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Chapter 142 Northern Xinjiang Museum

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    Damn, self-immolation?  ?  I stared at the burning corpse in amazement, not knowing where the fire started.

    Everyone present was terrified.  Still Zhao Yu was calmer, and said: "It's okay, it's probably because some flammable objects were stuffed inside the corpse, causing muscular atrophy and deceiving corpses. Everyone, be careful when moving the corpse, don't move the silver needle, let other corpses also  Self-immolation occurred."

    Only then did the others quiet down, silently proceeding with the on-site processing.  I know what Zhao Yu said just now is pure nonsense, he just said it to stabilize the emotions of the people present.  The body appeared to have been tampered with.  Once the forensic doctor or other people pull out the silver needle, the corpse will set itself on fire, and the situation similar to the fraudulent corpse just now appears during self-immolation.

    Zhao Yu pulled me aside and asked, "What do you think?"

    I rolled my eyes: "Ci'ao, I'm not Yuanfang. I really don't know what's going on, and the girl who died is from Tianjin University of Foreign Studies. Should we go to the University of Foreign Studies to find out more about it?"

    Zhao Yu said: "But I feel that the purpose of burning the corpse is not to hurt people, but to tell us something."

    "Tell what, tell us that someone was killed and screamed?" I asked speechlessly.

    Zhao Yu pondered for a while, then said, "We'll talk about this after checking."

    After the two of us came out of the scene of the crime, it was almost time for lunch.  Ruan Lingxi called and asked if he wanted to have dinner together.  I discussed with Zhao Yu that if I went to Tianjin Foreign Studies University to check the situation in the afternoon, it happened to be only a 20-minute drive from Jingya Bookstore, so I might as well go back and have dinner with Master and the others, and just go there.

    So the two of us went back to Wu Dan's bookstore.  As soon as he entered the door, Ruan Lingxi yelled: "You two, male god, you are back? But why are you looking downcast?"

    I sighed: "There is a murder case, and the three girls from Tianjin Foreign Studies University died." As I spoke, I simply told Wu Dan and Ruan Lingxi about the strange things that happened.

    After listening to it, Wu Dan said, "Well, Tianjin Foreign Studies University is also a place with many rumors of being haunted. Especially the Beijiang Museum in the University of Foreign Studies, have you heard of it?"

    "What? I haven't heard of it. Master, tell me about it?" I asked.

    Wu Dan said: "The foreign language school has many old buildings, the kind built by foreigners in the late Qing Dynasty. Many TV drama crews went there to shoot TV. Jin Yanxi and his family in "Golden Fan Family" are the sign of the school when they enter the school.  Sexual architecture. I don¡¯t know if you have seen it. Because it is a foreign language college, and the girls are so shady, so there are many haunted rumors. The most famous one is the Beijiang Museum. This building was built by the French and has more than 100 years.  History, now I heard that it has been completely sealed, not only the doors and windows are locked, but even the big windows have been bricked up, and the walls are covered with creepers, and it feels very gloomy after summer.¡±

    "Why is it closed? Is it the same as the Roman Garden, the former site of a cemetery?" I asked.

    "It's not, it's because of a legend. According to legend, a French couple was burned to death in this museum, and later at night, the staff in the side building of the museum could hear faint footsteps in the museum. It was very trivial.  There is also the low sobbing sound of a woman, which is very sharp and miserable. I heard that before the windows were blocked, some students in a male dormitory building next to the museum would see the museum's large ceiling lamp inexplicably at night  Turn on a lamp, and there is a woman in red clothes sitting on the lamp. The most intrusive thing is that when you find her, she will turn her head and smile at you. They say ghosts in white clothes are mourning ghosts, and ghosts in red clothes are fierce ghosts.  You are creepy laughing. Later, Tianjin Foreign Language School sealed off the Beijiang Museum. Now the sealed windows of the school are covered with ivy. There is no way to verify the authenticity of this story, but it is widely spread.  I think that there is no storm without waves in this world, and it is likely that there is something in the past, and there are subsequent haunting incidents."

    Hearing this, I suddenly remembered that the Huayue I met by chance today was a teacher of the Fine Arts Department of Tianjin Foreign Studies University, so I asked, "Wicked woman, the Huayue we met today took Xiaoman away later?  leaving?"

