Hearing what Fu Yang said, Tingting was so frightened that her body trembled slightly involuntarily. She nodded.
The young and beautiful counselor Luo Tianyi was so frightened that she hugged the chinchilla pillow in her arms like a frightened kitten.
Lao Zhao's face looked a little uncomfortable.
Only Fu Yang himself is relatively calm. In fact, he thought this was weird from the beginning. However, he has experienced so much during this period, and he is not as afraid of supernatural events as ordinary people. He is just numb...
"Tingting, I want to ask, did Dudu do anything unusual before going to bed?"
Although he felt that it was pitiful that this Taiwanese girl was unintentionally involved in such a horrific and supernatural murder, and she was already trembling, Fu Yang still had a hard time and continued to ask some questions.
"Unusual behavior?"
Tingting was quite cooperative and seemed to be lost in memories.
Half a minute later, she whispered: "I remembered! There was indeed a strange thing before going to bed. It was probably two or three minutes before the clock on the wall struck twelve o'clock, because we didn't close the window, and a bird flew in
The black bird can’t be driven away even if I stand on the windowsill..."
Fu Yang's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Lao Zhao.
"My bed is next to the window. Later, Dudu discovered it and came over to ask her to take care of it. The strange thing was that she turned her back to me and seemed to be whispering something to the bird. I don't know what happened afterwards.
Dudu felt a little irritable, so he threw the black bird out with all his strength, then slammed the window and said he was going to sleep."
This is indeed a doubtful point!
But there is no way to use it as a breakthrough. After all, even if the big black bird is weird, no one can catch it.
After talking about this, Fu Yang comforted Tingting and Luo Tianyi, and went out with Lao Zhao.
When they walked out of the staff dormitory, the sun was shining brightly outside. But the two of them felt a little cold.
The death of Gouzi’s girlfriend is now confirmed to be no ordinary case. There must be a terrifying truth behind it...
No wonder the school strictly blocked the news, and no wonder the police cordoned off the scene so effectively that no extra people were allowed to view the body. Because anyone with a little common sense could tell from the body of Dudu that he died of drowning.
He drowned in his bed in his room at night. If you say there is no ghost here, you won’t even believe it!
In order to ease the heavy atmosphere, Fu Yang pretended to smile casually: "Old Zhao, are you afraid? If we continue to investigate this matter, we may encounter ghosts."
"Bah, bah, bah! Fu Yang, please stop talking nonsense. I don't believe there are real ghosts in this world. Someone must have murdered me! Have you seen "Detective Conan"? Many of the supernatural murders in it were later confirmed to be done by humans.
"
"Don't be afraid, Old Zhao. If we encounter a ghost, we'll just run away!"
"Can we outrun the ghost?"
Fu Yang laughed loudly: "Brother, according to my analysis, as long as I can outrun you, I will be saved."
Lao Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then became furious: "You dare to play tricks on me like a dog!"
The two of them were complaining and joking like this, and the fear just now was reduced a lot. But things always have to be faced.
After all, I decided not to tell Gouzi about this possibility for the time being. Knowing that his girlfriend was probably killed by a ghost, he would probably be even more nervous...
So what should we do?
At this moment, Fu Yang's phone rang. The caller ID read: Shen Guan Huang.
It's him!
Fu Yang was immediately overjoyed and slapped his forehead, thinking that he had been really dizzy recently. How could he forget this guy?
Shengun Huang, also known as Ah Huang, is Fu Yangfa's younger brother. His real name is Huang Lengshuo, which I think is very artistic and cool.
But in fact, according to Internet language, this guy is a funny guy. And he is also a funny guy who likes to study some weird stuff.
So now comes the question. How did a name like Huang Lengshuo become so down-to-earth as Ah Huang?
In fact, Fu Yang had forgotten the reason. It was probably because when he was a child, he thought he looked like the... big yellow dog that wandered around the town?
He and Fu Yang were both from the same town. It was said that they were famous Taoist priests from all over the country starting from their grandfather's generation.
It’s easy to read Feng Shui, tell fortunes, and catch ghosts. But later on, when I caught ghosts and ghosts, it was passed down to my grandfather’s generation.
When he comes here, Ah Huang is determined to restore the glory of his ancestors as a ghost hunter!
So, this guy has been learning some so-called spells and spells from Hong Kong zombie movies since he was a child.
For example, he took out his pocket money to buy yellow paper, and then secretly made the chickens at home bleed (perverted), so that he could learn to draw spells according to the movies. He was beaten a lot for this.
After so many years, I don’t know if I have learned the magic, but my ability to resist blows is comparable to that of a Sanda athlete...
It was also because he was obsessed with these spells that he failed to enter college.
After graduating from high school, I went to Shenzhen alone with a few thousand yuan to work hard. I found that the more people in big cities, the more people believed in this idea. So I opened a fortune-telling shop in Shenzhen, and the business was very popular. I heard that
Make a lot of money...
Due to my busy schedule on weekdays, I don't have much time to contact Fu Yang, but my feelings are there.
"Little Yoko, I'm your Brother Huang. How are you? Do you miss me?" A lazy and flat voice came from the other end of the phone.
"I miss you big-headed ghost! This time I really encountered a ghost. I will close your shabby shop and fly over from Shenzhen to help me." Fu Yang deliberately joked.
Unexpectedly, a surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ah! How can a tough guy like you encounter ghosts? It's incredible! Logically speaking, even if you go to the cemetery and lie down to sleep in the middle of the night, ordinary ghosts won't.
Will find you."
Well……
Fu Yang had a black line on his face. He had the urge to hang up the phone. He was already irritated enough now, and this guy was here to make fun of himself.
But the next words from Ah Huang made him happy again. Ah Huang said: "Little Yangzi, I just got off the plane. I have something to do and flew to your Jiangcheng for a business trip. I will come to your school to see you at noon. Let's have a meal in the cafeteria together.
Let’s eat. Let’s talk about anything later.”
Toot toot.
The phone was hung up over there, but Fu Yang felt like he saw a glimmer of light and hope while holding the phone.
In any case, Huang has been tinkering with his magical spells and spells for so many years, so he should know something about this, right?
I don’t expect to be able to defeat that unreasonable tomboy Dong Weike, but it shouldn’t be a big problem to help investigate the death of Gouzi’s girlfriend, right? It doesn’t count as a trap for him.
In fact, this was the reason why Fu Yang didn't find Ah Huang in the first place - he thought Ah Huang couldn't beat Dong Weike and didn't want to get him involved.
"What's wrong, Xiao Fu? Who's calling?"
Fu Yang was in a good mood and patted Lao Zhao on the shoulder hard: "I sent my son to Jiangcheng on a business trip. He is a professional magician. Most of his family has been Taoist priests. Maybe he can help us a lot."
A professional magician? Is that a Taoist priest who can catch ghosts? Fu Yang, do you actually know such a person?
Lao Zhao forgot about the horror just now and was eager to try. He was obviously very interested in the Taoist priest. (The first update is here! Readers who like it, please bookmark this book and remember to vote for recommendation~)