There was no better solution at the moment. In the end, Yu Wen stepped forward and found the woman in charge of the liaison.

The woman's expression was a little awkward, and then she told everyone very tactfully that the men's restroom on this floor was out of service for some reason. If they didn't mind...

At this time, Long Tao's face became even more unsightly. The sudden severe pain made his abdomen feel like it was being stirred with a knife.

Presumably, he wouldn't mind.

As the woman spoke, she was about to take Long Tao to the restroom.

Yu Wen asked Zhou Taifu and Zhang Yinyin, who was hiding aside, to accompany him.

Although Zhou Taifu was unwilling in every way, he didn't dare to offend Yu Wen after all, so he had to grit his teeth and follow along, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

Zhang Yinyin was still that timid, tail-like figure, following at the very end.

Before long.

The final chorus began.

The girls from the three classes were mixed up, standing staggered on the choir stage.

Their singing was sometimes soft and beautiful, sometimes loud and powerful. Under the guidance of the conductor, the chorus gradually reached its climax...

"Clack! Clack! Clack!"

The sharp high heels slammed against the marble floor, making a series of sounds.

The woman walked very fast, partly because she was worried about Long Tao, and partly because she had to go back and keep an eye on the rehearsal.

After all, she would be held responsible for any problems.

After turning a corner, the woman stopped and pointed ahead, saying quickly, "The restroom is just ahead. This place is relatively secluded, so few people come here."

Turning her head, she looked at Long Tao and said, "With your friends watching outside, you can rest assured."

"Th... Thank you."

"I have something to do, so I won't wait for you," the woman said before turning and heading back.

She looked at her phone as she walked, as if something urgent had happened.

After the woman left, the scene suddenly became deserted. Zhou Taifu was unwilling to begin with, and now he kept urging Long Tao to hurry up.

"Okay, then I'll go first," Long Tao said. But just as he ran out two steps, he suddenly stopped. He turned around, his expression pleading, and said, "You must wait for me to come out. Don't leave first."

"Got it, got it," Zhou Taifu waved his hand impatiently.

Only then did Long Tao continue to run forward.

The restroom was farther and more secluded than he had imagined, at the end of the left corridor.

Along the way, he passed many classrooms, but these classrooms seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, their doors tightly closed, the doorknobs covered in dust.

This feeling of decay made him very uncomfortable, as if what he was experiencing now was not his own time, but a time forgotten by the years.

He was just a passerby.

He could only stay, but could not shake it in the slightest.

He suddenly became curious about this school and its past.

The more he thought, the farther his thoughts drifted, and countless subconscious scenes were all awakened.

He couldn't take it anymore, he just rushed forward blindly, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the empty corridor, like the last journey of a desperate man before his death.

Finally... he arrived.

All the way, he had been very vigilant, his peripheral vision never relaxing, inexplicably worried that one of the doors he passed would suddenly open, and a green-faced, fanged demon would jump out.

Until he stood in front of the restroom door, his heart was still beating wildly.

The women's restroom was on the left.

Also the destination of his trip.

He took a deep breath.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

After a moment, there was no response. It was as quiet as death inside.

Just as he was about to step into the restroom door, his right eyelid suddenly twitched. Caught off guard, he stopped abruptly.

A horror movie he had seen many years ago suddenly flashed into his mind.

He had long forgotten the name, but one scene in it was still fresh in his memory.

In the movie, the heroine listened to the words of her companions and entered the restroom, where she was then dug out her eyes by a female ghost who had lost her lower body and could only crawl on her forelimbs.

Her death was extremely tragic.

According to his own understanding, a nightmare was no different from a horror movie. They were the selected protagonists.

Therefore...

He slowly backed away, turning to look behind him.

Opposite was the men's restroom.

The men's restroom had obviously not been used for a long time. The light blue iron door was ajar, mottled with rust in some places.

He turned around again. In comparison, the women's restroom was in much better condition. The door was wide open, and the inside was paved with milky white tiles.

From where he stood, if he tilted his body slightly, he could even see the relatively clean sink.

A bottle of push-type hand sanitizer was thoughtfully placed in the right corner.

The large mirror reflected a soft light.

It was truly... an overly elaborate disguise.

And this was precisely what aroused his vigilance.

Without hesitation, Long Tao pushed open the iron door of the men's restroom opposite.

The door hinges made a long, grating noise, but he didn't care anymore.

On the contrary, this seemingly extremely unusual appearance was, in his eyes, a sign of safety.

This was a trap set in the mission. If he listened to the woman and entered the women's restroom, it would be truly dangerous.

This feeling of confidence, or perhaps arrogance, accompanied him as he completed the most important thing in his life.

He contentedly pulled up his pants, ready to leave this place.

But before he could open the stall door, he heard a strange sound.

"Dong, dong, dong."

The sound was not loud, nor was it very close. Long Tao raised his head in confusion, staring at the slightly yellowed ceiling.

It should be coming from upstairs. He pricked up his ears and listened for a few seconds, discovering that the sound was not chaotic, but seemed to have a clear rhythm.

This rhythm was very strange, as if it had a bewitching power. Long Tao's legs actually started tapping along to the beat unconsciously.

A drumbeat?

No, Long Tao thought quickly.

The sound was heavier than a drumbeat, but he didn't know much about musical instruments, so he couldn't identify what instrument was making the sound.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The rhythm became faster and faster, each beat seeming to step on Long Tao's heart.

He swallowed involuntarily.

The brisk rhythm became clearer and clearer, and more and more violent, until finally, with a "dong" sound.

This sound completely woke Long Tao up.

Because this sound was different from all the previous sounds. This sound... was coming from across the way.

The women's restroom!!

The performer... no, how could anyone be performing in the restroom? Could it be... that thing?!

That thing was in the women's restroom?

He really didn't dare to say that word.

Dong... dong... dong...

The brisk rhythm sounded again.

Soon, it stopped outside the men's restroom door.

At this time, Long Tao, who was already shaking like a leaf, suddenly stiffened. He suddenly realized something.

Building C, where he was, only had four floors.

Where did that thing outside the door... come down from?