Under Che Hongbao's maneuvering, we found what he called Mr. Wang.

Teacher Xiao Wang's full name is Wang Qiaohua, he is the instructor of the student union, and he has not been in school for a few years after graduation.

When he learned my identity, he subconsciously expressed his suspicions, but the current situation is a bit bad, among the six people who participated in the pen fairy game, Lin Mo jumped to his death, and another girl, Yang Zixi, went crazy for some reason, these things gave him a headache, and communicated with the parents of the students who heard the news a few times, and they were scolded so much that the head of the dog spurted blood, and the leaders were very dissatisfied with him, and always asked him why he wanted to let the Spiritual Research Society, a society that promotes feudal superstition, exist under the name of the student union.

Teacher Xiao Wang is actually full of complaints, he has only stayed in school for two years, why should he bear the disadvantages left in the past?

After a short period of communication, Xue Rui and I saw a copy of the video of the boy Lin Mo jumping off the building in the school's monitoring room. The image in the picture is not very clear, it is aimed at a long corridor, a street lamp is lonely, and there is no one below. At 01:12 a.m., a tall, thin boy wearing large black pants and shirtless appeared in the hallway with stiff movements.

This boy is Lin Mo, due to the relationship between the angle and the picture, it looks very blurry, but it can be roughly seen that his eyes are closed, and the muscles on his face are constantly shaking, which looks very weird. Other than that, he was still muttering to himself, his mouth kept moving, and he didn't know what Lu Dao was saying, and he walked down the corridor for about a few dozen seconds like a fly without a head, and then climbed the fence in the middle with both hands.

The whole process, as if someone was pulling him to walk.

In just a few seconds, Lin Mo stepped on a stool, climbed the one-meter-six-high fence, twisted his body, and disappeared into the picture.

With a very simple action, a young and fresh life disappears.

There is light.

……

The picture is frozen at 01:13, Mr. Xiao Wang pressed the pause button and explained to us: "The words that Lin Mo said before he died, according to the experts who handled the case, were probably 'You can't catch me, you can't catch me, I won't die ......', no one knows what he said, although during the investigation, he knew that he often played with the pen fairy, but in the end it was not confirmed, and it was characterized as suicide." Oh, I have some photos of the scene there, secretly left, do you want to see them? ”

Xue Rui and I glanced at each other, this little teacher Wang is a caring person, and he still has these things.

But a picture of a dead man is nothing unusual, and we don't want our eyes to be polluted, so we don't want to.

However, Xue Rui suggested that she should watch the video again.

Although Mr. Xiao Wang was a little strange, he still played back the surveillance video. Xue Rui stared intently at the picture, constantly asking for a playback, and on the fifth time, she suddenly asked Teacher Xiao Wang to stop, and then pointed behind Lin Mo, who was about to turn over, and said Brother Lu Zuo, look here, do you feel anything strange?

I stepped forward and squinted, only to see that where Cherry's fingertips clicked, the picture seemed to be extremely blurry.

This ambiguity is not due to the hardware problem of the monitoring equipment, but there is a vague sense of alienation from the surrounding space, as if separated by a frosted glass. This difference is very subtle, ordinary people can't see it, and it is impossible to recognize the strangeness in it, but Xue Rui, who has the eye of the sky, can.

After being reminded, I also saw that Lin Mo's death was not because of his so-called sleepwalking, but because there was something dirty.

The thing manipulated his consciousness and then guided him step by step, sending him into the abyss of death.

When Mr. Wang saw me and Xue Rui discussing the things on the screen, he cautiously asked us, "Is there anything wrong here?" The little demon next to him didn't say anything angry, curiosity killed the cat, they asked the pen fairy to invite the resentful spirit, and the result was a life, that's all. When Teacher Xiao Wang saw that this beautiful little Luoli said affirmatively, his eyes widened, and he asked me hesitantly.

I nodded and said that it was possible, it stands to reason that there would be no such fierce spirits in a Confucian holy place like the school, which is cultivated by Wenhua, but everything is afraid of the word "what if", and no one can guarantee what will happen. Didn't one of the students just go crazy yesterday? Take us to see it.

Mr. Xiao Wang was originally a very thoughtful person, but what happened recently was too unbelievable, so he couldn't help but be frightened, and his thoughts completely followed us. So he nodded in agreement and took us to the student.

We met Yang Zixi and her parents in a ward at the school's hospital.

Yang Zixi's parents are ordinary workers in a small county, and their behavior is a little restrained. When we arrived at the hospital, we saw a middle-aged man squatting on the ground smoking at the door, with a sad face, and Mr. Xiao Wang told me that it was Yang Zixi's father.

