Back in the antique shop, Kong Sang twitched the corner of his mouth when he looked at the two people in front of him who had no intention of leaving.

"Are you planning to get to the bottom of this?"

The other party didn't speak, but his eyes spoke for themselves.

"But, you are not the police, and I have no obligation to tell you other people's privacy, or the privacy of the deceased."

The two looked at each other, as if they felt that they might not be able to hide it. The one wearing glasses suddenly said seriously:

"In that case, let's introduce ourselves first. My name is Chen Tao, a disciple of Maoshan. I currently work in the Department of Good and Evil, a special state agency."

"My name is Liu Zhengye, I am a Catholic exorcist, and I also currently work in the Department of Good and Evil."

"Maoshan Disciple? Father? Department of Good and Evil?" Kong Sang rolled his eyes: "The setting of True Second Class, are you sure you haven't read too many online novels?"

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"Why don't you believe me? Besides, this matter must have something to do with you too!"

Chen Tao seemed to be impatient and said immediately.

Kong Sang frowned: "Why do you say it's related to me?"

"Originally we just thought we knew you by chance, but this antique shop..."

Liu Zhengye said: "You must also know that there have been cases of several students dying in their sleep in the past few days. And these three, and Zhou Hui, are in the same school and class."

"It was only after Zhou Hui jumped from the building that these students began to show such symptoms."

"The only survivor is called Chen Yi, and he has been protected by us. We originally invited the teacher from Guanli, but it was of no avail. Later, his parents brought back a stone-carved sutra pillar and said they bought it from you."

Kong Sang suddenly realized that these events were actually connected together, which was quite a coincidence.

"Then what? The prayer tower doesn't work?"

Liu Zhengye showed a strange look:

"It worked quite well. Chen Yi woke up on the spot. However, when her parents told her about the conditions of the offering and the confession letter, Chen Yi insisted that she had not made any mistakes."

Kong Sang took a sip of tea, thinking that his boss would not be innocent.

"Then what?"

"Then, the offering was carried out as usual, except that there was no repentance statement. As a result, something happened that night. According to his parents, the Bodhisattva engraved on the sutra pillar actually left blood and tears, and then Chen Yi fell into a coma again in the nightmare."

"This matter caused too much noise, so we sent people to start personal protection. Currently, Chen Yi is surrounded by a high-level master from Taoyuan Temple and an exorcist teacher from Xuanwumen Church. But even so, Chen Yi still often

Trapped in a nightmare."

Hearing this, Kong Sang understood.

It seems that the other party also knew that there was something strange between Chen Yi, Zhou Hui and the other three deceased people, so they wanted to investigate Zhou Hui's family members first.

It is difficult to believe these fantastic things.

But thinking about everything he had experienced in the past few days, Kong Sang's trust in the two people in front of him also increased.

"To be honest, I did feel something was wrong. But this cannot be used as evidence."

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"Oh? You tell me first, and we can analyze it together?"

Kong Sang immediately told the problem about the shrine.

Liu Zhengye shook his head: "This is my blind spot and I can't provide much help."

Chen Tao frowned: "Well, let's go back and check. I'll ask you not to go out in the antique store these days."

Kong Sang nodded.

After adding two people as friends, it was another day without business.

At night, Kong Sang picked up the bronze gong again.

"Since we learned about Haichi Garden yesterday, maybe there will be other clues today."

Still choose to start at midnight.

After all, if it were earlier, there would still be pedestrians on the street. He was afraid that if he was recognized, his head would be hammered open...

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"clang!"

"It's three o'clock at midnight, everything is safe!"

The bronze gong rang, and Wenwan Street was once again submerged in a hazy white mist.

This time, Kong Sang, who was mentally prepared, was still frightened when he saw Zhou Hui's ghost, but he was still able to maintain his rationality.

Watching Zhou Hui walking step by step, he seemed to have no intention of stopping.

Kong Sang plucked up the courage and said: "Zhou Hui, I have gone to Haichi Garden and saw your mother. Do you, do you have anything else to tell me?"

Zhou Hui's body visibly trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but only a few hoarse whimpering sounds were left.

Kong Sang stood there and did not strike the gong again.

After feeling the pain from yesterday, Kongsang lowered his head and looked - No. 1 High School.

"I understand. Tomorrow is Saturday and your school is on holiday. I will go there."

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Zhou Hui nodded slightly, as if expressing gratitude.

Along with the white mist, it disappeared again.

Kong Sang looked at the street that had returned to normal, pondered for a moment, and suddenly knocked three times in a row.

"Clang clang clang!"

Then, he ran away.

"Who the hell is this bastard who doesn't let anyone sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Where's my hammer? I'm going to hammer his head off!"

Kongsang returned to the antique shop and had a good night's sleep.

...

Guessing that the store wouldn't open until twelve o'clock, Kongsang got up early and headed to First High School.

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I looked at my phone and saw, OK, half past six.

At this point, the security guard will basically not be too vigilant.

Finding a place with dense shade, Kong Sang easily climbed over the wall and entered the school.

"It's strange. It was so easy to climb the wall today. I should be breathing hard normally..."

Kong Sang muttered, and followed the class door number to find Zhou Hui's class.

Grade 1, Grade 1 and Grade 3.

Finding Zhou Hui's seat was not as difficult as imagined, because of the forty desks in the entire classroom, only one desk was densely carved.

"Zhou Hui, sissy."

"Dead shemale."

"nausea."

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"abnormal."

...

The table was almost covered with ugly words.

Kong Sang slowly touched these carvings, a suffocating breath seemed to be stuck in his chest, and he could not calm down for a long time.

"call......"

Kong Sang calmed down his anger and searched in the drawer, but found nothing.

"It's strange. Could it be that Zhou Hui wanted me to come to school and only gave him the clue about this table?"

While pondering, Kong Sang noticed a row of cabinets in the back row. He then looked at the student number posted on the wall.

Following the student number, Kong Sang opened the cabinet belonging to Zhou Hui.

Inside, there is a diary.

Kong Sang took a cursory look:

"March 1, Qing. I was blocked by them again today. They asked for money, and I really had no money. They beat me up. Why do they always bully me? I have never provoked

them!"
To be continued...