"It's past two o'clock in the morning, and it's just in time."

Chen Ge took out his mobile phone and looked through the various information recorded on it, he was thinking about how to complete the task of the underground corpse bank.

The passengers had to rush to the suburbs to scrap the school late at night, and the driver in the front row was under a lot of pressure, frequently wiping his sweat, and quietly paying attention to Chen Ge's every move through the rearview mirror.

Chen Ge was also a little uncomfortable being stared at like this, he doubted that if he continued like this, he would soon be on the blacklist of Jiujiang Taxi Company.

"Looks like I should consider buying a car, but I don't have a driver's license, so let's wait until I get a good guy who can drive."

Chen Ge's mind flashed over the truck driver of the moving company in the eastern suburbs, and he felt that he was quite suitable.

"When I finish the underground corpse storage task, I will go to the eastern suburbs to have a look, if the truck driver agrees to join the haunted house, I will even save the money to buy a car."

With a smile on his face, Chen Ge felt that he had found another employee with great potential.

At 2:40 in the morning, Chen Ge came to the periphery of Duyang Middle School, he burrowed into the messy bushes, and didn't go far to see the school hidden in the night.

"This place is just a two-star horror scene, but how can it feel even more eerie to me than the third ward?"

Chen Ge opened the zipper of his backpack, he came to ask the old principal for help, he didn't want to make it too scary, but he was always a little unsteady in his heart if he didn't hold the skull crusher hammer.

Grabbing the handle of the hammer, Chen Ge pressed the switch of the repeater and entered the abandoned school.

"The old headmaster was in the last classroom before."

The murderer of the body hiding in the well has been caught, and after the police withdrew, no one has been here for a long time.

The playground is overgrown with weeds, and Twilight Middle School is back to its original appearance.

Walking down the burnt corridor, Chen Ge entered the school building, pushed open the door of the last classroom, and looked inside.

Rows of desks were neatly arranged, and Chen Ge sat in the middle of the classroom as he had done when he first arrived.

Strange characters were written on the blackboard, strange requests were carved on the table, windows shook slowly, and the night breeze blew into the house through the broken glass opening.

The same scene, but the question in Chen Ge's mind was completely different from the last time.

"Where can the old headmaster hide?"

Chen Ge had no ill will towards the old principal, he just wanted him to reunite with those students.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ge took out a ballpoint pen from his backpack.

He sat in the middle of the classroom and played a game of pen fairy.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your present life, can you tell me where the first principal of Dusk Sun Middle School has gone now?"

A ballpoint pen wrapped in scotch tape stood on the table, and hesitantly wrote out three words: "Office." ”

Seeing these three words, Chen Ge nodded slightly, he felt that Bi Xian had developed a sense of belonging to the horror house, and even a sense of honor, which made him very pleased.

Getting up to leave the last classroom, Chen Ge went into the office building, he went from room to room, and finally found the principal's office in the depths of the corridor.

In order to make a good impression on the old principal, Chen Ge knocked on the door five times, and only after making sure that no one responded, did he smash the door lock with a skull crusher hammer.

Breaking down the door, Chen Ge found that the house was empty.

"Dusk Middle School was built little by little by the old principal, and he shouldn't leave here."

Maybe the time hadn't come, or maybe the old headmaster had other concerns, so he didn't show up.

"The principal was a good man when he was alive, and he returned to Duyang Middle School after his death probably just because he couldn't worry about the more than 20 students, and now that those students are taken care of by me, will he have let go of his obsession and completely dissipated?"

Chen Ge thought about it, it was not impossible to have this possibility.

Closing the door, Chen Ge walked into the house.

The principal's office was very rudimentary, with nothing but a desk, a chair, and a bookcase.

"There must be a reason why Bixian asked me to come to the office, does the old headmaster know that I won't let him go? Guessed in advance that I was coming? ”

Chen Ge had the appearance of the fat old man in his mind, a little uncertain.

He walked to the table, opened a few drawers and looked at them, counting from top to bottom, and the first drawer contained a few certificates for municipal competitions.

The teachers of Duyang Middle School are weak, the students' academic performance is not good, and they usually participate in various competitions held in the city at the bottom, and they have obtained very few certificates, but each one has been carefully retained by the old principal.

"The old principal really wants to run this school well, but unfortunately, his strength alone is not enough."

Chen Ge opened the second drawer, which was full of thank-you letters, most of which were written by students, thanking caring people from the outside world for donations.

"He's still keeping these things."

After looking through it for a long time, Chen Ge didn't find anything useful, so he opened the last drawer.

Inside was a reading glasses and several thick ledgers.

"Love donation statistics?"

Chen Ge opened the ledger and was stunned for a moment when he saw the name of the person in the first line.

"Doctor Gao of Jiujiang Mental Illness Research Center?"

In order to make sure that this Dr. Gao was the person he knew, Chen Ge also searched the Internet for a special search.

"That's right, this person is Gao Ruxue's father."

Flipping through the ledger, Dr. Gao ranked first among all donors, which made Chen Ge's opinion of Dr. Gao change again.

There are also donations from several companies behind the ledger, and every time they love to fund, they will make a big splash, and there are media broadcasts, hoping to make the whole world know, but the actual donation money is not as much as that of Dr. Gao alone.

Silently donating to the school and making no noise, Dr. Gao seems to be doing this only to do good deeds.

"Could such a person be the president of the Strange Tales Association?"

Chen Ge stood at the table, if Dr. Gao was really the president of the Strange Talk Association, then he would be the most complicated person Chen Ge had ever seen.

"On the one hand, he donates schools and treats patients, but on the other hand, he wantonly kills and extradites the ghosts behind the door, what does he want to do?"

No one could guess Dr. Gao's thoughts, the best psychiatrist in Jiujiang, seemed to have buried his heart.

At the end of the ledger were Dr. Gao's handwritten replies to the children, all of which were kept by the old principal.

Chen Ge flipped to the end little by little, and he saw a photo sandwiched in the ledger at the end of the ledger.

The characters are a little unclear, but they can still be recognized at a glance, and the person in the photo is Dr. Gao.

He was standing with another young man, surrounded by a group of children, and not far from them stood a somewhat shy woman.

The woman's face was very blurry and not very clear, but judging from her body type, she was very similar to the strange woman that Chen Ge met at the Jiujiang Forensic Medical College.