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Ling Fan and Mo Qiu both showed great curiosity about the curse of the vocal music club in Charmaine Sarchman's mouth, they didn't expect that the supernatural murder case involved another curse, which made Ling Fan feel that this Xingcheng Girls' High School might not be as radiant as it seemed on the surface, and there was a frightening undercurrent surging under the calm and beautiful sea.

"What is the curse you are talking about, can you tell us, maybe we can find out the key to the problem if we study together, and we can also solve the reason why Huang Juan jumped off the building and committed suicide." Ling Fan asked softly, he didn't want to ask too fiercely, it would make Charmaine's emotions even more excited, and if it was serious, it would push reason, and in that case, the accuracy of the information he got would be greatly reduced.

Charmaine smiled bitterly at Ling Fan, and her excited heart calmed down, and said: "Actually, I don't know this curse very well, this curse spread in the vocal music club very early, we all thought it was a rumor that the vocal music club was hyping up in order to recruit people, it is said that there were once seven girls in the vocal music club, seven very talented girls, they like to sing very much, and they will gather in the vocal room to sing on time at night, but on a dark night without moon and stars, they gathered again in the vocal club to sing, But suddenly a fire broke out in the vocal club, and soon the fire engulfed the entire vocal club, and none of the seven girls could escape from the flames, and at the last moment of their lives, they continued to sing beautifully, until the flames burned them out."

Mo Qiu was frightened by this legend and broke out in a cold sweat, and said with a look of disbelief on his face: "This should be a hype, how could someone be burned to death in the vocal room, and it was seven people together, couldn't they escape from the door?"

Ling Fan also looked at Charmaine Sapiene, he also thought of this question, if they were together, then it would be impossible not to escape through the door when there was a fire.

Charmaine shook her head and said, "I don't know too much about this, but I heard them say that the door of the vocal room at that time was not locked at all, but was open, and I think it may be that the fire was too big at that time to trap them in the fire." ”

"Then there doesn't seem to be any curse mentioned," Ling Fan said.

Charmaine said: "The curse was issued by the seven girls who burned to death, and it is said that the last song of their death was: The soul of the seven sons will be returned by the body of the seven sons."

"The soul of the seven sons, I must come with the body of the seven sons, what does this mean," Mo Qiu thought with his chin in his hand.

Charmaine's face sank, and she said in a deep voice: "Can't you still hear it, the soul of the seven sons is talking about the souls of the seven of them, and the body of the seven sons is also talking about seizing the bodies of the seven people and carrying their souls." ”

Ling Fan frowned, he had always been very disdainful of these souls' claims of asking for their lives, but Mo Qiu was shocked by Charmaine's words and twisted his body unnaturally, and his face was a little unnatural.

At this time, Mo Qiu's mobile phone rang, which frightened Mo Qiu, who was originally nervous, and when she took out her mobile phone to inspect it, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and after answering the phone, she said: "Okay, I'll take him to you right away, okay, don't be verbose, Ou Jisan" and then hung up the phone, but Ling Fan clearly heard that the words of the people inside had not finished speaking, and he immediately felt sad for the person who called the little sister.

"Okay, that's all for today, if you find anything, please let us know immediately" Mo Qiu put his phone in his pocket, stood up, and said stiffly in a commanding tone.

Charmaine had no good impression of Charmaine Sarmaine, but when she heard such a blunt command, Charmaine Sarchman's pretty face was even more displeased, Ling Fan saw that the scene was not good, and the smell of gunpowder was about to ignite again, so he was busy once again acting as a peacemaker and leaving his mobile phone number to Charmaine Sarmaine, and then rushed out of the café with Mo Qiu in tow.

"Hey, you haven't paid yet" Charmaine's voice came out of the café, but Ling Fan had already run away with Mo Qiu, Charmaine had to sigh and pay out of her own pocket, and then stared at the missed caller number in her mobile phone.

Could he really find out Huang Juan's death, and could he really believe him?

Charmaine smiled bitterly, and after a few gentle shakes of her slender fingers, she finally chose to save the number.

The engine of the motorcycle, which made people's ears almost deaf, rumbled next to Ling Fan's ears, although his hands were tightly wrapping around the slender waist of a young girl at this time, but he didn't mean to enjoy it at all, the super fast speed made Ling Fan feel a little dizzy, and his brain was also bombarded by the sound of the booming engine.

Could it be that there is no traffic light in this Nanyang City, Ling Fan suddenly began to miss the red light that usually blocked him for some reason.

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p; However, the speed also has an advantage, that is, it can make Ling Fan's pain a little less.

