Chapter 107: The Strange Idol in the Pool

After speaking, Ma Yang clenched his fists and hit Wang Qiwen.

Ning Hao jumped off Wang Qiwen's back, endured the stinging pain in his calf, pushed Wang Qiwen away, and punched Ma Yang to the ground with a backhand.

He walked over and grabbed Ma Yang's collar, pointed at Ma Yang and said, "If you mess around with me again, it won't be so simple next time!" ”

Ma Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up and left resentfully.

After coming to the school infirmary to treat the wound, Wang Qiwen said indignantly: "This Ma Yang is really annoying, why didn't you give him two punches just now?" ”

"I just don't want to make a big deal out of it...... By the way, what are the important findings you are talking about? ”

Wang Qiwen took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to Ning Hao: "This is the incriminating evidence I collected from Ma Yang in the past few days. ”

"Incriminating evidence?"

Wang Qiwen nodded and said, "He was ...... before Ahem, my current body did something disgusting to Guo Xue, and it was also recorded as a video, but this part only has Ma Yang's footage. Guo Xue was actually not one of the victims, and there were four or five girls in it who were spoiled by him. ”

Ning Hao squeezed the USB flash drive tightly and looked at it silently.

originally thought that Ma Yang was just arrogant and domineering, but he didn't expect that he was simply guilty. Ning Hao put the USB flash drive into his trouser bag and said to Wang Qiwen, "Do you want to go to the swimming pool with me?" ”

"Huh? Swimming pool ......"

"I encountered a strange thing today, a girl in the Japanese department fell asleep during class, and was cut in the abdomen by the evil spirit of her own nightmare."

"And that kind of thing?"

Ning Hao said seriously: "If you hadn't arrived in time just now, I guess I would have died." The wound on this foot is not as simple as a branch puncture, the evil spirit just now broke into my dream, this wound was broken by the iron claw on his hand. ”

"So what does this have to do with the swimming pool?"

"Didn't you tell us about the ghost of the swimming pool when you weren't reborn?"

Wang Qiwen nodded.

Ning Hao continued: "I just heard from a classmate that the female teacher who died tragically in the swimming pool before turned into an evil spirit and killed some students, and later asked a master to trap her there, but such a bizarre thing happened after the construction of the swimming pool began, so I think there will be some connection between this." ”

"Then in that case," Wang Qiwen pursed his lips and smiled, "As a member of the Pentagram Detective Agency, I will vigorously assist you in investigating the case, so let's go to the swimming pool now." ”

When they came to the periphery of the construction site of the swimming pool, a school security guard saw the two and shouted not far away: "Hey, what are you two going to do?" ”

Ning Hao walked over and said, "I want to go in and have a look." ”

The security guard saw that the person in front of him was Ning Hao, who had just inherited the Sun Moon New Group not long ago, and immediately eased his tone and said, "Young Master Ning, there is construction going on inside, it's not too safe, I think you better not go in." ”

"It's okay, I'm just going to go around."

"Well, it's lunchtime, and the workers are out to eat, and the foreman won't blame me for letting people in. You go in and take a look, and then you come out. ”

"Thank you."

"Be careful when you go in, this is my phone, if anything calls me, just tell me."

The security guard handed over a business card, and Ning Hao nodded after taking it.

When I entered the swimming pool, there were only some fences built around it, and the tiles on the floor were also pried up and piled aside, and it was a mess.

Wang Qiwen quipped: "Young Master Ning, haha, those wall-to-wall grass who talk about people and ghosts, now have a very different attitude towards you than before." ”

"Don't make fun of me like that," Ning Hao said as he walked past a patch of construction debris, "Let's go take a look at the pool outside." ”

Wang Qiwen followed Ning Hao to the pool.

The pool had been drained of water and the tiles had been pried in half. Ning Hao said: "This place will be transformed into a landscape pond in the future. ”

Ning Hao walked down the steps in the shallow area of the pool and came to the center of the pool.

A large pit was dug in the middle of the pool, which is estimated to be a "masterpiece" left by the construction team.

He looked around carefully to see if he could spot the seal that Walnut was talking about.

"Hey, what's that?" Wang Qiwen walked over, bent down and picked up something, "It looks quite chic." ”

"What did you find?"

"A book!" Wang Qiwen held a thick hardcover book, and he handed the book to Ning Hao.

Ning Hao looked at the cover of the book and frowned.

"A Brief History of the Outer Gods" ......"

"There's another copy here." Wang Qiwen picked up another one next to him and glanced at the book cover, "There's nothing written on it." ”

Ning Hao took another book in his hand and opened it to see that this was Liu Ping's diary.

"Look, there's a bunch of stuff there!"

Wang Qiwen pointed to a pile of broken tiles and other construction waste next to the pit and said. Ning Hao looked around, and sure enough, there were some items that shouldn't appear in the swimming pool.

For example, some broken vases, women's combs, fake ivory carvings...... And so on.

Approaching and looking, Wang Qiwen's expression became nervous: "This ...... It can't be that dead people have been buried here before, and it is estimated that after the construction team dug up these things, they disposed of the bones, leaving only these garbage that they thought were ordinary. ”

"Let's read everything through, maybe one or two of them will help us in our investigation."

As he spoke, Ning Hao began to look through the messy pile of garbage. Under a large pile of fake ivory carvings, a very beautiful small gilded bronze statue was turned out.

"Wang Qiwen, look at this!" Ning Hao's eyes lit up.

Wang Qiwen hurriedly came over. This small gilded bronze statue is a four-handed idol of a god holding a spear and lightning bolt in his hands – this is a statue of Lord Indra.

Indra was the chief god of ancient Hinduism and ruled over the power of thunderstorms.

With the help of the sun, Ning Hao took a closer look at this statue, and looked at it carefully for a long time, this statue was not only not a fake, but also an authentic antiquity from India.

"It's an antique." Ning Hao said to Wang Qiwen while observing carefully.

"You're going to make a fortune this time." Wang Qiwen stared at the antique and smiled.

Hearing his words, Ning Hao stared at the statue for another while.

According to the myths, Indra was the greatest of the Hindu deities, and there seemed to be some demonic disposition in his personality, sometimes more evil.

"Wait, there's blood on this statue." Ning Hao handed the idol to Wang Qiwen and pointed to the blood stains on the base.

The abdomen of the idol has been scratched with a carving knife, and the color is slightly different from the side.

Wang Qiwen took the statue and said, "Look at its base, a small piece of white paper is pasted, and it is written. ”

Ning Hao leaned over to look at it, and there were really two words written on it, and he was so frightened that his hands trembled: "Sure enough, it seems that the evil spirit in the dream is related to this statue." ”