The picture continued to move forward, crossed the gravel road, and reached the back door of the teaching building.

After a dark corridor, you can see a row of three classrooms. The signs on the door are "Science Room", "Labor Room" and "Equipment Room". Unlike the classrooms in the main building, the classrooms here are larger, and there are only high ventilation windows. There are no glass pressed on the walls. On both sides of the corridor are toilets for men and women.

"I only have the key to the art room, and the art room is on the second floor. The classroom layout 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 walked on the stairs on the left. The first room to go up was "Art Room 1", and next door was "Art Room 2".

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

The classroom tables and chairs behind the door are neat, but different from ordinary classroom desks, the desk here is the largest. Students' paintings are hung around the classroom, as well as art tools such as plaster statues for sketches. There is also a pool in the corner of the classroom.

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

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

"The next one is the art group's warehouse, with some teaching tools and students' works." The old man introduced, "It's very homeless there. You..." His gaze was focused outside the camera.

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

"Well. Then the things will return to their original position." The old man replied.

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

The group moved to "Art Studio 1" again.

"Old sir, let's leave it to us next." Wu Ling said.

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

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

The lens moved to the window.

The windows are closed, and outside is the sunset sunset, as well as schools, gymnasiums, libraries and other buildings in the sunset.

The school is not small in size.

The lens was adjusted and swept through every window of the opposite gymnasium and library.

There was no figure in the window.

There is no one in the corner of the playground that can be photographed on the screen.

The school is terriblely 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 opposite classroom. The buildings are too close to each other, which makes the lighting on both sides not very good.

The classroom opposite was empty, with tables and chairs neatly arranged, the blackboard was spotlessly wiped, and the newspapers behind the classroom were colorful.

The lens moves in the corridor, and the window frames move horizontally through the picture.

The classrooms on the first, second and third floors opposite were all included in the picture. Except for the different plants on the blackboard and windowsills, the others were almost exactly the same.

No one.

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

There was still empty and there was no one there.

This is a very normal school break.

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

"No problem at the moment," Wu Ling said.

In the corner of the classroom, a middle-aged man grabbed his hair and sat on a small chair used by a student, hunched over, and gently shaking his legs from time to time, looking very anxious.

"There were this angle inside the paintings before." Liu Miao's face was mosaiced, but his body language was rich. His index fingers and thumbs of both hands gestured a camera frame and pointed it at the gymnasium outside the window.

"One is at the entrance of the gymnasium, the other is the main entrance, and under the trees in the playground," said Wu Ling.

"There are only these places." Liu Miao put down his hand and leaned against the cabinet beside the wall.

"How long will we... wait?" the man sniffed and asked softly.

"We're waiting for about an hour. It's too late for us to come. He usually appears just after school," said Wu Ling.

The man's fingers tighten.

The video did not fast forward, and after a dull minute, the man's tremor 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 pointed at the classroom door.

Liu Miao appeared in the middle of the picture with a quick step and 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. He was holding the door handle in one of his hands, as if he had just walked out of the classroom next door.

The boy is not tall, about one meter and two meters tall, with a black zipper shirt on the upper body and blue sweatpants on the lower body. His face is the round face of a child, his facial features are very beautiful, his eyes are black and big, his hair is the same black, soft and smooth, and his hairstyle is a cute mushroom head shape.

"Hey, kid." Liu Miao shouted.

The boy's black eyes stared ahead.

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

The boy pursed his lips.

"Children, can you speak?" Liu Miao squatted down, looked straight with the boy, and did not get close to him.

The boy's gaze moved slightly.

A slight sound of footsteps sounded outside the screen.

The boy stares at a place outside the screen.

Liu Miao turned around.

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

The boy's hands were hanging beside him, pinching the corner of his clothes, as if he was afraid of Ye Qing and wanted to get close to him.

That expression was like a child who saw a large dog, and he liked it and was timid.

"Your name." Ye Qing asked again.

"Han Yun." The boy whispered, looking at Ye Qing.

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

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

"Why are you here?" Liu Miao asked.

The boy looked at Liu Miao, but he was still confused.

"What are you looking for this person?" Ye Qing changed his question.

The boy looked at Ye Qing again, still with a confused look on his face, and said innocently: "I didn't look for him, he was looking for me."

There is no sound in the video.

After a long time, the man's hysterical voice came out of the video: "What did you say? What were you talking about? How could I find you? Why did you pester me? And those people, the children in the classroom!"

Such a loud voice and tone should scare the child, but the boy opened his eyes and his expression did not change at all. "But I heard your voice. You were calling me..." He felt a little aggrieved again, "After I came, you ignored me."

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

"No! Nothing!" the man shouted.

Ye Qing spoke: "How did he ask you to come?"

The boy immediately replied: "He said no one was playing with him and wanted to find someone to play with him."

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

The boy was dissatisfied, "I clearly heard it! I never missed it! There was nothing wrong every time!"

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

"Yes. They all want to find someone to play, so let's play games together." The boy nodded.
Chapter completed!