Chapter 50:

No dream for a night.
The next morning, Mokaka slept in and didn't crawl out of the quilt until half past eight.
Putting the thick sweater on her body, Mokaka rubbed his eyes, ready to get out of bed to wash.
Climbing under the bed, Mokaka smelled a strange smell in the air.
Because I just woke up in the morning and had a bad sense of smell, Mokaka walked to the trash can and sniffed it. It was full of the aroma of yellow chicken bones, not the source of the strange smell.
"It's strange, where does this fishy smell come from?"
She turned around suspiciously, closed her eyes and walked with her feelings. She touched Sun Yulan's bedside and found that Sun Yulan had wrapped her whole body in the quilt, only the top of her head was exposed.
She closed her eyes and sniffed, confirming that the source of the fishy smell was Sun Yulan's bed.
"Lanlan, is your aunt here?"
Mokaka called out a few times, and when she saw that Sun Yulan kept not answering, she finally felt something was wrong.
She tentatively lifted a piece of the quilt, but she was shocked to find that Sun Yulan's body was gone, her lower body had disappeared, and only a head was left in the quilt!
"Help! It's dead!"
Mokaka immediately rushed out of the dormitory and ran violently in the corridor.
She slapped every dormitory door that she passed by along the way, waking everyone up. For a while, all those who did not wake up were awakened by her.
The girls opened the door and stood in the corridor, asking her what's wrong.
"Dead! My roommate is dead! I woke up this morning and found that she had been killed, with only one head left! The murderer was still in our dormitory if it wasn't good! Call the police!"
"Yes, call the police! Call the police!"
"Don't forget to contact the counselor!"
"Come and call the old lady in charge and tell them that they are killed!"
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 frustrated. Some even cried out of fear, but the bold ones are not too big a deal. They sneaked into Mokaka's dormitory to take pictures and watch.
Ye Shangyu lives on the fifth floor, just on the same floor as the deceased Sun Yulan.
Mokaka knocked on the door and 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 had died bizarrely, and immediately pretended to be a member of the fun and squeezed into the dormitory where the incident occurred. Look at the dead.
"...This is the Sun Yulan? I heard that she only had one head cut off, and she died too miserably!"
"Sun Yulan must have provoked someone, isn't she unscrupulous in her private life? Otherwise, how much hate is it to cut people like this? I think that murderer must have premeditated, and Sun Yulan must have a problem. Otherwise, Mokaka will be fine, but Sun Yulan is dead."
"..."
Several girls talked a lot, and took photos and posted them on the Internet to win the amazement of others.
Ye Shangyu was among the group of people, staring at Sun Yulan and her quilt.
Last night, she and Bai Yan looked at the files for half the night, and she rushed back in front of the dormitory entrance guard.
After going back, she has been looking at the pictures saved on the phone, and she remembers that more than two dozen files are overwhelming. She remembered that there was a file related to the quilt.
"You have to tell them that the strange story has appeared."
Ye Shangyu lowered her hair and sent a text message. Then, she raised her head and encouraged the girl taking pictures to lift Sun Yulan's quilt.
"Is this bad?"
Looking at the leaking half of the head, the girl also felt panicked when taking pictures, but thinking about the corpse could attract more heat, she gritted her teeth and lifted the quilt, but was scared by the sight of the quilt and the soles of her feet were numb, even the photo I can't take it anymore.
Inside the quilt, there is a hellish scene.
The quilt was cracked open, and the cotton was stained with blood, all turned into red blood cotton.
The amount of bleeding was so great, but Sun Yulan's lower body was missing, with only a dead head kicking them, her dead eyes full of fear.
Suddenly, there was only a sound of inhalation in the dormitory, and this horrible sight made these bolder girls unable to hold it.
After learning about the situation, Ye Shangyu sneaked out of the dormitory again.
She had many questions to ask Mokaka, but Mokaka was surrounded by a group of girls and was crying with her head down. It was really not the time to ask.
Before the police arrived, Ye Shangyu left the dormitory with the notebook, and met with the two people standing at the three-way intersection.
"Sister Ye, the strange story happened, which one is in the file?"
"Number 5."
The three of them left the school and opened a small private room. Bai Yan took out the file Ye Shangyu said, glanced at it and said, "What's the matter?"
"A girl died with only one head left. Her quilt split open. A ghost probably got in." Ye Shangyu said concisely.
"Sure enough, it looks very similar to No. 5." Bai Yan said in contrast: "The president once went to the victim's house to investigate, and he encountered this kind of ghost. The pillows, mattresses, quilts, and pillows all contained ghosts. , These ghosts can move, and can even be transferred to human clothes, the president was hit, and the ghost got into the clothes during the investigation."
"The clothes are so thin, how did the ghost get in?" Luo Xing raised his hand as a group of good students asked questions.
