Volume 1 Campus Horror Chapter 0002 Tragedy
Xiao Mo looked at the black screen, his heart filled with turmoil.
Is this just a prank by Zhang Youshan? What if he is really in danger?
As this thought came to mind, Xiao Mo suddenly felt a palpitation, and that bad feeling appeared again. But this time it was stronger and more terrifying than before, and for a moment he was in a state of confusion.
He hurriedly picked up the phone and called Zhang Youshan back.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable or has been turned off..."
“Boom——!”
Suddenly, there was a deafening thunder outside. Under the cover of the thunder, Xiao Mo could hardly hear any other sounds. Soon, bean-sized raindrops began to fall, knocking on the open window.
Looking out the window again, it was already raining heavily. The endless coolness was like a group of wild horses running wild, rushing in one after another.
The rainstorm did not stop all night, and Xiao Mo had no choice but to go out with an umbrella. Walking on the muddy road, a voice kept echoing in his ears:
"It's coming out! Save me, save me...!"
He almost didn't sleep last night, leaning against the head of the bed in a daze, and he probably didn't even know what he was thinking about. He wanted to call Zhang Youshan, but when he thought about seeing him soon, he gave up the idea.
As soon as he entered the school gate, Xiao Mo opened his eyes wide, and saw that the playground was full of people. Three police cars with flashing red lights were particularly dazzling in this campus. In the crowd, he saw many familiar faces, such as Huang Liang, their instructor, Uncle Xu who was guarding the gate, Li Baowei who was on duty... and Zhang Youshan's mother who was crying and screaming crazily.
Xiao Mo was completely stunned. He saw a gap slowly appearing in the crowd. Three policemen were carrying a blood-stained stretcher and walking slowly towards him.
After that, he heard Zhang Youshan’s mother’s cry: “My son… please… don’t leave your mother…”
Yes, just as Xiao Mo heard, Zhang Youshan was dead!
The person who told him the bad news was Huang Liang. Huang Liang told him that Zhang Youshan's body was found by classmates who entered the school early in the morning and was said to have died in the playground.
Hearing this, Xiao Mo's face suddenly lost all color, and the umbrella in his hand fell to the ground uncontrollably. At this moment, Zhang Youshan's extremely terrified voice on the phone was like a single song repeating, constantly echoing in his ears.
"I'm on the school playground . Help me! Help me!"
"It... is coming out, help me! Help me!"
“…”
This day was destined to be an unforgettable day. Xiao Mo's mind was all on the dead Zhang Youshan. Sitting in the last row of the classroom, his expression was terribly gloomy.
"The first two times were his pranks, but the last time it came true. Is this the story of the boy who cried wolf? Or did he have a premonition that someone was going to hurt him? And who was the 'it' on the phone?"
Xiao Mo felt very guilty about Zhang Youshan's death. If he had called the police after receiving Zhang Youshan's call for help last night, Zhang Youshan would not have died. But there are many problems here. Since Zhang Youshan could call for help when he was in danger, why didn't he call the police, but called him?
Secondly, although Zhang Youshan was a little weird in his daily life, he had never made enemies with anyone. Who would want to murder him?
What puzzled him the most was why Zhang Youshan went to school in the middle of the night. He didn't live on campus at all! And the school gate should have been closed at that time, so he couldn't get in even if he wanted to.
With a lot of questions in his mind, the class just passed. After class, Huang Liang found him with red and swollen eyes and showed him a photo. The photo was saved in Huang Liang's phone. Xiao Mo took the phone and took a closer look. He exclaimed and looked at Huang Liang in disbelief. He was speechless for a while.
Huang Liang sat on the table at this time and said in a hoarse voice:
"It feels incredible, right? I was as surprised as you at first, and I thought the photo was photoshopped, but after my confirmation, I think the photo is authentic."
Xiao Mo secretly smacked his lips and focused his eyes on the photo again. In the photo, Zhang Youshan's eyes were like dead fish, his eyeballs bulging outwards, most of his clothes were dyed red, and his expression was indescribably horrified.
The most horrifying thing was his body, which was pierced entirely by the flagpole. The sharp tip of the flagpole protruded from above his head, stained with a shocking bright red. His death was extremely miserable.
After reading it, Xiao Mo almost vomited, and his stomach suddenly churned. He handed the phone back to Huang Liang, and it was too hard to look at it anymore. Huang Liang took back the phone and said sadly:
" You see, Youshan's death was no different from that of a skewer of meat! But think about it, is this possible? The flagpole is more than ten meters high, there is nothing to step on, and the area around it is nearly twenty meters empty. It is impossible for him to die in such a place.
