Purifier

The next morning, when Mo Ling woke up, he received a call from Principal Wang. The cowardly principal talked incoherently for a long time, saying that something happened to a student in the hospital, and he couldn't explain exactly what happened. A lot of nightmares from last night, as well as his headaches, insomnia, palpitations, high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and high blood lipids...

Mo Ling hung up the phone angrily, because he had to rush to the hospital and couldn't take Mu Jue to school, so he had to call a taxi for him, paid 20 yuan in advance, and insisted on asking the driver to pay him 2 yuan, and warned the driver He said that he had written down the license plate number, and if the price on the meter exceeded 18 yuan, he would call the company and complain that he took customers to detour.

Early in the morning, the driver met the pickpockets with black lines on his face. If he hadn't looked at the high school student in the back seat looking at him innocently, he would definitely not have done this business.

Because Mu Jue didn't sleep well last night, he kept swatting flies in his dream. Now his neck is sore and his shoulders hurt. Holding an English dictionary, Mu Jue's eyelids are falling down. When he arrived at school, he was forcibly dragged out of the car by the driver, and he barely woke up.

When Mo Ling arrived at the hospital, he already felt something was wrong when he walked in the corridor. The evil energy from yesterday dissipated, leaving nothing left!Could it be that the evil spirit gave up?Or blew up?

In short, don't let the host die.

If it dared to take the lives of those 20 students, he would definitely not purify its soul, but make it impossible to be reborn forever.

"Mr. Mo, please stay."

Mo Ling heard a cold voice behind him calling him, and when he looked back, his expressionless face was colder than an iceberg. The person who came was Zheng Yiming from the serious crime team. Don't think about it, it must have been arranged by Lu Zhenbang. But Director Lu, at least find me a normal person, don't just be some upright elites every time, can you appoint a "good police officer" who can only play mahjong all night and delegate power all over next time!

"Hehe, good morning Zheng sir!" Mo Ling walked over and patted Zheng Yiming on the shoulder, acting like an old acquaintance.

Zheng Yiming stared at his shoulder for two seconds, then stretched out his hand to pat it, as if dust had been patted off, and squeezed two words between his teeth: "Not good".

After speaking, he turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

"Aren't you going to see the students? I received a call from Principal Wang this morning..." Mo Ling followed behind him, seeing the man walking faster and faster, he had to trot two steps to catch up.

"Go to the chef's ward first." Zheng Yiming said without looking back.

Mo Ling didn't argue with him, the people's police are all uncles, it's better for us ordinary people to obey orders, he followed behind and tried to collect some information: "Sir Zheng, have the test results of the dishes taken from the cafeteria come out? That chef last night Is there any movement? Are the students okay? Can you show me the transcript you made for the person involved?"

A series of questions came out like bullets, Zheng Yiming stopped, stared at Mo Ling with a serious expression and said: "Mr. Mo, the director asked you to help us solve the case. You are just a helper. Don't think that you have helped us solve the case." After a few unsolved cases, you will secretly raise your own value! If you ask any more questions, I will break your neck!"

The corners of Mo Ling's eyes twitched, and he said, "You should call me Mo Ling, Mr. Mo sounds like a criminal suspect."

Zheng Yiming didn't change his face, and said: "Mr. Mo, in view of your ability to solve certain cases, I can choose to answer you a question, you can ask."

Mo Ling smiled and said, "How much are you worth?"

"..." Zheng Yiming's eyes twitched this time.

The two twitched all the way to the outside of the chef's ward. The two policemen guarding here yesterday were whispering to each other. They looked anxious, and they looked a little nervous when they saw their boss.

Mo Ling didn't feel a trace of evil, walked into the ward and saw that the bed was blank, and the four talismans pasted on the head of the bed were gone, and immediately turned around and shouted to the two policemen, "Where are the people!"

Zheng Yiming stood at the door, and said confidently: "It's gone, and 5 students were kidnapped by the way."

