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"Are you coming...? There is indeed something wrong with this school."

Bai Fan frowned.

Death covered both pupils, and everything in the world became different. The originally colorful world turned dark gray. Different from the ordinary world, everything exudes death slowly or quickly.

And most importantly-

old school building.

Bai Fan frowned slightly.

It is like a collection of death energy, you can see and even hear the surging death energy screaming and screaming.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew outside, shaking the dead branches violently.

It is midsummer, and the branches have become bare.

The hurricane blew through the old iron gate, making a groaning sound.

Not right.

Something is not quite right.

The rushing noise came from the main school building, like a piano suddenly played!

Playing the piano in the music room is quite normal.

"But it's half past nine."

He muttered to himself, and his footsteps could not help but step back.

pat-

I don't know when, Bai Fan had already stepped on the top of the old school building, and the wind was howling and piercing.

Underfoot was the icy concrete floor, and then—

Qingbai's arm stretched out and pushed Bai Fan out.

In this regard, Bai Fan's actions are simple and straightforward.

He slapped himself hard.

The scenery shifted, the surrounding scenery stretched eerily, and finally—

Bai Fan sat on the bench outside the rusty back door.

"A hallucination?"

Looking at the old school building that was churning with death, Bai Fan was enlightened.

When you are staring into the abyss, the abyss is also staring into you.

A bluish-white arm protrudes from it.

a pair.

Two pairs.

Three pairs.

Countless pairs! ! ! !

The entire old school building was like a sea of ​​arms, and the blue and white arms were densely squeezed out of various gaps.

"It seems that even if the black cats and the others don't come today, I have to go inside."

With a flick of Bai Fan's wrist, the handle of the fine-steel knife slipped into his hand.

For other more complicated weapons, Bai Fan prefers such simple and straightforward gadgets.

It is easy to carry and not easy for others to see.

The lights pulled the silhouettes long and narrow, and the wind was sharp and harsh.

The rain curtain slanted down at this moment.

"It seems that it won't come, there are still thirty minutes."

In early summer, there is a slightly cold feeling when the rain falls on the body.

Under such weather, it is estimated that the expedition will also be cancelled.

This is also good, and it can also prevent the black cat from discovering his identity.

Bai Fan didn't think that with a mere mask, he could resist the inexplicable sixth sense of an anime girl.

"And it could pave the way for their next expedition."

Bai Fan turned over the iron gate, and then dialed Amano Orange's cell phone number from where the rain was.

"The weather seems to be a little bad today. The expedition should be cancelled, right? Miss Amano?"

"Ah... Well, indeed, it's raining so hard, and my family won't allow me to go out. I've already contacted the others. Teacher Bai doesn't have to wait for us at the back door today."

Amano Orange's voice came quickly.

"Ok, I see."

Hanging up the phone, Bai Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, is the old school building in front of you!

But before Bai Fan could take a step, there was already a throbbing in his heart.

Putting the mask on quickly, Bai Fan turned to look at the back door of the school building.

Where is standing I don't know when there is a girl wearing a cosplay costume.

The jet-black Ji-style long hair was soft and flowing, and a pair of bright red eyes flashed, and under the light, the fair skin was even more visible.

The tear mole under the left corner of the eye makes the girl even more attractive.

She was holding a gothic-style umbrella, her pupils staring at Bai Fan without blinking.

Five more glass!

Bai Fan's heart almost didn't jump out.

Holy shit!Can you stop being so scary, black cat? !And Amano Orange, didn't you tell others not to come? !You seem a little unreliable!

"Treasurer?"

I saw Wugeng Liuli looking at it for a long time, and then slowly spit out these words from the cherry pink lips.

"...I'm a professional novelist."

Bai Fan was dazed for a moment, and then he immediately entered the role and said hello to her.

"Professional novelist?"

Wugeng Liuli blinked.

There was obvious disbelief in his expression.

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"You should be a classmate who is planning to come with Miss Amano? It's raining today, go back first, the family should be very worried."

"Don't bother you."

Wugeng Liuli picked up the hair sticking to her cheeks and glanced at Bai Fan.

The rain was shaky.

"In the middle of the night, it's better for middle school students not to wander around."

"Oh? Is this from the experience of a professional author? Are you the author of "Between the Dolls"?"

Wugeng Liuli's eyes were fixed on Bai Fan.

Bai Fan is inside the door, she is outside.

There is an insurmountable gap in the middle.

"I am indeed the author of "Between the Dolls", and I came here to draw materials."

Bai Fan admitted it naturally.

"Mr. Bai? Is it really okay to wear a mask like the perverted murderer in the filming of a horror movie on such a rainy day?"

Familiar with.

Very familiar.

Indescribable intimacy.

Among the people she came into contact with, the only one who could give her this feeling—

His eyes swept over, his pupils flashed a bright color that could not be ignored, and Wugeng Liuli's cherry pink lips opened slightly.

"Bai Fan?"

Yeah?Don't play cards according to the routine?

According to fate or general novel routines, it should be that when I was trying my best to protect the black cat, the mask fell off, revealing my identity, and at the same time gaining the girl's favorability, the memory was further unlocked——

This kind of plot is right! ! !

In the end, did you forcefully eat the script? !Are you worthy of those readers who make such predictions? !

Bai Fan's heart sank.

If this is the plot of a novel, the author must be an incomparable author!Or just a new author!I don't know the importance of routines at all!

"Bai Fan? My surname is indeed Bai..."

"You are Bai Fan, right?"

Wugeng Liuli interrupted Bai Fan's words, and the bright colored contact lenses did not blink.

One, two, three...why are they all like this?