"Hehehe, it's not that I'm busy, it's that they are scared~ After all, they are on duty this week and have to arrive early every day, and there are not many people at school in the morning. The key is that they have also mastered the ability to scare themselves..." Hoshino Sora pouted at Guanghua and the others and responded with a smile.
"Slander! He is slandering!" Guanghua hurriedly jumped out to prove that he was not the one, but the effect...it felt like he was not inciting himself.
"Hey, if you're scared, then come to our karate club, which not only trains your body but also your courage." Tsukamoto Sumi shook her head helplessly when she saw this, and then started recruiting people for the club.
"Karate... forget it, it's too painful, and... Xiaolan is from the karate club, but she is also afraid of that kind of thing..." Guanghua declined without thinking. She had met Xiaolan and the others. The training, the amount of training added to her, will definitely make her shrink into a lotus!
Besides, even karate can't change a person's fear of scary things.
Xiaolan opened her mouth, but found she was unable to refute.
"..." Tsukamoto Sumi looked at Xiaolan and was speechless. Xiaolan was good at everything, and her fighting ability was also top-notch, but there was one thing: she was as afraid of supernatural things as a child.
Having no choice, she walked into the warehouse and came under a skylight. She pointed to the half-open window and said, "If you want to check the so-called crying, then the truth is this skylight! The lock of the window happened to be broken that day and it was not closed. , and there happened to be wind coming in from here, which produced the so-called crying sound..."
"The truth is so simple!" Guanghua was dumbfounded, "What was the promise of crying and complaining?"
"It was very simple in the first place, but it became outrageous after spreading rumors." Tsukamoto Sumi said helplessly.
Just as he was talking, raindrops drifted in from the skylight, and the sound of raindrops came from outside.
"Akora, you're so tall, please shut it down." Tsukamoto Sumi shouted with a smile.
"Okay!" Hoshino Sora immediately went to close the window.
"Oops, I didn't bring an umbrella!"
"I didn't bring it either!"
"I have a belt..."
"One handful is not enough..."
When Guanghua and others saw that it was really raining, they suddenly exclaimed.
Tsukamoto Sumi said: "Then let's find a place to take shelter from the rain. Anyway, it's a shower, and it comes and goes quickly. Besides, aren't you going to investigate supernatural events? Just in time, I'm going to the library. Since you are investigating , then you will definitely go there, right?”
"The library of hatred!" Yuanzi blurted out.
"Should I choose such an evil name? It will make me afraid to go to the library in the future!" Guanghua complained.
"Let's go." Tsukamoto Sumi took the lead in walking out of the warehouse after covering Hideaki Hoita's desk with cloth again.
Others quickly followed out and listened to Yuanzi telling about the supernatural events that happened in the library.
"Xiao Mi, did you find anything?" Hoshino Sora saw Xiao Mi staying in front of Hideaki Hoita's desk and observed carefully for a while.
Xiao Mi opened a corner of the cloth, pointed to a signature on the table, and said, "Akong, have you seen this signature?"
Hoshino Sora nodded, "I saw it early in the morning. Judging from the situation, it was written by Hideaki Hoba, the owner of the desk."
It's a pity that it's not 'morning', otherwise everyone would be Brother Xun's good friends just like Runtu, Yu, Ah Q and others.
"Yes, and it was written in pencil!" Xiao Mi emphasized.
"Uh..." Hoshino Sora couldn't help but asked doubtfully after hearing something in her words, "It's a pencil, right. Is there any problem?"
"The problem is not Hideaki Hoita, but..." Xiaomi glanced at his companion who had already walked out, and said quickly, "Let's go there too."
With that said, she left quickly.
"When I came in the morning, the books were piled outside in a mess. They were the books that Hideaki Hoita had borrowed. And they were for four days in a row!"
"No matter how you think about it, this is the resentment of the guarantor who can no longer read these books. It is a deep resentment..."
Sonoko was talking about the origin of the "library of hatred" in a sensational way.
Hoshino closed the barn door and followed Xiaomi behind. While listening to Yuanzi's explanation, he asked Xiaomi: "By the way, Xiaomi, what's the problem you just mentioned?"
"Well, Akong, how long do you think the things written in pencil on the desk can be stored?" Xiaomi asked.
"It depends on the situation. If you use it frequently, if you pull it with your hands, the things written on the table will be imprinted on the sleeves, and the handwriting will be blurred. So if you want to keep it, you have to follow Brother Xun's method of writing on the desk If it is engraved, it will be passed on forever." Sora Hoshino said, "However, since Hideaki Hoita has passed away, it is not surprising that the signature on the table can be preserved."
"Then have you ever thought about why this desk is kept instead of being used? I looked carefully and found that this desk has accumulated a lot of dust. It should have been since the death of Hideaki Hoita. I haven’t cleaned it again, because once it is cleaned, the signature will inevitably disappear." Xiao Mi said in a deep voice.
"Uh... That's right. Normally, when students no longer study, the desks will be used by the younger students. They will not be reserved for no reason... Could it be because of the accidental death, so the school has a special desk? Reserve?" Hoshino Sora guessed.
"Probably not. This kind of thing is not honorable to the school. Even if you want to stay, you won't just pile it up in the sports warehouse where everyone will come. Doesn't this directly tell everyone that someone in the school died unexpectedly?" Xiao Mi He shook his head.
"Indeed, and with the principal's picky personality, if he can continue to use it, he will never leave it idle!" Hoshino Sora couldn't help but feel ashamed when he thought of the principal's virtue of diligence and frugality.
"So, someone deliberately preserved the desk. I personally feel that it may be Baoban's family, because they also want to preserve the traces of their children in this school." Xiao Mi thought.
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