    Ruan Lingxi said: "Let's go early, that little guy Xiaoman is getting cuter and cuter. But her description of Huayue is even more funny, saying that the paintings he draws will laugh during the day and cry at night."

    "It's all a mess." I said speechlessly: "How can a painting laugh during the day and cry at night? Children have rich imaginations."

    As soon as my words fell, Wu Dan said: "No, Xiaoman's little bk's words are always inadvertently full of mystery. I think there may be some information hinted in her words. Second-hand apprentice, have you observed that Huayue, have you?  no problem?"

    I thought about itNext, he said: "I don't think there is any problem. He is a normal human being without ghost energy. However, the only thing that is different from normal people is that his Yang energy is not very sufficient, sometimes weak and sometimes strong. However, some people with poor health or  People who are infected with diseases will also experience Yang Qi deficiency, which is nothing."

    "Insufficient yang energy?" Wu Dan pondered.

    Ruan Lingxi said: "But I think he is quite healthy, not like a sick person."

    "There may be another reason for the lack of yang energy: this person raises ghosts at home, or does something related to the dead, and this will happen." Wu Dan said: "But he doesn't look like this kind of person.  .¡±

    It's useless to think too much. After the four of us had dinner, Zhao Yu and I went to Tianjin Foreign Studies University to find out some clues.  But after the meal, the colleagues in the bureau called immediately, saying that they had investigated the family backgrounds of the three dead girls, one of whom was the daughter of a university professor, Xue Jiaqi.  And Professor Na is a professor of Foreign Languages ??Department of Tianjin Foreign Studies University, and also a famous translator and scholar in China.  The other two girls are sisters, and their father is also an employee of Tianjin Foreign Studies University, but he has retired.

    "It seems that they are all related to Tianjin Foreign Studies University." I said.

    Zhao Yu nodded and said: "The autopsy report confirmed that the three female students were not sexually assaulted, and their wallets and mobile phones were not lost. Then there is no problem of robbery and sex. Except for this, it may be a vendetta. But the three  The female students are not very old, so it is unlikely that they will have any blood feud with others."

    "Then why did the murderer kill?" I asked in a daze.

    "The possibility of vendetta is high." Zhao Yu pondered: "Maybe it's not because of enmity with female students, maybe it's the grievances of the previous generation, it's not certain."

    The grievances and grievances of the previous generation, but the parents of the previous generation are only teaching staff of the school, what kind of blood feud will they have with others?

    Zhao Yu said: "However, two of the dead female students, Chen Juan and Chen Xi, were the daughters of the teaching staff of Tianjin Foreign Studies University. But coincidentally, their father was the former administrator of the Northern Xinjiang Museum."

    "What a coincidence? I just heard from Master today that the Beijiang Museum is haunted." I shook my head and said, "It seems that it is really a sinister place."

    "Maybe the teachers at the school will know about the secrets of Tianjin Foreign Studies University. Since you have met some art teacher in the university, why don't you take me to find him, and let's ask about the relevant situation." Zhao Yu said.

    For a while, I had no other ideas, so we went straight to the Academy of Fine Arts after we arrived at Tianjin Foreign Studies University.  When I went to the teaching department and asked Hua Yue, a teacher from the art department said: "Hua Yue often stays in the studio of the art department, and now he probably goes there again. You should go there and look for it."

    So Zhao Yu and I found Huayue's studio.  There are quite a few studios in the Department of Fine Arts, some of which were renovated from old buildings, and some of which were newly built.  But Huayue didn't go to those new studios, but stayed in the studios of the old buildings.

    The two of us walked downstairs of the old building, and saw that the building was really old.  An old building imitating European style, with creepers on the walls.  It's beautiful in the sun, but once the sun goes down, it's a little gloomy.

    Huayue's studio is in a small shaded room on the second floor.  Zhao Yu and I went upstairs and found the studio.  Knocked on the door, but there was no answer.  But the door was ajar, so Zhao Yu and I pushed it open and went in.

    When I entered the door, I couldn't help but frown.  The curtains of the studio were drawn, and the light inside was dim.  There are oil paintings all over the walls, all of which are portraits. When you first step in, it seems like countless pairs of eyes are staring at me and Zhao Yu.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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