Aoba Office

The screen continued to move forward, crossing the gravel road and arriving at the back door of the teaching building.

After a dark corridor, you can see a row of three classrooms. The signs on the doors read "Science Room", "Labor Room", and "Equipment Room" in order. Different from the classrooms in the main building, the classrooms here are larger and have only high ventilation windows and no glass on the walls. On both sides of the corridor are men's and women's toilets.

"I only have the key to the art room, which is on the second floor. The layout of the classrooms is the same," the old man said.

There are stairs at the left and right ends of the corridor.

The old man led the way and took the stairs on the left. The first room up was "Art Room 1", and the next door was "Art Room 2".

The old man took the key and came out to open the door, "This is for painting."

The classroom tables and chairs behind the door are neat, but they are different from ordinary classroom desks. The desks here are one size larger. Students' paintings are hung around the classroom, as well as plaster figures for sketching and other art supplies. There is also a pool in the corner of the classroom.

The old man led people to "Art Room 2" again, "This is for calligraphy practice. Our school has calligraphy classes."

The same classroom layout, but the difference from the previous classroom is that the works hanging on the wall are no longer watercolor paintings and crayon paintings, but calligraphy works.

"The next room is the art group's warehouse. There are some teaching tools and students' works." The old man introduced, "It's very homey there. You..." His focus was outside the camera frame.

"Can things here be moved?" Liu Miao asked.

"Yes. Then just return the things to their original places." The old man replied.

"Then let's go next door." Liu Miao took a few steps and appeared in the screen. He looked around and looked at the scenery outside the classroom window.

The group of people moved to "Art Room 1" again.

"Old sir, leave the rest to us," Wu Ling said.

The old man hesitated, but he didn't stay long.

Liu Miao and Ye Qing stacked up the tables, chairs and benches in the classroom and pushed them to a corner of the classroom to make the classroom space larger.

The camera moved to the window.

The windows were closed, and outside was the setting sun, as well as the school gymnasium, library and other buildings in the setting sun.

The school is not too small.

The camera adjusted and scanned every window of the gymnasium and library opposite.

There was no one in the window.

There was no one in the corner of the playground that could be captured in the picture.

The school is eerily quiet after school.

The camera turned and moved towards the classroom door and into the corridor.

The windows in the corridor face the windows of the classroom opposite. The buildings are too close together, which results in poor lighting on both sides.

The classroom opposite was empty, with desks and chairs neatly arranged, the blackboard wiped spotlessly, and the blackboard newspapers at the back of the classroom colorful.

The camera moves down the corridor, window frames moving across the frame.

The classrooms on the first, second, and third floors opposite are all included in the picture. Except for the blackboard newspaper and the plants on the windowsill, everything else is almost the same.

nobody.

The window at the end of the corridor faces the playground.

It was still empty there, not a single person.

This is a very normal scene after school.

The camera turned back and returned to "Art Room 1".

"It's no problem at the moment." Wu Ling said.

In the corner of the classroom, a middle-aged man was holding his hair and sitting on a small chair for students. He hunched his body and shook his legs slightly from time to time. He looked very anxious.

"The previous paintings had this angle." Liu Miao's face was mosaic, but her body language was rich. He made a lens frame with his index fingers and thumbs and pointed it at the stadium outside the window.

"One is at the entrance of the gymnasium, the other is the main entrance, and there is also the one under the tree in the playground." Wu Ling said.

"That's all." Liu Miao put down her hand and leaned against the cabinet next to the wall.

"How long...do we have to wait?" The man sniffed and asked softly.

"It took about an hour to wait. We arrived too late. He usually shows up right after school," Wu Ling said.

The man's fingers tightened.

The video did not fast forward. After a dull minute, the man's shaking stopped.

"What did you find?" Ye Qing asked immediately.

The man put down his hand and raised his head in horror, "Didn't you hear it? Next door!"

The camera turned and focused on the classroom door.

Liu Miao appeared in the center of the screen with one stride, and then took another step out of the classroom.

The camera then moved outside the classroom and captured the little boy standing outside the classroom next door. One of his hands was still holding the doorknob, as if he had just walked out of the classroom next door.

The boy is not tall, about 1.2 meters tall. He wears a black zip-up shirt on the upper body and blue sweatpants on the lower body. His face is the round face of a child, with beautiful facial features, dark and big eyes, and his hair is the same jet black, soft and smooth, and his hairstyle is in the shape of a cute mushroom head.

"Hey, kid." Liu Miao called.

The boy's dark eyes stared ahead.

"What's your name? Why are you here?" Liu Miao continued to ask.

The boy pursed his lips.

"Kid, can you speak?" Liu Miao knelt down and looked at the boy's level, but did not get closer.

The boy's eyes moved slightly.

There were slight footsteps outside the screen.

The boy stares somewhere off-screen.

Liu Miao looked back.

"What's your name?" Ye Qing's voice sounded.

The boy's hands were hanging by his sides, pinching the corners of his clothes, as if he was a little afraid of Ye Qing and wanted to get close to him.

The expression was like that of a child who likes but is timid after seeing a large dog.

"Your name." Ye Qing asked again.

"Han Yun." The boy whispered, glancing at Ye Qing furtively.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Qing asked again.

The boy tilted his head, as if thinking about Ye Qing's question.

"Why are you here?" Liu Miao asked.

The boy looked at Liu Miao, still confused.

"What are you doing with this person?" Ye Qing asked in a different way.

The boy looked at Ye Qing again, still confused, and said innocently: "I didn't look for him, he looked for me."

There is no sound in the video.

After a long time, the man's hysterical voice came out from the video: "What did you say? What nonsense are you talking about? I never looked for you! Why are you pestering me? And those people, those children in the classroom!"

Such a loud voice and tone should scare children, but the boy's eyes were wide open and his expression did not change at all, "But I heard your voice. You asked me to come..." He felt aggrieved again, "I After I came, you ignored me."

"Mr. Li, what did you do before these things happened?" Wu Ling asked.

"No! Nothing!" the man yelled.

Ye Qing said: "Why did he ask you to come?"

The boy answered immediately: "He said there was no one to play with him and he wanted to find someone to play with."

"I didn't! How could I say such a thing!"

The boy was unconvinced, "I obviously heard it! I never heard it wrong! It's right every time!"

"Han Yun, are all the children in that classroom the ones who asked you to come?" Ye Qing asked.

"That's right. They all want to find someone to play with, so we'll play games together." The boy nodded.

"So, where are the other children who saw you?" Ye Qing asked again.

Although the double monthly ticket is over, those who have a monthly ticket still need to vote~o(*￣▽￣*)ゞ