Hell App - Chapter 50
A dreamless night.
The next morning, Mokaka slept in and didn’t crawl out of the quilt until half past eight.
Putting on the thick sweater, Mokaka rubbed his eyes and prepared to get out of bed to wash up.
Crawling under the bed, Mokaka smelled a strange smell in the air.
Because his sense of smell was not sensitive just after getting up in the morning, Mokaka walked to the trash can and smelled it. It was full of the aroma of braised chicken bones, which was not the source of the strange smell.
“That’s weird, where does this fishy smell come from?”
She turned around in confusion, closed her eyes and followed her feelings. She touched the edge of Sun Yulan’s bed and found that Sun Yulan had wrapped her whole body in the quilt, leaving only the top of her head exposed.
She closed her eyes and sniffed, confirming that the source of the smell was Sun Yulan’s bed.
“Lan Lan, is your aunt here?”
Mokaka called several times, but when Sun Yulan didn’t answer, she finally felt something was wrong.
She tentatively lifted a section of the quilt, and was shocked to find that Sun Yulan’s body was gone, her lower body had disappeared, and there was only a bloody head left in the quilt!
“Help! Someone is alive!”
Mokaka immediately rushed out of the dormitory and ran hard in the corridor.
She slapped the door of every dormitory she passed along the way, waking everyone up. For a moment, she woke up everyone who was still awake.
The girls opened the door and stood in the corridor, asking her what was wrong.
“It’s dead! My roommate is dead! I woke up this morning and found that she had been killed, with only one head left! The murderer might still be in our dormitory! Everyone, please call the police!”
“Yes, call the police! Call the police immediately!”
“Don’t forget to contact the counselor!”
“Someone, go call the dormitory aunt and tell them that someone died!”
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 scared. Some were even so scared that they cried. However, there were bold ones who didn’t think it was a big deal. A group of people sneaked into Mokaka’s dormitory to take pictures and watch.
Ye Shangyu lived on the fifth floor, which happened to be the same floor as the deceased Sun Yulan.
Mokaka knocked on the door but 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 died mysteriously, and immediately pretended to be part of the fun, and squeezed into the dormitory where the incident happened. Look at dead people.
“…Is this Sun Yulan? I heard that only one of her heads was chopped off, and her death was too tragic!”
“Sun Yulan must have offended someone. Has she been immoral in her private life? Otherwise, how much hatred must be required to cut someone like this? I think the murderer must have premeditated it, and Sun Yulan must have problems herself. Otherwise, Mokaka would be fine, but Sun Yulan would be dead. “
“…”
Several girls talked about it, and even took photos and posted them online to arouse the admiration of others.
Ye Shangyu mingled among the group of people, keeping his eyes on Sun Yulan and her quilt.
Last night, she and Bai Yan spent half the night reading the files, and she hurried back in front of the dormitory gate.
After returning home, she kept looking at the pictures saved on her phone, and she remembered more than twenty files by heart. She remembered that there was a file related to quilts.
“You have to tell them that a strange story has appeared.”
“Isn’t this bad?”
Looking at the half-cut head leaking out, the girl who took the photo also felt scared. However, thinking that the corpse could attract more heat, she gritted her teeth and lifted up the quilt, but was so frightened by the scene under the quilt that the soles of her feet were numb. Even the photo I didn’t even bother taking pictures.
Inside the quilt, there was a hellish scene.
There was a big tear in the quilt cover, and the cotton was covered with blood, turning into bright red bloody cotton.
The amount of bleeding was so large, but Sun Yulan’s lower body was missing, leaving only a dead head kicking them, and the dead eyes were full of fear.
Suddenly there was only the sound of breathing in the dormitory. This horrifying sight made the more courageous girls unable to hold on.
After roughly understanding the situation, Ye Shangyu quietly slipped out of the dormitory.
She had many questions to ask Mokaka, but Mokaka was surrounded by a group of girls and was bowing his head crying. It was really not the time to ask.
Before the police arrived, Ye Shangyu left the dormitory building with his notebook and met the two people standing at the three-way intersection.
“Sister Ye, a strange story happened. Which one in the file is it?”
“Number 5.”
The three of them left the school and opened a small private room. Bai Yan took out the file that Ye Shangyu mentioned, glanced at it and said, “What exactly happened?”
“A girl died with only one head left. There was a crack in her quilt. Someone must have gotten in.” Ye Shangyu said concisely.
“Sure enough, it looks very similar to No. 5.” Bai Yan compared it: “The president once went to the victim’s home to investigate, and he encountered this kind of ghost. The pillows, mattresses, quilts, including the pillows all had ghosts hidden in them. , these ghosts can also move and even transfer to people’s clothes. The president was tricked and the ghost got into his clothes during the investigation. “
“The clothes are so thin, how did the ghost get in?” Luo Xing raised his hand, looking like a good student asking a question.
“You’ve already said it’s a ghost, so don’t worry about it. Can a ghost still talk to you about physics?” Bai Yan touched his chin and said, “But the president is also a ruthless person. After he figured it out, he immediately took off his clothes and ran naked. He rushed out of the haunted house. Fortunately, it was night when he was investigating, otherwise if he met someone on the street, the consequences would be…”
Bai Yan clicked his tongue twice and couldn’t help laughing when he thought of that scene.
