Countdown to the end of the internship period: 5 days.
Number of survivors: 16.
It seems that more than half of the time has passed, and most of the people are still alive.
However, everyone realized that the investigators were dying at an accelerated rate.
Wang Qing was worried about Bai Menglu fainting in the office last time, and had been writing her leave requests.
During the leave, Bai Monroe can move freely in the dormitory building.
She took the opportunity to check the entire dormitory building, but found no clues.
The only things that were not checked were the wardrobes in each room and the corners of the bathroom that were not illuminated by light.
The bathroom has been getting darker and darker recently, and most people come and go in a hurry when they go to take a shower.
Not to mention checking the corners, I didn't even dare to look at other places.
The bathroom cannot be used during the day.
Bai Menglu didn't dare to go in at this time.
At night, someone entered the bathroom to take a bath, and Bai Monroe dared to act.
There are stalls on both sides of the bathroom, with a passage in the middle leading to the end.
There are lighting lights above the compartments on both sides, but the closer to the end, the more broken lights there are.
Some lamps were completely extinguished, and some flickered on and off.
The whole bathroom looked particularly scary.
Bai Menglu endured the fear in her heart and walked step by step towards the dim place of the bathroom.
More and more shadows enveloped her.
The sound of gurgling water could be heard from the bathroom being used behind him.
The lights on both sides flashed suddenly.
A faint sigh suddenly reached her ears.
"well……"
Bai Monroe quickly turned around and found that the entire bathroom had become extremely dark.
Including several other cubicles that were supposed to have incandescent lights on.
Logically speaking, the bathroom is not deep. From her position, she can see the bathroom door when she looks back.
But the door was missing, and only rows of compartments could be seen.
She could even hear the sound of water dripping.
It no longer comes from not far behind.
It was a cubicle in front of her on the right.
"Clang-"
The door of the compartment seemed to be blown by the wind, making a banging sound.
The sound of water was not interrupted at all.
Bai Monroe already felt that her legs were getting weak.
She used all her strength to restrain her desire to escape.
Step by step, he moved closer to the compartment.
The door of the compartment has been blown open by the wind.
The thing inside didn't seem to notice it, and was still taking a bath as if no one was around.
The sound of gurgling water kept ringing.
Some water was spilled outside the compartment.
A light pink color, like diluted blood.
Bai Menglu stood far away, and through the door of the compartment that was blown open by the wind, she finally saw clearly what was bathing inside.
A bright red humanoid creature.
The whole body is covered with bright red blood and flesh, with meridians entangled in the texture, and some light yellow fat remains on the muscles, crumbling.
Water flowed continuously from the shower head above, washing over her body, and falling a large amount of diluted pink liquid.
He looked like a person whose skin had been flayed.
Bai Menglu suddenly remembered something.
Subconsciously, he called out a name: "Fu Moli?"
The monster standing under the shower head suddenly raised his head and looked at her.
Bai Menglu had never seen Fu Moli's death.
But, I heard Meng Fang talk about it.
On the first night, Fu Moli died in the cubicle because she didn't close the cubicle door from the inside.
Only a piece of skin was left hanging on the shower, but the skinned body was nowhere to be found.
Therefore, Bai Menglu guessed that the red monster in front of her, who seemed to have been skinned, was Fu Moli.
The other party's reaction seemed to confirm this.
Bai Monroe stood there, her throat moving continuously.
She was so nervous that her whole body was convulsing, and her stomach reflexively surged with digestive fluids.
She could only stop herself from spitting it out by swallowing again and again.
Water was still gurgling from the showerhead.
Fu Moli still stood under the showerhead, looking at Bai Monroe, slowly raised her hand and pointed behind Bai Monroe.
What?
Bai Menglu looked back and saw a locked door behind her.
It seems to be a utility room in the bathroom, used to store cleaning tools.
Bai Menglu glanced at Fu Moli again.
Fu Moli stood motionless, her skinned finger always pointing at the door.
He signaled to Bai Monroe that there was something there.
Bai Monroe walked over slowly until she reached the door.
He turned back to look at Fu Moli.
Fu Moli still looked like a clay sculpture, motionless.
Bai Monroe tried to pull the door open, and surprisingly found that the door was not locked.
