Eleven midnight. The night sky is lonely, and the Big Dipper shines brightly, like a guiding light.
The girl's delicate figure was elongated by the dim light. She looked around alertly, but she took broken steps and walked slowly as if she was sleepwalking. The strange sound looming behind her made her hold her breath.
A sound suddenly broke the silence, and a black shadow suddenly flashed up among the leaves, hidden and disappeared.
"Ah~ who's calling at this time?" The girl whispered.
"An Nengjing, it's not good..." Zheng Yunjing gasped and said nervously, "Someone was attacked again, this time he was seriously injured..."
"Asshole! Are there any witnesses?"
"No, he was scared to death a long time ago." Zheng Yunjing suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where are you now? Are you at home?"
"I'm on my way." She shook her head.
"Danger! Go home quickly! I'm hanging up. See you tomorrow."
An Nengjing put away her phone and fell into deep thought: There have been several mysterious attacks on students in the school recently. Although no one has died yet, the injuries are more serious than the last. If the incident continues to happen, some classmates may die, which is something everyone is afraid of seeing.