Ling Fan's hallucination seemed to remind Ling Fan of something, but he hadn't thought of it yet. Now Ling Fan had too many questions: What did Zhang Xiaofeng know? Where is his copy? What about the school newspaper?
Who took it away? Who was the mysterious man who took away the original copy of the school newspaper? Who was the girl who had a tryst with Zhang Xiaofeng? What were the terrible hallucinations he had... so many that even Ling Fan himself couldn't pay attention to them?
To find out which mystery is the thread in the coil of all the mysteries, these questions flashed through Ling Fan's mind like a movie over and over again, copy! Finally, Ling Fan focused on the missing copy.
Maybe all the problems will be solved if you find a copy.
After returning from Zhang Xiaofeng's dormitory, Ling Fan kept thinking about where the copies were. He didn't find those copies in his dormitory, and according to Chen Guang, neither he, Lu Fan, nor Feng Fei had taken them.
Those copies.
"Oh my God! It's so messy!" Ling Fan slapped his head hard, hoping to wake himself up, and his already messy hair became even more "flourishing".
"If there are really no clues, let's go to the mental hospital and check on Lin Xiaolan. Maybe she should know something?" Chu Tianyu suggested.
Just when Ling Fan suddenly decided to go into mental illness, Ling Fan's cell phone rang. It was Chen Yuzhen calling: "Hey, Ling Fan! I have some good news for you! If you want to hear it, you have to treat me to dinner!"
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"Sister Zhen, what's the good news?" Ling Fan asked excitedly, "Don't exploit me, a poor student! I only have two dollars in my pocket, and I can't eat a bowl of noodles as much as I want!" Ling Fan was annoyed.
said.
"Haha, you can eat that too. I'm in the Criminal Investigation Department now. The colleague who was supervising Lin Xiaolan in the mental hospital just now called and said that Lin Xiaolan's consciousness has improved a lot after treatment. I'll go there when I'm done. You and Tianyu go there first and ask.
Let's take a look." Chen Yuzhen shouted excitedly on the other end of the phone.
"Why is Lin Xiaolan's condition stable?! This is great, let's go now!!" Ling Fan was so excited that all the cells in his body began to beat. Maybe Lin Xiaolan would know where those copies were placed, maybe she might know
The secret that Zhang Xiaofeng knew before he died.
When Ling Fan and Chu Tianyu ran towards the gate of the medical school, Ling Fan's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw a slim beauty standing by the gate and looking out. This beauty was none other than the dean's office.
That beautiful female graduate student Lu Yiqian.
"Hi, beauty, what are you doing here?" Ling Fan walked up and greeted Lu Yiqian with a smile on his face.
Obviously Ling Fan's sudden appearance startled Lu Yiqian. Lu Yiqian glared at Ling Fan with a resentful look, patted her chest and said, "It's you! Why did you appear suddenly? I was scared to death!!"
"Then what are you afraid of? I'm not a ghost," Ling Fan chuckled and said, "Are you dating your lover here?" Ling Fan joked.
"No way!!" Lu Yiqian's pretty face turned bright red and she said delicately: "I am waiting for the dean here. Our dean heard that something happened at the school and rushed back from other provinces overnight."
Ling Fan heard that the dean of Qingshan City Medical College was coming back, and he was suddenly full of curiosity. As the dean, he might know more information about the disappearance of the school, so Ling Fan decided to accompany Lu Yiqian here to wait for the legend.
After Chu Tianyu, the dean of the school, kicked Ling Fan, she saw a computer in the school security office playing a military-themed documentary, so she quickly got into the school security office and met the elderly male security guard inside.
We watched together.
"How is the recent investigation? Are there any clues?" Lu Yiqian looked at Ling Fan and asked.
Ling Fan chuckled and said: "Yes, how could it not be? Soon we will be able to find out the truth of the matter and break the damn school ghost legend, but before that, there are some things we don't understand that we want to ask.
Dean, by the way, what is the name of the dean of your college?"
"Really, that's great. To be honest, weird things often happen after coming to this school. It's so scary that people don't dare to go out at night." Lu Yiqian looked at Ling Fan and said fearfully, "
I said our dean, his surname is Liu, Aiguo."
Patriotic?! When Ling Fan heard this name, he knew that the principal must be quite old, because names such as Patriotic, Red Army, Founding Army, Guards Party, etc. were all the favorite names of people in the 1960s and 1970s, symbolizing a lifetime.
We all must follow the party and love our motherland. Ling Fan smiled and said: "In this case, your Dean Liu must be almost seventy years old!"
"Where is it?!" Lu Yiqian pushed Ling Fan in a resentful tone and said with a smile: "Our dean is not that old. The dean is only sixty years old this year."
"Then it's strange that he has a beautiful woman like you with him. It's strange that he's not young!" Ling Fan joked in a different way.
Lu Yiqian heard the hidden meaning in Ling Fan's words, but she was not too angry. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by a car horn, and she saw a black car parked steadily at the gate of the courtyard.
Then the car door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man with white hair and a black suit who looked very scholarly got out of the car. Ling Fan's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this man. How could he be in his sixties or seventies?
What a man! A middle-aged uncle who is clearly in his forties or fifties. Although his hair is silver and the wrinkles on his face are obvious, Dean Liu's eyes are so young and wise.
There is no turbidity caused by age.
"Dean, you are back, let me carry your luggage for you." Lu Yiqian hurriedly ran over and took the briefcase and luggage bag from the dean.
Dean Liu looked at Ling Fan who was standing in front of him and smiling at him, turned to look at Lu Yiqian and asked: "Yiqian, who is this young man?"
Without waiting for Lu Yiqian's introduction, Ling Fan stepped forward, took out his police officer ID card from his arms, and said with a smile: "Dean Liu, hello, my name is Ling Fan, and I am a police officer."
"Are you a police officer?!" Liu Aiguo glanced up and down at Ling Fan, shook his head and said, "If it weren't for the police officer's ID card in your hand, I would have thought you were just a high school student."
"Haha, Dean Liu made a mistake this time. I am not a high school student, but now a policeman. I think Dean Liu must have known about the death of a student in your school in the anatomy room, right?" Ling Fan said that he was a student.
His identity was suppressed. After all, it was his identity as a police officer that could bluff people. It made Liu Aiguo think that he was mistaken and undermined this person's confidence. This would be very helpful when he wanted to ask questions later.
A strange look flashed in Liu Aiguo's eyes, and then he returned to normal and smiled: "I know if another student has half his face cut off by the dead soul!"