Under Ling Fan's patient guidance, Zheng Xiulan finally stabilized her mood. She slowly told what happened last night one by one: "Xiaoyu is not only excellent in studies, but also an atheist. She claims to be very brave, so
I was like scaring Xiaoyu, but who knew something would really happen to her... Wu... Wu" At this point, Zheng Xiulan held her face in her hands and burst into tears.
Ling Fan hurriedly said: "Don't panic, take your time. The more detailed you can tell us, the better it will be for us to solve the case. To be honest, I am also a materialist. I will not believe anything that is imagined out of thin air, so I still
Please tell us the plot of last night in detail, so that we can find useful clues and bring Xiaoyu's murderer to justice."
Zheng Xiulan looked at Ling Fan's extremely confident eyes, then nodded, wiped the tears on both sides of her cheeks with her sleeves, and then described: "Actually, I also heard this legend from the last classmate. She told
I, that lecture theater did not look like this five years ago. At that time, it was a teaching building with pink walls. It was originally just an ordinary teaching building, but suddenly something happened in the teaching room. In order to hide the fact, the school
In order to appease the students' fear, the teaching building was demolished and the current ladder self-study classroom was built.
So I told Xiaoyu about it. Xiaoyu didn't believe it at first. When I told her that a girl had been hanged in this lecture theater, she became a little scared. But we were just joking. After laughing and joking for a while, I
I realized that it was already very late. If I went back to the dormitory too late, I would be criticized by the dormitory aunt, so I discussed with Xiaoyu that it was time to go back to the dormitory, but Xiaoyu is a stubborn person and she always likes to finish the day's homework.
After that, she felt relieved. She said that there was still one question that she had not finished yet, so she would go back later.
Xiaoyu's answer was what I expected. I happened to be a little anxious at that time, so I went to the toilet opposite the lecture theater. I told Xiaoyu that she had to finish it before I came out of the toilet. Xiaoyu picked up a paper ball and threw it away.
She asked me to go to the toilet quickly. I smiled at her and ran into the toilet. But when I came out of the toilet and walked into the classroom, I found that Xiaoyu was no longer on the seat, but was hanging from the ceiling.
On top of the fan! She looked so terrifying, her body was shaking, and her eyes were staring straight at the back of the lecture theater!
I was simply frightened. God knows why I didn’t scream at that time. It was as if my head was being held by someone with two hands and I was twisting towards the back of the lecture theater. Suddenly I saw a figure in white clothes and long hair appearing at the back of the lecture theater.
Behind it, its body seems to be transparent, its head is lowered, and its long black hair is spread all over its chest. However, its face can hardly be seen on its head, which is all black hair, and its hands are still
Holding a rope, a bright red rope... so scary... so scary... Xiaoyu was killed by that ghost in white!" When Zheng Xiulan said this, her delicate face was once again full of fear, she was petite
His body shrank tightly in the arms of the policewoman and he screamed in shock.
Everyone was shocked by Zheng Xiulan's words: the figure in white, the red rope, the hanging Xiaoyu, the renovation of the lecture hall...how many secrets are hidden in this originally lovely school.
"Then what happened to that teaching building five years ago?" Ling Fan asked curiously. Intuitively, he felt that what happened five years ago was not simple, otherwise he would not have demolished a teaching building.
Lose.
The two policewomen and Moran also listened quietly with their ears pricked up. They were also intrigued by what happened five years ago.
Zheng Xiulan's panicked face was still not very good, and was a little pale. She shrunk her clothes, paused for a moment, and then said slowly: "Because that teaching building is haunted!"
"Haunted?!" Ling Fan, Mo Qiu and others exclaimed in shock.
Zheng Xiulan nodded solemnly and said: "Now this matter has become an open secret in our Xingcheng High School. Maybe people outside the school don't know about it, but there are almost no girls in Xingcheng High School who don't know about what happened five years ago."
It’s a terrible incident. Since Xiaoyu and I rarely pay attention to such things, we unfortunately became a minority of people who didn’t know about this incident. When I learned about this incident, it was not long after Xiaoyu and I entered the vocal club.
I was still a sophomore in high school, and the president of our vocal music club was a senior in high school. We had a good relationship. One time during a casual chat, my senior told me about the lecture theater...
The senior sister said that five years ago, the amphitheater was not what it is now but a teaching building. But suddenly one day, a girl jumped from the roof of the teaching building. The girl's blood covered the floor downstairs.
Soaked, white brain matter flowed out, and when the girl died, she was wearing a white dress and holding a red headband in her hand...