Mo Ling was in a hurry: "That chef couldn't break through the barrier by himself, and told you not to touch the four talismans, didn't you hear that! A big man, with five students, disappeared into the hospital out of thin air, didn't you see it?"

One of the policemen explained: "We stayed outside last night and didn't hear any movement. No one touched the papers you pasted on the bedside. Our colleagues upstairs were also guarding, and we didn't find anything unusual. , the students just disappeared.”

Mo Ling frowned: "Could it be... there is a shadow body technique?"

I saw Zheng Yiming with a serious face, walked to the open window, pointed out the window to Mo Ling, and said, "The chef's 'companion' crawled in from outside, tore off your talisman, and then escaped from here together, you look."

Mo Ling walked over and saw a puddle of green juice on the window sill, and some sticky on the outer wall. After being exposed to the sun, it dried into the appearance of paint, extending all the way down.

Sir Zheng's deduction seems to be correct, so last night, the students climbed out of the window of the ward, whether they turned into Spiderman or Batman, in short, they climbed all the way along the wall, tore off the talisman, and rescued the chef. The 6 people jumped out of the window and left together.

Mo Ling affirmed this assumption in his heart, and asked, "Then, are the rest of the students awake? How is their physical condition?"

Zheng Yiming shook his head.

The two walked towards the student ward again. From a distance, they saw Principal Wang wearing a mask and gloves, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and his body was shaking.

When Principal Wang saw Mo Ling, he rushed over with a whoosh, his glasses almost fell off, he held Mo Ling's hands tightly, and said in a begging tone: "My God...the five students are gone! Master Mo, what is this?" Come back, you need to cast some spells, and you can set a price for how much reward you want! I can’t find the student, and my seat is not stable..."

The last few words, he only lowered his volume when he saw Zheng sir next to him, but he could hear them clearly.

Mo Ling shook off his hand, cursed "scumbag" in his heart, and walked into the ward.Zheng Yiming followed behind, cursed "trash" in his heart, and stood guard outside the door.

Principal Wang's legs trembled, his eyes followed closely, and he dared not enter the ward for fear of being infected by germs.

After Mo Ling checked each student, he found that except for being unconscious, all their symptoms from yesterday had disappeared, and the evil energy had dissipated, but the yang energy was weak, and it seemed that they had been seriously injured.

In this way, the evil spirit originally scattered in the bodies of 21 people has now been reduced to 6 people, and these 6 people are in the active stage, their whereabouts are unknown, and it is not clear how aggressive they are. If they are not found as soon as possible, I am afraid hurt the innocent.

He took out the pills given by the master yesterday, took out 15 pills and handed them to the nurse, and said: "Give them a drink with warm water, one pill each."

Turning back to Zheng Yiming, he asked, "The missing chef and student, do you police have any clues?"

Zheng Yiming said: "The investigation is being stepped up, and the traffic police department has been united. In addition, there is a team of people at the school."

Intermittent groans came from the ward. The students, who had been in a coma for nearly 20 hours, all woke up after taking the pills. Because their bodies were still relatively weak, they needed further rehabilitation.

Principal Wang clasped his palms together, looked up at the sky, kept making bows, and said in his mouth: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves suffering, the supreme Jade Emperor, and the pure Virgin Mary..."

Mo Ling sat by a student's bed and felt his pulse. Everything was normal and Yang Qi was gradually recovering. He approached the student and asked softly, "Did you have any dreams after sleeping for so long?"

The student looked at the strange man, rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "I had a long dream."

"Really? What did you see in the dream?"

"Well...it's farmland, vegetable fields, and a lot of green plants. The air is fresh and the environment is good. I don't even want to wake up."

Hearing the student's description, Mo Ling recalled the hallucination outside the ward yesterday. It was the same scene. He twisted the corner of the student's quilt, covered his still cold hand, and continued to ask: "I have to wake up, your parents Will be worried. In the dream, how do you feel? Are you afraid? Did any monster scare you?"

