MTL - Escape the Infinite Chamber-Chapter 48 Escape from Jinghua Shuiyue (6)

[On March 2nd, rain, the classmates' eyes looked stranger and stranger. They often made small moves to bully me, such as throwing away my textbooks and homework, taking away my stool and sitting at my desk. I usually choose to ignore the strange words, because serious words only hurt me. 】

[But there was a guy who was too extreme. He scolded me for being cheap, and he also touched my leg with his hands. I threw him a slap. I didn't expect these boys to be so poor. He actually stomped me with his feet, and he not only struck himself. Encouraging other boys to talk together, it hurts so much, I almost fainted, and finally the old class came in. Oh, this old man finally got a man, he pumped each of those disgusting boys with a pointer. 】

[He also took me to the hospital, and he gave me a ring in the hospital, and let me wear it on my left hand. I think it doesn't matter, I'll wear it. 】

[Dear, when will I die? 】

After Xiao Yazhen ’s diary was written here, another person did not respond. Luo Jian took a look at it, and almost all wrote about how the classmates bullied her, and the methods of bullying were various, not only beating and scolding, but also She was kept in a closed classroom or teaching room in various ways, usually one night, one night, or even one or two days.

Luo Jian can see from the lines of this girl's words that her classmates seem to be stunned one by one, or like crazy people, they all seem to be happy to bully her, and the means are extremely bad. Luo Jian looked at the entire diary and saw the last one, only to see Xiao Yazhen write the last diary in her life in a trembling and distorted font.

[April 4th, heavy rain. I think they are all crazy, or I am also crazy along with it. I do n’t know why there is a terrible hunch. Maybe this will be my last diary. I think my life is probably not complete. It is missing a lot of important things, but I have not had the opportunity to fill it up since then. 】

[I know I have been deceiving myself, you are no longer in this world, but I have been pretending that you are still, pretending that there is still a person sitting in the vacant seat, pretending that you are not here to help me, just because you are sleeping, imitate your own textbooks Your handwriting is written on it, and the mobile phone also needs to buy two text messages to simulate everything we used to do. I think you have been there and never left, but in fact, I understand so clearly that you have not been there long ago. 】

[So sad, I'm so desperate, just because I used to be happy. 】

[So farewell. 】

So far, the diary turned down. All Luo Jian saw was blank, and Luo Jian hesitated for a moment. At this moment, his head was blank, and this last one revealed the most important news. Let Luo Jian almost panic at that moment.

In other words, the thirty-fifth student ... he doesn't exist at all!

No, maybe there were. There were already 35 students in this class, but one of them seemed to have something unexpected or something else. He died and left! His departure not only made his family sad, but also made his girlfriend—that is, Xiao Yayi—painless, so Xiao Yayi wrote this diary in pain, and pretended that his lover was still there.

I don't know if the death of this student is the beginning of everything, but this obviously made Xiao Yazheng and her entire class fall into a strange panic-like emotion. Various contradictions and conflicts began to emerge, and eventually these contradictions began to intensify. Intensify, and then there are all kinds of things later.

But in fact all this is not the point, the point is ... there are no thirty-five students at all!

Luo Jian supported his forehead and sat on the ground with his back against the wall. The diary in his hand could not hold it, and he slammed on the cold concrete floor. He had many and many thoughts in his head. Did not want to understand what was going on.

Since there are no thirty-five students, how on earth does Luo Jian find the thirty-five who disappeared? If not, how can Luo Jian discern the fake room and the true door?

Which door is the real exit?