Although the president has turned into a ghost, this does not prevent him from being happy.
“It’s not good to talk about people behind their backs. Besides, it’s a ghost. Maybe he can sense…”
Bai Yan choked on Luo Xing’s words, almost suffocating him.
He was just about to tell the kid to stop talking and prepare your papers, but he found that Luo Xing did not bring his papers and was concentrating on flipping through the files.
He suddenly became more depressed.
“Okay, please be quiet, I want to listen to something.”
Ye Shangyu typed on the keyboard, and the two of them turned their heads to look at each other, and found that an unknown girl was displayed on the screen, and a policeman was questioning her again.
“Well, Mokaka, she is taking notes at the police station.”
“Boss, please help, do you have any teammates in the team?” Bai Yan asked with a smile.
Ye Shangyu glanced at Bai Yan and said calmly: “We won’t talk about this until it comes to the game. Let’s listen to the transcript first.”
The three people’s attention was focused on the screen. Ye Shangyu adjusted the sound of his laptop so that Mokaka’s voice was clear to everyone.
“…”
“…Nothing special happened. Really, I slept very deeply last night. I didn’t hear any other movement, and I didn’t feel anyone sneaking into the dormitory.”
“Hiding under the bed? That’s unlikely. The bottom of our bed is very narrow. It’s difficult to reach in with your arms. No one can get in.”
“It’s impossible to use the toilet. We went there several times before going to bed last night. How could there be anyone there?”
“No, I really didn’t hear anything.”
“What happened yesterday? Yesterday afternoon, Lanlan and I were playing on our mobile phones in the dormitory and reading gossip on the school forum. In the evening, she went down to collect the quilt and came back. We ate a piece of braised chicken together and played on our mobile phones for a while. , we will sleep together when the lights go out…”
“Enemies? Lan Lan has no enemies. She is a homebody like me and doesn’t have a boyfriend. We usually don’t go out unless we can. Lan Lan has a good temper and never offends others.”
“Something different from usual?… By the way, Lan Lan read a horror story in a forum called ‘Ghost Night Talk’. She said it was about quilts and it made her very scared. Uncle policeman, chop people up. It’s impossible to be silent with only one head left. Do you think Lan Lan was killed by a ghost?”
“…”
After Mo Kaka’s transcript was finished, Ye Shangyu tapped on the keyboard and asked, “What are your ideas? Let’s brainstorm.”
“Forum, obviously there is a problem with that forum.” Bai Yan replied: “Yi Zi, can you find that post?”
“Wait, what did you call me?”
“Ye Zi, Luo Xing and I both have two-letter names. It’s easy to pronounce them, but three-letter names are so laborious.”
“It’s up to you.” Ye Shangyu took a deep look at Bai Yan, lowered his head and continued to tinker with things on the computer.
After a while, she suddenly frowned and said to the two of them: “You guys have a try and see if you can log into this forum using your mobile phone.”
“Boarded.” Bai Yan said: “Let me explain in advance, I don’t want to click on that post to try. Sun Yulan died after clicking on that post. I guess I will encounter strange stories after reading the story. I am not ready yet. “
“You don’t have to click it, and you can’t click it. The post is gone!” Ye Shangyu frowned: “I checked the browsing history of Sun Yulan’s phone, and it showed that she had been reading gossip in the school forum for a long time, but she didn’t click on it at all. Enter the ‘Night Talk’ section.”
“The post disappeared? I guess it’s because we didn’t trigger the condition.” Bai Yan pondered: “Is it only visible at a certain time? Or does it mean that once someone triggers a weird story, the post will disappear?”
“It’s all possible.” Luo Xing looked at his phone and said: “But there is another possibility. The disappearance of old posts does not mean that new posts will not appear. We’d better not mess around in the forum, just in case someone clicks on the weird post. , we will be the next protagonists of the ghost story.”
Although important clues were found, the investigation still ran into trouble.
Everyone did not dare to act rashly, and looked at the “Night Talk of Ghost Talk” section with bitterness and hatred.
In fact, it is not that there is no solution, but this method is too immoral and no one has ever proposed it.
Seeing that Ye Shangyu and Luo Xing were both silent, it was obvious that they were relying on time.
Seeing Ye Shangyu looking here frequently, as if you are the one who does this kind of thing, please speak quickly, Bai Yan rolled his eyes and said, “How about we spend money to hire someone to look at it for us?” ?”
“Okay, I’ll leave the job of hiring people to you.” Ye Shangyu immediately said: “You asked for it, you go ahead.”
Bai Yan glanced at Luo Xing and thought to himself that if he dared to go, this guy would be the next person to hang him up on the forum.
High school students still have a childish attitude towards the world and cannot accept this immoral approach. Moreover, there is actually another way, but this method is more troublesome.
“Forget it, please help me check the users of ‘Ghost Night Talk’. This section has very little traffic. Not many people enter every day. I see that all the posts are marked with the number of clicks. Every post has been clicked. When we go in, we find those people and ask them one by one, and we can always fill in the content of these posts.”