She opened the door and walked in.
There is indeed a utility room inside.
The narrow and dark room was filled with all kinds of debris, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust.
On one side of the wall, there is a ventilation window, which has been nailed shut with wooden boards.
Bai Monroe wanted to turn on the light and fumbled on the wall for a long time, but she couldn't find the switch.
Maybe there is no light in this room at all?
She was about to take her hand back when her hand was suddenly grabbed by something.
The hairs on Bai Menglu's body were counting down.
She stood there in horror, her lips trembling, but she couldn't scream.
I was so frightened that I lost my voice.
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded beside Bai Menglu.
"what are you doing?"
A dazzling white light suddenly appeared, dazzling Bai Menglu's eyes twice.
Then, it shined indoors again.
"Eh? There's actually a utility room here."
Wang Qing turned on the rear flashlight of his mobile phone and used the light to look at this narrow place.
"Wang, Wang Qing?"
"it's me."
Wang Qing observed the entire utility room.
"You are so powerful. You can be found in such a hidden place."
Bai Menglu opened her eyes wide.
A pair of peach blossom eyes that were originally passionate and misty suddenly widened, like a deer.
Big, big boss, praise me!
She recognized my efforts!
In an instant, Bai Menglu's legs were no longer weak and her waist was no longer shaking.
Even his stomach, which was spasming and vomiting out, gradually returned to calmness and became extremely smooth.
"I still found it too late."
"It's just darker here. In fact, if you dare to overcome your fear, it's still easy to spot."
Bai Menglu did not dare to take credit and said modestly.
While Wang Qing illuminated the room with the light of her mobile phone, Bai Menglu quickly rummaged through the utility room for clues.
She quickly noticed that in the corner of the utility room, there was a wardrobe that looked exactly like the wardrobes in every dormitory.
The only difference is that this wardrobe has a smashed mirror.
Compared with other wardrobes, this wardrobe seems "dead".
If we say that other wardrobes are "living", they always have a sense of prying eyes, watching everyone who lives in the dormitory.
So this wardrobe is just a mummy that has been dusty for many years, lifeless.
At the same time, there is no sense of threat.
"Wang Qing, that wardrobe——"
Just as Bai Menglu pointed to the closet, Wang Qing had already walked over first.
"Hey, there's also a wardrobe here."
It happened to be the wardrobe in my dormitory, but I didn’t know when it was lost.
Wang Qing was originally a little worried.
I don't know if the lack of a wardrobe in the dormitory will affect the people who live in it after I move out.
It just so happens that there is an exact one here. Can't we just move it back?
Wang Qing opened the closet door and prepared to check whether the closet was in good condition.
I don't know how many years it has been since this wardrobe was used. As soon as Wang Qing opened it, a puff of dust hit his face.
"Ahem——"
Wang Qing coughed and waved away the dust.
Finally, after the dust had almost dispersed, Wang Qing could see clearly what was inside the closet.
A mummy, whose body was convulsed and twisted, fell on its back in the closet.
His hands and feet were all nailed to the closet wall, making it difficult to break free.
The face of the mummy was blurred and unrecognizable.
"Oh, I'll go."
Wang Qing pulled the mummy out of the closet in disgust and threw it aside.
Why are all the messy things stuffed into the closet and even nailed in the closet?
What if the wardrobe is damaged and cannot be used?
Wang Qing lay on the closet partition and carefully inspected the nails on it.
When the mummy was pulled out, the fragile bones fell apart at the touch, and half of the arms were still hanging on the nails.
Wang Qing grabbed the half of the arm and tried to pull it off the nail.
"I didn't expect it to be nailed quite firmly."
Wang Qing muttered, held his arm and pulled harder.
There was a crisp sound. She tore the arm from the wardrobe with the nail attached.
Bai Menglu, who was standing aside, was already numb.
Even though I had been mentally prepared, I was still a little shocked when I saw Wang Qing like this.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed.
I saw half of the notebook falling out of the mummy's arms.
Bai Monroe walked over quickly, bent down and picked up the notebook.
Although I don’t know how long it has been, the inner pages of the notebook have turned yellow and the paper has become brittle.
But the handwriting on it is still clear and complete.
