a certain point in time …

Therefore, even though Gamma Ceti was not a master, she was brave. She calmly closed her book and went to sleep.

However, perhaps it was because there was one more person in her small single bed, and she drank two more mouthfuls of water before going to bed, causing her to sleep a little restlessly. She opened her eyes at around three o 'clock in the morning.

Hiss … Toilet, toilet, toilet.

The poor little fellow quietly climbed out of bed without alerting anyone in the dormitory.

She groped her way out of the room in the dark. She wanted to reach the familiar toilet at the end of the corridor. However, when she reached the door, she realized that the toilet door was locked from the inside. A piece of paper was stuck on the door.

[The water pipe is leaking. It will be repaired tomorrow. Please be careful when you walk.]

Huh?

The water pipe is broken?

Gamma Ceti's drowsy brain suddenly woke up. She glared at the paper with dissatisfaction. However, there was nothing she could do. She could not hold it in, right?

Therefore, she stumbled down the stairs. The child remembered that there was a toilet at the same place downstairs.

However, when she ran past the corner of the stairs, she did not notice that the '4' sign on the wall behind her had turned into a '3'.

The stalker found a chair and sat in the corner. He pointed his gun at the two hostages who were still under hypnosis. She did not know what kind of emotions were flashing in his eyes under the tactical goggles on his face.

Unbeknownst to Shi Junyi, in the monitoring room a few walls away, Nian Ze Li Chong finally called the enemy he had been thinking about all this time.

In the past few years, he had committed countless sins and naturally killed many innocent people. Every time, he would maliciously imagine that it was his senior brother's face.

His eyes were open, his tongue was out, and his blood flowed all over the floor …

One day … the man who had cast a shadow over his life would die at his feet, just like his teacher!

"Takuya Saionji, do you still remember who I am?"

The leader of the robbers, who looked arrogant on the outside but was actually calm on the inside, spoke into the microphone. However, he deliberately used a voice changer to make his voice sound completely neutral, and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

The rich man on the other end of the phone turned on the loudspeaker in front of everyone who was concerned about this matter. At the same time, the technicians sent by the police hurriedly began to frantically track the line and locate the source of the signal.

"Ah …" Takuya Saionji deliberately said slowly, his voice sounding apologetic. "I'm sorry, I don't know when I offended you, and I can't tell who you are."

In the monitoring room, Niisawa Riichong sat with his legs crossed. Purple Hair, who was sitting next to him, was holding a laptop and was sweating profusely as he did the encryption operation. The screen next to him showed that there was still one minute and twelve seconds left in the encryption time.

"Since you are so forgetful, I will make a long story short!"

Niisawa Riichong knew that he didn't have much time, so he immediately chose to cut to the chase. "Presumably, Saionji, you have also noticed that your son didn't come home on time today, right?"

Takuya Saionji was stunned speechless for a few seconds. He didn't expect that the robbers were really after his son, and that they had kidnapped the wrong person?!

He looked up at the butler Benoit, who was standing behind the sofa and waiting quietly. The middle-aged butler in a tuxedo nodded elegantly at him and pointed at the ceiling above everyone with a white-gloved finger, hinting that the young master was indeed at home.

However, since Takuya Saionji was determined to save the innocent child, he picked up an empty glass and pretended to drop it on the ground. He shouted in shock and anger, "What!

Zaio hasn't come home yet … Benoit, call him right now! "

Hearing the crisp sound of the glass shattering on the other end of the phone, the robbers looked at each other and laughed silently. Hey, hey, is the head of a conglomerate always so impatient?

However, Niisawa Riichong was full of confidence. As far as he knew, Takuya Saionji and his French wife only had one son. If he died here, wouldn't it take a few more years to cultivate a qualified successor?

Therefore, problems that could be solved with money were not problems in the eyes of the robbers.

Under everyone's gaze, Benoit pretended to dial, and after a few seconds, he replied in Japanese with an obvious foreign accent, "Mr. Takuya, I can't reach the young master's phone."

"Hahaha, Saionji, can you recognize the situation now?" The robbers laughed arrogantly.

Takuya Saionji said seriously into the phone, "But … how did Zaio fall into your hands?!

Who are you, and what do you want?! "