The shadows I can see are getting clearer and clearer.

Several people were lying on the window, with distorted faces and slapped hard, pulling the window glass and opening their mouths, probably shouting. Behind them, someone was swaying their bodies wildly, like a group of demons dancing.

The skin of those people was abnormally red, gradually turned black, and it was like molting, leaving behind gray bone frames. In the end, the bone frames turned into powder, fell down and disappeared by the window.

I didn't see the fire, but saw the even more terrifying process of death.

"Hey, young man, what are you looking at?" The guard walked out of the room and shouted at me from afar.

I came to my senses, "It's nothing." I glanced inadvertently and saw rows of people standing behind the window, looking down at me. I was sure that they were looking at me. Although they didn't feel the biting cold gaze like Aunt Wang, I saw their heads slightly deviated to varying degrees.

If possible, I wanted to go into that classroom, but the guard urged me again, and I could only beat him haha, and I got out of No. 18 Middle School.

At night, I had a dream.

The fire balls appeared again, no longer arranged like the students in the classroom, but surrounded me. I was so hot that I could only bear it.

"What do you want to do? How can I help you?" I asked.

To be honest, I was afraid that they would say they wanted Qin Yijuan to die or something. I was not very happy with these naughty children. Fortunately, I have been working for several years and have a very strong endurance and will not directly retort them.

I planned how to guide the topic and let them give up venting their anger on Qin Yijuan and look for the real murderer.

The flames whirred and burned the air.

The stuffy feeling upset me.

"Can you talk? Can you communicate with me? Give me some tips? I will help you. More than twenty years have passed. It is time for you to rest in peace. Staying in this way will not benefit you and others." I persuaded patiently.

This statement did not work at all.

The fire ball surrounded me and burned all night. Without the anger and resentment that last time, I could not clearly sense their emotions, or in other words, each of them had different emotions. This was the case. How could the thirty-four people be the same? Different people and different ghosts.

Things are so difficult that I feel very depressed.

I got a more depressing news when I went to work on Monday.

Tao Hai's son went abroad, and Peng Dongyuan didn't want to care about Tao Hai's affairs. Tao Hai's death did not make the demolition of that room easier.

Guo Yujie and I were face to face and sighed together.

"How are you there?" I asked Chen Xiaoqiu.

Chen Xiaoqiu asked me to look at the screen. There was a table on it, which listed a list of possible leaders of the Qingzhou Manufacturing Bureau. Several of them wrote notes at the back, and they had already contacted them.

"Some people ignore us, some people pretend to be stupid." The thin man said angrily.

"Pretending to be stupid?" The answer was really beyond my expectations.

"Not! When we talk about Qingye, their faces were not right, and they even said they didn't know each other." The thin man grinded his teeth.

After Guo Yujie and I, the fat man sighed, "The old leader may not be able to use his strength this time."

"Have you ever found an old leader?" Recently, because of my sister's affairs, I really neglected my work situation. The thin guys and the others have found an old leader, but my team leader is completely unaware of it.

"Well. The old leader called a few times and asked someone to ask, but he still said he didn't know Qingye." The fat man spread his hands.

The old leader’s face is useless. What is the origin of this Qingye?

Chen Xiaoqiu saw that I was thinking, and said, "It may not be Qingye's background, but these people are afraid of being related to Qingye."

I was stunned, "You mean..."

"A supernatural firm, if the members have real skills, normal people will avoid it, right?"

I thought of Qingye's method of no taboos. Although Ye Qing was just a verbal threat, he would definitely not mind taking action if he was too impatient. I felt complicated. Could it be that Ye Qing even gushed these people from the Qingzhou Manufacturing Bureau, or ate them the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill? No, no. The Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill is the content of Jin Yong's martial arts novel. If Qingye wants to do it, it should be a curse doll and let the little ghosts hang up.

My mind spreads.

"Brother Qi, what are you thinking?" The thin man called me.

I shook my head, "It's nothing. Just do your job well. Then find a media outlet to post a report and look for Aoba's people."

In this way, the demolition office will complete the work with all its heart and responsibilities.

The three of them were somewhat unwilling to give up. It was like playing a stand-alone game. It took several hours to think that the plot was halfway through. Who knew that a task suddenly got stuck and could not survive the death. Who could simply give up?

Chen Xiaoqiu's face is the calmest, but I think she is the most stubborn one and will definitely continue to investigate in private.

Two days later, my sister told me something.

Qin Yijuan retired early. The reason is of course Ji Ying's business.

My sister also had resentment towards Qin Yijuan. Like others, she felt that Qin Yijuan stimulated Ji Ying, otherwise Ji Ying shouldn't have committed suicide so impulsively.

Even if Qin Yijuan really stimulated Ji Ying and Ji Ying committed suicide, I don’t think it should be blamed on Qin Yijuan. However, I can’t say this to my sister. I’m afraid that after my sister accepts my point of view, she will tell her classmates at school, which will attract the anger of those ghosts.

Thinking of those thirty-four ghosts, I couldn't help but rub my forehead.

"By the way, that person is here." The sister suddenly said with the food in her arms.

I suddenly raised my eyes, "Jiang Yongning?"

"Who?" the sister was stunned.

"You said that Qin Yijuan's student has come to the school to find Qin Yijuan." I remembered that my sister didn't know Jiang Yongning's name.

"Yeah, that's him."

"What did he do in school? Is he causing trouble again?" my mother asked worriedly.

"I don't know. I heard from Teacher Liu that he came to find Teacher Qin again. Teacher Qin has retired. He didn't find anyone. He asked for the address and the school did not give it, so he started arguing." The sister replied.

"Isn't that just causing trouble?" My mother became even more worried.

"The teacher is too. Two big things happened." My father complained and was a little suspicious, "Can such a person be the director of the teaching?"

The sister hummed twice and expressed her support for my dad.

I was as worried as my mother, but I was worried about another thing: Jiang Yongning went to school, is there something going on again?

That night, I fell asleep uneasy and didn't dream, but I was quarreled by the phone in the middle of the night. It was Chen Xiaoqiu who called.

There was a trace of tremor in Chen Xiaoqiu's voice, which was rare, "Lynch, No. 18 Middle School..."

"What's wrong? Something happened again at No. 18 Middle School?" I immediately woke up.

"Well, the teaching building of No. 18 Middle School was burned."

"What?" I was a little overwhelmed.

"The entire teaching building was burned!" Chen Xiaoqiu's tremolo disappeared, his tone was heavy, and the words pressed on my heart.
Chapter completed!