Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

Zhu Zheng and the Nightmare Apostles formed an arc around the principal's office.

At his signal, a nightmare apostle walked out of the team and stepped forward to open the door of the principal's office.

As the door opened, a stronger smell of blood wafted out, making people almost nauseous.

Through the open door, Zhu Zheng saw large stains of blood on the ground.

Zhu Zheng's expression turned cold, and he became a little more vigilant in his heart.

He directed the Nightmare Apostle to walk into the principal's office.

After waiting for a moment to confirm that the Nightmare Apostles were not attacked, he walked in with several Nightmare Apostles.

After entering the principal's office, Zhu Zheng sighed softly.

This was a scene of bloody and brutal massacre.

Several corpses of various shapes were lying on the ground in the principal's office, and blood was scattered all over the ground.

A somewhat obese man sat at the desk, crouching on the table.

His head was cut off and set aside alone.

Zhu Zheng had a rough guess in his mind.

It should be that the principal was having a meeting with the teachers. The murderer suddenly broke in and brutally murdered them. The female teacher may have been a witness and became insane due to the severe stimulation.

After such a vicious incident occurs, there will definitely be police officers to deal with it, and the school will evacuate the students and leave the school. But what I saw along the way is that there seems to be no sign of the students gathering and leaving the school.

So there is only one possibility. The massacre and the dream happened almost at the same time, and the school and the police officers had no time to react.

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Zhu Zheng frowned.

But where are the murderers who caused the bloody massacre?

Was he in a trance, or was he awake?

Does he have anything to do with the Order?

Is there any connection between the murder in the principal's office and the dream?

One clue led to several mysteries, giving Zhu Zhengxiang a headache.

He stopped making meaningless guesses and began to inspect the scene, looking for new clues.

The first is the examination of the body.

Unfortunately, the body was badly damaged, and since he was not a professional, he worked for a long time without any valuable clues.

It was just confirmed that these people were killed by sharp weapons.

It should be something like a sword. It's really strange. How could such a thing be brought into the school?

Zhu Zheng began to check the room again.

The furnishings of the principal's office are very simple.

Several rows of bookcases were placed against the wall, filled with files and books.

There are a few small sofas and coffee tables near the door, and a somewhat old desk and a few chairs near the window.

His eyes wandered around the room, finally landing on the desk.

There is a thick pile of test papers and books on the desk, and there are several file bags in the corner of the desk.

A diary was placed open on the table, held down by the principal.

Apparently the principal was looking through the diary and discussing matters with the murdered teachers.

Zhu Zheng walked over.

He found that the diary had been stained with the principal's blood and turned dark red after drying.

With a sense of luck, he picked up the diary.

The person who wrote the diary does not seem to have a high level of education, because the writing is quite illegible and contains many typos. It does not appear to be the principal's diary.

Zhu Zheng flipped through it for a few minutes and found that there were many obscure symbols and words that did not match the preface and the follower.

But it was difficult for him to extract useful information because of the blood.

After looking at it for a long time, he found several groups of recurring words.

[Dream], [Idhela], [Ritual].

Maybe it has something to do with the mysterious cult.

Putting down the diary, his peripheral vision glanced at the camera in the corner of the room.

The school did not lose power, the cameras were still working, and the blue lights were flashing.

Zhu Zheng's eyes lit up.

There are surveillance cameras in the school. Maybe we can check the surveillance cameras to find out what happened here.

He walked out of the principal's office and started looking for the monitoring room.

Soon, he found the room with the sign of the surveillance room on the southernmost side of this floor.

Zhu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he opened the door and walked in.

Several TVs were fixed on one wall of the control room, and the images on them were still running.

Apparently nothing was affected here.

In addition, there was a security guard lying on the table in front of the control room, with white bubbles floating on his head.

Zhu Zheng headed towards the monitoring equipment.

After fiddling with it for a while, Zhu Zheng gave up the operation.

Because looking back at monitoring requires a password.

His eyes fell on the security guard and he sighed.

I hope this security guard is more responsible and the relevant memories are preserved in the dream fragments.

Reach out and touch the security guard’s dream.

A strange world unfolded, sucking him and the Nightmare Apostles in.

Not long after they disappeared, a wisp of black shadow squeezed out from the corner of the monitoring room, floating on the ground and solidifying into a human form.

It looked around, then floated out of the control room.

This is a standard room for a domineering president.

All the decorations in the room are extremely gorgeous, and they are all in golden colors.

The bed in the bedroom alone is one hundred square meters, and transportation is required to get to and from each room.

In the courtyard of the room, there is also a swimming pool, beach and food street.

The security guard was hugging several young and beautiful girls.

He was lying on his chest and making a loud promise.

When you feel comfortable serving me, I will give each of you a plane.

At this time, Zhu Zheng suddenly appeared with a group of nightmare apostles.

Both sides were a little confused.

The security guard was the first to react and yelled in non-standard Mandarin: Who are you and why did you break into a private house?

Immediately, armed bodyguards rushed out and surrounded Zhu Zheng and others.

Zhu Zheng reacted and showed an evil smile.

Robbery!

The process of fighting is really indispensable.

Easily destroying the security guard's dream, Zhu Zheng began to examine the scattered dream fragments.

There is no monitoring password in the security guard's memory.

But he got a message.

Due to the high mobility of security guards, security guards usually write down important information in handover books for other security guards to check.

The monitoring password may be written on it.

Zhu Zheng took back most of the Nightmare Apostles, retaining only a few, and then exited the dreamland.

After returning to the real world, he rummaged around in the control room and finally found the handover book in the drawer.

Open the handover book.

On the back of the last page, he found five sets of numbers.

Zhu Zheng opened the monitoring password interface and directly entered the last set of numbers. The result was successful the first time.

Sure enough, as I guessed, passwords are usually changed regularly, so the last set of numbers should be the most recent password.

But these security guards didn't bother to remember it, so they wrote it directly in the handover book.

Zhu Zheng's mouth twitched.

This is what is called mutual perfunctory.

He called up the surveillance screen of the principal's office and chose to play it back.

The picture flows.

On the surveillance camera, he saw a hooded black figure carrying out a massacre.

Zhu Zheng rubbed his chin and started to have a headache again.

So I'm going there to find this guy?

At this moment, he felt an evil wind blowing from the back of his head.

Zhu Zheng hurriedly ducked away before looking back.

The hooded shadow in the video actually appeared behind him.

Several Nightmare Apostles, who had arrived late to escort them, rushed over and were surrounding the black shadow.

Zhu Zheng blinked, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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