Chapter 240: Field Trip
Chapter 240: Field Trip
Franklin Torres replied with 'You're sick?' while Quinn Torres replied with 'You're crazy?'.
Bryce Torres was furious and put his phone back into his pocket.
How could he be sick? How could he be crazy?
He was sending short messages and following the person walking in front of him. Without realizing it, he was heading towards the direction of the girls' dormitory.
When he looked up, he was shocked. He quickly ran to the front to stop the crowd.
"Hey, where are you guys going?"
The police officer behind glanced at the shocked Bryce Torres and seemed to despise him.
"We're heading in the direction of the girls' dormitory. Aren't you Miss Torres's bodyguard? And you didn't know anything about it? You're completely incompetent."
Bryce Torres was furious.
"I'm not her bodyguard at all."
"If not a bodyguard, then who are you?"
Bryce Torres struggled to answer but he couldn't figure out who he was.
"You don't have to care who I am. Anyway, if you guys are going to the girls' dormitory, you guys go yourselves. I will not go. Didn't you guys know that place is haunted? You're going to die there?"
Lauren Torres looked at Bryce Torres who faced them with his back and sighed.
Did her eldest brother really send this person over to take care of her?
Why did she feel that Bryce Torres was even more childish than her?
"Don't bother about him. Let's go quickly. Hurry up."
Lauren Torres was waiting to go home and watch the animation. The show would start at two o'clock in the afternoon every day, and she did not want to miss it. Otherwise, she would not be able to talk to Joie Donahue about the animation the next day.
The police also wanted to solve this case as soon as possible. Thus they nodded and left with Lauren Torres.
Seeing that these people did not take his advice, Bryce Torres sighed. He looked around and realized he was the only one left.
Although he had previously said in the haunted house that he was not afraid of ghosts, that was because they were not real ghosts.
But now, he was really scared. So, after thinking for three seconds, he ran forward and followed them.
"Hey, Mr. Torres, didn't you say you weren't coming?"
Ben Carson looked at Bryce Torres who was gasping for breath as he ran to his side.
"I… I was instructed by my eldest brother to keep an eye on Lauren. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come."
He would never admit that he followed them because he was scared.
The bloody handprint appeared near the staircase on the third floor of the girls' dormitory. The place had already been cordoned off by the police. The police and Ben Carson bent down and slipped through the cordon.
Lauren had wanted to do the same. But she realized that with her height, she did not even need to bend down to avoid touching the cordon.
She could not touch the cordon even if she tiptoed.
Bryce Torres noticed Lauren Torre's actions and sneered.
He also bent down and entered the cordoned-off area.
It was definitely intentional. Hmph!
When the bloody handprint was imprinted on the wall, it was heavy and thick. It seemed a lot of blood had been used. A lot of blood even slid down the wall, and it did look a little scary.
However, what surprised the police officers and Lauren Torres was that the blood had not dried up yet.
This was the first time the police officers had encountered such a thing.
"What's going on? A day has already passed and how could the blood still not dry up?" Lauren Torres asked
Lauren Torres leaned forward and could smell the blood. It was real blood. It was not a mistake.
"Did you investigate who the owner of the blood is?"
The police officer nodded. "We're still matching the DNA."
"Yes, it's probably someone from this school. Thus we can narrow down the search area."
"But the information in our DNA database is limited. The records are mainly those who have committed crimes."
Lauren Torres bent down to observe the blood and the situation around the corridor. She said casually, "The school should have physical examinations every year. You can ask the hospital for their information."
The young policeman clapped his hands and said, "That's right. Why didn't we think of that? Hurry up and call the people in the police station."
Bryce did not expect they were actually here to investigate the matter of the bloody handprint.
However, what did this matter have to do with Lauren Torres?
Why was she looking around like an expert? Moreover, these policemen seemed to be obeying her orders.
However, Lauren Torres's focused expression made Bryce Torres not dare to disturb her.
[ System Divine Nine: host, the blood is still dripping. This means that this is not ordinary blood. ]
"Hmm, this blood hasn't dried up yet. Something must have mixed in it. It seems like this ghost has wanted to attract our attention so much."
After that, Lauren Torres straightened up her body and walked along the corridor of the girls' dormitory.
The girls' dormitory of Thomas Johnson High School was last renovated more than 10 years ago. Thus it was very old now.
As she walked, she could see the mottled walls.
At the end of the corridor was a room without a room number. It looked different from the other rooms.
"Who uses this room?"
Bryce Torres said, "Oh, there's such a room on every floor of the dormitory. It's where the cleaning lady keeps her stuff."
Lauren Torres nodded.. These were the places where ghosts would easily hide.