How could it be him?
But it had to be him.
A figure stopped in front of Su Ya. It was indeed Zhang Ming.
How had he gotten in?
But that was no longer important. The most important thing was, what was he trying to do?
Could he be the one behind this?
No, how could he be?
Su Ya was about to ask him, when she realized something even more terrifying.
She was speechless.
She opened her mouth, but no word came out.
She was mute?
Su Ya tried to scream, but no sound came out.
It was said that excessive shock could cause a person to lose their voice, but Su Ya didn't believe she would be like that.
She was frightened, but not to the point of losing her voice.
But if she wasn't voiceless, how could she explain her current situation?
Unless someone had cast a spell on her, restricting her ability to speak.
Zhang Ming approached, bent down, lowered his head, and looked at Su Ya strangely.
He seemed to be gazing at prey, his eyes gleaming with the hunger only a carnivorous beast could muster.
At this moment, Zhang Ming lacked his usual gentle and timid demeanor, instead resembling an ancient Allosaurus.
Allosaurus were the most ferocious predators of the dinosaur group, born to hunt, even their own siblings.
Zhang Ming's hungry gaze sent a pang of fear through Su Ya.
She simply wanted to get away from Zhang Ming as quickly as possible.
Su Ya tried to stand, but failed.
She simply didn't have the strength to do so. It wasn't because she was afraid, but because her limbs were stiff and difficult to move.
If the person behind the scenes could render her speechless, they could certainly also render her unable to move.
She thought of Xu Zhaodi. Xu Zhaodi had inexplicably become a vegetable. Now that she thought about it, her experience was perhaps somewhat similar to mine. Only, she was in a far worse situation. She had lost all of her higher-level central nervous system functions, while I at least still had my sight and could manage to move.
However, her current situation was no worse than Xu Zhaodi's.
Zhang Ming, standing before her, stared at her with a fierce glare, greedily.
Zhang Ming sniffed hard, seeming to detect some unique scent that, in turn, stimulated him.
His face leaned closer, almost touching Su Ya's.
He smelled a woman's scent.
Su Ya wiggled backwards, slowly. She finally understood the reason for Zhang Ming's hunger.
It wasn't because of food, but another desire—sexual desire.
Su Ya had no time to grieve. Zhang Ming's body seemed to trip over her legs, and he fell on top of her.
Zhang Ming held her tightly.
Su Ya, not knowing where she found the strength, pushed him with all her might.
Thankfully, Zhang Ming wasn't very big, so Su Ya managed to push him away.
She heard Zhang Ming's head hit the ground with a thud.
Unfortunately, her strength was too weak, and Zhang Ming wasn't hit hard.
If only she could knock him unconscious.
Zhang Ming climbed to his feet, looked at Su Ya, then at himself, seeming a little lost.
He seemed a little confused by the blow.
Could it be that Zhang Ming, too, was possessed by someone else?
Su Ya felt a glimmer of hope, hoping that the blow would bring him back to consciousness.
Clearly, Zhang Ming hadn't woken up. Instead, he stared at Su Ya, lost in thought, two different faces intertwining.
One face gleamed with a fierce, burning desire, while the other was gentle and timid, filled with pity and confusion.
These two different personalities clashed fiercely in his mind.
Su Ya was terrified and extremely nervous. Her heart was gripped by Zhang Ming's changing expression.
After a long moment, Zhang Ming's face finally settled into its original form, no longer changing.
The Zhang Ming at this moment was the Zhang Ming Su Ya least wanted to see.
He was laughing, a drooling, malicious smile, ready to pounce on her.
Su Ya heard the sound of her clothes being torn.
Silent tears welled up in her eyes.
She couldn't escape it. Perhaps this was her fate!
Su Ya was heartbroken.
Unexpectedly, Su Ya's utterly sorrowful expression halted Zhang Ming's frantic actions.
He stared at Su Ya in surprise, his eyes beginning to show pain.
It felt as if something was trying to burst from his body, and his body struggled to resist.
In the end, he couldn't resist.
The pain grew more intense, so intense that Zhang Ming couldn't bear it.
Suddenly, Zhang Ming clutched his head and banged his head against the wall like crazy. He knocked himself unconscious.
