Melodious, light and joyful piano music came from a dark room. The moment he heard this music, Ling Fan felt his body freeze on the spot, because this piece of music was familiar to him. It was Schumann's most famous song.
The piano piece "Fantasy", if he remembered correctly, the girl named Huang Juan was best at "Fantasy". Ling Fan's brows frowned tightly. At this time, he also found himself in the vocal room.
Nearby, the melodious and joyful sound of the piano floated out from the vocal room. This time, Ling Fan heard it clearly. This was real music, not his own hallucination.
The more you walk past the vocal room, the brisk sound of the piano becomes clearer.
Through the bright glass window of the vocal room, Ling Fan looked inside. This view also shocked him. He saw a girl wearing a pure white chiffon dress sitting in front of the piano and dancing her fingers while the melodious piano played.
The music was played from those slender fingers, and the red ribbon was tied to the girl's hair. All of this reminded Ling Fan of the long-dead person - Huang Juan.
Although the light in the vocal room was dim at this time, through the bright moonlight, Ling Fan could see clearly that the girl playing "Fantasy" was not a ghost at all, she was a tangible body. Ling Fan thought about it and tried to deduce it.
He opened the door of the vocal room, but found that the door of the vocal room was locked. Doubts arose in Ling Fan's heart. When he appeared in front of the window of the vocal room again, he found that the girl in the vocal room had disappeared.
, as if she had never appeared.
Ling Fan clapped his hands on the glass window excitedly. Yes, he did see a girl playing the piano just now, but why did the girl suddenly disappear from the vocal room? At this moment, Ling Fan saw the vocal room.
Seeing this, Ling Fan thought that the girl in white might have left through the back door, but who was the girl in white and why did she want to seduce him to this place? She looked like she wanted to tell him something, but why?
Does not appear, disappears like a ghost.
Darkness can make people feel scared, but sometimes it can also bring inspiration to people. This is really suitable for Ling Fan. When he saw the back door through the glass window, Ling Fan thought of the rumored Grudge of the Seven Sons.
The terrible curse. Maybe the fire 20 years ago did happen. Maybe it was because of this that the school opened a back door behind this person’s vocal room. Maybe it was because they were worried that tragedy would happen again. But all this
It was Ling Fan's guess. It was true or not. He only had to check with the school to find out.
The disappearance of the ghost in white made Ling Fan's tracking fail again. He walked back along the path, but he was still thinking about the causes and consequences of the case. As he walked, he found that the path in front of him became increasingly narrow.
Liang, when he looked up, he found that he had arrived in front of the Xingcheng Hospital building.
At this time, he thought of Zheng Xiulan and thought that he had not looked for her carefully for a long time. At that time, because he was worried that excessive questioning would make Zheng Xiulan's spirit too sensitive, he arranged for two female police officers to temporarily look for her and protect her body.
Safety, after all, she is also an important clue person, maybe she also has some information that has not been disclosed to the police.
Coming to the hospital at night always made Ling Fan feel a chill on his back, as if something was blowing on his back. Although Ling Fan knew it was his illusion, he still didn't dare to touch his shoulder without touching it.
Fortunately, who can guarantee that he won't touch something bloody? Thinking of this, Ling Fan couldn't help but shrink his neck, then hurriedly turned up to the second floor and walked towards Zheng Xiulan's ward.
There are very few patients in Xingcheng Hospital, because this is an on-campus hospital, and all the people who come here are girls, but they all have minor illnesses such as fevers and colds, and they just come here to relax after heavy studies. The walkway on the second floor
It was also very deserted, maybe because it wasn't very popular at ordinary times. There was only one policewoman sitting on the bench fighting against falling asleep, but depending on the situation, she obviously had the possibility of defeat.
Without disturbing the policewoman, Ling Fan quietly pushed the ward away from the front line and looked around, only to find that Zheng Xiulan was not in the ward. The informant was gone, which was okay. Ling Fan rushed into the ward and was dozing off.
The policewoman also suddenly woke up and rushed into the ward with her hands on her waist.
Originally, this ward could accommodate three people, but considering Zheng Xiulan's special reasons, the hospital specially arranged for her to occupy the entire room by herself. However, at this time, her bed was pushed aside and the person was missing.
Ling Fan put his hand into the quilt. The quilt was still warm. It seemed that he had not been out for long.
"Where is she?!" Ling Fan asked the policewoman who rushed in.
The policewoman blinked her sleepy eyes and said: "I...I don't know. She was lying in there just now, and I brought her a glass of water. How come she disappeared in the blink of an eye?"