Father Yang is not very good at talking, and his voice is also rough and rough, and when he saw Mr. Xiao Wang, he was reprimanded, saying that he was going to go to the dean and the principal to evaluate, and if the school didn't give him a reasonable explanation, he would even go to the mayor. When he learned that the men and women behind him were classmates who were engaged in Na Laoshizi Bixian with his daughter, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up to fan a few big ear scrapers, but he was stopped, and he still couldn't stop his resentment, and scolded me as the leader: "You who have suffered a thousand knives, you don't study hard, and engage in these evil ways all day long, are you comfortable now?" I see that your kid is older than everyone else, why don't you learn well? If you look at this scar on your face, you're not a good person......"

I touched the scar on my left cheek and stepped back, dodging Father Yang's spittle, while Cherry and the little demon giggled beside me.

When he learned that I was invited to come over to "see the incense" of his daughter, Father Yang immediately became very restrained again, apologized repeatedly, took my hand, burst into tears, and said that she must save her daughter, this is a good girl, just admitted to college, can not be ruined like this.

Mother Yang was a weak child, lying on the side of the hospital bed and crying, tears wetting the white quilt.

I stared at the girl who was trembling in the quilt on the hospital bed, and asked Father Yang and Mother Yang not to make a sound. Yang Zixi's name is very good, but she is not a beautiful girl, her skin is a little dark, and there are some freckles on her face, when we came in, she was shrinking in the quilt, not talking, hearing movement, she lifted it, looked at us, screamed, covered her head again, and lay down in the quilt.

Yang's mother gave up her position and persuaded her daughter to come out to talk to us, but unfortunately Yang Zixi's head was covered in the quilt and kept shouting: "Ghost, ghost, you can't catch me, you go away......"

Hearing what Yang Zixi said, Teacher Xiao Wang couldn't help but widen his eyes and didn't speak for a long time. After half a minute, Yang Zixi was quieter, and Teacher Xiao Wang told me that Yang Zixi had a symptom yesterday morning, talking nonsense, and then no one knew him, fear, anxiety, worry, crying, and making a lot of noise...... Then I started a high fever.

Classmates took her to the hospital and then informed her parents that they would not be able to determine if she had a mental problem until her fever had subsided.

I shook my head and said no, she had no mental problems, she just lost her soul.

"Lost souls?" Several people next to him said in unison in confusion.

I looked at Xue Rui, she nodded, and said that this classmate Yang had indeed lost his soul, so he would appear insane, and his six relatives would not recognize him. But it's not a big deal, we found out early, and at twelve o'clock in the evening, we can just call the soul back, and you don't need to hurry.

Yang Zixi's parents and Teacher Xiao Wang were suspicious, but I turned around and said to Xiao Jing and the others who were surrounding behind me, saying that I am probably clear about the matter, and now I want to go and see the place where you invited the pen fairy, let's go, who will take me?

Yang Yi told me that they were playing games in the office of the Spiritual Research Society, which was an old teaching building, which was vacated for various clubs to hold activities, and the key was in Lin Mo's hand, and after he had an accident, he never saw it again. The spare key is in the hands of the student union, but they have put away the club office under the pretext that something has happened, and it will take a lot of trouble to get inside and see.

I said it's okay, just take me straight over, it doesn't matter if you have a key or not.

We were about to leave after speaking, but Father Yang took my arm and said Mr. Lu, don't go, don't go, my Xixi is still waiting for you to save your life. I smiled and said Uncle Yang, don't be in a hurry, the time to shout the soul is usually at twelve o'clock in the evening, you go to buy some incense and candle offerings, cups of rice, bamboo chopsticks and other things, and we won't run, and in the evening, I will come over to call the soul of your daughter, and I can't delay it.

Father Yang retracted his hand curtly, and said that it was good, good, Mr. Xie Lu.

When we left the ward, Mr. Wang asked me if what I had just said was true.

I laughed and said it was true or not, and we will see tomorrow.

When it was time to eat, we ate hastily around the school, and Mr. Xiao Wang followed. At half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, we came to the place where Xiaojing and the others invited the pen fairy, and an iron general locked it. But this was not difficult for the little demon, and with a slight twist, the door was pushed open.

This office room is not big, several tables are put together in the middle, and there are more than a dozen newspapers on it, Yang Yi took out the props used that day from the drawer, there is nothing special, it was the most vigorous time of the day, and he couldn't see what was going on. I lay on the table, staring at the white paper with crooked numbers written on it, and the pen, frowning and thinking, when I suddenly saw a message on the evening newspaper spread below, and turned around and asked, "Xiaojing, there have been deaths in your school recently?" ”

Xiaojing leaned over and looked at it, and said yes, she died as a graduate school sister, her belly was big, and she stabbed someone to death halfway.