The incident was concealed by the school as a suicide, and it was settled after a large sum of money was paid to the girl's parents.
But no one expected that in the following days, strange things kept happening in the teaching building: someone heard footsteps coming from the corridor of the classroom late at night, and saw a figure wandering back and forth in the classroom.
Some people even heard the sound of a woman sobbing... I thought these were all myths, until someone saw the female ghost with their own eyes!
The person who saw the ghost was the school's night guard. When she was patrolling the teaching building one night, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the corridor. It was almost late at night, and there was no one studying late at night, and there were no people in the teaching building.
Every classroom in the school was equipped with computers and other valuables, so she guessed it might be a thief, so she tiptoed towards the corridor. However, when she just turned the corner of the stairs and climbed up, she found a black figure already standing on the stairs.
Above, a black shadow blocked the moonlight behind him, making it impossible to see his face clearly. So the guard yelled at who it was while shining the flashlight in his hand at the black figure. This photo almost scared the guard half to death.
The doorman screamed in fear and then fell down the stairs. At this time, the other doormen rushed over and asked her what was going on. She just pointed to the corridor upstairs and shouted: "Ghost! Get the red rope."
The female ghost!'.
When my senior told me this, she also became scared. She told us that ever since the guard saw the female ghost in the teaching building, she no longer dared to patrol there at night. The guard said that the female ghost looked very similar to the dead girl.
It's just much scarier, with a pale face and a thin hairband... Since then, the news of hauntings in the teaching building has spread, and everyone no longer dares to go to that classroom alone to study at night, usually 30% to 50%.
I went to the classroom as soon as possible, but gradually there were fewer rumors of ghosts.
I thought that the matter would just go away, but unexpectedly, something terrible happened again. One morning, when the third-grade students opened the classroom door, they suddenly found a girl hanging on the classroom fan. The girl died.
The shape was terrifying, her tongue was hanging out, her eyes were staring straight ahead, and a bright red rope was wrapped around her neck...
From then on, everyone no longer dared to go to class in that teaching building. The teaching building became a ghost building at night, a dark mass, so the school decided to demolish it and change it into the current building.
In the lecture theater, I thought that the unclean things would disappear with the demolition of the teaching building, but I didn't expect that thing to still be lingering there... Xiaoyu..." When Zheng Xiulan talked about Xiaoyu, her eye circles turned red again.
When I got up, two tears flowed down involuntarily.
Ling Fan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked: "What did you see behind that white shadow?"
Zheng Xiulan shook her head and said: "When I saw that white shadow, I was so frightened that I fainted. I don't know what happened next. When I woke up, I was already lying here..."
"Where's Xiaoyu?! Is Xiaoyu really dead?" Zheng Xiulan excitedly grabbed the clothes of the policewoman next to her.
"Xiaoyu is already dead, so please don't be sad anymore. You must turn your grief into strength and cooperate with us in our work. We have already caught the real culprit!" said the female police officer.
Zheng Xiulan let go of the policewoman's hand, then picked up the pillow next to her, huddled tightly in the corner and trembled: "You can't catch her, she is a ghost, she is a ghost, how can a ghost be caught?"
! She will definitely come to kill me, because I saw it! I saw it!" Zheng Xiulan became excited at this time, and kept repeating the ghost's words that wanted to kill her, and her petite body was shaking rapidly.
"I'm sorry, you can't ask anymore, I have to take responsibility for my patient!" At this moment, a female doctor ran in, pushed Ling Fan and others out of the ward without any explanation, and said angrily: "My patient's emotions
It's very bad, please don't irritate her anymore." Then he closed the door with a bang, and then the screaming inside subsided. Ling Fan guessed that the doctor might have injected her with a sedative.
"Okay, you've seen what you need to see, you've asked what you need to ask, and now you can go back." Mo Qiu said coldly to Ling Fan.
"Go back?! Where should I go back?" Ling Fan asked with some confusion.
Mo Qiu glared at Ling Fan and said angrily: "Go back and forth from where you came from!"
Only then did Ling Fan realize that this little girl wanted to drive him back to Qingshan City. He originally planned to go back, but when he came into contact with this case, the idea of going back had long since disappeared. Besides, his
If his curiosity is aroused, even ten cows will not be able to pull him away.
"Hey, I'm here under Fang Tou's order. Unless he orders me to go back, I won't listen to anyone else." Ling Fan said as he walked forward, and after taking a few steps, he
He stopped, turned to look at Mo Qiu and said with a smile: "If you really want me to go back, please trouble Miss Mo to harass Fangtou. I think he will definitely listen to you."