In summary, the old campus of Longcheng University was actually built in the Republic of China and has a history of a hundred years. The ancient trees on the campus are almost covered with the sky and the sun. The ancient teaching buildings hidden in it are still the Western style unique to the concession area back then, which looks old and unkind.

Only the office building near the west gate is just built in recent years and has a relatively high floor. Through layers of trees, it stands out in an old building. It looks like an inappropriate spot, destroying the aura of the entire campus.

Chen Wei said he didn't know the student, so he took the initiative to take them to the college office to ask.

But this brand new college building made Zhao Yunlan twitch his eyes - this building has eighteen floors, and he can tell without counting it.

Earlier, some real estate developers wanted to avoid the number of eighteenth floors when building residential buildings. However, afterwards, housing prices soared and more and more developers were involved. In addition, many places had limited height. In order to make a profit, they mostly built as high as possible and sold as much as possible. Therefore, no one cared about this "feudal superstition" old qualities.

Only those who know the knowledge can see something is wrong at a glance.

I don’t know if the air conditioner was turned on, but as soon as I entered the door of the college building, a cool and cold wind blew into my face. Daqing cat, who was lying on Zhao Yunlan’s shoulder, shivered, and his sharp claws stretched out from the flesh mat and tightly hooked the man’s shirt.

"The student ID wrote the Department of Mathematics, and the college office of the Department of Mathematics is on the top floor." Chen Wei took the two of them to the elevator and pressed down the floor.

Zhao Yunlan suddenly asked him: "Professor Chen is not curious about what this matter is going on? Most people always ask a few more questions when encountering such a thing."

Chen Wei lowered his head slightly and said softly: "The dead are the most important. I will help you investigate the case within my ability. You can just know other things. It doesn't matter whether I know it or not."

Zhao Yunlan put his palm on the back of the black cat and followed it with her one after another: "There are not many good citizens as enthusiastic as Professor Chen. My Daqing has never been a relative. I think they are all very close to you."

Chen Wei smiled gently: "It should be."

Zhao Yunlan briefly shut his mouth and his eyes flashed. He felt that something was wrong with Chen Wei. Except for the initial inadvertent look, Professor Chen seemed to be deliberately avoiding his gaze.

The elevator walked to the fourth floor and suddenly shook for a moment, and stopped without warning. The light on the top seemed to have some bad contact. Ming turned off twice. Guo Changcheng looked up at Zhao Yunlan in panic, but the man didn't know if it was a rough nerve or something, and he didn't even blink his eyes, and was still studying Chen Wei thoughtfully.

A male voice came from the elevator: "Teacher Shen, why are you doing on the 18th floor?"

Chen Wei said without changing his face: "There was something unexpected in the school. These two are public security personnel. I will take them to the Mathematics Department to learn about the situation."

"Oh," the voice seemed to be a little slow to react. After a while, he responded, and then continued to say with that faint, slow speed, "Okay, please be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator returned to normal again, and the lights were getting better. The elevator stuck in the middle continued to walk up after a "crunch" sound... as if nothing had happened.

"Scared?" Chen Wei turned around, still just looking at Guo Changcheng, avoiding Zhao Yunlan with a trace, and explained with a smile, "That was probably the security guard in the building just now. Last semester, a student jumped off the roof and committed suicide. After that, except for the people from the mathematics department, if others go up the top floor for no reason, the security guard will stop the elevator and ask more questions to avoid such a thing happening again."

Guo Changcheng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "Oh...oh, it turned out to be the security guard, I thought it was..."

"There is a supernatural incident?" Chen Wei asked with a smile.

Guo Changcheng's face was filled with vegetables.

Zhao Yunlan frowned.

This college office, which has a very bad feng shui, has never dared to look at his professors so strange.

Even the person who is conscientiously checking every person on the top level may not be a... "security guard".

I swayed all the way to the roof, and the entire 18th floor was empty, and even a mosquito gecko was not settled here, and it was cold and wet.

Zhao Yunlan couldn't help but sneeze.

Chen Wei immediately turned sideways and asked, "Did you catch a cold?"

Even though he did not communicate with others in a scrutiny, the question still seemed extremely sincere.

Perhaps because of his personal temperament, Professor Chen lowered his head and nodded, and he had a "gentleman's demeanor". Even if his eyes were a little unnaturally floating when talking to Zhao Yunlan, it was rare that it did not make people feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Yunlan rubbed his nose: "No, I just feel that as soon as I enter this corridor, I smell the... special unlucky smell of math homework that I can't finish at all."

Chen Wei bent his eyes in cooperation and gave him a gentle and restrained smile.

"Don't laugh." Zhao Yunlan joked, "Professor Chen, I'll tell you, when I was studying, the teacher was my natural enemy. Our class teacher predicted that I would definitely become a hooligan when I grew up. Who knew that when I grew up, I became a people's policeman. When I met him on the school anniversary, I just wanted to show off my power. Guess what he said?"

Chen Wei acted as if he listened carefully: "What?"

"The old angry young man said, "Student Zhao, look, I'm right, you've grown into a standard gangster in uniform."

Zhao Yunlan is always in contact with all kinds of people. He is very oily and smooth when practicing with one mouth. Usually, a few words can make people feel intimate. Even Guo Changcheng, who is like a quail, seems to have a little resonance with him about the problem of "mathematics homework", and the posture of walking behind them seems a little bit human.

But Chen Wei... His expression when he heard Zhao Yunlan speak made Zhao Yunlan himself feel illusioned, as if he was not talking casually, but was pronunciating the difficult translation of "read only once" in some foreign language. He cherished and valued every word, which made Professor Chen reluctant to miss a word.

