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Chapter 282 The Death of Uncle Zhou

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    Having nothing to say all night, Zhao Yu and I were woken up by the ringing of our mobile phone early the next morning.  When I got up, I saw that Nima was only seven o'clock in the morning, and she was not allowed to sleep. She didn't come back until two o'clock last night, and she was woken up after sleeping for more than four hours.

    Impatiently, I touched the phone to have a look, and I didn't even call out: it was Ouyang Zhuan's phone number.  I picked it up angrily, and said, "Mr. Ouyang, you got up early enough."

    Ouyang Bonat's annoying official voice came from the phone: "Song Yan Zhao Yu, how do you do your job?! Another person died in the Sixth Middle School, and now you are still sleeping!!"

    Upon hearing this, Zhao Yu sat up and asked, "Is that the survivor?"

    Ouyang Zhuanjia said: "No, I heard that it is an employee of the gatekeeper of Wenzhou No. 6 Middle School. Go and have a look!"

    Having said that, Ouyang Zhuan's family hung up the phone.  After hearing this, my heart suddenly turned cold: Could it be Uncle Zhou?  !

    Zhao Yu and I looked at each other, and Zhao Yu's expression was no better than that of the white gauze curtains: "Too bad, could it be that Uncle Zhou went to the teaching building last night and got a ghostly aura, so he passed away today?"

    I said with a bitter face: "But don't be, you chatted with us yesterday, why did you die today? Besides, didn't he run out of that haunted building last night?"

    Zhao Yu said, "Hurry up and have a look!"

    With that said, the two of us quickly got up and washed.  During this process, I suddenly thought of a question: How did Ouyang Zhuan's family get the news so quickly?  As expected, he is indeed the head of a special agent, with quite long ears!

    After washing, we took a taxi to Wenzhou No. 6 Middle School.  When they arrived at the school gate, they saw a few police cars parked outside the gate, as if they had arrived not long ago.  Although martial law was imposed, the two of us lied about being Uncle Zhou¡¯s family members. We couldn¡¯t help but push the people who blocked us and broke in. Seeing that there seemed to be a circle of police officers on the campus playground, we rushed over.

    When I got close, I was suddenly stunned by the scene in front of me.  I saw that the person who died was indeed Uncle Zhou, who was hanged on the school basketball hoop.  The corpse was already stiff, so the hideous and distorted expression before death was frozen in front of us.  The basketball hoop was very high, the head of the corpse was tightly tied to the basketball hoop, and the rest of the body was hanging down, looking down at us. When we looked up, we could just see Uncle Zhou's protruding eyes, protruding tongue, and the frightened look on his face.  With a look of despair.

    At this time, the sky was gloomy, and the cool morning wind blew across the sky.  With the gloomy sky as the background, it made people feel that the dead body had a weird and abrupt feeling.  The on-site forensic doctor was taking pictures. Someone brought a tripod and planned to go up and put the body down.

    "Hangingsuicide?" I muttered to myself.

    "Impossible, let alone whether Uncle Zhou has the idea of ??suicide, even at this height, it is impossible to climb up and hang himself." Zhao Yu said: "Maybe I went to the ghost building last night, or I was entangled in resentment.  Flee bad luck."

    I calmed down and thought about it, and it was indeed the case.  Looking around, we can see that the playground of Wenzhou No. 6 Middle School is separated from the teaching area.  The gate of the playground is locked with iron sliding doors at night, making it impossible for people to freely enter and exit.  I listened closely to the police investigating the teachers and students of the school. It seemed that everyone said that only the teachers in the physical education group had the keys.  In other words, it was impossible for Uncle Zhou to come in by himself, let alone suicide.  Because from the discovery of the body to the arrival of the police at the scene, no one found anything that could be used as a foothold.  It seems that Uncle Zhou was probably killed by those innocent souls.  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If I had followed up and had a look, maybe Uncle Zhou would not have been killed.  Though those ghosts couldn't leave the ghost building, but Uncle Zhou was no younger than Zhao Yu and me, and he was protected by Taoism. Most likely, he was killed by those ghosts as a target to vent his anger.  Thinking of this, I regret that I shouldn't be soft at the time.

    Zhao Yu tugged at me, and said in a low voice: "I think this group of ghosts is not simple, as if someone is manipulating them. If only a few water ghosts, no matter how powerful they are, it is impossible to have such a powerful mana aura.  .¡±

    I nodded and said, "I think so too. Could it be that there is a ghost boss under the reservoir?"

