calmly went up to the second floor, until he was sure that there was no one else around him, Tong Yan covered his chest and squatted on the ground: "I didn't expect that I also had a time when my acting skills were bursting!" ”

When she was stared at just now, her heart was about to rise to her throat, for fear of being dragged by others, she had to ask clearly, her lame acting skills can last at most a minute, and no matter how much she is, she will definitely be seen as a problem.

She was gasping for breath here, and suddenly someone pushed open the door and walked out: "Huh? Are you just a child? ”

"Huh? Yes! I am. Tong Yan quickly stood up and smiled at the woman who walked in front of him: "Hello, Auntie." ”

The delicate woman in a plaid sweater who looked to be around thirty-five years old showed a gentle smile: "My husband has mentioned you to me, good boy, come on in." ”

Tong Yan followed her into the office with trepidation, and then took out the rhetoric she had made up early in the morning: "There is an old grandmother in our community, who was a student of A University when she was young, and she has always had a wish, I want to meet the classmates who helped her, and I want to help her." ”

Professor Yan smiled again, and didn't say whether he believed it or not, but said, "Then what's the name of her classmate?" ”

"Yu Buyu, the 1940 class."

"Hmm...... It's been a bit of a long time, so let me think about where they put their information......"

Decades have passed, and the school has been renovated during this period, and a lot of information may indeed be lost in the process.

Professor Yan thought about it for a long time and couldn't remember where the thing was, and she said very apologetically:

"You sit here for a while, and I'll help you ask the older teachers here, they should have an impression."

Tong Yan nodded, and then sat obediently on the sofa in the room.

Professor Yan pushed open the door and went out, only Tong Yan was left alone in the room, she sat there quietly, but there was a feeling of furry in her heart, there was always a feeling that someone was looking at her uncomfortable.

Tong Yan has been very sensitive to the gaze of others since she was a child, she lowered her head, as if she didn't notice anything, but the next moment her eyes shot straight to a small mirror on the desk in the room.

A dark shadow flashed through the mirror, avoiding her gaze.

Maybe he has already experienced the great horror created by Bai Ruolian, and looking at these ordinary ghosts, Tong Yan is not very scared.

Anyway, sitting was boring, so she said loudly: "Hello, my name is Tong Yan, eighteen years old, what about you?" ”

As if he didn't expect Tong Yan to greet him, the empty mirror fluctuated for a moment, and the black shadow appeared inside again, "I, my name is Xiaoxiao." ”

The voice is the same as her name, small, gentle, and Tong Yan has the illusion that a blow will blow her away, and unconsciously lowers her voice: "You look smaller than me." ”

"Little is only twelve years old."

As the two talked, the dark shadow in the mirror gradually became clear, revealing a little girl with yellow hair and a thin face.

Tong Yan saw her appearance, so he simply turned to her and chatted with her: "You're only twelve years old, so you're still in elementary school." ”

Xiao Timidly replied, "Yes." ”

"Why don't you go to the Black House to be reincarnated?"

Tong Yan heard about this place from Bai Ruolian, and when Bai Ruolian told her about it, she also mentioned the girl in the red dress in her community in passing, so Tong Yan remembered it at once.

Xiao Xiao tilted his head suspiciously: "Black Building? Where is that? ”

"Huh?" Tong Yan was stunned, "Don't you know?" Newly dead ghosts are summoned by the Black Building, and if they don't have a strong obsession, they usually go. ”

After all, reincarnation is also a very good option.

The little ghost still shook his head: "Xiaoxiao doesn't know, Xiaoxiao doesn't feel anything." ”

Since the kid said so, although Tong Yan felt a little puzzled, he also thought that there might be something missing or a special case, so he didn't ask again.

At this moment, Professor Yan pushed open the door and came in, and Xiao Xiao disappeared from the mirror again.

Tong Yan stood up and looked at Professor Yan who came in expectantly: "Aunt Yan......"

"Old student files from decades ago are piled up in the archives."

Professor Yan held a black key in his hand and said to Tong Yan: "But no one has sorted it out for a long time, and at most, the cleaner goes in to clean it, so I can't guarantee that there must be the information you are looking for." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's already a hassle for you! Thank you so much! ”

"Then you come with me."

Tong Yan followed Professor Yan to the small attic on the top floor of the small building.

Professor Yan took the key and unlocked it, and as soon as she opened the door, a faint musty smell came into Tong Yan's nose, causing her to sneeze.

"This is it, you have to find the specific location yourself, I will put the key here." Professor Yan seemed to have other things to do, so he left in a hurry after explaining Tong Yan.

Tong Yan, who was left alone in the archive room, rubbed his arms and muttered, "Why am I alone in everything I did today." ”

After she complained casually, she began to concentrate on finding the files that she had never encountered.

***

"Xiao Yan, are you sure this kid can see ...... Those things? ”

In a room full of monitors, an old man who was obviously old frowned at the young face who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find files on the screen.

"Of course."

Standing next to him was Professor Yan, who had just entered the archives with a childish face, and at this time, she no longer saw the tenderness she had before, but her face was full of gloom: "Teacher, didn't you see it too?" As soon as I left, she started talking to herself in the mirror. ”

The old man sitting in the chair frowned, obviously not believing her words: "Maybe it's just some mental problems, and I like to talk to myself." ”

If Tong Yan knew that someone was talking about her, she would definitely cry bitterly - since she met Bai Ruolian, she was always thought to be mentally ill, and recently she had a new title of "pervert".

Professor Yan seemed to be very unable to stand being questioned by him like this, and she threw down a stack of photos in her hand: "What about these?" Is it also fake? So many people can't see how a person disappears? ”

"This ......," the old man looked at the photos, and hesitated, "but none of us can see those things, and we can't produce any evidence to prove their existence." ”

"Nope." Professor Yan smiled heavily: "There will be evidence, teacher, I will prove to you - this topic is very worthy of study." ”