While Ling Fan was talking to the policewoman, Zheng Xiulan came back from outside. She was wearing a wrinkled patient uniform and walked in with a roll of toilet paper in her hand. When she saw Ling Fan, she couldn't help but
He was stunned for a moment, then he adjusted his clothes subconsciously, maybe because he saw a boy.
Ling Fan didn't think so much. He stared at Zheng Xiulan and asked sternly: "Where have you been?!"
Perhaps she was startled by Ling Fan's stern question, Zheng Xiulan pointed to the end of the corridor with her finger and said: "Um...I went to the toilet...can't I?"
"It's not impossible, it's just that you have a special status now, and the murderer has not yet been found. If you are not careful, you will become her next target. Don't forget, you are also a member of the vocal club." Ling Fan
He walked to the door, pulled Zheng Xiulan in, and then closed the door firmly.
Zheng Xiulan pouted and climbed onto the hospital bed, then pulled up the quilt, leaned on the bed and stared at Ling Fan, as if she was looking at something strange.
"Is there something dirty on my face?" Ling Fan saw Zheng Xiulan staring at him, so he reached out and touched his face, but he didn't touch anything.
Zheng Xiulan shook her head: "No, I was wondering if you are a smart person?"
Strange questions, strange girls.
Ling Fan pulled up a chair next to the bed and sat down, smiling: "Then do you think I am a smart person, or a relatively stupid person?"
Zheng Xiulan smiled and said: "Of course he is a stupid person, do you need to say that?"
With a puff, the policewoman watching nearby burst out laughing. Ling Fan glanced at her sadly. The policewoman hurriedly waved her hand to signal her to go out so as not to disturb them, and then walked out the door with a smile.
"Am I stupid?" Ling Fan seemed to be asking Zheng Xiulan, but also seemed to be asking himself.
"What's the point? You didn't go to school and study hard, but you came to this ghost place to investigate some evil murder case. Isn't that stupid?" Zheng Xiulan put forward her own opinion.
If he goes by what she said, he is indeed stupid enough, but if he is this stupid, he would rather stay stupid like this, but he has no time to talk to her now. Ling Fan stared at Zheng Xiulan, his expression
He said somewhat seriously: "I'll tell you some unfortunate news. Perhaps you have heard that another person was hanged, and this time he was hanged in the vocal room. You may know that girl, her name."
My name is Huo Yingying."
Although Zheng Xiulan had long heard that another person had an accident, when she heard the name of the person who had the accident, she was still shocked for a while. It took her a long time to react, and then she felt two tears flowing down her cheeks and dripping on her cheeks.
On the white bed quilt.
"Yingying...it turned out to be Yingying this time..." Zheng Xiulan looked a little dazed and kept mumbling to herself.
Ling Fan said: "According to the current evidence, Huo Yingying was hung on a fan with a red thread, and witnesses at the scene were Fang Chao and Shen Fei, both of whom said they had not seen anything at that time.
People pass by the vocal room, what do you think of this matter?"
The tear stains on Zheng Xiulan's face were even more eye-catching under the fluorescent lights. Ling Fan's sudden question caught her off guard. Her expression was still in a daze. She didn't hear Ling Fan's words at all, as if she was thinking about something.
"Hello? Are you okay?" Ling Fan saw something was wrong with Zheng Xiulan, so he waved his hand next to her face.
Zheng Xiulan woke up immediately after being shaken by him, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I was distracted just now."
"Hmm." Ling Fan stared at Zheng Xiulan and said, "Do you know who Huo Yingying has any issues with in daily life? Or who does she like to stay with the most?"
"Uh..." Zheng Xiulan was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly: "It's not about celebrating the holidays, it's just that she's a bit unsociable, and she's always suspicious. If there's someone she likes to be with the most, it's naturally Xiaoyu.
We stayed together, and although I don’t know why, she always cared so much about Xiaoyu that Xiaoyu was embarrassed to often walk with her."
Ling Fan said: "I know something about this, but judging from the information we have so far, there is a murderer hiding in the dark who is targeting people in the vocal music club to kill, and the number of victims may increase, so in order to ensure that the vocal music club
For the safety of club members, do you have an obligation to tell me everything you know, including every detail in your life?"
Zheng Xiulan nodded and said: "I will. I also hate the guy who killed Xiaoyu, but I am so scared. I am so afraid that it was not a crime committed by humans at all, but a crime committed by ghosts."
Ling Fan smiled and said: "Even if it is a ghost who committed the crime, we will use ghost hunting methods to solve the case. In short, the thing now is to investigate the truth of the matter. Do you still remember what was different about Tao Xiaoyu before his death? Think about it carefully.
, I don’t believe that someone would kill another person for no reason. Tao Xiaoyu’s death is very likely because she knew something, and this posed a great threat to the murderer.”