Nightmare Attack

According to the records in the file, there were only two classes in the dance department in 2009.

There are 11 students in the first class and only 9 in the second class.

While Fatty was checking the information of Class 1, Jiang Cheng reached out his hand, turned over a few pages, and came directly to the location of Class 2.

One class majored in modern dance.

The second class is ballet.

At the front is a group photo.

There are 9 students in class two, all girls.

They were still very young at that time, freshmen who had just entered school, with eyes full of longing for the future.

Nine girls squatted in the first row, wearing ballet costumes and performing standard horseback movements. Several teachers stood behind them.

Judging from the background, it should be in the practice room, with a full-length mirror as big as the entire wall behind it.

There is also a row of levers in front of the mirror.

The photo looks very ordinary, nothing special is found.

Scroll backward to see the student's specific information.

But the file that was supposed to have 9 pages only had 8 pages left.

The last page had been torn out, and there were still jagged jagged edges at the root.

"Why is there a missing page?" The fat man's brows twitched and he asked directly.

Obviously, this page was torn out deliberately, and the fat man's first reaction was Luo Yi.

Soon Fatty turned to the last page and saw another photo.

There was a row of small words written underneath the group photo. The fat man moved closer to see what was written on it.

Graduation commemoration of the second class of the 2009 class of classical ballet major in the Department of Dance.

The shooting time shown in the lower right corner is December 2009.

graduate

The fat man stared at these two words. After a while, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Doctor!" He turned his head and exclaimed in shock: "This is wrong! They are students from the 2009 grade, which means that these freshmen only entered school in 2009. How could they have graduated that year?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stopped, and then looked at the desk as if he thought of something.

There is a desk calendar on it.

The last time on the calendar was December 2009.

Could it be

"Continue," Jiang Cheng came over and interrupted the fat man's thoughts.

The latter returned his attention to the book in his hand.

This graduation photo looked like nothing at first, but slowly, the fat man's eyes became more and more strange.

This is a graduation photo, but there are only eight students left on it.

Needless to say, the girl with the smallest number should be the one whose file was torn up.

The fat man obviously thought of this too. He held the two group photos before and after with his hands and quickly compared them to identify the "disappeared" girl.

She was a girl with a sweet smile. Even though she was young at the time, it was not difficult to tell that she was a beauty.

Given time, it will definitely turn out to be enviable.

Jiang Cheng took out his camera and took pictures of all the information he found useful.

"Doctor," the fat man said with a frown, "The girl I want to disappear is probably the ghost in the mission. She died due to some accident, and her obsession persisted after her death, and she turned into a ghost."

Jiang Cheng put down the camera and after a while, said, "Is it just her?"

The fat man was startled, and then as if he suddenly realized something, he held two group photos in his hands. Gradually, his face became ugly.

Apart from the girl, there was also a man who disappeared from the group photo.

He is also the only man who appears in the group photo.

He stood in the corner of the last row.

Not eye-catching.

Look dressed as a teacher.

"Miss Yu," Feng Lan's voice came with a hint of weirdness, "Is that thing so important? We can go there later."

It could be heard that she was even a little scared.

Yu Wen and Zhou Taifu followed her, and only the footsteps of a few people echoed in the empty corridor.

They were going up the stairs.

In Tower C.

"Excuse me," Yu Wen said, "During the last rehearsal, we accidentally lost a lens. It should be in the music classroom."

Her voice sounded modest and polite, but with a hint of alienation.

After Feng Lan heard this, there was a trace of embarrassment on his face, but he said nothing more.

Nothing was found in the archives, so the two had to go to the music classroom in Block C to look for clues. For safety reasons, Yu Wen called Feng Lan.

For one thing, she is a teacher here and is more familiar with it.

More importantly, she can also be used to explore dangerous places.

Seeing Feng Lan's scared and reserved look, Zhou Taifu, who was walking next to the wall, couldn't help but feel funny.

He had long seen that the female teacher named Feng Lan had some subtle feelings for his lover Yu Wen.

Because of her experience, Yu Wen has a unique heroic spirit about her. Now that she has short hair, she looks even more capable.

When he first entered Feng Lan's dormitory, he noticed many posters on the wall.

But unlike most young women who like to hang posters of their favorite male stars, Feng Lan has posters of female stars on her wall.

And they are all quite niche.

Short hair, capable and heroic are the main themes here.

The profile of one of the posters is very similar to Yu Wen.

If the above is still speculation, then the two points of giving them a mobile phone and being willing to take them to the music classroom in Building C alone are not enough to explain it with a simple goodwill that is more than a courtesy.

Since they entered Tower C, they haven't seen anyone yet.

Zhou Taifu stared at the ajar doors passing by, and suddenly he had an ominous premonition in his heart. "Teacher Feng," he lowered his voice, "Aren't there any classes here today?"

It's still far from dark, so it's a little too quiet here.

"I don't know," Feng Lan looked very nervous. She reached for the key in her pocket, but the clattering sound of the key startled her.

"Other teachers are responsible for scheduling classes," she said, holding the key and hurried on with her head lowered, thinking only of quickly finding the lost lens and leaving here.

"But" Feng Lan hesitated for a second, then turned his head and said to himself in a doubtful tone: "It's a little strange, why does it seem different here today."