Chapter 238 Found You!

"The better the girl behaves, the more jealous other people will be. In fact, even if she does nothing, the people around her will isolate her."

"Sometimes God is too partial, and it's not necessarily a good thing. After all, there are devils hidden around us."

"One of the other five girls in the dance studio is in love, and it's a cliché story."

"She wrote a love letter and wanted to confess, but unfortunately the boy didn't like her at all. He just wanted to get more information about another girl when he approached her."

"Shame and jealousy drove her to make a crazy decision after learning everything."

"She found the staff of the equipment management department, and they discussed everything and decided to destroy the girl together."

"Near the provincial dance competition, the six girls would go to the dance studio to train every afternoon. It was summer vacation and there was no one in the school."

"Several other female students pretended to ease their relationship with the girl, who was kind-hearted and tried very hard to fit into their circle."

"She did a lot of chores by herself, and she made candy by herself to give to her 'friends'."

"But what she didn't expect was that it was just a trap."

"It's her 'friend' who wants to push her into the abyss."

The story of No. 2 continues. Hearing this, Chen Ge's fingers are already clenched.

Got you!

The murderer took the crime he committed as a story and told it to everyone present, and there was no trace of repentance in his words.

"Zhang Ya..." Chen Ge called out silently from the bottom of her heart. The story of No. 2 made her feel an inexplicable emotion towards this girl. It should be distressed.

There was a slight change in the color of the shadow, but Zhang Ya did not appear.

Probably because she had eaten too many ghosts in the third ward, and she was digesting them.

Feeling a little, the second newcomer glanced at Chen Ge's location.

"The girl called out to her 'friends' for help. Not only did her 'friends' fail to help her, but one of them took out a love letter from her backpack, which was written by her favorite boy,

Too bad it wasn't written for her. "

"Then the desperate girl looked at the window behind her. She fell from the fourth floor and bled all over the place, but she was still alive at that time."

"She can't make a sound, her eyes are open, and she has been staring at the 'friends' who have left her."

"The white dress was dyed blood red, and no one knew when she died. Her body was not found until the next day."

No. 2 said every word, and the blood lines in Chen Ge's shadow became richer. After swallowing the two slender monsters and most of the body of the red-clothed dean, Zhang Ya seemed to be undergoing some kind of change.

Chen Ge had no way to wake Zhang Ya up. Zhang Ya helped him three times in total, and each time she showed up on her own initiative.

"Apart from the fall, the girl had no other scars. In addition, the ground ducks colluded in advance, and this incident was finally characterized as suicide."

No. 2 was able to remain calm at first, but as he spoke, his breathing began to become rapid, and he would always look unnaturally at where Chen Ge was.

He seemed to have noticed something, speeding up his speech, and hurriedly recounted the final fate of the five girls.

They will always receive unknown bloody love letters at night, and the girls who receive love letters will have accidents within a week for various reasons, and more coincidentally, the corpses end up sitting on chairs.

"It sounds like a curse game, but it's the truth. I suspect that the girl who fell from the building has become a ghost and has been wandering in the dance room."

Two took a step back. "My story is finished."

"The plot is good, but your story is terrible. In the future, you can ask others for advice on how to tell a story well." The man on the right side of the table yawned and looked at the other side of the table: "What do you think?"

"At least it aroused my interest, unlike last week's newcomer." The man sitting first on the left tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes gloomy.

The man on the right smiled and said casually, "Since he also passed, let No. 3 start."

"Wait a minute." The man on the left spoke again, his eyes slowly moving away from No. 2 and looking at Chen Ge: "No. 2, No. 4, you two met before?"

Chen Ge didn't expect the other party to be so keen, Zhang Ya never responded to him, at this time he could only find a way to delay the time.

"I don't know." No. 2 spoke first, and he didn't expect that his small movements would be noticed by the man at the table.

"Since you don't know him, why do you always look at him intentionally or unintentionally when telling stories?" After the man finished speaking, everyone on both sides of the table looked at No. 2 and Chen Ge.

His eyes were like sharp knives, emitting a dangerous aura.

The situation in the house suddenly became tense, Chen Ge kept calling Zhang Ya's name in his heart, but unfortunately he never got a response, but the bloodshots in the shadow became more and more clear.

Comparatively speaking, No. 2 may be more calm: "He makes me feel very uncomfortable, and there is a faint voice in my head telling me that this person is dangerous."

"Dangerous?" The eyes of several people in the room were all focused on Chen Ge: "A dangerous newcomer?"

"Is it because of his mask?" The man who said he liked Chen Ge's mask spoke again, holding his chin, as if admiring the workmanship of the human skin mask: "It's really a beautiful piece of art, one day, it will will belong to me."

This person can be regarded as helping Chen Ge out of the siege. The first man sitting on the left of the dining table didn't ask any more questions. He waved his hand: "Number three, let me hear your story."

Among the four newcomers, only No. 3 is a woman, and her height and body shape are very ordinary.

"My surname is Zhong, and I work in a chemical plant." The woman stroked her face with the homemade mask, and the first sentence she said made everyone frown.

"Miss Zhong, for your own safety, please don't divulge information casually." The man on the right reminded, but the woman didn't care.

"The story I'm going to tell is about my wife." The woman's voice was very nice, as light as birdsong, making it very comfortable to listen to.

"She's four years younger than me, and she's a late-night radio anchor."

"She is in charge from 12 midnight to 2 am, so every time she comes home late."

"When I first got married, I would wait until she came back to sleep with me, because I had to go to work the next day, and I couldn't hold it any longer."

"I'll make dinner for two, leave a note for her, and let her come back in the evening to have her own hot meal."

"It was fine at first, but from a certain day, my wife never touched the food on the table again."

"When I woke up in the morning, the food was still the same, but the kitchen utensils and pots were all used."

"My wife seems to be cooking something in the kitchen by herself at night."