Do you know how Youshan's body was taken down? It was hooked down by a crane!"
Huang Liang was right. It was indeed against common sense that Zhang Youshan's body was hung at such a high place. It was impossible to climb up to such a high place by human power. The only way to do it was by crane or helicopter. Let's put this conjecture aside for now. The most important thing was that it was completely unnecessary to hang the body there.
Although the flagpole is very high, it is a very conspicuous location. If a body suddenly appeared on it, it would be easy to find unless you are blind. If the murderer did this just to let people find the body, then there is no need to go through so much trouble. He could just throw it somewhere on the campus and someone would find it the next day.
Xiao Mo couldn't figure out the murderer's purpose, let alone how he did it.
At this time, Huang Liang spoke again:
"You may think I'm talking nonsense, but I still think this is not something a human can do."
"If it wasn't done by a human, could it be done by a ghost?"
Xiao Mo really felt that Huang Liang's words were a little ridiculous, but Huang Liang was very firm about it:
"It couldn't have been done by humans."
At this point, Huang Liang mentioned one more thing to Xiao Mo:
"Yesterday Youshan talked to me about something. He told me that he seemed to be targeted by something. And that thing that was targeting him might very well take his life!"
"What's targeting him?"
"He said...it was a ghost!"
After Huang Liang left, Xiao Mo fell into a daze again. The school only had one entrance and exit, and the security guards and gatekeepers took shifts 24 hours a day. It was impossible to drive a crane in without anyone noticing. Besides, there were surveillance cameras there, and any slight movement would be recorded.
"Wait! Surveillance?"
Xiao Mo suddenly remembered that there was a surveillance camera near the flagpole. As long as the surveillance footage was retrieved, the identity of the murderer would be exposed. Xiao Mo planned to go to the surveillance room after school to see if he could see the video footage from that time.
But plans never change quickly. As soon as school was over, two policemen came to him. Xiao Mo knew without asking that it must be about Zhang Youshan, after all, Zhang Youshan had talked to him on the phone before his death.
As expected, after explaining the situation to him, the two policemen took him back to the police station. There were many people in the police station, and they all seemed very busy, so Xiao Mo's entry did not attract much attention.
The person who asked him was a middle-aged fat man with a flat crew cut and a belly even bigger than a pregnant woman's. He didn't waste time talking to him and got straight to the point:
"I heard that the deceased had a good relationship with you, is that true?"
"Well, our relationship is pretty good."
"Has the deceased shown any abnormal behavior in recent times? For example, has he had an argument with someone, made an enemy, or mentioned any threats to you?"
"Everything was normal, and I didn't see him having any conflicts with anyone."
Xiao Mo answered everything in detail. To be honest, Zhang Youshan had only had conflicts with him in recent days, and he even spoke to him on the phone before his death. It was obvious that the police regarded him as the biggest suspect.
The fat policeman asked him a bunch of irrelevant questions before asking him about the phone call:
"According to what we have found, the deceased had spoken to you on the phone before his death, right?"
"That's right, I thought it was a prank on his part at the time."
The fat policeman nodded in understanding after hearing this, and then asked, "So what did he tell you during these three calls?"
"Three calls?" This time Xiao Mo's expression changed. He looked at the fat policeman opposite him and asked uncertainly:
"Are you mistaken? He only called me once last night!"
"Oh?" The fat policeman was obviously a little surprised by Xiao Mo's answer. He straightened up and asked:
"You still have your call records, right?"
"Keep it. It's in my phone."
"Do you mind showing it to me?"
"certainly……"
Xiao Mo handed his phone to the fat policeman. After the fat policeman looked through it for a while, his expression suddenly darkened. Then he slammed the table and questioned Xiao Mo:
"It was clearly three times, why did you lie!"
The fat policeman's sudden action scared Xiao Mo. He looked at the fat policeman at a loss, and then picked up the phone on the table. He thought the fat policeman was wrong, after all, Zhang Youshan had called him two days ago. However, when he saw the dates of the three calls, he felt a chill down his spine.
The times displayed for the three calls were 0:00 on the 6th, 0:01 on the 6th, and 0:03 on the 6th.
These three calls... were all made on the day Zhang Youshan died!
Thinking of this, Xiao Mo suddenly felt creepy. He couldn't believe that this was true. He actually received a call from the future in the past!
