Still at school? Gu Mian frowned but said nothing.
He turned to Guo Jii, who indeed continued, "Gu Mian, don't you see? This is the elevator to our school's basent floor!"
Of course, Gu Mian knew nothing about any so-called basent floor. He wasn't originally part of this instance. Even if this damn school had a basent floor elevator, he wouldn't know about it.
So Gu Mian could only remain silent, pretending to be deep in thought, not answering Guo Jii's question.
Fortunately, Guo Jii didn't seem to be paying much attention to him, her gaze fixed on the elevator before them. "That's right, we're still in the school, and we've been sent to the basent floor!"
Gu Mian really wanted to ask Guo Jii how she knew this was the basent floor's elevator, but rationality made him keep his mouth shut.
Judging by Guo Jii's words and mannerisms, the 'Gu Mian' she knew was apparently familiar with this basent floor.
Guo Jii murmured in a low voice, "The school closed off this basent floor many years ago, supposedly because of so incident..."
Gu Mian stroked his chin. He hadn't expected his thoughtful act to be so useful today—a rare thing. "Are you sure that person ca this way?"
Guo Jii was taken aback for a mont before answering, "Yes, I heard his footsteps co this way. He went in and never ca back out."
Gu Mian frowned. Went in and never ca back out... That idiom she used was quite chilling.
There wasn't a single soul here. The only elevator leading to other places had long been shut down. If they wanted to leave, they could only retrace their steps.
But the person Guo Jii ntioned had vanished here—incredibly eerie. It was highly likely this was the motionless shadow Gu Mian had seen earlier in the corridor, assuming Guo Jii was telling the truth.
There was no one else, just him and Guo Jii. As he contemplated this, Gu Mian glanced at Guo Jii. She was still staring intently at the elevator doors, though nothing about them seed particularly noteworthy to him.
Gu Mian looked away. Since he couldn't find anyone else at the mont and couldn't verify Guo Jii's identity, he'd have to think of another plan.
Since this basent floor was closed off, they probably wouldn't find an exit. Their only hope was that the ghost who'd thrown them in here would also throw them back out.
"However..." Gu Mian stroked his chin. "If the ghost threw us in here and doesn't plan to get us out, wouldn't everyone thrown in here end up dead?"
Guo Jii shivered at his words. "Yes, that way the ghost can kill all of us directly!"
But in theory, a ghost could only kill one person per night. This applied whether the killing was active, passive, or accidental. A ghost couldn't kill a second person on the sa night. Otherwise, the ghost itself would die for killing multiple people.
A ghost suffocating a group of people to death here would also count as murder, even if not by its own hand.
"Don't panic," Gu Mian reassured. "A ghost can only kill one person each night, or it will die too. If we all die here, the ghost will also perish. I don't think the ghost that moved us here intends to sacrifice itself."
Gu Mian saw Guo Jii breathe a sigh of relief. He continued, "Besides, it's not guaranteed that we can't find an exit..."
But just as he said this, he suddenly heard a faint rustling sound from behind. If not for his excellent hearing, he might have missed it entirely.
Gu Mian imdiately turned to look. Was there soone there?
Behind him was still the sa pitch-black, narrow corridor, its contents obscured by darkness.
"What's wrong?" Guo Jii asked cautiously, noticing his reaction. Apparently, she hadn't heard the sound.
Gu Mian shook his head. "Nothing. Since this way is a dead end, let's try sowhere else to find an exit."
Guo Jii clearly didn't want to go off on her own, so she didn't hesitate to follow Gu Mian.
The two quickly exited the stairwell, arriving at the slightly larger platform where Gu Mian had stopped earlier.
Passing the pitch-black passageway again, Gu Mian peered inside but saw nothing.
This platform branched off in three directions: one led to the elevator they had just co from; another to the corridor Gu Mian had initially entered; and the last was the direction from which Xu Xingcheng's silhouette had appeared.
Gu Mian didn't hesitate and walked directly towards the corridor where Xu Xingcheng's silhouette had just appeared.
He noticed the underground corridors did indeed resemble the school's layout, though he found it hard to believe a single school building could be this expansive.
Gu Mian led the way, lamp in hand. Beside him, Guo Jii cautiously ventured, "I heard the school's entire basent level is interconnected."
"Entirely interconnected?"
"Yes," Guo Jii said. "Supposedly, all the academic buildings and dormitories have basents, and they're all linked by tunnels."
That was quite novel.
"I heard from seniors that the stairs and elevators in our school used to lead directly to the basent floor. However, after a certain incident, the whole area was closed off…"
As Gu Mian walked down the corridor, listening to Guo Jii, he noted its extre length. He suspected this was one of the 'tunnels' Guo Jii had ntioned that connected the basent levels.
As the pair continued down the pitch-black corridor, Gu Mian spotted another figure in the distance. This ti, it was Chu Changge.
Chu Changge was pushing open a door along the corridor. He peeked inside, then paused at the entrance, frowning as if deep in thought.
Gu Mian had only spotted him for a few seconds when Chu Changge seed to sense their presence and looked over.
Good, Gu Mian thought. Now two more partners in misfortune have joined , though I'm still not sure if they're human or ghost.
By then, Chu Changge had walked over. Guo Jii seed sowhat excited. "It looks like we've all been brought to this place!"
From her reaction, it seed the more people transported here, the happier she beca.
Gu Mian ignored the slightly overexcited Guo Jii and turned to Chu Changge. "Were you also transported here as soon as it hit eight o'clock?"
Chu Changge nodded. "Yes. And I found this." As he spoke, he pulled a photograph from his pocket.
Gu Mian took it. The photograph was considerably faded, but the image was still discernible: twelve people.
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