Chen Yihan asked the police to take Qin Yijuan back to the police station, and he got into Chen Xiaoqiu's car and asked her to drive to the police station.

I sat in the passenger seat, feeling Chen Yihan's sharp gaze from behind, like sitting on pins and needles. Chen Yihan didn't speak all the way, and I sweated all the way. Chen Xiaoqiu was not easy, and the knuckles holding the steering wheel were white. While I was under the pressure brought by Chen Yihan, I was also afraid that Chen Xiaoqiu would have a car accident.

When I arrived at the police station, one of my worries faded, and after a little relief, I tensed up again.

A bloated man walked slowly at the entrance of the police station, and in the light, the man was gray, as if shrouded in a layer of mist. It's not that I'm dazzled, it's not that I see a ghost, it's that the man is in a terrible state, he lost his soul, and the whole person became like that. The man was not a ghost, the ghost followed the man.

My eyes widened, staring at the girl behind the man. The girl was dressed in rustic clothes and braided flowers, two steps away from the man, and followed suit. As she walked, a flash of fire lit up with clothes or skin on her body, turned to ashes, fell with a flutter, and disappeared into the ground.

Chen Yihan noticed my abnormality one step ahead of Chen Xiaoqiu and asked, "What's wrong with that person?" What's behind it? ”

I almost jumped up, hit the roof of the car, and looked back at Chen Yihan in horror.

Chen Yihan's gaze moved from the girl to me, and asked again, "What's behind that person?" ”

Normal people would ask what was wrong with that man, but Chen Yihan clearly couldn't see the ghost, but he could find that what I was looking at was not the strange man, but the girl behind the man.

Chen Xiaoqiu reacted, his face was strange, "You...... What the hell? ”

Chen Yihan frowned, "Xiaoqiu." ”

I froze for a long time, and after looking at Chen Xiaoqiu, I nodded with relief. It's not so much a relief as a broken jar.

Chen Yihan's expression became strange.

I guess he thought that Chen Xiaoqiu was not polite before, Chen Xiaoqiu was indeed a person who spoke politely, but not vulgarly, but sharply and directly, and ruthlessly. If you are sarcastic, Chen Xiaoqiu will not say it. She said I damn it, I nodded, a person like Chen Yihan will realize that something is wrong, but he can't turn the corner in a short time.

A hint of joy flashed in Chen Xiaoqiu's eyes.

I can't perform ghost catching like the people in Aoba, but God opened my eyes, I happened to meet a ghost, which can prove myself and let Chen Yihan understand that Chen Xiaoqiu and I are doing serious things.

Chen Xiaoqiu opened the car door, urging me to hurry into the police station, and asked Chen Yihan to follow.

Chen Yihan remained silent, that posture is proper to see what tricks the two of us do.

I couldn't take care of Qin Yijuan, Chen Xiaoqiu pulled me to chase the man first.

The man was very conspicuous, standing at the reception desk of the police station, and in the middle of the night there were only police officers on duty, and the man's voice stood out as clearly as his presence in the empty police station.

Chen Xiaoqiu lowered his voice and asked me, "What kind of ghost?" ”

Chen Yihan looked at me and Chen Xiaoqiu inquiringly, and stopped talking.

I stubbornly said, "A little girl, sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed very old-fashioned, with Martian seeds on her body. Ponytail, round face, single eyelids...... "I tried to describe, and I wanted to learn to sketch all of a sudden."

Chen Yihan is no longer looking at a madman, but a liar.

The man over there also got to the point: "...... I would like to report an arson case 23 years ago, the arson case in which 34 students in the 5th class of the 18th high school died. ”

My voice stopped abruptly.

Chen Xiaoqiu looked at the man in shock, and the hand that grabbed me was released.

Chen Yihan said to himself: "Eighteen middle school ......"

I opened my mouth wide and only listened to the man continue: "My name is Jiang Yongning, I am a student in the fifth class of the third year of high school that year, I have found evidence over the years, the arson prisoner of that year was our homeroom teacher Qin Yijuan. ”

I felt like I had been hit by thunder and lightning from the sky, and my body trembled.

"What's going on?" Chen Xiaoqiu turned to look at me.

"I don't know...... Qin Yijuan is a prisoner? How is this possible? If it was her, why didn't they burn her? I said distractedly.

Is this Jiang Yongning framing Qin Yijuan? But the female ghost ......

I saw tears running across the girl's face, all the way through her burned, peeled and reborn skin.

"Who are the prisoners? Who are the prisoners? "I couldn't help but step forward.

The police on duty and Jiang Yongning found me and looked at me. The policeman saluted in surprise and exclaimed, "Hello Chief." ”

Jiang Yongning's face was dead silent, and his eyes were very dull when he looked at people, without any brilliance.

The girl turned her head as well. With a round face, single eyelids, and smiling lips, the corners of her lips are naturally upturned, and she looks happy, but she is crying and heartbroken, and those lips don't give people a sense of happiness at all.

"Who killed you? Why ......" I looked at the girl, and the whole person was a little drowsy.

The sparks on her body are like neon lights on the side of the street, dazzling people. The temperature at the police station was rising, and I was dizzy.

I saw her mouth open and black flames erupted from her mouth. She was anxious to say something, but she could only keep spitting out black smoke, and her expression became more and more desperate and sad.

"Write, find something to write." I muttered to myself, my voice ethereal, it didn't feel like my own voice anymore.

The girl suddenly realized.

"Lynch!"

I suddenly heard Chen Xiaoqiu's shouting, as if I had been pricked by a needle, and I clearly felt that the heat wave was not the temperature of the air conditioner, not the girl in front of me, but from behind me.

I turned around and saw a worried Chen Xiaoqiu and a frowning Chen Yihan, behind them, several fireballs lingered, gathered at the door of the police station, burning angrily and unwillingly.

Call!

Cracking sound!

I heard the sound of flames, and when I looked back, I saw that the girl had also turned into a ball of flames. Her body twisted, and after the flames exploded, they dissipated again, and the ashes formed a "Qin" character, which disappeared when it hit the ground.

I looked at the vanished girl in a daze, feeling the heat behind me getting hotter and hotter, and a breeze whispering in my ears.

"Please...... Help him......"

The girl's voice was gone, and there was no trace of her existence in the world.

"Round face, single eyelids, smiling lips, wearing a beige undershirt and black bib pants, braids, you ......" I looked at the man.

The man's lifeless expression changed, and his lips trembled, "Zhang Xue......"

Zhang Xue, was it originally called Zhang Xue?

My brain suddenly sank, and I fell on my back.

I didn't feel any pain, I just heard Chen Xiaoqiu's voice go away, and my consciousness broke away from my body, and I fell quickly and fell into the abyss.

Suddenly, the feeling of darkness and emptiness disappeared, and I heard a cacophony of human voices.

"Zhang Xue, what are you looking at?"

"No, nothing."

A panicked girl's voice came out of my body.

My vision turned, and a boy disappeared from view. That person, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, looked cowardly.

"Jiang Yongning, go buy us potato chips!"