Soon, a sharp brake sound sounded, and Ling Fan's body stuck to Mo Qiu's back due to inertia, and the helmet was hit again and flew straight in front of him with a circle of golden birds.

Wow Lingfan felt a warm current gushing out of his stomach, hurriedly jumped out of the car, ran to the tree next to him, and vomited while holding on to the trunk, although he hadn't eaten anything since the morning, and he didn't vomit anything.

"Hey, you won't, it's really useless if you can't stand this speed" Mo Qiu's mocking words came from his ears that were still rumbling.

"Is this called a little speed, and if you are a little faster, you will be able to drive a rocket" Ling Fan immediately retorted strongly, he didn't want to ride a motorcycle anymore, Ling Fan's dislike of motorcycles also started at this time, "I really don't understand if you don't have traffic lights in Nanyang City?"

Mo Qiu shrugged his shoulders and smiled evilly: "Yes, it's just that there are no red lights on the road I drive." ”

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"Qiuqiu, don't mess around." A serious, magnetic middle-aged voice rang out.

"Daddy." Fang Cai is still a girl with a personality like a little sister, and her words are cold and domineering, but at this time, she is like a delicate bird that swoops into the arms of a middle-aged man and begins to be coquettish.

Ling Fan rubbed his eyes, he felt that everything in front of him was like an illusion, how could a person change so much, it was really a big world.

The middle-aged man had a resolute and square face, short gray hair, but his spirit was very vibrant, his blue shirt shimmered softly in the sun, and he wore dark and supple trousers underneath, and his shiny leather shoes were spotlessly polished.

"You are Ling Fan recommended by the old man" When the middle-aged man saw Ling Fan's appearance, his brows furrowed slightly, and the look of surprise on his face flickered.

Seeing this, Ling Fan thought that this person should be Mo Qiu's father, and it seemed that he should be a figure in the leadership of the Nanyang City Public Security Bureau, and said with a smile: "Well, yes, uncle, I am Ling Fan." ”

"Haha, it's really young and promising, I've heard the old man praise you on the phone, and I heard that you solved an unsolved case in Nanyang City that we haven't solved for more than ten years a few days ago." The middle-aged man smiled kindly, looking at Ling Fan, his sharp eyes were full of appreciation.

Being praised so much by a leader Ling Fan was naturally a little grateful, but when he heard that this middle-aged man actually knew that he had broken the table of the red-faced table fairy, his face was a little embarrassed, I don't know if he knew that Xin Yan had invaded the file system of the Nanyang City police, if he knew, he would definitely not receive him so warmly, it seems that the boss also told him about the case in a hidden way, after all, this case once happened on the territory of Nanyang City, so you have to say hello, although it is an afterthought.

"Hmph, who knows if it's true, with his stinky appearance, I think it's probably broken by Sister Zhen." Mo Qiu leaned back from the middle-aged man's arms and glared coldly at Ling Fan.

"Qiuqiu, don't talk nonsense." Although the middle-aged man had some anger in his tone, his expression was very pitiful, he touched Mo Qiu's hair, then looked at Ling Fan, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go into the house and talk, I also want to hear your opinion on this case that happened in Xingcheng." ”

After entering the house, Ling Fan knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was Li Ju, the leader of the Nanyang City Public Security Bureau, and he, Chen Ju and Fang Tou were all alumni of the same police academy before, but judging from the current situation, Ling Fan felt sad for Fang Yi.

Li Ju's home is not as good as Ling Fan imagined, it is very simple and simple, but there are a few precious antiques that attract Ling Fan's attention, it seems that Li Ju, who is sitting in front of him, also has a hobby of collecting antiques, and it seems that he will find some ways to be the leader of Nanyang City in the future.

Seeing Ling Fan's eyes staring at a few antiques, Li Ju couldn't help but smile and said: "Haha, I don't have any other hobbies, so I can collect some antiques, but I won't accept gifts from others, these are all bought with my salary, otherwise I can live in such a simple room Haha, however, only the most simple room can bring out the preciousness of these antiques." ”

Inadvertently read out the meaning of Ling Fan's eyes, it seems that this Li Ju in front of him is not a fuel-efficient lamp like Chen Ju and Fang Yi, Ling Fan felt that it was better not to play smart, so he laughed dryly, which can be regarded as an answer, and scolded in his heart: It's an old fox again.

"Daddy, your tea." Mo Qiu walked over with two cups of tea, and handed one of them to Li Ju's hand steadily, and then she stared at Ling Fan, her face immediately became extremely cold, and she threw the cup of tea heavily in front of Ling Fan, and the tea in the cup immediately splashed out, "Your Tea" 00 collected and sorted, and the copyright belonged to the author or publisher.