Chapter 14 Silent School

Everyone was startled by this sudden turn of events. The fatty instantly took a step back, not forgetting to pull Jiang Cheng with him. The girl in the dinosaur pajamas staggered, her legs went weak, and she almost sat on the ground.

Only the man in the suit pushed aside the stunned young man in the baseball cap and walked up to the woman, a gentle smile on his face: "We're just asking. After all, the equipment is quite delicate. Any improper storage or handling could cause unnecessary trouble for our upcoming shoot."

It had to be said that the man was presentable and eloquent. The woman, whose face had been ashen as a corpse, seemed to be influenced by him, her complexion gradually returning to normal, even with a hint of embarrassment. "You misunderstand. I meant it's too late today, and the teacher in charge of the equipment room should be off work."

The man in the suit nodded understandingly, then said, "I see. Then we'll wait for a convenient time."

Jiang Cheng watched the man's performance from a distance, his face expressionless. The man in the suit always wore a smile, as if completely unaware of the dangers of this world.

"Doctor," the fatty whispered, leaning closer, "don't you think this guy seems like no good?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him. "Whether he's good or not, I don't know, but he's certainly not simple."

"So... do we need to be careful of him?"

Since the last instance, the fatty understood that the dangers in the missions weren't just from the ferocious ghosts, but sometimes the teammates in the mission couldn't be trusted either.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cheng seemed indifferent, waving his hand and saying, "Just treat him normally. People who reveal their unusualness at the beginning of a mission are at most not simple, but not terrifying. The real danger is often hidden where you least expect it, like a viper, striking with fatal precision."

The fatty blinked his small eyes, scanning the crowd one by one, suddenly feeling that no one could be trusted. He took a step towards the doctor, and the two were almost touching.

The campus was larger than they had imagined, and the scenery was not bad. The trees along the road were sparse and orderly, and there were even flowers blooming in a small garden they passed.

If they weren't in a mission, it wouldn't be a bad place for a leisurely stroll.

The woman leading the way didn't talk much, but fortunately, she answered every question, so everyone got a general idea of the school's situation from her.

The school was called Yuying Conservatory of Music, and like its name, it followed an elite route.

Despite the large campus area, there weren't many students, less than 20 in a class.

When passing the main teaching building, the woman paused for a moment, but after realizing that Jiang Cheng and the others had no intention of taking photos, she led them away again.

It wasn't time for school to end yet, and the entire campus was deserted, without a single student.

This time, the woman led them to an old dormitory building.

It was a very old-fashioned tube building, still following the structure of decades ago, somewhat out of tune with the modern campus.

The old door hinges made a harsh grinding sound, making people feel uneasy.

"You'll be staying here," the middle-aged woman said expressionlessly, pointing to the depths of the dark corridor. "If you want to eat, go to the cafeteria. You have employee cards. You can eat in either the student or employee cafeteria, but it's best to avoid peak hours."

The woman in the cheongsam crossed her arms and said coldly, "This place is uninhabitable, it's too dilapidated." She looked at the wall in front of her with disgust, covered in unknown mold, and fanned the air in front of her nose, saying, "And it's so dirty."

"It's good enough to have a place to stay, don't be so picky," the young man in the baseball cap, who had been choked by the woman before, sneered.

Unexpectedly, this time the woman leading the way took the initiative to defend the cheongsam woman. "Don't worry, although the outside looks dilapidated, we've cleaned up the rooms you'll be staying in. There's no problem living there."

Since the woman had said so, there was no other way. It was obvious that most people were dissatisfied with staying here. Of course, they were not just considering the hygiene issue, but also the sense of oppression brought by the building itself.

When standing in front of this building, everyone felt that strange feeling.

That feeling was indescribable, as if it were alive, silently watching the living people approaching it.

The woman gave the man in the suit four keys. Jiang Cheng saw that they were copper keys that matched old-fashioned locks that had long been淘汰 tao tai (eliminated). It was rare to see them now.

Each key had a piece of white tape stuck to the end, with a number written on it in blue ballpoint pen.

404, 405, 406, 407.

Four rooms.

Still in the lobby on the first floor, Jiang Cheng approached the nearest room and reached out to push the door open. The moment the door opened, a burst of foul air rushed out, and he quickly took a step back.

When the foul air dissipated, the scene inside gradually became clear.

There were two beds in the dormitory, one on the left and one on the right, both placed against the wall. There were also posters of celebrities on the wall, but they were no longer clear.

There were also two small tables. The dormitory seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. The two tables were stacked together and piled in the corner.

The room was full of garbage, and there were empty mineral water bottles covered in a layer of dust.

The only window had only half of it left. The other half was broken by something, leaving a big hole, and the wind was whistling through the hole.

The layout of the rooms on each floor should be similar, which meant that the rooms they were about to move into, 404, 405, etc., were all double rooms.

Jiang Cheng did not rashly enter this strange room. He retreated and looked at the woman, asking, "Four rooms with only eight beds, and there are nine of us."

"That's right," the fatty chimed in, "there aren't enough beds, how are we supposed to sleep?"

His intention was to get the woman to find them another place to sleep, even if it meant setting up camp in a classroom. This ghostly place was too weird, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Unexpectedly, the woman actually revealed an inscrutable smile. "Just make do with it tonight. Maybe there will be enough tomorrow."

The fatty's expression froze on his face.

"Okay," Jiang Cheng said, "then we'll stay here tonight." He changed the subject and said, "What time does the celebration start? We should prepare in advance."

"Seven days from now."

Jiang Cheng nodded, indicating that he understood.

"We can walk around the campus when we have time," the man in the suit continued. "The scenery here is really beautiful. We want to walk around more and take a look, after all, such opportunities are rare."

The woman thought for a few seconds, barely responding, "You can, but pay attention to the time. Once it gets dark, you must return to your rooms immediately."