Because I'm a coward, I maxed out my san value

Subpersonality: "One last question, why did you help me?"

Ye Tingbai has always believed that there is no good without reason except your parents. Nanqing appeared in front of him when he needed help the most, and did not ask for anything. This is too strange.

"The college has been trying to cover up this matter. I don't want to see my students continue to die, so it's good for someone to investigate."

Seeing Nanqing's casual look, the unfounded hostility in the main personality became stronger, and he had to ask the subpersonality in his mind.

"Do you think Nanqing has a problem?"

Subpersonality: "There are reasons and evidence. I can't see any problems. Your hostility is unreasonable."

Under the persuasion of reason and subpersonality, Ye Tingbai had to force himself to forget Nanqing and seriously consider the current case. There were more than 20 similar surveillance materials in total. Ye Tingbai forwarded them all to Xie Cai and asked for help in identification.

For Ye Tingbai's ability to get internal information so quickly, Xie Cai couldn't help but praise him. The identification was also very fast. These surveillances were real.

As for ghosts, Xie Cai completely denied it, but he did not rule out the possibility that Zhou Wenna had turned into pollutants and bound to this teaching building. The ghost building in the south of the city that Si Youxu sent Ye Tingbai to at the beginning was like this. The pollutants had merged with the building and would only appear at a specific time and place, somewhat similar to the earthbound spirit.

So in order to find out Zhou Wenna's true identity, Ye Tingbai decided to have a close contact with her late at night.

After school in the afternoon, Wen Meng picked up Ye Tingbai and rolled his eyes at him several times when getting in the car, but the secondary personality seemed to have completely forgotten that Wen Meng had been sold out for dinner, and asked innocently.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Why did you decide to have dinner with him without my permission? Do you know that he is annoying?"

Subpersonality: "Oh, I forgot about this. You don't have to go. I was just saying."

"You are so annoying. Can you call your main personality out?"

Ye Tingbai switched his personality instantly. His normal eyes turned pure black. The pure black lens and pure black pupils made the boundary clear, but it was difficult to see clearly under normal light.

"Are you looking for me?"

After the main personality appeared, the deep sea breath instantly occupied the place where the car passed, and then quickly dissipated. The deep sea breath was like an air mass wrapping the car under Ye Tingbai. The function of the car was not affected at all, but the air in the car became very dry.

Wen Meng kept looking at Ye Tingbai in the back seat through the rearview mirror. She was also confused. She just complained, and seeing Ye Tingbai with black eyes, Wen Meng became nervous for no reason, from the fear deep in her heart.

Seeing Wen Meng ignoring him, Ye Tingbai didn't care and took out a stack of photos from his pocket, which were the ones Nan Qing put in the photo frame for worship.

"Although I may have thought too much, my intuition tells me that there is something wrong with him,"

Ye Tingbai looked at the photos in his hand with his black eyes. Because he had always doubted Nan Qing, Ye Tingbai asked the secondary personality to take out the photos.

As before, this eye sent him a lot of useless messages.

These included: the photos were printed by a man, the person who printed all the photos was the same person, there was perfume, there were oil stains, the girl in this photo was beautiful, and this one was ugly.

All kinds of strange information filled his mind, but this time Ye Tingbai was carefully distinguishing and looking for information that was useful to him now. He wanted to know how long these photos had been put up.

As if sensing Ye Tingbai's thoughts, these messy messages began to show some desired content, such as the printing time of each photo and whether the photo had been touched.

These information proved Ye Tingbai's idea that each photo was hung up after the person died.

That is to say, Nanqing has been holding memorial ceremonies since the beginning of the weirdness. Although this proves that Nanqing did not cheat, there is a very critical question, how can Nanqing distinguish which one is the beginning of the weirdness?

People die in this college every year. Nanqing has worked here for so long. Why did he suddenly start to hold memorial ceremonies last year? Was it because Zhou Wenna died tragically?

This is a bit far-fetched. A person suddenly starts something he has never done before, which must be due to some extra stimulation. He does not think that Nanqing will suddenly make a small memorial tablet in his office just because Zhou Wenna died tragically.

Wen Meng asked in horror at this time.

"What's wrong with you? The pollution index exceeds so much?"

Ye Tingbai looked up and saw a blue transparent, irregularly shaped lens on Wen Meng's chest. It was flashing light constantly. As Ye Tingbai looked at it, the crystal seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and began to crack. It exploded in a few seconds.

The fragments did not explode but flew in front of Ye Tingbai. They kept spinning around the black eyeball, as if cheering. Although they were just some crystal fragments, Ye Tingbai could feel the emotions from them.

Ye Tingbai raised his hand, and the fragments automatically flew up and began to reassemble, turning into a gem that was very in line with human aesthetics. It was still flashing. This thing was very sensitive to the smell of pollution, like some kind of natural alarm.

Ye Tingbai returned to his body, and the surrounding pollution suddenly dissipated. The gem also fell down weakly. The secondary personality threw the stone back into Wen Meng's arms, and Wen Meng was so scared that she had already parked the car on the side of the road.

She carefully checked her necklace and found that except for its appearance, there was not much change. Judging from the situation just now, the alarm function was also there, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing Ye Tingbai's eyes, she took the initiative to introduce him.

"This is the bone of some kind of containment object. It can serve as a simple warning of contamination. The annual output is very low."

Sub-personality: "Proliferated bones, long-term external stimulation of the joints, can cause them to grow abnormally. A piece as big as yours is probably the amount of growth of a human joint in one year."

Wen Meng, who had regarded it as a treasure just now, suddenly threw it aside.

"You said these are human bones?"

"Not much different, a similar creature, but it has been specially treated, so it looks like a gem. According to you, it is produced every year, which means that the owner of the bone is still alive."

Wen Meng's face was so gloomy that she almost shed tears. She looked at the necklace she had worn for many years and fell silent.

The sub-personality was a little curious when he saw Wen Meng like this, and suddenly asked: "Are you being condemned by your conscience? I have been very interested in this aspect recently. It seems that this kind of conscience among you humans does not always exist.

It is more often like an accessory. When it is beneficial to an individual, this so-called conscience usually has a price tag, so in the final analysis, you still have interests first. Is this so-called conscience a fig leaf? "