I put the letter and photo under the pillow and asked, "Did you put this envelope next to my bed?"
Several grown-ups shook their heads one after another and stared at the computer screen intently, starting a group game.
After more than ten seconds, Li Lingdong said: "I think I saw an envelope next to your pillow yesterday, but I didn't touch anything involving your privacy. What? Which woman wrote you a love letter?"
Chen Wen, the head of the dormitory, tilted his head and said, "Who writes love letters these days?"
Lei Peng echoed: "Yes, who writes love letters?"
Kong Ziqiang looked at me: "Brother Fei, I also noticed your letter, but I didn't touch it. I thought you put it next to your pillow yourself."
I squinted my eyes and said nothing.
I went home last Friday afternoon, and Li Weiwei said that the mountain ghost died two days ago.
It's Tuesday now, and the mountain ghost may have placed this letter on my pillow on Friday night or Saturday morning.
Leaning on the bed, I took out the photos and looked at them.
When I saw the photo, my eyes suddenly widened.
At the same time, I clenched my fists.
My body trembled slightly because of anger.
The content in the photo instantly brought my mind back to that morning thirteen years ago.
Blood, blood everywhere.
The entire hall was filled with broken limbs and meat...
My parents, my grandparents, my sister, they were piled together, their bodies covered with wounds.
When I was five years old, I only knew how to cry and cry non-stop...
All three photos were taken at night and are all in color.
The content of the first photo is: Under the light of the main room, my sister Wang Linlin’s head was split in half. There was not only blood but also brains on the ground.
What makes me angry is that there is a foot next to my sister's head. That foot is wearing black leather shoes, and there is a lot of blood splattered on the shoes.
The content of the second photo is: Grandpa is lying on the ground, two kitchen knives have cut into his left and right shoulders, there are many holes on his face, and the ground is full of blood.
The angle of the third photo was taken from the doorway of my main room, looking in. The bodies of my family members were already stacked on top of each other, and there were three people standing next to the bodies.
Under the light, the faces of these three people were photographed.
I recognized the woman on the far side at a glance. She was Wang Lan.
Next was a short man wearing black clothes and holding a bloody long knife in his hand.
His face was expressionless, with small eyes, thin lips, and a hooked nose.
There was a man in black standing next to him. This man wore glasses and had a thin face and figure.
Under the light, his glasses reflected light, making it difficult for me to see his eyes and nose clearly. He grinned with his teeth exposed.
It can be seen that he was smiling happily at that time.
My teeth were clenching, and the anger in my heart kept building up.
But I knew in my heart that I needed to calm down, I had to calm down.
I put away the three photos with trembling hands, and then took out the piece of letter paper.
Judging from the handwriting, it is the same as the letter Shangui wrote to me last time.
The content of the letter is as follows:
[Wang Jianfei, because of your appearance, I have been living a very uneasy life recently. There are two bastards trying to kill me. But they are afraid of the power behind you, so they don't dare to deal with you.
They both wanted to kill me to silence me. You must be curious about why they want to kill me and silence me. It's because they are worried that I will tell you their names.
They both had a share in killing your whole family back then. In the last letter, I told you that the two of them had successfully transformed from magicians to ghost hunters, then joined the Jiangnan City Supernatural Bureau, and now they have become senior officials of the Supernatural Bureau.
They are worried that if I tell you their names, you will seek revenge on them. But I'm not that stupid yet.
Once I tell you their names, I will trigger the curse and be killed by the curse. So, I won’t tell you their names, but I can give you their photos.
To prove that the photos are real, I will also give you two photos of your family members being killed. The people I'm talking about are the two men next to Wang Lan.
Wang Jianfei, I have provided you with so many clues, please don't let me down. 】
The content of the letter ends here.
After reading the contents of the letter, I became even more certain that the mountain ghost was killed by the two senior officials of the Jiangnan Supernatural Bureau.
But the photos provided by Shangui are very important clues to me.
As for the mountain ghost, they said they were afraid of the power behind me.
I was confused, what power was behind me?
Could it be that he refers to my master?
As for my family, they can't see it and can be excluded.
At this time, several sons finished playing the game.
Li Lingdong ran over very excitedly: "Brother Fei, what are you holding in your hand? Is it a love letter? Let me see it too."
I put the letter away slowly, forced a smile and said, "My private matters are related to my family."
They knew I was an orphan because the counselor came to our dormitory to ask about it on the first day of school.
When I said that, Li Lingdong said quickly: "I won't read about your family affairs. Let's go, let's go, all grown-ups, let's go have a meal. I won five games in a row today and was finally promoted from platinum to diamond. Dad is in a good mood. , I’ll treat you to the claypot rice restaurant next to Gate 4 of the school for lunch!”
I got up and got out of bed: "I'll treat you to a cup of milk tea."
Li Lingdong patted his chest: "I have the most living expenses, so I'll pay for the meals. Brother Fei, just treat the dads to milk tea."
I could only nod.
Suddenly, the dormitory burst into cheers, and the other three grown-ups danced excitedly, as if they were celebrating the New Year.
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After lunch and buying milk tea, we headed back to the dormitory.
Because the afternoon classes are late, we all have the habit of taking a nap in our dormitory.
Turning on the air conditioner and lying on the bed is so comfortable.
I squinted my eyes and couldn't sleep.
After all, my sister hasn't come back yet.
I sent her several messages, but she never responded.
Just when I was debating whether to call her or not, she sent me a message back: Don't rush, don't rush, there are too many case files in the Supernatural Bureau, I'm looking for them slowly, and I also need to look for ours. Case files, when I find them, I will take pictures of them all with my mobile phone, and then I will go back to your school to find you.
Only then did I feel relieved, as long as my sister was fine.
She never replied to me, and I was really worried.
After all, my master and Lin Qian both said that the supernatural bureau is a mixed bag of good and bad, with all kinds of capable people and strange people. What if someone can see my sister?
At this time, a VX message popped up on my phone.
I quickly opened VX and it was from Lin Qian.
Lin Qian: The list I gave you before contained a magician named Ren Chao. He was killed, stabbed ninety-seven times in the head, like a hornet's nest, and his body is now lying in our bureau's morgue.
I thought something was wrong, my head was like a hornet's nest. How did the people from the Supernatural Bureau confirm that the other party was a mountain ghost?
