[MTL, BL] Horror Game Live BUG is Actually Me (Book 1)

Chapter 12 - This Man, Something Is Not Right

——I didn't see Wang Jinyuan, nor did I see Zhang Lijun.

Su Hui was behind Fu Yan, looking at the dark end of the corridor, her footsteps seemed to stick to the ground: "Doctor... do you want to keep going?"

Fu Yan shook the flashlight and found something on the ground in front of her. , seems to be reflecting.

"What's that?" He walked over slowly, "I'll go take a look."

Su Hui actually didn't dare to go there, but she didn't dare to be alone. Fu Yan dragged her forward and found that the pen that fell on the ground was the one that Ke Xinya gave to Wang Jinyuan!

"It's how are you here?!" Su Hui also recognized that the pen, think of what they erect surprised, "Is Yuanyuan him ......?"

Wang Jinyuan high probability can not be thrown away this pen, that he is not Something unexpected happened?

"Are you on the fifth floor?" the team members on the other side of the video asked. "What did you find? Show us."

Su Hui turned the camera to show them.

"That's it?" The team member's tone couldn't hide his disappointment, but the girl next to him pulled him, "No, isn't this the captain's pen?!"

"What?" "really is! captain before and we say this is his Amoy to dead objects, must be very spiritual, specially brought Bunshinsaba play tonight!"

they say, it touches on the last round, "night", Zhang Lijun Take this pen to play the pen fairy situation.

"Why is this pen here?" the male team member asked, "Have you seen the captain and Yuanyuan?"

"No." Fu Yan glanced around with his flashlight, and secretly had a guess in his heart.

——Both Zhang Lijun and Wang Jinyuan briefly held this pen. Could this be the reason for being "disappeared"...?

Thinking so, Fu Yan reached out his hand subconsciously and picked up the pen.

Om-!

The dark teaching building once again turned into a teaching downstairs at dusk.

"It's actually at this stall?"

Fu Yan was still squatting on the ground holding the pen, but Su Hui, who was behind him, has disappeared. He stood up, looked at the pen in his hand, and squinted: "Drumming to pass flowers..."

"What's in your hand?" A

male voice suddenly came from behind, and Fu Yan didn't have to look back to know who it was. It wasn't that Fu Yan met him, and it wasn't the magnetism of the voice that made him remember it deeply, but the condescending tone of the other party, which was simply unforgettable after hearing it once!

Fu Yan turned around, and sure enough, "...Mr. Fan?" The

tall man walked over with a cardboard box in his arms. When he came to Fu Yan, he glanced over his face, and then drooped, "Where did this pen come from?"

Fu Yan remembered the setting of "interaction" between him and Ke Xinya, and thought to say goodbye was to put the "derailment object" hat on his head, so he said, "Pick it up."

Teacher Fan obviously didn't believe it. He narrowed his eyes, and the interrogation attitude came out again: "Pick it up?"

"Yes, just now, here." Fu Yan turned his head and handed it to him, "Do you know who it is? You hand it over?"