China's famous detective Jiangnan: There are ghosts on campus

Chapter 25 Pressing every step of the way (2)

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqi and Luo Shan did not speak, they were quietly waiting for Zhang Yao's answer.

Zhang Yao lowered his head, and said in a more serious voice: "If I can feel it, how can I let him go on the road of no return to death? So, in fact, I am also responsible for Huang Cong's death. Be careful, maybe such a tragedy will not happen. Oh, Huang Cong, I am sorry for you."

"Zhang Yao, don't think too much." Zhang Xiaoqi comforted Zhang Yao when she saw Zhang Yao bowed her head, "You don't want to do this either."

"That's right." Luo Shan echoed and comforted, "The thing has already happened, you should take it easy."

"I'm fine." Zhang Yao raised his head with a wry smile on his face, "Thank you everyone."

I saw that everyone was moved by Zhang Yao's words and expressions, and I fell into thinking again.
"You," I raised my head and said to him, "do you know that there are three versions of Huang Cong's death in this school?"

"What are the three theories?" Zhang Xiaoqi opened her eyes wide and looked at me curiously.

"One of them is that he was killed by a ghost?" Luo Shan guessed.

"Indeed." I nodded and said, "The first theory is that Huang Cong was killed by a ghost. The reason for saying this is because of the day Huang Cong died."

Speaking of this, I lowered my body and said in a low voice: "It's exactly the same as the day when the girl committed suicide two years ago!"

"No way!" Both Zhang Xiaoqi and Zhang Yao heard about it for the first time, Zhang Xiaoqi exhaled directly, and Zhang Yao kept looking at me.Luo Shan knew about it, but listened carefully.

"Other than that, even their dormitory is the same, it's 214! You should all know the homonym." Speaking of this, I showed my white teeth and smiled sinisterly.

"I'm going to die?" Zhang Xiaoqi said out reflexively, and then patted her mouth, bah bah bah.

At this point, it was getting late.A sunset glow appeared in the sky, but it was originally a red and beautiful cloud, but in the hearts of the people, they didn't have the desire to appreciate it.

"As for the second type, it's suicide. There's nothing to talk about." I returned to normal and said slowly, "But the third type has something to do with us."

"What do you mean?" Luo Shan asked puzzled.

I sneered, turned my head to stare at Zhang Yao, and said forcefully, "Huang Cong was murdered, and the murderer was his best friend Zhang Yao!"

Hearing what I said, Luo Shan and Zhang Xiaoqi were already stunned and speechless in shock.

Zhang Yao's face darkened, and then he quickly laughed again, looking straight into my eyes and said, "It's really nonsense."

Zhang Xiaoqi also reacted, and joked with a smile: "How is it possible, I still said that Luo Shan killed it."
"Hehe." Luo Shan coped with the accompanying smile, and seemed to be thinking of something else.

"In comparison." I sneered, turned my head and continued, "You all tend to say that?"

"It must be the second type." Zhang Xiaoqi said first, "The first type is too unreasonable, the third type is obviously impossible, and only the second type is more reasonable."

Luo Shan also nodded.

I turned my head to the distance, and whispered to myself in a voice that only Zhang Yao next to me could slightly hear: "Perhaps the murderer thinks the same way."

After chatting for a while, Luo Shan looked at the sky and suggested, "It's getting late, we should all go back to the dormitory." 
"It's only six o'clock." Zhang Xiaoqi looked at her watch and said with a dissatisfied expression, "It's rare that we are so happy today, let's chat for a while!"

"Let's get together next time." Zhang Yao persuaded with a smile, "It's indeed a bit late."

"Zhang Xiaoqi, you haven't talked enough, have you?" I suddenly stood up and said, "I happen to be the same, Luo Shan and Zhang Yao, you should be too!"

The three of them looked at me in surprise, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in my gourd.

"Since it's rare for us to talk so happily, why don't we go to a party at someone's house every weekend?" I suggested.

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaoqi immediately agreed.

Without waiting for others to speak, I continued, "Just start this weekend, Zhang Yao, don't you go home tomorrow morning? We might as well go with you! Anyway, staying in school is boring."

"This... next time." Zhang Yao's expression was startled, a little caught off guard, and then he refused with a smile, "This time is too sudden, and the food at home is almost gone..."

"It's okay!" I also interrupted Zhang Yao's refusal with a smile, and said, "Just let Zhang Xiaoqi buy these. Her uncle is the policeman in charge of this case, and he has plenty of money."

"Really?" Zhang Yao's eyes flashed strangely, and he turned to look at Zhang Xiaoqi, "I really didn't know."

"Yeah." Zhang Xiaoqi nodded to Zhang Yao in embarrassment, and then shouted at me, "Jiangnan! Whether I have money or not has nothing to do with my uncle!"

"That's it!" I waved my hand, "At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, gather at the gate!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Xiaoqi gestured happily.And Luo Shan just looked at me, and there seemed to be some worry in his eyes.

Zhang Yao looked at Zhang Xiaoqi with a smile.

"Then let's go!!" Zhang Xiaoqi took a big step, and then gave me a hard look, "Jiangnan, you are responsible for cleaning up the trash!"

This is probably her punishment for me revealing the identity of her uncle without her permission just now, which is obviously petty.I was disdainful in my heart, but there was no expression on my face.

Why is there so much rubbish on the ground.

I lowered my head to pick up the garbage, and was shocked by the huge pile of packing bags on the lawn.It can be seen that most of them are eaten by Zhang Xiaoqi.

Shaking his head helplessly, he began to tidy up.
what is this?
Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a handful of grass, and there was some damp soil nearby, which was obviously the trace of someone just pulling it out.

In my mind, I compared the positions that everyone made just now. This is clearly the position where Zhang Yao was sitting just now, just next to me.

Unknowingly, I fell into thinking again, and my brows began to frown again.

Zhang Yao, are you still hit?
(End of this chapter)