Du Sixian held the edge of the white porcelain plate, and fine beads of sweat oozed out from the palm of her hand.
Should I tell them or hide it from them? I want to protect my mistress, but I cant let An Qing down, or I can destroy it.
Thinking about it, Du Sixian lingered in front of the desk for a long ti until An Qings and Huas badges vibrated.
Did any of you find anything? Jianglis voice sounded. If not, co over to the auditorium as soon as possible. We found sothing over here.
Jiangli was never the type of person to make a fuss. If she said that she found sothing, it must be sothing big.
Du Sixian glanced towards them, and seeing that they were distracted, she stuffed the porcelain plate into her clothes.
I need to dispose of this sohow, she thought to herself.
Jiangli must have found sothing big. I suggest we go there imdiately, An Qing said. There doesnt seem to be anything unusual here for the ti being.
Hua simply nodded, leading her team out of the classroom. However, her eyes swept past Du Sixian, and she found it weird that she was lingering at that table for too long.
Forget it. Shes a newcor. Its probably nothing.
In the depths of a dilapidated school, there is a building that is much smaller than other buildings. It imitates the curved do built by the National Center for the Performing Arts and is equipped with so Roman pillars.
This is the auditorium of Shihekou High School, with a total of two floors.
A few minutes ago, Jianglis group felt a strange wave of psychic energy. The floor-to-ceiling glass doors were all locked, and there was a thick layer of dust on them, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside the auditorium.
Standing in front of the doors, Jiangli was considering whether to break into the auditorium to save ti or wait for her mbers to find the key. However, one of her team mbers shouted, Operator Jiangli, there is an ergency exit back here!
Soon, she ca to the ergency exit and saw that the thick iron gate of the exit was deford and heavily damaged as if it had been smashed through by sobody. Between the gaps was a hole that could fit exactly one person inside.
Ill head in first, Jiangli announced. You can follow after I confirm that there is no danger inside.
Understood!
Jiangli took a step into the auditorium, and a dazzling silver light gathered at her feet as it travelled up her legs. Soon, her lower body was wrapped in silver-white armour that shimred a pale blue, and her walking stick had transford into a great lance.
Jiangli channelled her psychic energy in an attempt to sense danger, and after confirming that there was nothing inside, she called out to her team mbers to enter.
The three entered one by one and turned on their flashlights.
There is a walkway that can accommodate four or five people standing in a line and extends four or five tres forward. The walkway turns to the right, leading directly into the auditorium.
The surrounding walls are yellowed, with mildew spots on the corners of the walls, and there are bits of trash scattered on the ground.
Jiang Li took two steps forward and suddenly stepped on sothing under her feet, making a soft noise. She frowned slightly as she brought her leg up and saw a mouse corpse with all of its innards removed, leaving only skin.
Jiangli brought her leg down, crushed the skin with her heel, and continued moving forward. Soon, they ca across a large iron door.
Jiangli stepped forward and gently pushed the iron door. Accompanied by a soft whining sound, a strange sll whiffed from within.
Corpses, Jiangli thought as she slled that all-too-familiar stench. To be exact, it was the stench of urban legend corpses.
Without staying too long, she pushed open the door and stepped into the auditorium in two or three steps. Seeing the scene inside, her face sank.
The mbers of the Night Division were all psychologically and ntally resistant to the horrors they would encounter in their line of work. However, when they saw the scene in the auditorium, they couldnt help but tremble, and one of them even dropped his flashlight in shock.
The auditorium was imitating major theatrestall, wide halls with nearly a thousand seats spread out in a fan shape.
The turbid air is accompanied by a gloomy, cold draft, and at a glance, all of the seats were densely packed with shadowy figures.
The figures stared forward at the stage, like an audience unwilling to leave.
The curtains of the stage were a dull white, yellowed from the erosion of ti.
Glancing at her team mbers, who were all petrified, she walked forward, grabbed the figure, and tossed it in front of the three of them.
No psychic fluctuations. This is not an urban legend.
The three-pointed their flashlights towards the figure on the ground, and they saw that it was rely a sandbag puppet made with sheets and pillows.
These sheets were the bedding in the dorms, but since all the students here were rich, they didnt use the bedding provided. When the Night Division first ca here, they found a large amount of bedding piled up in the storage room.
The sandbag puppets were noted in the Records as rough in workmanship, with the vague appearance of a person. However, these dummies have a human face drawn on them, and the classes and nas of students were written on the back of these puppets.
Maybe the graveyard shift wasnt that bad, one mber spoke up.
Oh my god Is it moving?
When one of the mbers put their foot on the puppet, his boots caught on the rope of the puppets chest, which flung the puppet straight towards him.
Haha! It just got stuck to your boot! Weve done this mission so many tis, and youre still scared of the puppets?
How would I know its not alive?
Jiangli silently shook her head at her teams banter and swung her lance in the air, walking in the direction of the stench. Walking down the aisle, she gradually walked to the front of the stage.
At this mont, there was a sound of tal collapsing, and the curtains imdiately fell with a whoosh, flooding the entire auditorium in a cloud of pungent dust.
When the dust settled, Jiangli saw more than a corpse-like puppet in performance costus standing on stage. Shrouded in darkness, they were forced into various poses and seed to twist their broken bodies ever so slightly.
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