Chapter 8

Mo Yi then climbed up and reached out to pick up the notebook scattered on the ground. Even if he tried his best to restrain himself, his fingers could not help but tremble slightly.

The notebook is very thin and has no weight in hand. Its corners are slightly yellow, which is obviously a look that has been read for many years, but the pages after opening look flat as new, and they don't look like a book from 1990s.

Mo Yi waved away the distracting thoughts in his heart and started reading them from scratch.

I saw that on the first page, the familiar and beautiful handwriting was neatly written:

"On x-x, 1993, my parents loved me very much, and teachers and classmates cared about me very much. Today will be a wonderful day."

After turning back two pages, Mo Yi's eyes were confused.

On each page, except for the date changes, the content on each article is exactly the same, and there is no change in punctuation.

He jumped back a few pages, and his fingers suddenly paused.

The content on the notebook was conducted every day according to the date, but it was suddenly cut off for seven days. In the following article, the content suddenly changed: "On December 28, 1993, my mother loved me very much, and my teachers and classmates were very concerned about me. Today will be a wonderful day."

...What about dad?

Mo Yi pursed his lips and continued to turn backwards.

The number of pages afterwards was torn off and smeared. Because it was too long, it was impossible to tell what I had written before. When I could see clearly, the date had already reached 1994:

"On January 7, 1994, my teachers and classmates were very concerned about me, and today will be a wonderful day."

My mother...is gone, too.

Mo Yi was stunned. Suddenly, a scene passed through his mind: the blood spreading in the women's bathroom, the third cubicle without blood, the blank round vacancy in the pool of blood, and the pale head rolling under his feet.

He was shocked, and a thought passed through his mind like lightning. The clues before seemed to be tightly tied up like gears at this moment, and cold sweat slid down his spine.

"I seem to know..." Mo Yi said to himself.

Jiang Yuanbai, who was beside him, came over, looked at the notebook tightly clenched in Mo Yi's hand in confusion, and asked, "Ah? What do you know?"

"Do you still remember the women's toilet on the first floor?" Mo Yi asked him without hesitation.

"Of course." Jiang Yuanbai shivered. The blood on the ground and the scratches behind the toilet door could at least make him have nightmares for several months.

"The third toilet without blood, asked the little girl who was wearing a ball, the wronged soul who stayed on the ceiling..." Mo Yi's speech was getting faster and faster: "Does it sound familiar?"

Jiang Yuanbai had a pale face and nodded hesitantly.

"I didn't expect it at first because there are too many versions of this story, and these phenomena in the toilet are not the ones that the public knows..."

Mo Yi continued to murmur as if immersed in his own thoughts.

"—But all versions have common points, such as: the little girl staying in the third compartment, and can't look at the mirror and the ceiling after going to the toilet."

Jiang Yuanbai was stunned and quickly interrupted Mo Yi: "Wait, what version is not? What are you talking about?"

Mo Yi Ru woke up from her dream, looked up at Jiang Yuanbai, and said concisely:

“Hanko in the toilet.

One version of this is: the mother who murdered her cheating husband fell into madness, and then killed her daughter in the third cubicle of the school toilet and died. So later it was said that Hanako was trapped in the third cubicle forever. If you knock on the door and ask, "Is Hanako here to play?", she will appear. And, in the toilet where Hanako appears, the most taboo thing is to look in the mirror and look up at the ceiling."

Jiang Yuanbai's mind flashed bloody handprints on the ceiling of the toilet on the first floor, and he couldn't help but tremble all over and got goosebumps all over his body.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yi raised his notebook and pointed the handwriting on it to Jiang Yuanbai.

"Father disappeared first, and then mother disappeared."

"Then, look here." Mo Yi pointed at the lower left corner of the notebook with his slender finger, and saw a small ball with bright red strokes.

In the silence, the little girl's weird giggle seemed to ring in her ears again: "Have anyone seen my ball?"

"So...so..." Jiang Yuanbai stuttered a little, "The one in that toilet... is actually?"

"No." Unexpectedly, Mo Yi shook his head. "That little girl shouldn't be Zhao Qiulan. After all, there are follow-ups to this note, which means she must not have died in the toilet."

Jiang Yuanbai was even more confused: "...that?"

"I guess that should be Zhao Qiulan's resentment content, and Hanako in the toilet happened to have something in common with her experience, so she appeared in this image." Mo Yi hooked up his finger and tapped it gently on the notebook, his eyes dark.

“Today will be a wonderful day…”

Jiang Yuanbai was stunned for a moment, as if he had remembered something, and said, "This seems to be a psychological therapy. Tell yourself that today is beautiful every day, so that your day will be better."

Mo Yi laughed briefly, but there was no smile in his voice: "So, every sentence here is opposite. Her parents don't love her, and her teachers and classmates don't care about her."

Jiang Yuanbai nodded slowly, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a moment.

Suddenly, without warning, the female voice that appeared at the beginning broke the tranquility and said in a cold and mechanical tone:

"Dangdang Dangdang! Congratulations to player No. 08 Mo Yi and player No. 05 Jiang Yuanbai, unlocking the hidden plot of this escape game!

The side mission is opened, and completing the side mission will reward you with generous points. Please continue to work hard!"

Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai were stunned at the same time, looked at each other, and then ran towards the window together.

I saw a dark sky without a trace of light floating with a countdown that was still passing slowly. Below the countdown, a line of small, blood-red words appeared:

"Side Quest:???? Mission Completion Reward:????"

"Damn, is there any reward for this game?" Jiang Yuanbai looked wtf and stared at the window with his eyes tightly.

etc……

Mo Yi keenly grasped the point and turned his head to look at Jiang Yuanbai in shock: "What? Does this escape game mean there is no reward?"

Jiang Yuanbai nodded in pain.

"The last time I entered this game, after escaping from exhaustion, this garbage game left me a broken note, saying: Congratulations on your successful escape, thank you for your participation, and wish you a happy life."

Jiang Yuanbai's last sentence was said with a pinch of his throat, with a polite smirk on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he changed into the painful expression of great revenge and continued: "...and behind that note is the countdown to enter the next game."

Mo Yi: "..." Damn it so tricky?

Is this what is called winning the game reward to play the next game?

He is also a otakus, and he likes to read online novels. He has read a lot of online articles such as Infinite Fear X... However, no game or system will make you fool: there is no reward for passing the level, and points actually need to be found to be obtained by finding a hidden plot!

This game is too unremitting, right?!

Mo Yi was speechless for a moment and withdrew his gaze from outside the window.

At this moment, his eyes accidentally fell to the stairwell, and his face suddenly changed, and he shouted in a hurry: "Oh no! Run!"

After saying that, Jiang Yuanbai also followed his gaze, and his face turned pale.

I saw that the thick, almost solid fog was slowly climbing up the stairs, approaching silently, like a lurking beast, quietly revealing its fierce poisonous fangs, quiet and deadly.

The two of them used their life to run along the corridor to the opposite direction of the stairwell. Fortunately, after ringing the bell, the corridor became extremely long, giving them the opportunity to escape the pursuit of the thick fog.

Mo Yi held the wall and gasped, his face extremely solemn.

Thick fog only appears ten minutes between classes.

They ran to the second floor within ten minutes of the first break, and the thick fog was still on the first floor.

Ten minutes between the second break, the thick fog had swallowed the entire second floor and even began to erode the third floor!
Chapter completed!