Chapter 137: .Station Fright

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Concise Jia: "..."
Mom, is this scaring people to cry?
"Hey, how terrible I am."
But someone did not have the slightest conscious, "If you answer my question well, I will turn you back-of course, if you want to do something after this, you won't want to know the consequences."
...Wait, it has become a threat directly later, right? !
Jian Mingjia was stunned by the crowd watching. She recalled her usual disposition of being a teenager, and decided to shut up and watch the show.
"I, I promise you," the little girl whispered, "I will definitely not make trouble this time."
Lin Youxin said that it actually worked.
She pondered for a moment, reached out and took the mirror off, and hung it back again.
The little girl hiding in the mirror carefully poked her head out of the corner.
Jian Mingjia gasped subconsciously.
Both of them had seen the face in the missing person notice posted on the telephone pole—just two hours ago. In the photo, the little girl with light golden natural curls smiled brightly and cutely, but now she is completely different in the mirror.
The original white and tender skin was glowing with weird brown, wrinkled like tree bark, and the blond hair was drooping, and only the facial features could vaguely see the previous shadow.
"I'm sorry," she hesitated, "I just want to scare you, not malicious."
Let go of this first.
"Are you Emily?" Lin You asked.
The little girl gave her a little surprised.
"I don't remember," she replied, "you can call it whatever you like."
Can not remember?
Lin You looked at her, but did not see any trace of lying on her face, "Then how much do you remember?"
"Only a little impression."
The little girl rubbed her fingers and said unsure: "I used to have my parents who loved me very much, and... I woke up in a place with a lot of pipes and machines. I remember it was very big, surrounded by cardboard boxes and wooden boards on the ground. They are all dirty, and there are several kids around my age..."
machine? box?
Lin You quickly thought of the place closest to this description.
"You mean the factory?"
Emily rolled her eyes and gave a soft "um".
"It should be... Anyway, I was here at the time," she pleaded, "but they are still normal, please-please save them!"
Glancing up and down at the little girl in the mirror, Lin You suddenly smiled.
"Okay," she said in Emily's surprised eyes, "it's wrapped around me."

"Lin You!"
Geng Qinghe, who was leaning on the handrail of the stairs and waiting for the two of them, was thinking about life. When Jian Mingjia’s yelling almost slipped back, he managed to stabilize his balance and quickly said: "What's the matter?"
"Let's go," Lin You pointed out, "Go and see which factory nearby has no one to use for a long time."
"You stop!"
Jian Mingjia couldn't help but pulled her sleeves.
"Think about how long this has passed. How could the kidnapped kids still be there even if they were alive? In case you go there will only be lanky ghosts—"
Lin You: "That's just right."
Concise Jia: "..."
Oh, Minato, forgot that this guy has taken the card all the time.
"You..." Geng Qinghe, who didn't hear the cause of the incident, was still confused, "What are you talking about?"
"The ghost in the mirror in this guy's room is a little girl who was abducted by a lanky ghost."
Jian Mingjia explained: "Then she said that she was dead, but she had seen other children alive and being hidden in a factory. Please ask us to save them."
Hearing what she said, Lin You was happy, "Do you really believe what she said?"
Jian Mingjia: "..................Huh?"
"When it comes to the factory, the guidance is too obvious. The child is really a child." She said, "Moreover, Emily deliberately concealed a little-if she was there, she would go into the mirror, and who put her on The apartment?"
"Sure, it's possible that Miller picked it up, but what if it's a lanky ghost?"
Jian Mingjia has a dime behind.
"Why would he do this?" she murmured.
"Style?"
Lin Yu spread his hands.
"It's evident from the liking to torture victims a little bit to their mental breakdown."
"There is a very classic game," she said. "Although it is not stated explicitly, there are almost all the clues that led the protagonist to discover the truth. He prepared it, and then killed her when she thought she could finally escape."
She shrugged, "Maybe it's called ‘I just like you when you know the truth but still show me helpless’."
"He can also turn the killer into his own agent-in short, if Emily is the agent of the lanky ghost, that is, he asks Emily to induce me to go to the factory," Lin You said, "there Maybe something is really waiting."
As for whether it is the deity or whoever it is, it is hard to say.
But risks and benefits coexist, and the protagonist of that game almost found a way to eliminate the elongated ghost.
"So you really want to go?" Geng Qinghe said stiffly.
The answer was Lin You's smile.
Why don’t you just come and count?
A pair of peach blossom eyes are curved, and the ends of the eyes are raised. She smiled beautifully, but smiled so Geng Qinghe and Jian Ming Jiasheng once again lit a candle to the elongated ghost in their hearts.
Often walking by the river, there are no wet shoes, you always have to if you walk too much at night!
Although it is a ghost of the devil.
"Okay," Jian Mingjia took the lead and walked down, "then go find someone to ask."
It was a coincidence.
When they stepped down the last step, someone happened to push the door in.
With a beard and beard full of chin, the man throws the key at the front desk at him, and he can see his identity—it is undoubtedly the manager of this apartment.
Lin You quickly glanced at the name tag on his chest.
"...Mr. Alva," she asked, "has any factory in the town closed down before?"
"Not near this suburb."
The bearded man replied: "Just go out and walk straight for more than twenty minutes, and you can see it to the left-why are you asking this?"
"Just ask," it may be that her appearance is too deceptive, and it really didn't arouse the suspicion of the other party, "I just heard that there seems to be a business downturn."
"Oh, then pay attention."
