Escape from the building's gates does not constitute escape from Mount Horror.
Several people disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace behind.
The clock runs backwards.
Based on the existing information, Gu Mian felt that the second guess was more likely.
The fat man was a little dizzy: "So Brother Chu may have gone out now?"
Gu Mian glanced at him: "I was just making an analogy. Have you ever seen a book in which the watch ran backwards? We may not be in it, it may be in something else."
As he spoke, he rubbed the row of vertical buttons in the middle of the phone in his hand: "Nine o'clock and two..."
The fat man turned on the flashlight and made a guilty voice: "Doctor, why do I always feel like you have guessed something?"
Gu Mian raised his head: "It still needs practice to prove it. Let's watch the disc first."
At this time, several people had arrived at the door of Fatty's house.
Because this seems to be the room that Zhao Lei used when he was in middle school, the things inside are very in line with the atmosphere of his student days - except for the few clothes in the closet that exude a strong non-mainstream atmosphere.
"By the way, didn't Zhao Lei say that his father didn't give him a dime more? Where could he get the money to buy such clothes..." The fat man looked at the wardrobe.
If nothing else, that leather jacket doesn't look cheap.
Although you can tell at first glance that it is low-quality artificial leather, buying this dress is considered a luxury for such a family.
At this time, Gu Mian was prying the disc tray on the host computer.
This crappy computer has no keyboard, and there's no power plug. If it's not connected to power, there's no way to pop out the tray with just a click.
Gu Mian had no choice but to pry it. Although this broken computer couldn't be connected to power, she wanted to put the CD in and try it first.
He thought as he used some force with his hands, the tray was finally pried out by a centimeter. Gu Mian immediately stretched out his hand to grab it, pulled the entire tray out, then put the disc on it, and then slapped the tray back hard.
Done in one go.
The fat man looked on from the side: "I said, doctor, you haven't watched movies less before, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense to me." Gu Mian glanced at him and said, "Look at the screen."
The fat man looked at the screen nonchalantly, and saw that the unplugged computer turned on after placing the disc.
This was originally supposed to be a weird thing, but it didn't seem so weird when placed in a supernatural copy.
On the disc is a video.
It's more like surveillance than video recording, like surveillance in schools.
The camera should be on the ceiling. At this time, the scene on the screen is looking down. There is a door in the middle of the screen. This kind of door was common when Gu Mian was in school. It was the door of the office shared by many teachers.
The screen glowed faintly in the darkness. The fat man stretched his neck out curiously, and his big face almost touched the screen.
Gu Mian pushed his head: "Be careful, a hand will stretch out from inside and grab you."
When the fat man heard this, he immediately took a few steps back in fear.
The video didn't show the time, but Gu Mian guessed it was dinner time in the evening.
Because no one could be seen walking in the corridor and it was getting dark, the students should have gone to the cafeteria or returned to their dormitories.
There is a strip of glass on the office door, and you can see several teachers eating inside, which they brought out from the cafeteria in plastic bags.
Several teachers also brought pots and were cooking something in front of a rice cooker.
The scene was quiet for a few minutes until everyone broke the silence.
"teacher!"
The fat man almost jumped when he heard this shout.
He originally thought it was a silent movie, but the sudden sound frightened him so much that his heart skipped a beat.
"What the hell? There's obviously no speaker..." The fat man covered his chest.
But he didn't complain much, and then looked at the screen seriously.
"teacher……"
Several students in school uniforms ran up the stairs quickly and rushed into the office without even knocking on the door.
They anxiously said something to a teacher inside, and then the teacher jumped up and rushed out the door, as if his buttocks were on fire, and then ran towards the stairs.
Several teachers in the office followed him out, but they were not so anxious. Instead, they gathered at the door and discussed something.
After some time, Gu Mian saw the teacher who had fled back, followed by a silent boy in school uniform.
The boy lowered his head, but several people recognized him at a glance. He was Zhao Lei.
"What the hell?" Fatty was a little surprised: "This plot seems a bit familiar."
Zhao Lei told them that it should be the time of the fight.
In the video, Zhao Lei followed the teacher into the office with his head lowered. The sound of their conversation was not loud, and Gu Mian could only hear a few bytes.
"Fight...parents, directors"
"Drop out of school..."
Zhao Lei seemed to sob a few times, then shook his head desperately.
The teacher sighed, said something to him, and then picked up the phone.
Then Zhao Lei lowered his head, walked out of the office slowly, and then stood against the wall next to him, as if he was standing in a penalty stand.
At this time, the students had finished their meals and returned to the classroom one after another to prepare for evening self-study.
Zhao Lei stood at the door of the office with his head lowered.
Students passing by would look at him with curious expressions, and some would whisper to each other as they passed by. After saying a few words, they would look up at Zhao Lei, obviously talking about him.
Several boys stood not far away, huddled together and pointing at something while looking at Zhao Lei.
Several people looking at the screen could vaguely hear a few words:
"Compensate..."
"I heard that his father bit him to death..."
"Poor"
At this time, Zhao Lei's head was buried even lower.
Several waves of students passed by, and without exception, they all looked at him with disdain or disdain. Not long after, Gu Mian saw a tall, round man appear on the screen.
This man seemed to have eaten well at first glance. His neck was almost as thick as his head. He seemed to be running very fast, panting and climbing up the stairs, and then rushed into the office.
The man seemed to have cursed a few times in the office, then strode out again, pointed at Zhao Lei's nose, and began to curse.
"You were the one who broke my son's nose? You little beast"
"If there is something wrong with my son...just wait for me, bah!"
"Who do you think you are!"
The man seemed to want to take action, but he held back and just stood in front of Zhao Lei and cursed.
Several teachers came out and grabbed the man. The class teacher, who was suspected to be Zhao Lei, was calling anxiously over and over again, as if no one was answering the phone.
After several more calls, the phone was picked up.
At this time, Zhao Lei next to him was already crying loudly, and the man's cursing voice became a little quieter.
The head teacher didn't know what he said, then hung up the phone, walked up quickly and pulled Zhao Lei to leave.
But the man reluctantly grabbed Zhao Lei's arm: "Want to leave? Who asked you to leave? Ah? Who asked you to leave?"
As he spoke, he wanted to drag Zhao Lei down the stairs: "You still dare to hit my precious son. We will go to the bureau today. I'll leave it at that. If I get you in today, don't even think about getting out!"
Seeing that something was not going well, several teachers quickly separated the two people.
The head teacher took the opportunity and took Zhao Lei away quickly.
The man was surrounded by a group of teachers, who were still cursing.
It wasn't until Zhao Lei's figure completely disappeared from the surveillance camera that his voice became quieter.
"Sure enough, it's the same as what Zhao Lei said." The fat man sighed: "Everyone else's dad scolded him so much that he didn't know where his dad was..."
At this moment, Gu Mian noticed a thin voice suddenly appeared on the stairs.
The thin figure rushed up the stairs like lightning. He first stopped and glanced around, and then saw the man surrounded by teachers who were scolding him.
The man in the middle obviously recognized the man who had just come up. He sighed: "Are you that little bastard's father? I heard my son said that if you don't care about your son after you give birth, he will be very poor."
"I have a father but no father to support me. No wonder he is so cowardly. He only dares to bully my son. He doesn't even dare to raise his head when I scold him."
"Fuck you!" The thin man suddenly burst out with a curse word, and then rushed over: "You can scold my son too?"