"I said it's a ghost, so don't care about this. The ghost can still talk about physics to you?" Bai Yan touched his chin and said: "But the president is also a ruthless person. After thinking about it, he immediately took off his clothes and went naked. He rushed out of the ghost house. Fortunately, it was one night when he was investigating. Otherwise, if he met someone on the street, the consequences would be simply..."
Bai Yan tutted twice, and couldn't help laughing at the thought of that scene.
Although the president has become a ghost, this does not prevent him from being happy.
"It's said that people are not very good behind the scenes. Besides, it's a ghost, maybe it feels like..."
Bai Yan was choked by Luo Xing, almost suffocated.
He just wanted to say "Don't talk to you, kid boy" to do your papers, but found that Luo Xing rarely did not have papers, and was intensively looking through the files.
He suddenly became more depressed.
"Okay, you guys be quiet, I want to listen to something."
Ye Shangyu tapped the keyboard, and the two of them moved their heads to the left and right, and found that an unknown girl was displayed on the screen, and a policeman was asking her again.
"this is……?"
"Well, Mokaka, she is taking notes at the police station."
"Boss, beg cover, do you have a teammate?" Bai Yan asked with a smile.
Ye Shangyu glanced at Bai Yan and said faintly: "This matter is out of the game before we talk about it, first listen to the transcript."
The attention of the three people was concentrated on the screen, and Ye Shangyu adjusted the voice of the notebook, so Mokaka's voice was very clear to everyone.
"..."
"...Nothing special happened. Really, I slept very deep last night. I didn't hear anything else and didn't feel anyone slipped into the dormitory."
"Hidden under the bed? It's impossible, right? Our bed is very narrow. It's hard to get in with your arms. You can't get in."
"It's also impossible for the toilet. We went several times before going to bed last night. How could there be anyone."
"No, I really didn't hear anything."
"What happened yesterday? Yesterday afternoon, Lan Lan and I played mobile phones in the dormitory together, and watched gossip in the school forum together. In the evening, she went down to collect the quilt and came back. We ate a piece of chicken stew together and played with the mobile phone for a while. , We will sleep together when the lights are turned off..."
"Enemies? Lan Lan has no enemies. She is an otaku just like me and has no boyfriend. We usually don't go out unless we go out. Lan Lan has a good temper and never sins."
"What's different from usual?... By the way, Lan Lan read a scary story in a forum called "Ghost Talk". She said it was about the quilt, which made her scared. Uncle police, cut people down. It’s impossible to be silent with only one head left, do you think Lan Lan was killed by a ghost?"
"..."
When Mokaka's transcript was over, Ye Shangyu tapped the keyboard and asked: "What do you think? Let's brainstorm."
"Forum, obviously there is a problem with that forum." Bai Yan replied: "Yeba, can you find that post?"
"Wait, what do you call me?"
"Ye Ye, Luo Xing and I both have two words. How easy it is to call them, it takes a lot of effort."
"It's up to you." Ye Shangyu took a deep look at Bai Yan, then lowered his head and continued to fiddle with things on the computer.
After a while, she frowned suddenly and said to the two of them: "Try it and see if you can use your mobile phone to get on this forum."
"I'm on board." Bai Yan said: "Explain beforehand, I don't want to click on that post to try. Sun Yulan clicked on that post and died. It is estimated that after reading the story, I will encounter strange talk. I am not ready yet. "
"You don't need to open it, you can't open it, that post is gone!" Ye Shangyu frowned: "I checked the browsing history of Sun Yulan's mobile phone. It showed that she had read gossip in the school forum for a long time, but she didn't click at all. Enter the'Ghost Talk Night Talk' section."
"The post disappeared? It's probably because we didn't trigger the conditions." Bai Yan pondered: "Is it only possible to see it at a certain time? Or is it that once someone triggers a strange talk, the post will disappear?"
"It's all 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 come out. We'd better not mess around in the forum, just in case someone clicks the strange talk post. , The protagonist of the next strange story is us."
Obviously an important clue was found, but the investigation was still in trouble.
Everyone didn't dare to act rashly, looking at the section of "Ghost Talk, Night Talk" with bitter hatred.
In fact, it is not without a solution, but this method is too wicked and no one has proposed it.
Seeing that Ye Shangyu and Luo Xing were silent, they were obviously planning to rely on time.
Seeing Ye Shangyu looking here frequently, you are the one who does this kind of thing. Give me the expression of speaking quickly. Bai Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Should we pay someone to hire someone and let him watch it for us? ?"
"Okay, the hiring is up to you." Ye Shangyu said immediately: "You mentioned it, you go."
Bai Yan glanced at Luo Xing, thinking that if he dared to go, this kid would be the next person to hang him on the forum.
High school students still have a childish attitude towards the world and can't accept this kind of wicked practice. In fact, there is another way, but this way is a little more troublesome.
"Forget it, you can help me check the users of "Ghost Talking Night Talk". The traffic in this section is very small. There are not many people coming in a day. I see that all posts are marked with clicks, and every post is clicked. Going in, we found those people who asked one by one, and could always fill in the content of these posts."