[The salary offered by the host is unexpectedly high. I hope I can save some more money and send it back to Eminem for medical treatment. 】
【This is a deceptive job! We only have four hours of rest every day, but we don’t get paid at all! I have to find a way to escape from here and go to the police station to report the crime! 】
[The wound hurts again. Last time I tried to escape, but I was caught and severely beaten. The thugs here are too powerful and there is no way I can escape. But what about Eminem? Without money, her illness cannot be delayed. 】
[I am also literate, so I am more useful than them. I can please the housekeeper. 】
[I reported the workers who were delayed, and the housekeeper rewarded me with two cents. They seemed to know it was me who did it, and it didn't matter, as long as they could get the money. 】
[I heard their plan... They must not know that I am hiding in the closet, right? 】
[They wanted to escape through the hole in the courtyard wall in the northwest corner. He was blocked there by the housekeeper and thugs, and was caught red-handed. I got ten dollars. Great, Eminem's illness has been cured. 】
[Five girls were missing from those who were captured. The housekeeper said they were beaten to death with sticks. I had a nightmare and saw a man covered in blood looking at me. who is it? It’s Axiu! Where is her skin? 】
【...People like me will definitely go to hell. The housekeeper is dead and the young master will not live long. I am afraid my retribution will come too. 】
[What a pity, the bond is still in the housekeeper's room. I probably won't have the chance to go there and get it back. 】
Bai Menglu read paragraph by paragraph.
Under the dim light, lines of text pieced together a past.
This should be a note left by someone who once worked on the farm.
She was a literate female worker who was tricked into working on this farm together with others.
He works hard every day but doesn't get any pay.
When he tried to escape, he was caught by the farm thugs and gave him a severe lesson.
For money, she finally gave in and chose to take refuge with the powerful housekeeper on the farm.
Relying on betraying his colleagues, he received a lot of rewards.
But later, something seemed to happen to the housekeeper, and he was no longer able to maintain the operation of the farm.
The workers could not stand such working conditions and rioted.
The owner of the note, who was the housekeeper's lackey, was caught by the rebellious workers and punished.
His hands and feet were nailed, he was locked in a cupboard, and he starved to death.
Presumably, this is because in the past, the owner of the notebook would secretly hide in the cabinet and observe his colleagues secretly.
Therefore, those wardrobes in the dormitory will make people feel like they are being watched.
At the same time, Bai Menglu remembered something, and her eyes suddenly changed.
According to the notes, workers rioted.
Does this also mean that the original farmer and steward should have been overthrown?
In other words, the black man who previously insisted that he was a butler may not have been lying.
He was indeed the butler, the former, previous farmer's butler.
So, the woman in the red dress who calls herself the farmer...
Bai Monroe had a bold guess.
However, more information needs to be obtained to verify.
While Bai Menglu was deep in thought, Wang Qing had already picked up the wardrobe in the utility room.
"Wang, Wang Qing?"
"Are you looking for anything else?"
Carrying the wardrobe on one shoulder, Wang Qing still turned around with ease, looked at Bai Menglu, and said good-naturedly:
"If you need anything, I'll get it too."
"No, no more."
Bai Menglu hugged the note in her hand tightly, and followed Wang Qing out of the utility room obediently like a little quail.
When passing by the last row of booths, Bai Monroe glanced inside.
There was no trace of Fu Moli.
The wardrobe that was moved from the utility room had not been used for a long time and had a strong musty smell.
Wang Qing put the wardrobe on the corridor with a "dong" sound.
Open all drawers and cabinet doors to ventilate.
Several other interns in the dormitory were attracted by this movement, and when they came out and saw this scene, they all showed shocked expressions.
"This, this is...?"
Wang Qing noticed everyone's strange looks and felt a little shy.
Averting his eyes, he stretched out his hand to scratch his head and replied: "The old wardrobe is a bit moldy. I put it here for ventilation."
Everyone turned back to look at the large wardrobe in their own room.
Uh...could it be that this is how this strange story is handled?
When some people saw this, they were a little eager to imitate it.
However, not close yet.
I heard a small scratching sound coming from the closet.
Sharp, long, harsh——
There was also a vague sense of indescribable threat.
It seems to be saying, "You dare to touch me and try."