He reminded.
"No one goes there. It's too dangerous to be in disrepair. I don't know what is there."
I was planning to go there to meet the three of a certain BOSS: "............Ahahaha."
"It's still a bit far in this way, no wonder the suburbs."
Stepping out of the apartment door some distance, the concise master set up a pergola, and looked from a distance in the direction the beard manager said, "Ah-I see a shadow."
As the surrounding buildings became sparser, the factory buildings were also closer.
This house has a large area, and there are weeds in the driveway around it, which looks abandoned for a long time. The rolling shutter door is not known by who cut it out. Although it is still curled and closed, it is still enough for a person to get in by falsely lifting it.
Just be careful.
Be careful not to be cut by the iron piece. As soon as Lin You successfully got into the factory, she was choked with the dust that had accumulated for so many years inside.
"Cough, cough!"
Then Jian Mingjia who came in couldn't help complaining, "Why is this so bad?"
"It's been a long time since it's been abandoned?" Geng Qinghe, who stayed at the end of the rolling shutter door, also got in, and Lin You looked around, "It's so dark."
There was nothing in the factory building as if the sun was shining outside, except for the glimmer of light leaking from the rolling shutters.
Lin You opened her pocket.
"Okay, necessary props for horror games," she said, "nuclear flashlight—just kidding, I found it in my suitcase last night."
In addition to changing clothes, the two boxes are daily necessities, so they can be used.
"...Is this electricity enough?" Geng Qinghe still remembered the one that failed not long after last time.
"I even brought the battery."
Lin You pressed the flashlight, and a bright white light penetrated the darkness, illuminating the scene in front of him, "Why don't you find the switch first?"
That said, no one knows where the switch is. The only means of lighting was a flashlight. Jian Mingjia was worried all the way, when the sudden movement made her hair blow up.
She reflexively stirred her spirit, and then realized that she accidentally kicked a foam board.
But in the next second, he hangs on before he relaxes.
It was not her voice, the movement was still ringing.
Something that looked like a human came into their field of vision.
The black, thin, thin clothes hung on "it" in broken pieces, and the ribs protruded very clearly. "It" is almost the height of an adult, and when the rotten and distorted face turned to them, the screams far beyond the human vocal range almost pierced the eardrums of the three.
... so sharp!
Lin You was conditioned to cover her ears by the rotting corpse. Seeing the other party stumbling and running at an astonishing speed, she turned around and the two understood her meaning in seconds.
--run!
Although I don't know if this is the factory that Emily is talking about, they also bypassed a lot of pipes and disused cobwebs along the way.
Turning around, the different footsteps behind him still haven't disappeared.
After turning a corner, Lin You was surprised that he had kicked something.
Without further ado, when she saw the thing clearly, she grabbed Jian Mingjia and pushed her to the other end, "Take this!"
Jian Mingjia: "Huh??? Ah???"
Confused, she still learnt something, and each squatted aside.
"I count to three," Lin You said, "just pull it."
"One, two--"
The carrion who was still screaming was closer, his limbs bent strangely, but it didn't affect his speed in the slightest.
"three!"
The rope at the intersection suddenly pulled up, and the carrion, who was eager to chase the three people but didn't even look at the road, let out a "clang"--
Fell a horse.
The window was wide open, but the coolness she felt behind her was definitely not from Xixi's night breeze—because the coldness that could penetrate directly into the bones was revealed.
"No need to cover up with me, just like the teacher thought."
The girl said, "I left the clue there, why don't I pick it up and have a look?"
This is really embarrassing.
After a stalemate for a long time, realizing that the other party had no intention of doing anything for the time being, Lin You still stretched out his hand again, and she found two thin sheets of paper with her fingertips.
......Really there.
The faint gaze of the female ghost behind her was almost as if she was on her back, but she still held her breath, and after reaching out the two pieces of paper, she illuminated the words with a flashlight.
One big and one small, Lin You looked at the small one first. The piece of paper less than the palm of your hand is a piece of tofu cut from the newspaper. The news is that a college student with the pseudonym Xiaoyu died in an accident while riding a motorcycle.
It happened that Lin You glanced at the time of the phone last night. This piece of paper was also thoughtfully cut out along with the date on it. The incident occurred a month ago.
The rest was a student file, and Lin You caught a glimpse of the photo on it. The girl in the ID photo smiled so brightly that she couldn't be more familiar. She enrolled in school four years ago, but the following record that I don’t know who filled in shows that she mysteriously disappeared during the following summer vacation.
... She stayed with this girl for one night, and the other person did not use the name on the file.
Lin You slowly turned around.
Rao was mentally prepared, and she still couldn't help living in the chill when she saw the girl's true face.
The whole face is still intact with only one eye, and only the muscle layer is left in the rest. Fortunately, the other eyeball is still hanging on it, without the eyelid cover, it looks terrible.
After taking two deep breaths, Lin You stabilized her mind.
"What do I call you," she asked, "Fan Jingshu, or Xue Yao?"
The girl giggled.
"The teacher is worthy of my fancy—whatever you like."
She replied briskly: "Of course, the one in front is my pseudonym."
"That person," Xue Yao raised his chin toward the newspaper clipping in Lin You's hand, "it was the murderer who killed me."
As soon as this sentence came out, Lin You immediately understood what role the other party played in the "accident". She wouldn't believe it was an accident like the newspaper wrote.
Thinking of the missing students mentioned by the two girls, the matter was over, and she also guessed the truth.