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If it wasn't the body taken by the murderer, who would it be?

Who would have the ability to take a body from the high-security police morgue?

I couldn't think of a reason, so I stopped thinking about it, but went to look at the plastic bag that the little ghost gave me, and I rummaged through it, but I didn't see the phone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I went to the information again, and when I turned to the page of the deceased's belongings, I saw that it said that the whereabouts of the deceased's mobile phone were unknown.

Damn it!

It seems that the murderer Bacheng is the one who sent a text message to Jin Wanwan to go to the piano room, and the other party has a ghost in his heart, so he took the phone away.

This trip to the police station was not very rewarding, but I still learned some useful news, and I rewarded the little ghost with half of the chicken blood in his hand, telling him to put these things back in the police station, and then went home.

Back at home, Luo Han was watching Korean dramas with relish, and I was just staring at a blank piece of paper.

On the white paper, there are people related to Jin Wanwan before her death.

It is now almost certain that the murderer is one of these people.

And the biggest suspicion --

I circled two names.

Du Juanxi and Dong Zhiao.

It seems that something has to come out of the mouths of these two men.

It's just, why are these two people telling me the truth?

The next night, I carried another bag of chicken blood to the foot of the locust tree next to the police station.

When I summoned the male ghost again, I felt like he was going to cry.

"Fairy...... What are you looking for me today?" he asked with a bitter face.

I didn't think I'd be able to force a ghost to do this one day.

"I need you to help me scare someone. I threw the chicken blood at him, said.

Ten minutes later, I called a car with a mobile phone app, and when I got in the car, the driver looked at me in the rearview mirror, and suddenly his face turned pale and he screamed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" I was also taken aback.

The driver turned his head tremblingly, and when he saw that I was alone, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in shock: "I ...... I just saw a man with a blue face and fangs following you into the car...... Don't...... Am I dazzled?"

I was silent, just glancing down at my side.

Beside me, there is indeed the blue-faced, fanged male ghost sitting now.

Looking at this driver again, Yin Tang was slightly dark, thinking that the yang energy had been a little weak recently, so it was easy to see ghosts.

"Master, you're too tired. I said casually.

"Maybe......" The driver sighed, asked for my address, and drove on.

I'm going back to school now, but instead of going to my own dormitory, I'm at the bottom of Du Juanxi's dormitory.

It's late at night, and it's quiet in the girls' dormitory, so I climbed in through the window of the corridor and walked all the way to the fifth floor where Du Juanxi lived, lurking in the corner, giving the male ghost a look.

The male ghost had a bitter face and floated into Du Juanxi's room.

Five minutes later, I heard a shrill scream, accompanied by the sound of breaking the door, Du Juanxi ran into the corridor in a panic, and the male ghost, followed closely.

I quickly followed.

Following the person and ghost all the way to the end of the corridor, I saw Du Juanxi curled up in the corner.

And the male ghost floated above her head.

"Don't come to me! I don't know about Jin Wanwan's death! I don't know anything!" Du Juanxi waved her hands frantically, and shouted with a miserable face, "If you want to find it, go to Dong Zhiao! Don't look for me!"

I saw that Du Juanxi was almost frightened, so I asked the male ghost to step back and walk over slowly.

"Shu Qian?" Du Juanxi raised her head, and when she saw me, she was stunned.

"What do you mean when you say you want to find Dong Zhiao?" I looked at her condescendingly and said coldly.

Du Juanxi's face turned even paler, struggled to get up, and said angrily: "Why do you care about Jin Wanwan's affairs, when did I say that Dong Zhiao is ...... Ahh

Seeing Du Juanxi's hard mouth, I lost my patience, and with a wave of my hand, the male ghost threw himself towards Du Juanxi with his teeth and claws, frightening her to scream again and again.

She sat down on the ground again, and finally lost her temper, and trembled, "I said...... I say ......"

I waved my hand to get the male ghost to step back and said, "Say it quickly." ”

"I think Kim Wanwan...... It must have been Dong Zhiao's killing......" Du Juanxi shuddered, "but I'm not sure...... Just suspicious ......"

"Why are you so suspicious?"

"Because...... Before Jin Wanwan died, she threatened Dong Zhiao to announce the relationship between the two of them, how could Dong Zhiao be willing...... So it must be for this reason that the people are killed. ”

"The relationship between the two of them?" I frowned, "what is the relationship?"

Du Juanxi suddenly laughed strangely, "You can't have heard of it, right? The kind of relationship between a female student and a handsome young male professor." ”

I froze.

Jin Wanwan and Dong Zhiao, is there really a problem?

"How do you know?"

"Heh......" Du Juanxi smiled even more strangely, "Because Dong Zhiao and I used to have that kind of relationship." ”

I froze.

Oh, my God.

Sure enough, all the gossip is not groundless.

Unexpectedly, Dong Zhiao looked so personable, and he was so dignified, and he had affairs with female students again and again.

However, Du Juanxi can only confirm that Jin Wanwan has a relationship with Dong Zhiao, and she has no evidence whether Dong Zhiao is the murderer or not.

I knew that there was nothing more useful from Du Juanxi's mouth, so I finally asked, "On the day Jin Wanwan died, did you send a text message to her to go to the piano room?"

Du Juanxi looked at me with a confused expression and shook her head.

I guess she didn't have the guts to lie to me, so she left with the male ghost.

After sending off the male ghost, I went back to my dormitory.

As soon as I entered the dormitory door, I didn't see Luo Han, but I saw Zhou Xiaomin, who hadn't come back for a long time.

When I entered the door, she was texting, but as soon as she saw me, she panicked and stuffed her phone back under the table, and said nervously, "Shallow, are you back?"

"Hmm. I nodded, and when I saw Xiaomin's slightly flushed face, I felt a little strange, and I couldn't help but joke, "What are you texting with?"

Zhou Xiaomin's face turned even redder, but he didn't deny it.

"Really?" I couldn't help but gossip, "Who?"

Xiaomin is a good girl, and I haven't seen her fall in love with her for so long in the same bedroom, but I roughly know that she likes that kind of talented boy.

Xiaomin smiled more shyly, but she didn't speak.

Before I could ask, my phone started ringing.

When I saw the caller number, my heart sank.

It's Lu Yihan.

In the past few days, Lu Yihan doesn't know how many phone calls and text messages he has sent to me, but I have never replied.

After Sister Mei told me those things, I really didn't know how to face him.