Zheng Yitong smiled disdainfully, and said: "She died by suicide, and we didn't murder her. What does it have to do with us, and what age is it to talk about these feudal superstitions."

Luo Jiang pointed to the bed where Song Zhi slept and said: "You have lived here before, and you should know that there are some problems in this dormitory. After Song Zhi died, some things in this dormitory became more rampant. The two complement each other. , You have seen Curse Grudge, everyone who entered that house in the movie will die, do you understand?"

Zhang Wan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the matter of the old school building. As a core figure in the student union, she certainly knew something about the old school building, and Luo Jiang was the protagonist of the old school building incident, and she heard that a certain leader of the school once I said that Luo Jiang's family is in the ghost business. Could it be that the school instructed Luo Jiang to solve this matter?

Thinking of this, Zhang Wan sat on the stool prepared by Luo Jiang and asked, "What should I do?"

Seeing Zhang Wan's attitude, Yan Zhitao couldn't believe it, "Wan'er?"

She was a little guilty and didn't trust Luo Jiang, but she didn't understand why Zhang Wan, who was out of the wind, would agree to Luo Jiang's unreasonable farce.

"Trust me, it's best to listen to her. What she said in this regard should not be false." Zhang Wan still kindly persuaded.

When Zhang Wan said this, the two reluctantly stayed. Ever since Song Zhi's accident, they didn't want to go back to the dormitory at all. These days, one is staying in the hospital and the other is staying in a hotel. They originally planned to come back to pack their things after the first seven days. I moved away, but unexpectedly I had to come back here.

When it came to the first seven, Zheng Yitong looked at the time, and his face turned pale with fright. Today happened to be Song Zhi's first seven.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional ghost catcher, you will be safe."

In order to appease the few people, Luo Jiang took out a few candles from her bag and lit them in the middle of the dormitory, calling it the soul-protecting array.

The "assistant" Wei Linqiang on the side snorted, and on the way here, the broken candles bought at the street stall for two yuan a piece can also be used as materials for the formation?This also deceived a few ignorant girls.

"The reason why I chose to complete this matter at 304 is because everything happened here. If Song Zhi's grievances are not eliminated, I guarantee that you will form a team and send your head."

Maybe it was because Luo Jiang's expression was too serious, or maybe it was because the candlelight flickered a few times in the room with no windows open, which added a bit of credibility to Luo Jiang's words, and several people couldn't help but nodded seriously.

Luo Jiang glanced around, pushing the glasses habitually, but found that the glasses had been taken off long ago, she cleared her throat, and said, "First of all, what you say must be the truth, otherwise I can't help you."

Several people have no objection.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect. They always feel that there is a pair of glasses staring at them from an unknown place in the room, and the air has become cold. It will be afternoon, and it is precisely because of it that they dare to come back, but the sun Why did it suddenly darken?Yan Zhitao shrank her neck.

"Then let's start with Song Zhi's death. What do you know about her death?"

Luo Jiang was the first to question.

Zheng Yitong looked at Yan Zhitao, and said hesitantly, "Didn't she say that she committed suicide because she was bullied for reporting bribes to her class teacher? It has nothing to do with me. I didn't say anything to her. My family is not short of money." Yes, I have never applied for a bursary either. If you want to blame, you have to blame Liu Fangfang and the others, they are the most violent, and they often trip up Song Zhi. Even if Song Zhi wants revenge, she should find them."

As if helping Song Zhi find an excellent candidate for revenge, Zheng Yitong looked around the dormitory, and then blamed the students in the class for not coming.

Yan Zhitao also chimed in, "That's right, no matter what we say, we are in the same dormitory. Even if there was any unhappiness before, it must be for Song Zhi. Liu Fangfang and the others are too much, and Li Zhi's gang, I will I've never seen a boy so narrow-minded, he was the one who kicked Song Zhi out of the class, and the class teacher, he said he didn't care, but he also acquiesced in these behaviors in private."

Seeing that the style of the painting was going off track, Luo Jiang hurriedly interrupted the conversation between the two, really not sure if they were talking to Luo Jiang or Song Zhi.

"Wait a minute, my question is how much do you know about Song Zhi's death, not who bullied Song Zhi. Or, let me change the question, is Song Zhi really the informer?"

As soon as this question was asked, apart from Zhang Wan, the other two became nervous.

"This...we don't know, we have to ask the school."

"Everyone says it's her, but who knows." Zheng Yitong replied vaguely.

Before Luo Jiang could speak, the candlelight among the few people trembled for a while, and even the candlelight turned a strange green.

Wei Linqiang shook her head, "It seems that someone is not satisfied with your answer."

This really scared the girls a lot.

"I'm just I'm just..."

Luo Jiang's eyes were bright, and she added for Zheng Yitong: "You just told others that Song Zhi is an informer, right?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yitong was shaking like a sieve, and she cried loudly, "I... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was infatuated for a while, didn't she also cause me to break up with Zhoushi? I didn't expect her to die. This matter is with me. It doesn't matter, it's her! Yan Zhitao, she's the one who told you the secret. Song Zhi, you want to seek revenge from her."

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