Chapter 257: Online Dating Scam Record (Twenty)

Seeing that the time was approaching half past five, even though Guo Guo felt uneasy and full of speculation, he could only grit his teeth and sit down.

As soon as she sat down, the desk lamp suddenly lit up, scaring her so much that she tensed up instantly.

I saw a dark yellow light shining on the table, illuminating this area and a piece of white paper that appeared out of thin air in the center of the table.

There was only one line of words written on the paper:

【University Town Attendance List】

Just as Guo Guo was about to take a closer look, his eyes suddenly blurred and the words on the paper suddenly changed to:

【Evening Self-Study Attendance Table】

There was a black horizontal line below it, with a large space where the signature should be. Guo Guo wanted to sign, but found that there was no pen on the table.

Another line of bright characters appeared at the bottom of the paper:

【Please sign in as soon as possible! 】

But how can I sign without a pen?

Guo Guo hesitantly reached out to take the paper and observe it. As soon as he touched it, he felt a pain in his finger - the sharp edge of the paper cut a notch on his right index finger, and blood flowed out.

As the blood soaked into the paper , the words "Please sign in as soon as possible" also turned bright red.

Guo Guofu was inspired and pressed his still bleeding index finger on the signature position, and wrote his name stroke by stroke.

——Guo Guo .

All the writing on the paper disappeared, leaving behind a picture, a slightly distorted sketch. Guo Guo took a moment to decipher the content of the picture:

In a square room, four tables and chairs are arranged in a certain direction, and at each table sits a stick figure. Although the strokes are simple, you can still see the different actions of each figure: one is bent over the table writing, another is reading a book, and another is slumped in a chair with his head tilted, as if dozing off.

As for the fourth one, he was also a little man facing the door of the room, staring down at a piece of paper on the table.

Staring at the fourth stick figure, Guo Guo felt that this action seemed familiar. She pondered for a long time before finally realizing where this familiar feeling came from:

Isn't this what she is doing at this moment!

Combining the placement of tables and chairs with the layout of the room, Guo Guo suddenly realized - what was drawn on the paper was the room in front of him now.

What about the other three tables... The desk lamp could only illuminate this small area of the table, and most of the room was still in pitch darkness. Guo Guo turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and shone it over there, but could only vaguely see the scenes at the other tables.

Empty.

I turned off the flashlight and looked down again. The stick figure on the white paper had changed again:

Behind Table No. 1, which was facing her, the matchstick man stopped lying on the table to write, then raised his body, stretched out one hand to cover his face, and pointed the other hand at Table No. 4 opposite, as if accusing something.

Guo Guo understood it immediately this time; it was obviously referring to his own location.

Could it be... that the light from the flashlight just now "swayed" to the other side?

She held her breath in silence for a while in the darkness. There was no change on the paper. Guo Guo scratched her thin hair in pain and confusion, and kept repeating in her head, what would she do if the Heart Sutra was here?

If it was Tang Xin Jue, she would probably...

Guo Guo gritted his teeth, turned on the light of his mobile phone again, and shone it towards table number 2 in another direction.

Shaking one is shaking, shaking two is shaking, there is no construction without destruction!

If you look for it yourself, you can only pick out information bit by bit, just like squeezing toothpaste. It is better to make things more open, and useful information will pop out on its own.

This time, after shaking for a few seconds, the paper changed again:

The little man at table No. 2 who was reading a book seriously also raised his head and covered his eyes, but he seemed a little "smarter" than No. 1, trying to use the book to cover his face so that he would not be dazzled by the light.

In the sketch, only the stick figure at table 3 was still fast asleep. In reality, apart from Guo Guo, there was no one at the other three tables.

Guo Guo thought for a moment and tentatively spoke: "Well, how are you guys?"

"Are you students too? Can you hear me ?"

No, it seemed she was the only one among this group of students who had been assigned to the 5th floor. Recalling that this room had originally been the Academic Affairs Office, Guo Guo hesitated, "Or... are you teachers?"

She lowered her eyes cautiously, but the screen showed no reaction.

These "people" can't hear her voice?

Then why can it sense the light from the flashlight?

After thinking for a while, Guo Guo decided to get up and check, but his heart suddenly skipped a beat: she couldn't move.

My body felt like it was being forcibly pinned to the chair. The moment I considered leaving, it suddenly felt like a thousand pounds. Only my upper body was under control, and the most I could do was spin around in my office chair.

She held her phone, trying to gain greater control of the chair. She was momentarily distracted and turned on the flashlight. The light flickered beside her, and the paper changed:

The little man at table number 3, who had been dozing off, seemed to be woken up by the shake. He shook his head, turned to look at table number 4, and then stood up.

In the previous second, Guo Guo was still surprised that the stick figure finally showed some movement, but in the next second he was horrified to find that the direction the little man at table number 3 was facing after he stood up was exactly his direction.

It's coming over here!

In just two seconds, the stick figure in the picture stood behind "Guo Guo".

At the same moment, Guo Guo also grasped the pendant on his chest with his hand, and with the other hand he formed a purification spell, ready to cast it at any time.

But the stickman rummaged through his body, took out a small cube, and then swept it at the small cube in "Guo Guo's" hand.

As the screen lit up, a picture was sent via Bluetooth, and a QR code pattern came into view.

Number 3 is concise and to the point:

[Add a friend to chat.]

Guo Guo: “…”

She quickly scanned the code and was actually added successfully! The other party's profile picture was a cartoon character holding a racket, the gender was shown as male, and the name was just a "Z". After adding the friend, two contact information was directly sent to her:

[Z: Two more.]

Guo Guo understood: [Are they the other two people in the room?]

Z didn't answer. She turned around to look at the stick figure and found that he had returned to table No. 3 and continued to doze off.

“…”

Fortunately, the other two also quickly passed, and even considerately created a group chat. Four people were in the same group chat, and No. 1 and No. 2 were both young-looking girls, which basically ruled out the possibility of being a teacher. Guo Guo felt a lot more at ease.

Number 1 sent the first message: [Are you new here?]

Guo Guo didn't dare to answer rashly, and said vaguely: "I'm not sure either. What about you guys, what are you doing?"

No. 2: [This is our job.]

Guo Guo's heart tightened: [Are you teachers?]

No. 2: [Of course not! Don’t I look young? Oh, I forgot you can’t see me. But it’s okay, you’ll be able to see me soon.]

Guo Guo actually wanted them to explain every word clearly, but she could only grasp one thread and ask:

[But isn’t this the Academic Affairs Office?]

[yes.]

The other side is justified.

[And you are students working here?]

[Yes, otherwise.]

[…I mean, shouldn’t people who work in the Academic Affairs Office be teachers?]