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On the way back to Tang Zhi Jia, no one spoke. Yan Kongyue kept flipping a gold coin between her fingers.
Finally, the car stopped outside Tang Zhi Jia's building.
"Xiao He, you stay here with Zhi Zhi. If anything comes up, just call," Yan Kongyue instructed.
"Okay!"
Watching the two leave, Yan Kongyue rolled up the car window and said to Lin Qian, "Let's go check out Tang Yuan's school."
At this time, school should be letting out, right? Lin Qian glanced at the setting sun, a bit puzzled by Yan Kongyue's intentions. If Fourth Brother were in the driver's seat, he definitely wouldn't have asked like that.
"Alright!" Lin Qian decided not to question further. She quickly opened her phone's navigation app, input the destination, and set off.
Yan Kongyue took out her phone and dialed Lin Zhuo's number.
"Hello, Yan Kongyue, what's up?"
"Second Brother, do you know about the incident at Hongyu High School?"
"Yeah, I was on-site this morning with some people. Did you find out something?"
"I'm on my way there now. Where are you?"
"I'll be there soon; let's talk when we meet."
"Okay!"
Along with Lin Zhuo was Gu Yan. Checking the time, Yan Kongyue noted that the sun had just set; it would be impossible to find any ghosts at this hour—they would have to wait until it was dark. "You must be hungry; let me take you guys out for dinner!"
"Sounds good!" The usually expressionless Yan Kongyue finally smiled; she could skip sleep but not meals.
Lin Qian parked the car, and the two of them hopped into Lin Zhuo's large SUV. The four of them found a hot pot restaurant nearby.
After getting a private room and ordering their dishes, Lin Zhuo finally spoke up: "Yan Kongyue, you still haven't told me why we came here!"
"The girl who died was Wei He's sister; we were at the police station with her today to identify the body."
Lin Zhuo nodded. "What did you find out?"
When I accompanied Lin Qian to identify the bodies, I didn’t see any spirits. They must still be at the school. However, given how tragically she died, the resentment might have already led her to follow the murderer last night.
Tang Yuan is a freshman, and with such a major incident happening, the school has given a day off. There won't be anyone at school for the next three days?
Hmm!
Yan Kongyue didn’t say anything. Even if Tang Yuan’s spirit didn’t follow the murderer last night, it would eventually seek him out.
Lin Qian couldn’t find a chance to speak and was afraid of saying something wrong that would make her disliked. She desperately served Yan Kongyue more hot pot.
“Captain, when we were taking notes, there was a girl who seemed hesitant and wanted to say something. The principal kept wandering around us, but when I tried to find her after the principal left, she had already gone home.”
Lin Zhuo took a bite of the cooked meat and said, “The principal was so eager to give us a day off; there must be something wrong. I heard that the son of one of the school board members is in his second year. I’ll visit his house tomorrow.”
Hongyu High School is owned by the Su Family. Is it really okay for us to go there?
What’s wrong with that? We are carrying out official duties; he has an obligation to cooperate. Besides, I am from the Lin Family—does he dare do anything to me?
Hehe, that’s true! For both public and private reasons, he has to cooperate!
You go visit that girl Chang Wei tomorrow; I’ll handle things with the Su Family.
Sure!
Second Brother, we might have to pay a visit to the Su Family later tonight. Yan Kongyue finally put down her chopsticks after finishing a shrimp.
After dinner, Lin Zhuo led a few people around to the back of the hot pot restaurant and stopped at a tall wall.
“Brother, where is this?”
“This is the back wall of the school; there are no cameras here. If you climb over, you’ll reach the school office building. Just stay in the car and wait for our call.” Lin Zhuo had already checked all the camera positions when he was at the scene this morning.
“Why?”
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