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The four of us said "Ah" in unison.

"That school problem?!" Guo Yujie was very excited.

"That school was opened in 1997, and with the help of the R National Ballet touring at that time, ballet became very popular in Minqing City and enrolled many children, especially high school students." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "But in 1999, It closed down more than two months after the almost simultaneous sudden death."

"Going bankrupt?" The thin man snorted coldly, "Has he been investigated and punished?"

"No, it went bankrupt. He died in different places and didn't attract any attention at the time. The school hired professional ballet teachers from abroad and some domestic teachers. The tuition was very low and the expenses were high. It can be said that it could not make ends meet. The funds behind it When the injection suddenly stops, it has no choice but to close down.”

"This is..." I pondered.

"My brother-in-law thinks that the purpose of opening this school is probably impure." Chen Xiaoqiu said seriously.

The thin man shuddered, "Open a school, recruit students, and then let evil spirits kill them? What kind of cult is this?"

"Not necessarily." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "The person who invested in the school was a certain individual. But because of that era, the flow of accounts and money was not so clear, and it is temporarily impossible to find out who that person is."

"He raises ghosts?" the thin man guessed.

"Have you found out anything about that evil ghost? With such a tragic death appearance, he must have been the victim of a sensational case, right?" I asked.

"No similar murder cases have been found yet." Chen Xiaoqiu shook his head.

"Aside from murder, what else could there be?" Guo Yujie wondered.

"Accident." Chen Xiaoqiu replied, "Car accidents, work injuries, and natural disasters can all lead to such serious injuries. Lin Qi does not know the knowledge of forensic identification. From his description alone, it is difficult to determine the cause of those injuries. Forming."

I sighed helplessly.

As Chen Xiaoqiu said, I am not a professional. I only know that the evil ghost had missing arms and legs, disembowelled him, and had his head chopped off. I can't tell where those injuries came from.

"There are nine more." The fat man suddenly said, looking at me sympathetically.

It's not a good experience to watch scenes like that over and over again.

"Where is Qin Weiwei? Where are the two girls?" the thin man asked Chen Xiaoqiu.

"It's a bit tricky over there." Chen Xiaoqiu was silent for a while, "We saw Qin Weiwei's condition that day. Those two girls... the talkative one we met last time was named Wang Yijun, and the other one was named Cao Pei. Cao Pei is a little crazy and always cries. Wang Yijun showed a kind of excitement after the initial fear passed."

"What a naughty kid!" The thin man sighed.

"Yeah, she doesn't seem to be afraid anymore. She's still eager to try and see what her classmates have gone through."

"What are the police going to do?" the fat man asked.

"We will investigate using normal means." Chen Xiaoqiu changed the subject and asked Fatty and I, "Are you two free later?"

"You want us to go take a look?" I asked.

"Yes. The two of them are now in the designated hospital of the police station, accompanied by police officers." Chen Xiaoqiu said, "Qin Weiwei was also taken there."

"Where is the master?" I called Qian Lan before, but Qian Lan was greatly shocked. I don't know how much she listened to what I said.

Chen Xiaoqiu replied: "The police have been contacted. He should arrive tonight as well."

I called home and said I had to work overtime. The fat man spoke to Xue Jingyue.

Shouzi and Guo Yujie also followed us to the hospital.

The hospital is the First People's Hospital of Minqing City, and the medical conditions are the best in Minqing City.

The three girls have undergone various examinations. The First People's Hospital treats them as carriers of new infectious diseases and takes very strict protective measures.

Fortunately, we don't have to come into close contact with them. We can determine a lot of things by looking through the glass.

Fatty and I shook our heads at the same time.

The policeman nearby was confused.

The thin man whispered: "Should we bring Gu Mo here?"

Only then did I think of Gu Mo.

I still remember the way Gu Mo was seriously injured last time, but this time it's not Qingye's fault, so I didn't think of bringing him over to have a listen.

We didn't expect that Chen Yihan, who is as meticulous as hair, thought of it.

When Chen Yihan arrived, there were two people following behind him.

One is Gu Mo, who is dragging his feet and looking unwilling.

The other is a middle-aged man wearing an ancient coat. This middle-aged man has piercing eyes and a straight body. He is much more energetic than Gu Mo.

I couldn't help but think of Master Xuan Qing. In terms of temperament, the two of them are very different, but they both have a sense of superiority. I don't know if it's because the two of them are dressed differently from ordinary people.

The thin man and the others also focused more on the middle-aged man.

Chen Yihan nodded to us, turned to the middle-aged man and said, "That's it, Mr. Jiang."

The middle-aged man known as Mr. Jiang stood in front of the large glass window and stared at the three girls in the ward very carefully. He kept pinching his fingers with one hand half raised.

I also looked into the ward.

Three girls, three completely different states. Cao Pei was frightened, hugging the quilt and curling up; Wang Yijun was faintly excited and agitated, and his eyes kept turning; Qin Weiwei was very indifferent and didn't even open her eyes.

Mr. Jiang's eyes swept over each person one by one, staying on each person for about the same amount of time, but the movements of pinching his fingers were different.

The thin man sneaked up to Gu Mo and touched Gu Mo's arm with his elbow.

Gu Mo lazily raised his eyelids, crossed his arms over his chest, and leaned against the wall, as if he had no bones.

"How is it?" the thin man asked softly.

Gu Mo snorted lightly.

I looked at Gu Mo curiously and then at Chen Yihan, guessing that Chen Yihan might have used some means to force Gu Mo here. Otherwise, why would Gu Mo agree to enter a place like the hospital or give a "listen" to someone who has nothing to do with Qingye?

Mr. Jiang over there has already finished his calculations. He has only done a few movements and is already covered in sweat.

"I haven't calculated anything." Mr. Jiang said apologetically, "I may need to do some legal work to confirm."

"That's it..." Chen Yihan replied and glanced at Gu Mo.

Mr. Jiang also looked at Gu Mo, but judging from his expression, he seemed to be just following Chen Yihan's gaze.

Gu Mo asked: "You learned what you learned from a teacher, right?"

Mr. Jiang was surprised, but still replied politely: "Exactly. My master is Tianyi Zhenren from Yunlong Mountain." He showed a sense of pride.

"Master Tianyi...this name sounds familiar." Gu Mo muttered.

"Every headmaster of Yunlong Mountain is named Tianyi Zhenren." Mr. Jiang said, and explained, "The accumulation of names from generation to generation is the accumulation of Taoist cultivation."

"Oh, I remembered it." Gu Mo fisted his fist, with a look of realization, "Ling mentioned this to you before. Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

That series of gasps was obviously not a compliment.

Mr. Jiang frowned.

"Hey, that's enough. Just follow Yunlong Mountain to check it out!" Gu Mo said with certainty.

"Do you think there is something wrong with my soul-calling ritual?" Mr. Jiang's face darkened.