Fu Bao nodded and sent the police away with He Xiaohe. By the time everything was settled, it was almost early in the morning. He Xiaohe yawned loudly and decided to sleep here instead of going home.
There are four doors in the corridor leading from the office to the kitchen. There are a total of two bedrooms, a study room, kitchen, and wet and dry bathrooms. This is not the first time that she slept here directly because of an unexpected incident. She was out of town, so she kept one or two sets of clothes in the bedroom where she usually slept for emergencies.
But when she finished washing and prepared to go to bed, she found that the light in the study was still on. She knocked on the door and opened it without waiting for the person inside to respond. She saw Fu Bao still sitting at the desk holding the curse letter. .
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Although her boss is a nocturnal animal, he will most likely go out during the day tomorrow, so why not drive late at night?
"The letter said, 'I know what you did last summer.' I was wondering how many of you there are and what they did." Fu Bao murmured.
He just tried to sense the young man's soul, but strangely, he couldn't sense it. Normally, after death, people would linger in the place of death, but the young man's soul disappeared without a trace. This time, another valuable clue was missing.
At noon the next day, Fu Baocai waited for a call from Yang Jian, saying that he would come to the office to pick him up at about two o'clock in the afternoon and go to the school where the deceased was studying.
When the time came, Yang Jian's car appeared outside the office on time, and Fu Bao and He Xiaohe got in the car together.
After driving the car out of the gate of the community, Yang Jian handed a brown paper bag to Fu Bao in the passenger seat, "This is the death case that occurred in Deyang High School this year. Take a look."
Fu Bao didn't ask any more questions, and pulled out the data. After looking at it for a few minutes, he couldn't help but frown, "Three students died in the last month?"
"Including the one who died at your place last night, there are four, and they are all students in Class 1, Grade 3." Yang Jian's voice was weird, "Also, the circumstances of their deaths were all equally strange, except for last night and The first deceased you mentioned, the other two students, one fell into a ramen bowl and drowned in soup while eating in the school cafeteria, and the other drowned in ankle-high water while cleaning the swimming pool. .”
"Is this a serial murder or a curse?" He Xiaohe whispered in surprise in the back seat.
"Whether it was caused by the curse letter still needs to be investigated, but from the records, there is no evidence of the murderer in those three cases." Yang Jian shook his head. After all, although these cases are weird, there is no suspicion of homicide in any of them. If it weren't for There was a murder in the office last night, and the clue of the curse letter surfaced. They may not have any clue no matter how they investigate.
The first three cases were not handled by him, and the investigation report showed that there was no suspicion of homicide, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But this was the fourth person. The deceased were all from good families. If the death spreads, it will cause The consequences may be unimaginable, which is why the bureau assigned him to handle this case.
Fu Bao put the information back into the brown paper bag and looked out the window. They had arrived at Deyang High School. Students should be in class at this time. The campus was empty and there was no one there.
Yang Jian parked the car in an open space near the playground, and they got out of the car. Fu Bao discovered that Deyang High School was very big, because there was a map sign next to the playground, which showed that within the scope of Deyang High School, there was even a hill with a lake on it.
"This school is so big." He Xiaohe couldn't help but marvel.
"This is an aristocratic high school. However, due to the recent death cases, many parents of students insist on helping their children transfer to another school. Although the school has always emphasized that it was just an accident and there was no so-called murderer after investigation, but even so, the parents still cannot feel at ease. "Yang Jian talked about the current situation of the school.
"This place... is a bit dark." Fu Bao suddenly said.
"What do you say?" Yang Jian asked curiously. He looked around and felt that the environment here was quite good.
Fu Bao didn't answer immediately. He walked forward, stopped after a while, and said to them: "What do the mountains and the teaching building look like from this side?"
His voice was cold. After saying this, a gust of cold wind happened to blow by, causing Yang Jian and He Xiaohe to shiver.
At this time, the sun moved westward, causing the teaching building to cast a large shadow on the ground, and the mountain was a huge semicircle just behind the teaching building. He Xiaohe suddenly had an idea, "Like a tomb, the teaching building is a tombstone!"
Yang Jian frowned and looked at it for a while, does it look like? Just a little bit...
"There is also a lake on the mountain, which is the place where Yin is hidden in Yin, the ultimate Yin." Fu Bao added, "It is easy to give birth to powerful ghosts."
"Ah Wu, are you planning to start reading Feng Shui?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows. Ah Wu could sense another world, but why didn't he know that he could even read Feng Shui?
"I only know a little bit." His special physique actually has many inconveniences. In addition to being always drowsy during the day and not liking the sun, just a stronger electronic message wave is enough to make him feel like the world is shattering. This is why he is not Causes of exposure to certain electronic products.
He doesn't use computers or mobile phones, and he doesn't watch TV much, so he spends most of his time reading, including some Feng Shui-related books.
Feng shui cannot be separated from the flow of "qi". If for some reason, the yin energy in a place is much greater than the yang energy, it will naturally be easy to produce evil ghosts. In addition, he can sense the yin energy, so he is so sure that something is not right here in Deyang High School.
"I also feel a bit scary. Investigate quickly and get out of here." He Xiaohe urged, stroking his arm. Yang Jian nodded and motioned for the two of them to follow him.
Class 1 of Grade 3 is located on the top floor of the teaching building. When they came outside the classroom, classes were being held inside. Looking into the classroom through the glass window, it looked no different from other classrooms. There were only a few students, at least thirty in the classroom. There are only a few tables, but there are only about twenty students. The empty seats make the classroom look particularly empty. These students are also listless, and some are sleeping on the tables.
After Yang Jian knocked on the door, the teacher who taught the class came out. Since the police had already communicated with the school, the teacher brought Yang Jian into the classroom, while Fu Bao and He Xiaohe stayed outside the classroom.
After the teacher brought Yang Jian into the classroom, he explained to the students: "This is Police Officer Yang. He is here to investigate... about Fang Jingwen."
The students who were originally groggy due to class all started to panic. Some people straightened their backs, some dropped their stationery, and even those who were dozing off immediately woke up.
The atmosphere in the entire classroom suddenly changed, and everyone felt like they were being wound up.
The students became nervous in a tacit understanding, and no one spoke in a tacit understanding. The strange atmosphere spread and made people feel breathless. Fu Bao frowned when he saw this reaction.
It seems like everyone knows something?
"Hey, the atmosphere is very strange." He Xiaohe muttered at the side.
At this time, Yang Jian in the classroom took out the file folder and pulled out one page. It was a photo of a young man, the one who died at Fu Bao Detective Agency last night.
"I want to tell you some sad news. He died in an accident last night..." When Yang Jian said this, every student's expression almost seemed to say, "Sure enough, it happened."
Fu Bao, who was observing all this outside the classroom, had his thoughts spinning rapidly. This was so strange. No one seemed to be surprised or in disbelief. There was something very wrong with that kind of taken-for-granted atmosphere.
Especially the male student sitting in the last row with a specially designed hairstyle. When he heard what Yang Jian said, he instinctively trembled. The sound of tables and chairs colliding was very loud. Many people looked at him subconsciously, and he He was lying on the table with his head in his hands.
Yang Jian took a deep look at the male student, and then said to everyone: "But the police suspect that this accident was not an accident, so they hope someone can provide some relevant clues, such as who he often associates with, and whether he has been there recently." Encountered something strange, or...received a strange letter?"
The students' reactions to Yang Jian's first few questions were quite normal. When he came to the "strange letter", everyone's expressions became less calm. They began to look around, but quickly avoided eye contact with others. .
