Qingye Supernatural Office

It was impossible for me to tell my sister about this, so I could only pretend to be okay and send my sister to school. When I got to the office, I told other people about it.

The thin man and the others were astonished.

"Murder?"

"Is it love killing?"

"No way... this is also..." Guo Yujie's face was full of confusion.

"There is a witness and a record at the police station." Chen Xiaoqiu was thoughtful.

"Who?" I asked impatiently.

"A teacher." Chen Xiaoqiu's eyes were calm, "She said that she heard the door opening on the roof when she was inspecting. She went up to check and found the deceased who was about to jump off the building. She couldn't persuade her and wanted to rescue her, but she didn't stop."

"What I saw was that she pulled Ji Ying to the edge of the fence and pushed her down forcefully." I said coldly.

Those hands and clothes obviously did not belong to the students.In addition to students, there are teachers in the school.But why did the teacher kill Ji Ying?

"The teacher killed Ji Ying? Which teacher is so perverted?" Guo Yujie asked what I was thinking.

"Their teaching director." Chen Xiaoqiu replied.

I was stunned, and the anger in my heart turned into disbelief, "Qin Yijuan?"

"The teacher in charge 20 years ago?" The thin man was equally unbelievable, and patted my shoulder, "Brother Qi, couldn't you be driven crazy by those ghost students?"

I frowned.

"It's possible that it's directly on the ghost's body?" said the fat man.

"Qin Yijuan said this as a witness. I think it's the same situation as Chu Run's. She was brainwashed by ghosts." The thin man rubbed his chin.

The fat man nodded in approval.

Guo Yujie became worried, "In this case, will they still use Qin Yijuan's hands to kill people?"

I looked cloudy and uncertain, and my mood was extremely chaotic.

"The police are still handling the case, and the situation is uncertain. Qin Yijuan has no motive, no evidence, and no other witnesses. This case is difficult to handle. The family members of the deceased are very emotional now." Chen Xiaoqiu talked about the situation at the police.

No motivation is the biggest problem.

Qin Yijuan had no reason to kill Ji Ying.

Speaking of which, it is more likely that Ji Ying would attack Qin Yijuan impulsively.

I scratched my hair and let out a long sigh, not knowing what to do with it.

I went to pick up my sister after get off work, and seeing her ugly face, I guessed what Chen Xiaoqiu said, and everyone in school knew about it.

The younger sister couldn't hide her words, so she told the story on the way, "Brother, do you think Ji Ying was killed by a dead face?"

"Why did she kill Ji Ying?"

The younger sister was stuck, the gloom on her face faded, and she kicked her feet in frustration.

Compared with her friend committing suicide, she is more likely to accept that her friend was killed, at least there is someone to hate.

The next day, Chen Xiaoqiu said that Qin Yijuan was released on bail by her husband. Ji Ying's parents stopped at the police station, and a fight broke out. Qin Yijuan and his wife went to the hospital, and Ji Ying's family members entered the police station.The matter made it to the evening news. Of course, the news was not about the progress of the case, but about the psychological problems of the college entrance examination candidates and how the teachers should deal with this situation.The subtext is to believe Qin Yijuan's testimony.Even Ji Ying's family members believed Qin Yijuan's words, but felt that Qin Yijuan's mishandling had provoked Ji Ying and made her jump off the building.

I know this is not the case.

Ji Ying only entrusted me with a dream once, and I recalled everything I saw in the dream.The two had exchanged and argued, and even pushed and shoved. Ji Ying lost and was pushed downstairs by Qin Yijuan.In my perspective, only the hands of Ji Ying and Qin Yijuan have left the country not long ago.Ji Ying dreamed, why did I see scenes that Ji Ying couldn't see?It is impossible for me to be attached to the living Qin Yijuan.

Those 34 ghosts followed Qin Yijuan, did I see this from their perspective?

Are they the real murderers who killed Ji Ying?

But how can I solve them?

These 34 students are more difficult than a cruel Chu Run.At least I can dream of Chu Run, but now, I can at most dream about them through other ghosts.

Sooner or later I have to send my sister to school, so I waited until the weekend to go to the Aoba office and tell about it.

"What should I do? Follow your example, engage in blackmail and extortion, and force Jiang Yongning to negotiate with them?" I depressedly asked Qingye for advice.

The people in Aoba completely ignored me.

I sighed loudly, "Hey, give me some feedback."

This set is useless to Aoba.

When I left Gongnong Sixth Village, I wandered to the building where Tao Hai lived.The building was not finished yet and construction workers were coming and going.I just passed the back of the building and subconsciously looked for it on the second floor.The windows of Tao Hai's house should be...

I saw two workers in that window.

Calm and peaceful, nothing unusual.

When I arrived at the station, I didn't choose the bus to go home, but took the bus to No. [-] Middle School.

Originally, the third year of senior high school had to make up classes on Saturdays, but because of Ji Ying's incident, the city's education system made a notification, and the make-up classes for senior year students were strictly cancelled.The school is very deserted, so quiet that there is no sound at all.

When I arrived at the guard, I said cheekily, "Hello, Master, I am a student who graduated from Eighteenth Middle School. I happened to pass by here. Can I visit my alma mater?"

The guard looked at me, "There is no one in the school on weekends, you have to wait for the teacher to come on weekdays."

"My former class teacher is retired, and I don't know the other teachers well. I just want to see the campus. After graduation, I was admitted to a foreign university and worked in a foreign place. I just came back recently. I haven't seen it for almost ten years. Can you give What's convenient?" I took out a cigarette and handed one to the doorman.

"The doors of the teaching building are all locked, you go in and stroll outside." The guard waved his hand, "Smoking is not allowed in the school."

"Just go for a stroll. Reminisce about my school days." I sighed and put away my cigarettes. "We were not allowed to smoke at that time. There was a physics teacher, an old smoker, who smoked in the corridor after class."

"It can't be done now. Many teachers are suffering." The guard no longer had a straight face, and opened the small door for me, "Then go in and have a look, don't stay too long."

"Thank you, master. You keep the cigarettes. You don't smoke at work, but you can smoke when you go home." I handed a pack of cigarettes to the guard.

He didn't refuse, and put the cigarette in his trouser pocket.

I haven't visited Eighteenth Middle School yet.Who will visit the campus at night when the parent meeting is held?

As said outside the door, the doors of the teaching building are all locked, and the windows of the classrooms are also tightly closed. Even if they are open, it is difficult for me to go through the windows.Going around the teaching building of Senior One and Senior Two, I thought about the classroom location of Class Two, Senior Two, and found that window.The windows glow and nothing can be seen.I ran to the teaching building of the third year of high school again, and the blood on the ground had been washed away without leaving any traces.I stood where Ji Ying fell and looked up at the rooftop.Of course, all I can see are the walls of the teaching building and the blue sky and white clouds.

The teaching building is only three floors high. If Ji Ying committed suicide, she might not die, but she was pushed down by Qin Yijuan. She stood on her head with her head on the ground. She died before the ambulance arrived.

When I went back, I went to the playground to have a look. I didn’t know if it was the spontaneous flame or the school had dealt with it. I didn’t even find a single piece of burnt grass.

With nothing to gain, I could only return disappointed. I looked up inadvertently, and saw a figure shaking by the window of the classroom in the second class of the second year of high school.

My steps stopped immediately.