The student's eyes did not show a trace of panic, and he replied, "No, I'm not afraid, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"I feel very sad, I have no place to live, life is very hard, I can't even drink saliva. The voice in the dream sounded really pitiful. He said that his home was invaded and his brothers and sisters were killed. He couldn't get through He will die soon, so he wants to take revenge before he dies. He doesn't really want to harm us, he just can't think of a better way."

"Who took his home?"

The student raised his hand, pointed to the outside of the ward, and said, "That's him."

Following the direction of his fingers, Mo Ling saw Principal Wang who was praying to God and Buddha. He stood up and walked out the door.

As soon as he got up, his hand was held by the student. He turned his head and met a pair of sympathetic eyes. The student asked, "Brother, will you kill him? I'm talking about the 'person' in the dream."

Mo Ling gently held the student's hand, put it under the quilt and covered it, and said with a smile, "No, I will save him."

The student half-closed his eyes, with half a tear hanging from the corner of his eye.

Mo Ling walked towards Principal Wang with a mysterious smile on his face, stretched out his right hand to count, and said in his ear: "Principal Wang, I'm afraid you have done something wrong recently. Because...beware of something crawling out from under the inner bed tonight, oh, it could be in the closet, it could be in the toilet, it could be in the mirror, in the bathtub, in the TV..."

The old man was so frightened that he fell down on the green chair next to the corridor, his glasses fell to the middle of the bridge of his nose, and his hand clenched on his thigh almost tore the designer suit.

Sorry?He tried his best to recall that he didn't do anything serious, but just collected the school building fee from a few rich second-generation parents.

"Principal Wang, I think you should do it honestly, and be careful not to be cursed." Mo Ling stared at him intently, pressing on step by step.

The old man didn't dare to look at him at all, just thinking about how to sleep tonight was enough to make his blood pressure rise again, the sweat continued to break out, and his hair was wet.

At this time, Zheng Yiming's cell phone rang suddenly, and Principal Wang was so frightened that he almost slipped from the chair like a cramp.

"Say..." Sir Zheng answered the phone, "Huh? Well... don't act rashly, guard the scene, evacuate the students, and close the school. I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Yiming said to Mo Ling: "The chef kidnapped those students and appeared in the cafeteria."

Principal Wang: "Oh my God..."

Mo Ling: "What!!"

"Let's go there right away!" Zheng Yiming said and walked out.

Mo Ling followed behind and walked a few steps, and found that the person behind was still sitting there, and turned around and shouted: "Let's go!"

Principal Wang trembled again. He stood up with his support on the wall, took two steps, and said with a wry smile, "Master Mo, I, I can't walk anymore."

How could this bastard pretend to be weak at a critical moment!Mo Ling grabbed his arm and dragged him away.

As soon as I got to the entrance of the hospital, a group of reporters surrounded the two of them. Those carrying cameras, microphones, and recording pens all swarmed in and surrounded the two of them.

"Principal Wang, what is the progress of the school's food poisoning incident? Is there any serious problem with the sanitation of the canteen?"

"A person familiar with the matter broke the news that the school paid 10 yuan each to the parents of the students to keep them from being interviewed by the media. Is this true?"

"Principal Wang, have you watched the interviews reproduced on major video sites? How did you come to the conclusion that 'the student's coma is a miracle'?"

"What do you think of the collective appeal of netizens to 'leave get out of class'?"

Principal Wang was already blushing at this time, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't speak a word in front of the camera and questioning.The pressure of public opinion is enormous, and he feels that his term of office has come to an end.

Mo Ling said to the reporter: "Want to know the truth? The students are already awake, everyone hurry to get first-hand information!"

The reason why he revealed this news was firstly to get away quickly, and secondly to temporarily attract the reporters to the hospital, lest they chase them to the school, and he would not be able to use his fists.

When the reporters heard the news, they rushed into the hospital one after another. Mo Ling took this opportunity to drag Principal Wang into Zheng Yiming's police car.