Su Ya watched the scene unfold, in disbelief.
But it was all right; it bought her some time.
She only hoped she would recover quickly, able to speak to call for help, or even walk out of the dormitory.
She noticed her strength returning bit by bit. Though she still couldn't speak, it at least allowed her to get up.
She sat down on a chair with difficulty.
Just then, the dormitory door silently opened.
A thin figure stood there. It was Xiao Jing—the librarian, Teacher Xiao Jing, who was supposedly dead.
Fang Yuan hurriedly got out of the taxi and, without waiting for the driver's change, ran towards the medical school.
As she ran, she wondered if Su Ya was in trouble.
It was midnight, and the medical school was pitch black. The few lights flickered dimly, like eyes, peering eerily.
As she approached the girls' dormitory, Fang Yuan deliberately slowed down her pace.
The girls' dormitory must have been closed by then, and the only way to get in was to wake the dormitory administrator on duty.
Fang Yuan was struggling to come up with an excuse when she realized the iron door to the girls' dormitory was only ajar; the lock wasn't even locked.
How could the administrator have left it open at this time?
Meditating in the Buddhist hall, she figured out the root cause of all the strange things happening in Girls' Dormitory 441—collusion between insiders and outsiders.
Someone must have colluded with an outsider to gain free access to Girls' Dormitory 441, giving him complete knowledge of their situation.
Who could be the traitor?
Now, only she and Su Ya were left in Girls' Dormitory 441. She certainly couldn't be the traitor, and neither did Su Ya. Su Ya was a solitary person, unwilling to socialize. Almost no one in the medical school would even talk to her. How could she have set such a clever trap to ensnare them? Besides the two of them, there was another person who posed an even greater suspicion—Sister Zhang.
Sister Zhang's status as the girls' dormitory administrator not only allowed her free access to the dorm, but also allowed her to let people in when no one was paying attention. If there was a traitor, Sister Zhang's identity was the most suspicious, which was why Fang Yuan had rushed back.
And now, the iron gate to the girls' dormitory was open, further confirming her suspicion.
Just as Fang Yuan was about to enter, she suddenly noticed someone approaching from the direction.
Fang Yuan acted decisively, quickly retreating to a dark corner.
It was indeed Sister Zhang, acting furtively, as if she had done something sinister.
Sister Zhang noticed the iron gate was unlocked, quickly took out her key, locked it, and looked around, finding nothing. Then she slowly returned to the duty room.
Sister Zhang was clearly hiding something from them.
Her behavior was extremely suspicious. Why was she in the girls' dormitory so late at night?
Could it be that she let someone in again tonight to frame Su Ya?
Fang Yuan was worried about Su Ya, afraid she'd commit suicide like Qin Yanping and the others, without knowing why. She didn't care about anything else at this point and wanted to return to her dorm.
Fang Yuan walked to the iron gate and was about to ask Sister Zhang to open it for her when she heard a cat meow.
It was that black cat again!
The black cat emerged from the crack in the iron gate and stood in front of her, meowing softly and wagging its tail, as if it wanted to tell Fang Yuan something.
Fang Yuan looked around. Apart from the duty room, there was no one else nearby.
Sister Zhang cursed from the room, "You damn cat, you're meowing again! If I catch you one day, I'll skin you alive!"
Oddly enough, after Sister Zhang's scolding, the black cat actually stopped meowing. Did it understand Sister Zhang's scolding, or was it afraid she'd notice?
The black cat straightened itself, paced slowly forward.
After walking a few meters, it stopped again, turned its head to look at Fang Yuan, and meowed softly again.
This time, the meow didn't sound like a cat's meow, but more like a baby learning to speak.
It seemed the black cat really wanted to tell Fang Yuan something, but unfortunately, it didn't have the wisdom to learn human language.
The black cat walked back and bit the corner of Fang Yuan's pants, as if trying to pull her away.
Fang Yuan finally understood. The black cat told her to follow it.
Where did it want to take her?
What happened to Su Ya?
Fang Yuan glanced at the girls' dormitory, hardened her heart, and followed the black cat into the night of the medical school.