But he really "hears" and just didn't dare to look up at himself. The smile on his face looked gentle at first glance, but over time, he could find that it was very patterned, like a painting on his face.

Zhao Yunlan simply suspected that his face was about to be froze.

The three of them were chatting and walking, with footsteps knocking on the floor one after another, and the echo kept stumbled and floating in the corridor. The man's careless laughter was the footsteps of the fourth person mixed in between.

Quietly, rustling, like the sound of soft-soled cloth shoes dragging on the ground.

The college-run building is an architectural style of a large tower. Generally speaking, it is a tall and thin building with an elevator in the middle. After getting up, the corridor is around the "big tower" in the middle.

As they walked forward, Guo Changcheng accidentally noticed that Zhao Yunlan's watch was quietly undergoing some strange change. Starting from the connection between the two watch needles, a rose red that was lighter than red and lighter than red began to spread out. In circles, it looked like ripples in the water, which made his men's watch look almost like an expensive handicraft. The metal strap buckled on the man's pale and slightly thin wrist, giving him an indescribable sense of luxury.

Guo Changcheng hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Zhao...Zhao, your expression..."

"What's wrong? It's red?" Zhao Yunlan, who was walking in front, turned around with his unique smirk, "Do you know why?"

Guo Changcheng shook his head honestly.

Zhao Yunlan smiled and said, "The evil ghost likes to wear red. I think the feng shui of this building is not good. Maybe there is some dirt hidden in it, maybe the shadow of something is projected on it..."

Guo Changcheng's face suddenly turned pale. He instinctively followed Zhao Yunlan's words and looked at his dial. This time, he saw an old man on the glass - she... is of medium figure, slightly fat, wearing black clothes, looking at him expressionlessly!

Guo Changcheng's steps suddenly stopped.

Zhao Yunlan seemed to see nothing, and twisted a small button on the side of the dial. A cloud of fog suddenly burst out from the dial, and in an instant, it diluted the red spot just now. When he looked again, it was still a clean men's watch, with a normal style, neither a weird red nor a reflective female ghost.

"I haven't seen a mouse roller that will change color? One reason, this silly boy, just take it seriously." Zhao Yunlan said a few words to the intern, and the next second, he suddenly turned to Shen Wei without warning, "Professor Shen is a high-spirited person and pays attention to materialism. He must not believe in such a ghost thing, right?"

Shen Wei pushed his glasses, avoided his gaze again, and said slowly: "The ancients said, 'Beyond the Six Miles, the saints do not speak'. No one can tell whether there is or not. But I think, if there is, there is, there is nothing, and there is no need for everyone to pursue it too much. 'Don't ask the people about ghosts and gods', that's what the foolish kings did in the old days. If a person can't even understand his own affairs, he still has the leisure to care about whether there are ghosts and gods in the world, isn't it ridiculous?"

This sentence is full of literary flavor, but it is also plausible. When Zhao Yunlan saw that the test failed, he smiled and revealed the topic as if nothing had happened: "Does Teacher Shen teach liberal arts?"

"Well, I'll take college Chinese and some liberal arts elective courses."

"No wonder-but I heard from an acquaintance of real estate that there are few newly built residential buildings like this now. Such towers are generally commercial office buildings over 100 meters. Once it is difficult to clean, and the lighting is not easy to deal with, and it is not very comfortable to live in. I think that's probably the meaning of 'Feng Shui'." Zhao Yunlan took out a cigarette box from his arms and shook it, "Oh, right, is it banned? Don't mind?"

Chen Wei shook his head, Zhao Yunlan put one hand in his pocket, shook his other hand gently, and took a cigarette out, lowered his eyes slightly, and after a while, he calmly spit out a mouthful of white cigarette, looking like an old cigarette.

Chen Wei, who seemed to be planning to make up his mind to ignore him to the end, finally couldn't help frowning: "Smoking and drinking are not good for health. Officer Zhao is so young, it's better to be more restrained."

Zhao Yunlan smiled and did not speak immediately. His face was hidden behind a smoke, making it difficult for people to see the expression. The fine ashes fell from the cigarette butts. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, some fell into Chen Wei's shadow.

Zhao Yunlan lowered his eyes, swept his eyes over the ground, and then he put the smoke in his hands: "When we do our job, sometimes it's day and night, and living habits are really not very good."

Chen Wei seemed to want to say something, but when he spoke, he swallowed it back. After a while, he frowned and changed the topic a little stiffly: "There are not many departments on the old campus, and there are not so many teachers. On the entire 18th floor, there are only a few offices facing south, and most of the other rooms are vacant. Just turn from here and arrive."

Mold and moss are prone to growing in deserted corners, and are also prone to growing...other things.

For some reason, the corners of the corridors in this building are not rounded corners, close to right angles, and look like they are clumsy, and those who walk to the corner will be blocked by the corners that appear like big buck teeth. If two people happen to be on the opposite side, they will easily bump into each other.

Chen Wei led the way in front, Zhao Yunlan followed him with the cat in his arms, Guo Changcheng walked at the end, and as they approached the corner bit by bit, Guo Changcheng suddenly felt like something suddenly popping out of the shadow. At this time, he could not listen to the conversation between the other two people at all, but just stared at the corner - the dim light shot out of the window that was twisting in the angle, pulling the shadow of the window lattice to the ground, creating a flash of light and dark junction there.

Then, Guo Changcheng discovered that something was moving at the edge of the black shadow.
Chapter completed!