Whoosh!

The sound of breaking the air sounded, the dean of education was already stunned, and Inspector Oak subconsciously flashed to the side, but his long since his young body made it difficult for him to complete this action smoothly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two could only watch as they got closer and closer, sharp as daggers.

Call!

A strong wind flashed in front of them, blowing their hair.

Subconsciously, the dean closed his eyes.

Inspector Oak's eyes widened.

The different occupations of the two have created different attitudes in the face of danger.

So the latter saw with his own eyes a large area of darkness blocking in front of him, and let out a fluttering tremble, and when the darkness was withdrawn by Qin Ran in his hand, the other party was surprised to find out what the darkness that was blocking him before was.

"Quilt?!"

Inspector Oak exclaimed.

Then, the eyes that looked at Qin Ran became more and more surprised.

"Teacher 2567, your skills are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people!"

The elderly detective said.

"Although I am a culture teacher, my hobby is sports."

Qin Ran replied with a smile on his face.

The other party was still testing him.

There is no malice, it is nothing more than an instinct that has been formed by a detective for a long time, but this instinct is not pleasant.

At least, Qin Ran was very reluctant to talk to the other party.

Especially when I thought of the situation where the other party had just swept his fingers over his tiger's mouth, index finger, and middle finger, it was even more chilly from the bottom of my heart.

Therefore, Qin Ran's gaze looked at the teaching director.

The frightened other party did not notice such a gaze at all.

After gasping for breath a few times, the bald middle-aged man said a little stiffly: "It's getting dark, Teacher 2567 remember your night patrol mission...... I need to leave! ”

The other party admonished.

Then, without saying hello to Inspector Oak, he left the old school building at a brisk pace.

"Need help?"

The detective pointed to the broken window.

"I can't ask for it!"

"If you can, please help me get some plastic sheeting!"

Qin Ran, who knew what the other party wanted to do, still smiled.

After discovering that he was unusual, but unable to find any necessary suspicions in himself, it was natural that the detective set his eyes on his belongings.

It's just that it's doomed to be in vain.

Long before the police arrived, Qin Ran had done enough 'cover-up' work.

About half an hour later, when there was only a little light left in the sky, Qin Ran sent the other party to the door of the old school building out of etiquette.

"Inspector Oak, you must pay attention."

Qin Ran said.

"Attention? What to pay attention to? ”

The other party asked rhetorically, as if puzzled.

"You don't really think it was an accident because of the broken window before, do you?"

"Or do you think it's so dilapidated that even the glass can be shattered by a loud roar, and the shattered glass is shooting at the people in the room against common sense?"

"Night is coming, you must be careful when walking alone at night!"

After Qin Ran finished speaking, he saw the other party's face change.

Then, without waiting for what the other party was saying, he returned to the old school building and slammed the door shut.

Syllable!

The collision of the door with the door frame sent Inspector Oak shuddered.

He looked at the old schoolhouse that had been closed, the remote location, and let the darkness breed fear.

Even though Oak didn't think he needed to be afraid, he still chose to turn away.

Qin Ran could clearly see through the window of the corridor that the other party was disappearing quickly, with a hurried back.

The corners of his mouth turned up.

He did it on purpose.

Qin Ran is not a person who will be avenged, but he is not a person who will not fight back after being slapped in the face.

Since I'm disgusted, it's better to go back to disgust.

"Feel good!"

Qin Ran hummed an unknown tune lightly and walked slowly towards his room.

Crunchy.

His footsteps stomped on the wooden floor, causing the floor to moan again and again. Moaning, moreover, getting louder and louder.

One by one, the props that Qin Ran hid in the rest of the rooms and corridors appeared on his body one after another, and when he carried the box containing [Arrogant Words] in his hand in the shadow of the corner of the second floor, Qin Ran pushed open the window on the side and jumped out of it.

Even with a heavy object on his back, Qin Ran only made a light sound when he landed.

Then, he rushed straight to one place.

There......

There's a 'clue'!

The reason that can make Qin Ran feel comfortable is not only because he is disgusted by a certain detective, but also because he has found the clue he has been waiting for since entering the copy in front of him!

As Qin Ran said, even if a building is in disrepair, it is impossible for it to become broken because of the roar of an ordinary person.

And also went to the room **** against common sense.

It must be something that can be done, something that ordinary people can't see, but that really exists.

Qin Ran is certainly not an ordinary person.

The moment before the window glass shattered, he had already sensed a cold force gathering outside the window, and then opened the field of vision of [Tracking], and even captured a figure.

If it weren't for the fact that someone was by his side and he was worried about his current identity, he would have caught up a long time ago.

It's not too late, though.

The [tracking] of the peerless level, for the remnants of traces, is no longer limited to ordinary creatures.

In his incomparably clear vision, a scattered, dense black mist appeared in front of him in a certain direction.

The black fog is like the trail left by a jet plane flying across the blue sky, and although it will dissipate with the passage of time, it is so conspicuous for a short time.

Qin Ran chased after the black mist and walked forward quickly.

Soon, he came to a bush behind the main teaching building of Shenghui Middle School.

The black mist dissipated completely.

Qin Ran looked around.

A tin door separates the school from the outside world.

Four large garbage cans stand on one side of the tin door.

A little farther away is a cement-sealed waste incineration station – apparently the same place where Shenghui Middle School burned its garbage before it was disposed of.

Qin Ran's gaze swept over the iron door and the garbage can.

Eventually, it ended up at the cement-sealed waste incineration station.

A cold aura was emanating from there.

"Is it here?"

Qin Ran was a little unsure.

What can affect reality with the state of the soul, including manifestations, moving objects, etc., is not something that can be done with such a little negative energy.

Not to mention the shattering of glass.

That's at least the level of evil spirits.

But the scarce negative energy aura in front of him is not to mention an evil spirit, and even an ordinary spirit is not enough to exist.

Of course, the doubts in his heart did not make Qin Ran hesitate.

However, just as Qin Ran was investigating, a sound of footsteps sounded. (To be continued.) )