Therefore, Lu Ming and I had another conflict with the two security guards. During the argument, Teacher Sun shouted: "You all should stop making trouble. We have already called the police and are waiting for the patrol to handle it."
Before he finished speaking, a patrol car actually drove into the campus and stopped next to the ghost building in an instant. Everyone looked at the car.
Two people got out of the car, both wearing patrol uniforms.
The leader was a man with a Chinese character, a serious face, and an upright look. He was about 40 years old. Judging from his age and temperament, he should be at the leadership level.
The other one is just the opposite. Although he is also wearing a patrol uniform, he is only about 20 years old. There is a bit of childishness and simplicity in his eyebrows. He looks like a young patrolman who has just joined the job.
"Who called the police?" He stood there with a Chinese character and asked in an imposing manner.
Teacher Sun walked over and said, "Comrade patrol, I called the police."
The Chinese-character face looked at Teacher Sun.
"The phone said a female classmate was missing. What's going on?"
"Well, it's not lost, it's entered this building." Teacher Sun raised his hand and pointed to the ghost building in front of him.
The Chinese-character face frowned.
"Going into the building? You know that someone has gone into the building. Can't you just find the person? Why don't you call the police?"
Teacher Sun had an embarrassment on his face: "We...we also want to go in and find her, but...but we don't dare?"
"Don't dare? What does this mean?"
The security guard next to him interrupted: "There is a ghost in this building, no one dares to enter."
"That's nonsense." He frowned and scolded the man with a Chinese character. In his profession, he absolutely did not believe in the theory of ghosts and gods.
"It's true, comrade patrol." The security guard blushed.
"It's really haunted, otherwise this building wouldn't have been sealed."
"Song Li, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Tao scolded the security guard, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the Chinese-character face with a smile on his face.
"Comrade patrol, don't listen to the security guard's nonsense. The main reason is that the girl may be a little mentally ill. We were afraid of something happening, so we called the police."
Lu Ming was so angry that his lungs exploded. He even said that Xiaorou was mentally ill. Due to Zhang Tao's majesty, he did not dare to refute, but I couldn't bear it and said loudly: "Director Zhang, I think you are the one who is sick." ? Obviously we can find the person if we go in, but you refuse to go and don’t let us go. You insist on calling the police and deliberately causing trouble to my uncle who is on patrol. What kind of peace of mind do you have? "
"You..." Zhang Tao glared at me.
I ignored him and said directly to the Chinese character: "Uncle Patrolman, I won't bother you with this little thing. Let's go in and find the person."
"You can't go, you must not go. If you go, you won't be able to come back." Lao Wang, who was watching the door, suddenly raised his voice and said, his voice trembling.
"There is a ghost inside, there is a ghost..."
The Chinese-character face was a little impatient. This kind of thing really wasn't worth bothering them with. Shouldn't they just go find someone in the building? So he glared at Zhang Tao intentionally or unintentionally.
Then he turned to the young patrolman standing behind him and said, "They're all here, Xiao Chen'er, go in and find this person."
"Okay, Director, aren't we just looking for someone? Just wait and see." The young patrolman looked excited, like a soldier who had just entered the battlefield and was eager to make meritorious service. He also spoke an authentic Henan dialect, which sounded a bit funny.
Lu Ming hurriedly stepped forward and said that he would go in with him because the girl he was looking for was his girlfriend.
Lu Ming and I were together, so the young patrolman glanced at us and waved his hand: "Well, you two, please go in with me."
He took out a flashlight and walked into the ghost building first. He didn't notice the worried and fearful looks of the security guard, Teacher Sun and others behind him.
Lu Ming and I also followed in.
Lao Wangtou suddenly jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs: "You can't go in, that thing is underground, and you can't get out if you go in."
I trembled inexplicably, turned to look at Lao Wangtou, and found that he had been dragged aside by two security guards, and Zhang Tao was scolding him.
Lu Ming and I looked at each other and couldn't help but feel scared. We had seen how scary this ghost building was last time, and we were by no means alarmist.
But for Xiaorou, we have to go. There are patrols here, and Zhang Tao doesn't dare to stop us anymore.
"What are you two bothering about? Hurry up and catch up." The young patrolman turned around and urged us both.
At this time, we had entered the ghost building, and a chill came over us, making Lu Ming shiver.
The young patrolman muttered: "It's quite cold here. It's so dark that you can't see anything."
He shined his flashlight on the stairs leading to the second floor and the corridor on the right corner of the first floor.
"What's the girl's name?" he asked.
"Xiaorou, uh, Mirou." Lu Ming answered.
So the little patrolman turned into the corridor on the first floor with a flashlight, calling Mirou's name while searching.
There are classrooms on both sides of the corridor. The doors are all locked, and it is pitch dark when you look through the windows.
After looking around, there was no trace of Xiaorou.
"Okay, there isn't one on the first floor. Let's go look for it on the second floor." The little patrolman raised his flashlight and walked up the stairs to the second floor, muttering: "Why are you here if you can't sleep well in the middle of the night? A little girl doesn’t know how to be afraid, hey, this building seems to have been unused for a long time, what’s going on?”
I replied: "It was abandoned because it was haunted."
"Haunted?" The little patrolman laughed a few times.
"We are all college students and have received education in the new era. How can we still believe this? This is just nonsense."
Lu Ming said: "It's really haunted, so the name of this building is called Ghost Building."
The young patrolman sneered, and while holding up the flashlight and shining it around, he raised his voice and said, "Where is the ghost? Where is it? What does the ghost look like? Come out and let me see it."
I heard some old people say that it is very taboo to discuss ghosts at night, as it is easy to actually attract those things, and besides, it is in such a gloomy environment.
So I changed the topic and said that we should go upstairs quickly to find Xiaorou.
"Xiaorou, Xiaorou..."
We searched around the second floor, but there was still no sign of Xiaorou.
So I started walking up the stairs to the third floor, praying in my heart that I wouldn't encounter anything weird like last time.
There is a small window at the entrance of the stairs, and the shadows of the trees outside are projected onto the stairs through the moonlight. When the wind blows, the shadows of the trees move, which makes people's hair stand on end.
The whole building was completely silent, except for the sound of the footsteps of the three of us stepping up the stairs, clicking...
The atmosphere is really weird.
Suddenly, without warning, the three of us stopped, and almost at the same time we felt the eerie and strange aura. It was a chilling feeling that was indescribable.
"It feels so strange." The little patrolman muttered, and the light of the flashlight flashed across our faces.
"I said, why don't you two leave?"
Lu Ming and I looked at each other and looked at the little patrolman at the same time.
"What do you want me to do? Come on, keep looking." The little patrolman said, ready to turn around and continue walking up the stairs, but as soon as he lifted his feet, he stopped there again.
"Da da da……"
There was a sound of footsteps stepping on the stairs, from bottom to top.
The three of us were stunned.
We didn't move at this time. The footsteps couldn't be ours. They came from downstairs. Someone is coming?
Isn't it? Who else but us? Could it be that the policeman with the Chinese character also came in?
