Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

Jiang Ge hid his discovery in his heart and did not say it out loud.

He shined a flashlight into the girls' toilet and raised his legs to go inside.

Shan Yi was a little scared, "Well, should we just go in like this?"

"if not?"

Jiang Ge suddenly felt regretful. He felt that Shan Yi was holding him back.

"If you feel scared, you can leave first, and we can just stay and investigate."

Shan Yi's Adam's apple rolled. He didn't know if his desire to find Wei Zifei's murderer was too strong. He said nothing and followed behind with pursed lips.

The girls' restroom does not have a door. Instead, it has a corner. When you turn in, you will find the sink.

There are three ceramic sinks on the sink. There are traces of black and gray dirt on them. I don't know if two of them are broken and they are dripping water.

The reason why there was no sound was because there seemed to be a black strip of cloth hanging from the water outlet, and the water flowed out along the strip of cloth, making the ground wet.

There was a musty smell in the air.

The flashlight light swept across the sink, and Jiang Ge continued to walk inside.

Zhu Baishao wrapped the black windbreaker tightly around her body, and the fingers exposed at the cuffs were white and slender. Under the dim light, her outline already had the curves of a graceful female figure.

She looked at Jiang Ge in front of her, suppressed her thoughts of teasing him for the time being, and began to observe her surroundings.

Some of the white door panels of the toilet were open, while others were closed. Jiang Ge pushed them open one by one, and the door creaked.

But after they checked the last compartment, they found nothing unusual.

In the name of looking for ghosts, Jiang Ge couldn't help but frown.

He couldn't figure out for a moment whether it was because there were too many of them, or...

With the movement of turning around, Jiang Ge swept the edge of the flashlight over Zhu Baishao, and then found that she had walked to the small window at the end of the toilet and was looking out quietly.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ge didn't notice Zhu Baishao's abnormal figure and walked over quickly.

In his mind, Zhu Baishao's skeleton and the unknown ghost are both supernatural phenomena, so they should have something in common.

For example...the ability to sense the other party.

Zhu Baishao pointed out the window.

Jiang Ge looked over. Before he could speak, Shan Yi, who had been trying to reduce his presence, said, "Help me take revenge...?!"

Someone wrote a line of words with water on the glass of the small window at some point. The key is that the words are mirrored, which means that someone wrote this line of words outside the window.

But this is the fourth floor!

Some water droplets on it were still sliding down the glass like blood. These four words were obviously written not long ago.

Jiang Ge took out his cell phone to take pictures, but Shan Yi beside him turned pale. He gritted his teeth with red eyes and said, "This is Wei Zifei's handwriting!"

Jiang Ge did not go to see Shan Yi.

Ever since he found the puddle of water at the door, he had speculated that the ghost might be a water ghost, and among the victims found so far, the most likely one was Wei Zifei.

Shan Yi looked around, in a daze, and murmured: "Wei Zifei was killed, and she asked me to help her take revenge..."

At this time, the faucet at the entrance suddenly made a gurgling sound, and Jiang Ge immediately ran over there.

Shan Yi also ran after him.

From the moment I came here until now, no one has touched the faucet, and the plug of the ceramic basin has not been plugged. At this time, the water flowing out of the faucet cannot drain smoothly, and the water surface rises strangely.

Shan Yi held his breath for a moment.

There was no emotion in Jiang Ge's cold eyes, so he just watched quietly.

Zhu Baishao also walked behind Jiang Ge, stretched out a small hand, and gently grabbed the shirt around his waist.

Jiang Ge felt the movement and just took a step back, getting closer to Zhu Baishao.

He actually couldn't figure out how she could have all kinds of emotions when she was just a skeleton with no body, no heart, no brain.

Does the soul really exist?

The water surface slowly rose to the top, and the water flow from the faucet became smaller and became a trickle again.

The black cloth strips that were originally in the faucet also scattered into strands in the water, floating slowly.

Jiang Ge thought to himself that he had indeed seen it right before, that it was hair.

Shan Yi seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, staring at the pool and whispering Wei Zifei's name.

Another drop of water slowly dripped from the faucet. The moment the water dropped in the air, time seemed to slow down. A feeling of coldness and suffocation came over them. A low and hoarse female voice came faintly to the ears of the three of them, "Help me take revenge." , or I will kill you."

Ding-dong-

A drop of water falls into the pool and creates a new ripple.

Shan Yi didn't know whether he was frightened or what, he froze on the spot.

Jiang Ge calmly pushed up his glasses frame, "Are you Wei Zifei?"

"You asked us to help you take revenge, but now there are no clues for investigation. Why don't you just tell me who the murderer is."

"Wouldn't it be possible to solve the case faster if we have a definite target and then look for evidence?"

"And, since you can kill us, why don't you take revenge by killing the murderer yourself?"

Shan Yi turned to look at him in horror, as if he didn't expect Jiang Ge, a policeman, to accept the fact that Wei Zifei had become a ghost faster than him.

He also choked with ghosts and said such words.

Sure enough, in the next second, the doors of each stall in the toilet automatically flapped and flapped without any wind, making a noisy sound.

The water flow from the faucet suddenly increased and began to overflow the ceramic basin, dripping onto the ground. What seemed to be flowing was not water, but scarlet blood.

The atmosphere in the toilet became even more depressing, and the bone-chilling cold invaded from the feet up.

Jiang Ge didn't take it seriously. He continued: "Did you do the things that Li Yiyi and Liu Jia disappeared from your school before?"

As the question came out, the water on the ground seemed to have become self-aware and began to squirm on the floor, like earthworms, slowly forming a few words:

They deserve it! They deserve to die!

The word "death" was huge, getting redder and redder, and even smelled of blood. It was full of resentment and looked particularly scary when illuminated by a flashlight.

Jiang Ge nodded, still extremely calm, and said, "Are they related to your death? Or did they once have the opportunity to save you, but chose not to save you?"

More and more water overflowed from the sink on the sink, and more and more water accumulated on the ground. Soon there was no place to write.

Zhu Baishao admired Jiang Ge's courage. She had been hiding behind him, and now she slowly poked half of her head out to observe secretly.

Until she caught a glimpse of an extra pair of feet behind a bathroom stall door.

"Dr. Jiang, she is there!"

A sweet and soft female voice suddenly sounded beside them, obviously startling the two men who were already concentrating.

As soon as the name Doctor Jiang came out, Jiang Ge had an inexplicable intuition that it was Zhu Baishao who was speaking.

Jiang Ge didn't have time to think about why the skeleton of Zhu Baishao suddenly spoke, and the flashlight shined directly in the direction she was pointing.