Beichuan Si walked with Sakura Miori further inside.
The room was similar to an area for showering after a swim, with a row of small lockers against the wall. Some lockers were tightly shut, with strands of hair not quite stuffed in, sticking out at the edges...
On the other side of the wall, there were rusted shower heads and cross-shaped faucet knobs, looking battered and decrepit.
As soon as Beichuan Si and Sakura Miori entered the room, they heard the shrill screams of a teenage girl coming from the other side.
"That's Nanako! She must be by the pool!" Sakura Miori turned pale, and then she saw the iron door at the far end, locked.
"There's a door over there, but it's locked."
Seeing Sakura Miori's clueless expression, Beichuan Si said indifferently, "I know."
Next to the iron door lay a male corpse, its skull smashed, but Beichuan Si paid no attention to the body. He took a deep breath and shifted his center of gravity to his right leg.
Bang!!!!!
