Taoist Quick Wear

Si Qingyan left Xiao Xie's number in her phone. She wanted to ask about Jiang Yao, but found it inappropriate.

There are many people named Jiang Yao. It is difficult to investigate what happened eight years ago. After the police get involved, he will also be involved. If other people notice Wei Sixian's physical condition, it will be another trouble.

Moreover, should Jiang Yao know about this?

Jiang Yao said that the cause of his death was that he was killed by his roommate because he knocked on the wall. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing is almost impossible. Although Jiang Yao is indeed a bit annoying, it is not enough to provoke someone to kill him for such a small matter...

There is a number in the address book with the note "Lawyer Lin". From the chat records, Wei Sixian had done a lot of transactions with the other party in the past. No matter what he investigated, Lawyer Lin was very reliable, so Si Qingyan placed a commission with Lawyer Lin.

"Jiang Yao, male, may be a student of Linjiang University, studying in 2009 or 2010, living in dormitory building A01, with beautiful eyes."

"Investigate the cause of death."

After learning, Si Qingyan has mastered the pinyin input method. Jiang Yao is very sensitive to sound. If he does not deliberately perceive it, he will not see the picture that matches the sound. He does not have the courage to spy on Si Qingyan's mobile phone all the time, and he does not know for the time being that Si Qingyan asked someone to investigate him.

But he will know it sooner or later.

"As usual, transfer money to me through Alipay, 50,000 deposit."

Lawyer Lin quickly replied to the text message. He said he was a lawyer, but in fact he opened a private detective agency. He knew all kinds of people. He was in the gray area between black and white, and he took money to do things.

Si Qingyan, who had studied various apps on his mobile phone, opened Alipay and transferred 50,000 to Lawyer Lin's account.

The long string of numbers displayed on the balance made Si Qingyan feel very satisfied. He must protect his little brother's money and make the best use of it.

Wei Sixian's elders died early, and the environment he lived in when he was young was very problematic. Even if he had billions of assets under his name, he was different from the normal rich second generation. In addition to daily necessities, the things he bought were all gourd baby seeds, elf meal, living Buddha's secret elixir, cultivation method, ghost-killing thunder talisman... It was suffocating.

"Add 50,000, and the result will be available within three days." Lawyer Lin easily found Jiang Yao's file, but it was not easy to start. He needed to add some money to get through some levels.

Si Qingyan transferred the money to the other party without hesitation, and then continued to look at the advertising slogans of those online stores. In the future, he would also open an online store to sell real goods and learn from the other party's experience of making things look like a rainbow fart.

As soon as Lawyer Lin received the transfer, he immediately became energetic. He got the wool of the fat sheep and could start working!

"Don't worry, boss, we will find out the result in the shortest time." Lawyer Lin was very sensible.

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Neither Si Qingyan nor Jiang Yao needed to eat, and it was soon evening. The ultra-high-definition TV in the living room was playing a variety show, and a group of beautiful and cute boys were playing. Jiang Yao glanced at the TV from time to time while memorizing words, and he didn't know how many he remembered...

Si Qingyan also looked at it from time to time. He didn't quite understand the jokes of the show and thought it was very weird... But he also remembered a lot of fashionable words here and there. No matter where you are, you have to integrate into it and live well.

The alarm clock rang at 1:50 in the morning. Si Qingyan changed her clothes and went out.

"Master, what are you going to do?" Jiang Yao looked at Si Qingyan's slender back eagerly.

"Practice driving."

"Can you take me with you?" Jiang Yao looked at Si Qingyan with a look of autumn water.

"Have you finished memorizing the words?" Si Qingyan smiled coldly, turned away under Jiang Yao's desperate gaze, and added when she was about to close the door,

"Remember to open the door when I come back."

"Okay, Master, I wish you a..." Before Jiang Yao finished speaking, Si Qingyan slammed the door shut.

After going out, Si Qingyan felt something following him again.

It wasn't Jiang Yao.

There are other ghosts in this school...

When Si Qingyan looked back, he didn't see anything, but found that there was another window on the second floor of the building where he lived. Who moved in... It's so late and he's still not sleeping, he's really bold.

This place has almost become an empty campus, without any extra sounds.

The temperature dropped quickly at night. Si Qingyan wore a thin black windbreaker and walked alone on the dark path. The wind was strong, making the leaves rustle. The cicadas that were not dead chirped intermittently, which was cold and weird.

The old campus will be sold at the end of the year. The new students this year did not live here, and the previous students also moved to the new campus. The school was very empty. In order to save money, the street lights were not turned on during this period. Fortunately, the moonlight was beautiful tonight. Si Qingyan could see the surrounding roads and her own shadow.

The thing behind was getting closer and closer, and Si Qingyan could even hear the other party's footsteps.

Knock knock——

The thing was getting closer and closer, and the footsteps were particularly clear at this moment.

A large dark cloud floated from somewhere, blocking the moonlight above.

The other party should be wearing high heels, knocking on the stone road, crisp and empty.

Some people say that when walking on the road in the middle of the night, don't look back, because the light on your shoulder will go out, and it is easy to be possessed by evil things.

Wei Sixian was dead, and Si Qingyan had already possessed him, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

When he turned around, he saw a woman in a red dress grinning from behind.

Her body was bloated, her tongue was stretched out long, her head was sunken, and her hair was sparse and stuck to her face. She could only be described as horrible.

But she didn't have the ACD number in mind. She smiled tenderly, chuckled, and asked faintly:

"Am I beautiful?"

Si Qingyan took out her mobile phone and scanned the bicycle on the side of the road.

"Ding-unlocked successfully!"

Si Qingyan got on the bicycle, mastered the skills of controlling it almost instinctively, and pedaled quickly.

The ferocious expression of the woman behind her was stiff.

"Am I beautiful! Am I beautiful!! Am I beautiful!!!"

She chased after Si Qingyan, her high heels thumping on the ground, very persistent.

Si Qingyan felt the freedom and joy of riding a bicycle at night, and did not look back.

"Dingling Dingling--"

The woman suddenly accelerated, surpassed Si Qingyan, and opened her arms to block him.