"Who told her not to switch beds with me? I've been failing courses for four years in college because of that cursed bed bringing bad luck. I was already fed up with her, but I never thought she would jump off the building!"

Ding Dang tearfully accused me.

This was her explanation, which seemed somewhat reasonable.

But her mistake was more than just this one.

Her biggest mistake was witnessing Li Mengyan jump off the building and not making a fuss about it, not even calling 120, leaving Li Mengyan lying under the dormitory building for a whole night!

I still remember the doctor who came to the rescue the next day saying there were marks on the ground from Li Mengyan’s fingernails.

This meant that at the moment of the fall, she still had some breath left; if a call for help had been made in time, she might have had a chance to survive!

But Ding Dang chose to remain silent. How was she any different from Zhang Lu!

Not only were we angry about her vile behavior, but the mastermind who locked us in here was even angrier.

So he gave me and another roommate an order: to survive, lock Ding Dang in the storage room next to the control room, then go to locker number 3 in the props room to get the key to open the experience hall's doors.

However, after hearing his order, I hesitated.

Because Ding Dang had severe claustrophobia, staying in a dark, airtight space could cause her to go mad, faint, and then suffer from painful suffocation.

"I'm angry at her behavior, but I never wanted her to die. If I really took action, I would become an executioner too!" I held my face and sobbed softly.

Team Leader Zhou knocked on the table and pondered, "But you still did it."

I nodded silently with trembling shoulders, "Yes, because I had no other choice..."

I still remember that while I was hesitating, Ding Dang also knelt on the ground, begging us not to do this to her.

But the third roommate, Chen Ai, dragged her from the ground forcefully and with all her strength, pulled her towards the storage room.

Ding Dang screamed and resisted hysterically.

Chen Ai lost patience and glared at me, shouting, "Xia Qianqian, what the hell are you standing there for? If we don't deal with her, neither of us will live!"

Usually, Chen Ai looked gentle and soft, speaking in a low voice like a little white flower.

I never thought she could be so fierce.

She urged me incessantly with a grim face, and eventually, the desire to survive overcame my conscience.

Driven by some dark force, I walked over and helped her drag Ding Dang.

Whenever Ding Dang struggled, I would grab her.

I heard her scream because of the pain when my nails dug into her flesh, a screeching sound that gave me a headache.

At that moment, I just wanted to lock her in the storage room quickly to make her stop screaming.

Sure enough, Ding Dang didn’t disappoint me; not long after being locked in, she fell silent.

Actually, at that moment, I was gradually waking up and feeling some fear.

I wanted to open the door to check on her, but Chen Ai stopped me.

She said, "There's no need, Qianqian. This outcome is her own doing. She should pay for Li Mengyan’s death."

Was she right?

I didn't know, my mind was completely confused by then, unable to think about anything.

After that, Chen Ai took me to the props room to get the key.

But that person lied to us; what was in locker number 3 was not a key, but four of Li Mengyan’s diaries written before her death.

"April 23rd, 9 PM. On my way back from a part-time job, I accidentally discovered Chen Ai’s secret of being a mistress. She always pretended to be a rich second generation in the dormitory, but I never expected the money to come from this. Chen Ai was very panicked when she saw me and begged me not to reveal this. I agreed."

"August 15th. Dad is seriously ill, but my stepmother refuses to use her savings for his treatment. I really hate this restructured family, but I never thought Chen Ai would help me. After learning about my financial difficulties, she proactively introduced me to her connections, helping me raise 100,000 yuan smoothly."

"September 20th. The loan's interest kept compounding, and the amount became more and more, nothing like what Li Ai initially said. If I had known it was a campus loan, I would never have borrowed it!"

"September 25th. Zhang Lu found out about the loan and posted it on the campus forum without giving me a chance to explain. What should I do..."