"Impossible!" Luo Jian shook his head, refuting his ideas, he calmed down his emotions, and began to calmly analyze: "The thirty-fifth student must exist, otherwise the secret room will not be written out clearly. I went to find it. So, even if this diary says it is just an illusion, I must believe that he exists. "

"Since he exists, I can find him sooner or later." Luo Jianban pointed his head and began to think: "There are still a lot of doubts, I want to sort out my thoughts: then first, first, since the exchange diary written by Xiao Yayi is pretending to be a man The friend is still there, then the random lines in the diary and a response or two are probably written by herself, imitating the handwriting of the dead person. "

"Secondly, her diary has basically summarized the entire process of the entire incident. On the surface, the final result of this girl is likely to be caused by the human wheel x, and the cause of the teacher's death is also tortured to death or hung On the ceiling. The death of these two people was caused by the remaining 33 students in the class, so the doubt came. Why did the remaining 33 students die? He died strangely, and there were no scars on his body, almost all sitting in his seat-of course, it might be Wanxian who was placed in their seat after they died. "

Who killed the rest of the students in the class? Who is the real murderer, I am afraid that finding this murderer is the problem that Luo Jian needs to face at this time. Luo Jian thought and sighed again. He reached out and picked up the diary that had fallen to the ground. Then, unexpectedly, there was no mezzanine in the diary, because a note had fallen out.

Luo Jian picked up the note. This note is not a purple printed note commonly used in closet rooms, but a torn corner of the workbook, which says Luo Jian's familiar words:

[One side is one side, the other side is the other side, change your left hand to your right hand, your face is my face. 】

Of course, the font on this note is also reversed. And the handwriting was very familiar. Luo Jian looked for a long time and found that it was the handwriting of the girl Xiao Yazhen imitating her boyfriend ... or, in other words, the handwriting of the 35th person who disappeared.

Luo Jian turned the note over and over and found no more. He turned to look at the large mirror in the hollowed out wall, which still clearly reflected the entire secret room. Can not see Luo Jian's own face.

Luo Jian thought for a moment, and pulled out the small mirror that was broken with transparent glue from his pocket. The small mirror could reflect Luo Jian's face, but because the mirror itself was broken, so was the reflected Luo Jian. Fragmented.

"Right!" Luo Jian said, "Since the blackboard in the unreal room can be removed, so should the blackboard in the real room."

Thinking of this, Luo Jian said "Teleportation", but did not respond. He forgot it for a while. The teleportation had to be read upside down, so he said it again, followed by a flower in front of him. Turn it upside down like it is upside down, and the smell of stinking corpse is on the face again. Look at the time on the phone: 12:24.

Time began to move, and there were almost forty minutes left.

Luo Jian did not dare to delay any more, and ran to the blackboard in the back of the classroom, and pushed hard with his hands. It was loose and it could be unloaded. Luo Jian recovered a lot of strength, some violently took the whole big blackboard down, imitating the hunter's unloading of the blackboard.

The back of the blackboard is also the same hollowed out wall. Inside, there is a large mirror, and the diary is exactly the same, except that the words above are written. As for the mirror, Luo Jian walked in front of it and found in horror that his face could not be reflected in the mirror.

The big mirror is still a quiet and secret room full of corpses. The world reflected in the mirror has no living people and no Luo Jian.

"Why can't it reflect my face?" Luo Jian didn't understand. The small mirror in his hand was clearly okay. Is there something wrong with the mirror or Luo Jian himself?

"By the way." Luo Jian looked at the mirror, and at this moment he seemed to understand something, muttering to himself: "I didn't exist in this back room. Since I don't exist, the mirror won't shine Show me. "

"I don't exist ..." Luo Jian continued muttering, "I don't exist ..."

"I don't exist ..."

"I don't exist!"

Luo Jian took a step back, but he still couldn't be seen in the mirror, but Luo Jian seemed to have discovered something terrible. For a time, he became inhuman, and he stepped back several steps until he accidentally stepped on A shard of a corpse on the ground made a crunching sound, which made him return to his mind a little.

"Yes, I don't exist in this back room, just like the 35th person who disappeared ... Maybe, this **** back room was set up from the beginning, I'm the 35th student!"

Luo Jian turned around a lot of details, which were ignored by him. For example, when he woke up in this closet at first, he was sitting on the empty seat of the disappearing student! For example, the poems written word by word on the blackboard are side by side, side by side, changing your left hand to your right, your face is my face. The obvious meaning in this poem is ‘replace’ ‘replace’! 2k novel reading network