After pushing open the door of the classroom and turning on the switch on the wall, Wan Qi saw that the ceiling light came on and she saw that it was filled with various oil paintings and various works of art.
Walking among these works of art, Wan Qi's eyes kept scanning these oil paintings and works of art.
Based on his experience, he can clearly tell that most of these collections are high imitations and fakes.
After taking a quick look around, Wan Qi didn't find anything strange about this classroom.
Everything was normal, not even a hint of coldness was felt.
Such a normal classroom, why do all the missing people point their finger here?
Wan Qi wanted to light a cigarette for himself. When he encountered something he couldn't understand, it had become his habit to smoke a cigarette.
However, thinking of the security guard's repeated warnings, Wan Qi could only give up in frustration.
Taking out the communication charm developed by Yuanji from his pocket, Wan Qi tried to communicate with Yuanji and Danai.
However, after a long time, the talisman did not give any feedback information at all.
"Why is this guy Yuanji so unreliable?"
Wan Qi frowned and looked at the talisman paper, feeling that something was not quite right.
After walking around the classroom again, Wan Qi still found nothing. He just took a few more glances at a painting of a vermilion door.
Because this painting is the only one among all oil paintings that has some age.
The reason why this can be determined is because Wan Qi knew that the manufacturer of the pigment used in this painting had gone bankrupt sixty years ago.
The reason for the closure was very bizarre. The owner and several managers of the factory disappeared inexplicably.
I only know that a batch of raw materials came into the factory that night, and the boss was anxious. Several managers held a meeting together to discuss how to process it the next day.
As a result, when the workers went to work the next day, they found that the lights in the conference room were still on.
There are many documents and notes on the table, but there is no one there.
Afterwards, the family members of those managers and the family members of the factory owner also searched everywhere.
However, no trace of these people was ever found, and in the end they had no choice but to let it go.
The reason why Wan Qi knew about this was because he was learning oil painting at that time.
And the pigments produced by that factory are the cheapest among all brands of pigments.
After finding nothing, Wan Qi returned to the investigation bureau and saw three side dishes, a soup and a large bowl of rice on his desk.
Although these things are obviously takeaways ordered by Ma Xiaoling, having food still makes Wan Qi happy.
Looking at Ma Xiaoling who was lying on the desk and snoring slightly, Wan Qi smiled, took out a windbreaker from the hanger and put it on her body.
Then, with eyes shining, Wan Qi began to eat the food on the table with great enthusiasm.
After eating and drinking, Wan Qi happily lit a cigarette for herself.
While smoking, he was thinking about what he had seen in that classroom before and that weird feeling.
All the pictures were played in Wan Qi's mind like a fleeting glance.
"Oops! So this is the problem!"
Finally, Wan Qi slapped the table hard and discovered the area that she had neglected.
"Team leader? Are you back? What problem did you find again? Didn't Motoji and Tanako come back with you?"
He slapped the table randomly, waking Ma Xiaolin from his deep sleep. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at Wan Qi in confusion as he asked a series of questions.
"No! I went to school today and didn't find these two guys!
I also went to that classroom, and the inspection team found nothing unusual!"
Looking at Ma Xiaoling who had just woken up, Wan Qi briefly told him about going to school.
"Then when you said you found the problem, what were you referring to?"
After listening to Wan Qi's story, Ma Xiaoling looked at Wan Qi in confusion.
"That classroom is so clean! Let's put it this way! Ma Xiaoling, you are also a member of Xuanmen, so you should know.
Any place where portraits of people are painted or where some human-like objects are placed will more or less attract ghosts to settle in, right?"
Wan Qi touched his chin, looked at Ma Xiaoling seriously and asked.
"Well! It is true that I heard my master say this before, and he also specifically took care of me.
Don’t put things like dolls in your room! It will affect your luck!”
After Ma Xiaoling thought for a while, she nodded in agreement with Wan Qi's statement.
"So the strangest thing is that in that classroom, I actually saw a lot of people-like ornaments and crafts, as well as oil paintings of Xiaoxiao characters.
But there was no cold air in the whole room. You must know that the classroom is located in the basement!
There is no supernatural aura, which in itself must be a big problem!"
After Wan Qi took a puff of cigarette, he expressed all his thoughts.
"Eh? Isn't there any cold smell? Team leader, didn't you feel anything when you opened the door?"
After hearing Wan Qi's story, Ma Xiaoling also woke up. After confirming with Wan Qi again, her brows also wrinkled.
"Ma Xiaoling, how are you recovering? If there is no problem, we will set off now!
Go to that classroom again! Where did this question come from?"
After extinguishing the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, Wan Qi stood up and walked out of the office door.
"Eh? Team leader! I haven't eaten yet! By the way, I remember ordering food before I fell asleep!
Because I was too sleepy, I threw it on your table first! Where are the things? "
Ma Xiaoling looked at Wan Qi's empty desk and asked with a confused look on her face.
"There is no food! Okay, Ma Xiaoling has to deal with the case. If you want to eat, just buy something to deal with on the way later!"
Wan Qi glanced at the lunch boxes in the trash can, said to Ma Xiaoling with a serious face, turned around and walked out of the office.