Lu Qing and Dai Shikai's dormitory is a double room, although the place is not particularly large, but it is also bright and clean. The teachers here are very well paid, and the dormitory not only has air conditioning, washing machines and other household appliances, but also kitchens and bathrooms.

After returning to the dormitory, the first thing the two did was cut the telephone cord in the room, and by the way, the landline was also destroyed and thrown outside.

Dai Shikai didn't even let go of the TV, he smashed the TV in the room with a hammer three times and divided five by two, and carefully moved the wreckage to the balcony. After confirming that there would be no other devices in the house that could receive communication messages, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Qing locked the door, closed the balcony window, and lay back on the bed.

"Hey, it's been a long time since we've slept together, I miss it so much!" Dai Shikai was lying on the bed with his arms crossed, one leg stretched out from the top bunk, and swayed in front of Lu Qing.

"Stink." Lu Qing was lying on the lower bunk, and couldn't help but raise his foot and kick the calf: "Take it back." ”

"I'm to blame for the long legs."

There was a sound of "squeak" turning over from the upper bunk, and Dai Shikai actually poked his head down: "Brother Qing, you said that female ghost, could it be a student from another school?" ”

Lu Qing was taken aback by his sudden move, and gave him an angry look: "Now that there is no one in the room, can't you lie down and talk?" ”

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've been on a mission with you, and I'm a little excited." Dai Shikai retracted his head with a hippie smile, and Lu Qing quickly responded: "Indeed, there have been no deaths in this school before. And about Mao Xiaorou's death, it also provides us with a lot of clues. ”

Obviously, all of Mao Xiaorou's performances before her death were manipulated by female ghosts.

According to Liu Wei, she has known Mao Xiaorou until now, and she has never heard the other party mention that she can dance, let alone ballet. Every ballet dancer, because of the reason for dancing, their feet will be a little different from ordinary people. In the past, ballet dancers' feet were distorted due to improper protection by wearing pointe shoes. Now, although it is not as bad as before, you can still see calluses and bruised tendons on the feet of these dancers.

And Mao Xiaorou's feet were white and tender, because of the forced dance that night, her feet were injured and she bled a lot. When Lu Qing checked her feet, he found that her big toe nails had fallen off. This proves even more that Mao Xiaorou really can't dance ballet.

Liu Wei also provided an important clue: that is, when she saw the female ghost's feet in the bathroom at night, she found that her bare feet were indeed much rougher than ordinary girls. There were also frayed blood blisters on the tips of several toes.

Combined with what Liu Wei said, the female ghost looked similar in age to herself, Lu Qing quickly came to a conclusion.

"That female ghost used to be a girl who studied ballet before she died."

"There is no ballet-related teaching at M City University, and there are no cases of female deaths here. If this female ghost was a student before her death, then she should be studying ......"

"M City Dance Academy." Dai Shikai of the upper bunk replied tacitly.

On the side of the girls' dormitory, Liu Wei told her roommates Qi Yu and Zhao Lili about Mao Xiaorou's death.

The two were surprised and saddened by the death of their roommate, but they didn't suspect too much. After all, Mao Xiaorou has a deep affection for Xu Jian, and they only thought that the other party was too sad and committed suicide.

Due to the news of the police and school blockade, and Mao Xiaorou died at night. Therefore, as of the morning, except for a few of them, not many people knew about Mao Xiaorou's death.

"Liu Wei, you said those two teachers are looking for me?" After Qi Yu heard Liu Wei say that the two handsome teachers they met at the door of the Xueyan Building yesterday were going to see her, she suddenly became curious: "What's the matter?" ”

"I don't know ...... specifics," Liu Wei decided to hide them first: "Let's talk about it after we meet." ”

"Well, can I join us too?" Zhao Lili asked: "Xiaorou is no longer here, and there is no class in the morning, so I feel uncomfortable staying by myself." ”

Liu Wei thought about it with some hesitation, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, but there is one point, don't bring your mobile phone when you wait." ”

The library at 10 a.m. was unusually deserted, with almost no students present. Lu Qing and Dai Shikai found a place in the middle, and soon, Liu Wei also brought the two roommates over as agreed.

After a brief conversation, Lu Qing quickly got to the point.

Qi Yu also said that the place where she works is near a university in the south of M City, and she has seen Xu Jian and others appear near it several times.

"Excuse me, what's the name of that university?"

"M City Dance Academy. Now there are many very popular little flowers in the entertainment industry, all of whom are from this school, and there are many handsome men and beautiful women there. Qi Yu said.

"But there are also many girls who rely on themselves to be young and beautiful, and they are raised." Zhao Lili seemed to be very disdainful: "Didn't you say that there were a lot of luxury cars parked in front of that school?" It is estimated that they are all the fathers of the gold owners. ”

"You can't say that." Liu Wei shook her head: "The reputation of that school is still very good, and the professional level is also very high." Most of them get into it through their own efforts. ”

"Not exactly. What if the profession is good, he is not so coquettish in his bones. Qi Yu sighed: "It's a pity Xiaorou, how could she not think about it and commit suicide for such a piece of garbage." ”

Lu Qing noticed that this girl named Qi Yu seemed to have something to say, and immediately asked, "Why, listening to what you mean, it seems that you have a great opinion on Xu Jian's style before his death?" ”

"This ......" There was a trace of hesitation on Qi Yu's chubby face, and Dai Shikai struck while the iron was hot, and immediately sat down beside her: "It's okay, classmate, just say what you have to say, we're just curious." ”

Qi Yu has never had such intimate contact with a man in the past 20 years, and because of her appearance, she has always had low self-esteem. But now, this young and handsome teacher is so close to him......

Qi Yu blushed and stammered: "Since Xiaorou is no longer there, then, I'll say it...... More than once, I have seen Xu Jian and them mingle with a beautiful girl. ”

And that girl, as she said, was none other than a student at the M-City Dance Academy.

"Any other clues?" Dai Shikai asked urgently: "Or some small details." In short, the more detailed the better! ”

"Hmm...... Then again, the girl didn't seem to be very reluctant. Qi Yu felt a hint of joy in his heart, and recalled even harder: "Once they came to buy something at the convenience store where I worked, I was tally in the warehouse at the time, so Xu Jian didn't find me. I felt as if the girl had some handle on them, and when the two men moved their hands and feet to her, and hugged her, I saw that her expression seemed to be painful. ”

Qi Yu thought that if the other party was a person, it was unlikely that he would show that kind of expression. In her opinion, the girl seemed to have been coerced by them.

Today is the 10th anniversary of the 512 Wenchuan earthquake, ten years of life and death, hope that the deceased rest in peace, and the living are strong. I still remember that afternoon ten years ago, the fundraising at school, the news broadcast on TV, and the choked up and tears of my classmates and teachers during the silent mourning...... The whole country is united in their concern for the disaster. The 10th anniversary of 512 is not to commemorate the disaster itself, but to remember the moment when the disaster came, those who revered life and loved selflessly. The miracle of life is invincible tenacity, and I would like to express my gratitude to all the soldiers, policemen, doctors, nurses, social workers, and others who went to the front line of the disaster area at that time and quietly contributed behind the scenes.