Aunt Zhen came over, looked at the frightened Lingling and Leng Yu who looked confused, and asked: "What's wrong!?"
She turned around and asked Miao Miao, who was looking at Lingling with a smile: "Miao Miao, what did you give to sister Lingling?"
"What do you care about?" Miaomiao slowly withdrew her smile, rolled her eyes, and stared at Aunt Zhen: "What I gave her is a good thing! See for yourself!"
She walked around on her little feet, walked up to Lingling, took her hand and asked: "Sister Lingling, what's wrong with you? Don't you like it!?"
"This...this..."
Lingling held the pen given by Miaomiao tightly, and looked at the innocent-looking Miaomiao below her waist. She gasped and said, "I like it. Sister Lingling really likes it. Thank you, Miaomiao."
"Hehehe~!"
Miaomiao pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes whitening: "No thank you! I bought this with my pocket money, just like it!"
Although Lingling was confused, she felt that Miao Miao was very caring. She hugged Miao Miao and praised, "Miao Miao is so good. Sister Lingling likes her so much!"
"Sister Lingling, Miao Miao likes you so much!" Miao Miao grinned, hugged Lingling's neck tightly and started to act coquettishly.
An elderly male voice came from afar: "Lingling, why don't you say hello to me when you're here?"
"Dean Zuo Leng." Lingling gently let go of Miao Miao and looked back: "I've just arrived too."
When Miao Miao saw Dean Zhao approaching, she slowly put away her smile and her cold eyes began to appear. She gently let go of Lingling's hand and walked to the room alone.
None of this escaped my eyes.
Chen Lan whispered: "Look, strange people appear here one after another. Don't miss it."
Hearing what she said, I became even more cautious. Yes, this orphanage is really strange. Both the children and the atmosphere are particularly depressing.
The dean wears a pair of light dark glasses, is about 50 years old, tall and thin, and looks particularly simple in gray plain clothes.
Lingling introduced the others to me: "This is Dean Zuo Leng."
We nodded one after another, and after introducing ourselves, Dean Zuo smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, please come in and have some tea."
I whispered in Outie's ear: "I'm also curious why the dean wears a pair of light dark glasses. It turns out he is blind in his right eye."
Otie also nodded: "I noticed it too. I don't know why, but I always feel that the people in this orphanage are weird. You ask me to tell you what's weird, but I can't tell."
"I can see the clues that he is coming." I looked around and murmured in a low voice: "Did you notice it? Miaomiao seems to hate this dean. She left immediately when he saw him coming."
Leng Yu heard us whisper at first, and then became more and more bold later on, and couldn't help but said angrily: "Stop chirping, can't you just be quiet for a while?"
Leng Yu had said that she had felt a vague uneasiness in her heart since she met the senior police officer and the others working on the case last night. Now that she came to this strange orphanage, her worries were even worse.
However, she is experienced and did not start talking like newbies like me. Instead, she chose to wait and see what happens.
Lingling sat on a low chair and gently put down her tea cup: "Dean Zuo, is the operation here okay?"
Zuo sneered: "Except for some naughty children, everything is running normally here. This is all thanks to your father's generous assistance."
"As long as it works normally." Lingling said modestly: "My father is just trying his best. Well..." She looked at Aunt Zhen standing next to her and hesitated.
Zuo Leng asked: "Lingling, we have known each other for several years. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."
Before Lingling said anything, I opened my mouth and asked: "I think Miaomiao is a little abnormal. I wonder if this place is haunted!?"
"Alas, you don't know something." Aunt Zhen sighed: "Since Huahua passed away, Miao Miao's character has become weird."
Zuo Leng's expression was slightly startled, and he guessed: "It's been more than a year since that happened, Miaomiao should have almost forgotten about it, right?"
"Oh, that incident was too painful." Lingling felt sad in her heart and frowned deeply: "I hope that incident did not leave too big a shadow on Miao Miao."
"Is it really haunted!?" I was very curious: "Who is Huahua? What is that thing about?"
Aunt Zhen said awkwardly: "By the way, I guess you don't know this. Huahua is Miaomiao's twin sister, and she passed away due to an accident last year."
I asked: "What accident?"
"Um...I..." Aunt Zhen looked embarrassed and looked at Lingling. Lingling gently patted Aunt Zhen's arm and said, "Huahua accidentally fell into the dry well in the outer hall.
Drowned."
"What? What you said is a bit inappropriate!" I immediately questioned: "Isn't that a dry well? How could you drown?"
I narrowed my eyes and thought, "Looking at Aunt Zhen's expression, could Huahua's death be related to Aunt Zhen? If so, could it be that she didn't pay close attention to Huahua and caused Huahua to fall into the dry well?"
I subconsciously looked at Aunt Zhen. As soon as their eyes came into contact, Aunt Zhen immediately turned her head and looked away. Her actions seemed to confirm my speculation: "You can't be wrong, this matter must have something to do with her."
Lingling's eyes were slightly moist, and she looked at the sealed dry well in the outer hall with a sad look on her face: "We don't know about that dry well, so how come there was water that night!? I remember that Miaomiao cried so sadly that night
Passed out."
I followed Lingling's eyes and saw a sealed dry well standing in the outer hall: "That well?"
"Yeah!" Lingling nodded: "That's it."
"No way!"
I shook my head and questioned: "That well is only 1.2 meters high. With Miao Miao and the others' stature, they can't climb up there."
Lingling sighed and looked at Zuo Leng.
Zuo Leng stared straight at the dry well and said, "You are right. Speaking of that night, it was indeed bizarre."
I frowned slightly and asked, "What kind of weird method?"
Zuo Leng recalled: "That night, we looked at the surveillance video and found that Huahua sneaked out of the room by herself in the middle of the night, and then moved a big chair."
He pointed to a high chair where I was sitting: "That's the chair."
"I'm going!"
Hearing what Zuo Leng said suddenly, I jumped up from my chair and shouted: "Don't be surprised if there are strange things. Don't be surprised if there are strange things."
Zuo Leng shook his head and said: "It's just this one. The chair that night was cremated by us."
"I was almost scared to death by you!"
I cursed in a low voice, and he looked at the high chair and shook his head: "Looking at Miaomiao's figure, Huahua a year ago couldn't move such a tall chair."
"Something is fishy."
The cold beauty Leng Yu nodded and asked Zuo Leng: "What happens after that?"
Aunt Zhen sobbed and cried: "I woke up in the middle of the night and found that Huahua was not in bed. I quickly got up and looked for someone. However, I found only a pair of small shoes on the edge of the chair next to the dry well, but there was no one.
Already."
"Poor Xiaohua, such an elfin little baby...but..." When she said this, her sadness could no longer be controlled, and she started to cry.
Oh my god, why is this so weird? My heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.