Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
“It looks like Situ An is hiding here.”
The death memory in Gao Ming’s heart was like a seared brand. The pain of the many deaths triggered his every nerve. He couldn’t control himself and opened the door before the big dog did. There was no gore or horror. There was no ghost or monster either. It could be considered the cleanest room in the office building. Everything was arranged neatly, as if the owner had some compulsion tendencies.
“A surveillance room?”
Inside the room, there was a wall that was filled with monitors. The owner could examine most of the things that happened in the school from this room. The monitors were like eyes planted into the wall. On the table near the wall, there was a camera and a microphone. The owner could give all the orders from this hidden room.
“Han De Private School’s expansion was approved by Situ An. He should be behind this secret room.” The big dog poked his head in. His nose twitched. His paw lingered in the air, hesitating whether to enter the room or not. He was a dog that gave off the feeling of a cat.
“Situ An is here. I can sense it.” Gao Ming was certain. Once he said that, all the screens started to change. After a quick static, a man in a chair appeared on the screens. His body was punctured by strange tubes. He appeared to be ill. But even though his skin was rotting and he looked like he was dying, he sat up straight and was very calm, like everything was within his control.
“Situ An.”
Gao Ming thought he’d be angry or in pain when he saw Situ An’s face, but actually, he merely wanted to kill the man and trap him inside the torture room.
“Gao Ming, a student with average results from Class 13. Ranked 9 in class. A psychiatrist at Hen Shan Penitentiary, but you failed to pass your psyche exam since last month.” Situ An’s voice came from everywhere. It was impossible to tell his location.
“That’s a detailed investigation. Have you noticed me from the start?” Gao Ming had no idea what kind of script fate had given Situ An, but no matter what, only one of them could survive.
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