    Zhao Yu said: "It's hard to say now, let's go and see the surviving student first."

    When I thought about it, it was true, don't die again, Ouyang Zhuan's family will really go crazy.  When we were about to leave, we heard the police behind the case calling: "Check the number for me. The last caller ID on the victim's phone was 09seven 4s. This number is very strange. You  Find out where it came from."

    Wipe, a ghost call!  Zhao Yu and I stopped at the same time and turned around, and saw a policeman holding a mobile phone in his hand. It looked like an elderly phone, a very common and simple one, and it might have been used by Uncle Zhou before his death.  He also received a ghost call?  !

    This makes me a little panic.  In case everyone in the whole school receives a call from a ghost, crap, wouldn't they all be dead?  This school has to become a ghost school.

      "It's that ghost number again." I frowned and said, "What should I do?"

    Zhao Yu said: "Anyway, I can't find out the origin, why not go and see the student first, and try to protect him first."

    I sighed: "That's the only way."

    So the two of us left the school, and according to the address we found earlier, we went to the nursing home where the surviving student Ma Ming was.  On the way, I suddenly remembered something and said to Zhao Yu: "You said that this ghost call killed everyone in the class, why is this Ma Ming all right?"

    Zhao Yu said: "Does a person with mental problems still need a mobile phone? It is likely that he does not have a mobile phone at all, and ghost calls cannot reach his mobile phone, so he is alive."

    I suddenly realized, and said: "Could it be that the person who answers the phone will die?"

    Zhao Yu said: "Wrong, it is that if you receive a call from this number, you will die, regardless of whether you answer it or not. But there is another problem: why did the other party say the birthday and name of the person who answered the call? This is a bit strange."

    "Here, is it that if you can't say it, you won't die? That is to say, the ghost who called knows these people?" I said.

    Zhao Yu nodded and said, "It's possible. It's a familiar person."

    I said: "Then the ghost's curse was only spread through the phone. But I don't know if I can't tell my birthday and name, but I just made a phone call. Will this be fatal?"

    Zhao Yu shook his head and said, "I can't say, let's go to a nursing home."

    We both went to the nursing home where Ma Ming was located, and found out the ward where Ma Ming was located through the doctor guide.  Walking to the door of the ward, he saw Ma Ming sitting on the bed through the door glass, staring blankly out of the window.  This boy is only eighteen or nineteen years old, very thin, and his quiet appearance is not at all the hysteria I imagined for a mental patient, but he looks like a middle school student in a youth drama, very clean and tidy.

    Seeing him alone in the room, I knocked on the door.  Ma Ming glanced back and clearly saw me, but still turned his head out of the window.  I had black lines on my face, and thought to myself, okay, I just broke in.

    Zhao Yu and I pushed the door open and walked up to Ma Ming.  As a result, the guy ignored both of us and continued to stare out the window.  The two of us looked at his desk and drawers first, and were relieved to find no mobile phone under the pillow.  Sure enough, he didn't have a mobile phone, so he was alive.

    Seeing Ma Ming staring out the window, I couldn't help but look out, but saw nothing.  So I couldn't help asking: "I said Sao Nian, what are you watching?"

    Ma Ming said with a confused face: "Look at the sea, the trees, the flowers and the spring."

    I rub it, it's still a literary fanatic.  I couldn't help laughing: "Did you see a house facing the sea with spring flowers blooming?"

    Ma Ming looked at me in surprise: "How do you know?"

    I rolled my eyes, and said to Zhao Yu: "Sure enough, he is a top student, probably because he has memorized too many Chinese textbooks, even if he is crazy, he still memorizes it."

    Zhao Yu smiled and ignored me, and said: "Let's ask his nurse and attending physician later, and tell them to pay attention to Ma Ming's safety, and never give him a cell phone."

    I said: "Then let's go now, I guess he still has to miss the textbook."

    Zhao Yu nodded. Just as we were about to leave, we saw a person come in through the door.  After seeing this person, I immediately felt that the spring is indeed blooming.

    What came was a female doctor in a white coat. She looked about twenty-eight or nineteen years old, but she was tall and protruding. Even if she was wearing a monotonous white coat, she could not conceal her proud figure.  Looking at his appearance, he looks very sexy, with a high nose bridge and big eyes, with a loose bun, and a beautiful posture.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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