At this moment, Wu Shanshan's face was already a little sharp, and she clenched her fists. "Binhai Canadian International School, a first-year high school girl, Shang Wenfei, committed suicide by jumping into the lake a week ago. Yan Yi happened to be in this aristocratic school and was also a teacher in swimming class... Will Shang Wenfei's death be related to Yan Yi?"

Now, it’s just speculation that Huang Xiaolong and Wu Shanshan have a scale claw. There is no direct evidence to prove that Shang Wenfei’s death is related to Yan Yi.

Of course, if Huang Xiaolong makes the drowning ghost Shang Wenfei appear in a ghost shape and ask it in person, he will know the answer.

However, the image of the drowning ghost is too terrifying. Huang Xiaolong doesn't want to scare Wu Shanshan, so she can go back to bed and have nightmares.

Huang Xiaolong glanced at Shang Wenfei who was silently stunned, and then smiled at Wu Shanshan. "Fatty, please investigate this matter slowly, but don't draw conclusions so early."

"Damn it!" Wu Shanshan gritted her teeth. "Yan Yi, this guy, has been so attentive to me these days, and has shown a graceful temperament everywhere... Although I don't like him and don't have any feelings for him, it is undeniable that he is still a very excellent man. But... if it is really him, he has made a girl in her first year of high school and killed him, resulting in a single corpse and two lives... Then he is a beast! No! Even beasts are not as good as beasts!"

"Hahaha, fat man, you are quite righteous." Huang Xiaolong smiled, "Okay, I think I will tell you the answer in a few days."

Huang Xiaolong thought to himself, just take the drowning ghost Shang Wenfei back and interrogate it carefully.

"Xiaolong, you... can you find any evidence?" Wu Shanshan asked anxiously. "It would be great if there was evidence. Shang Wenfei, classmate, can't die unjustly like this. No matter whether Yan Yi was harmed or not, the real murderer must be found... Well, that is, the father of the child in her belly."

Just then, Wu Shanshan’s cell phone ringing.

She took out her cell phone and looked at it, whispered to Huang Xiaolong. "My dad called it."

Answer the call.

"Dad, why did you call me? It's still early...why? Yan Yi found my house? And his parents also came? I was so fainted!" Wu Shanshan looked unhappy.

Hang up the phone.

"Xiaolong, Yan Yi, took his parents to visit my house. My parents told me to go back immediately." Wu Shanshan's face turned pale. "It's just right! I'll go back now and question Yan Yi in person, about Shang Wenfei! If it was really what he did, I'll arrest him directly! Let him go to jail!"

"Uh..." Huang Xiaolong was speechless. "Fatty, why are you not wise at all? You are simply a reckless man! Oh, no, you are a reckless woman... If you ask him about such a thing, can he tell the truth? I tell you, you'd better not mention it at all and not alert the snake, right?"

"Oh," Wu Shanshan thought for a while, and felt that Huang Xiaolong's words were very reasonable, so she nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, yes, you are really my think tank... Yes, I'm just pretending not to know about this, and when we get the evidence, we will arrest Yan Yi and let him go to jail! This time, if I don't sentence him to life imprisonment, I'm not Wu Shanshan!"

"Ruan Wife!" Huang Xiaolong smiled speechlessly.

Wu Shanshan has this kind of personality and a hot temper, but Huang Xiaolong quite likes her straightforward personality.

At that moment, Wu Shanshan stood up and walked out of the private room. "Xiaolong, why don't you go home with me... Then, my parents have been talking about you recently, asking you to go over for dinner... They... They miss you very much."

"Oh, fat man, I can't go there today." Huang Xiaolong looked at Shang Wenfei from the corner of his eyes.

"Then you whatever you want. I'll leave first." A faint expression of loss flashed through Wu Shanshan's eyes. In fact, she really wanted Huang Xiaolong to accompany her to go home.

Wu Shanshan went home.

Huang Xiaolong also called the waiter to check out.

After that, he took Shang Wenfei and walked towards the community.

"I think you should have a great grievance, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so resentful, and you're still pestering Yan Yi even if you become a ghost..." Huang Xiaolong said to Shang Wenfei with a smile.

Shang Wenfei raised her empty eyes and looked at Huang Xiaolong.

"But you don't have to rush to say that you'll go to my house and say it slowly. Don't worry, bad people will be punished." Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.

Soon, Huang Xiaolong took the drowning ghost Shang Wenfei to the door of his villa.

Under the reflection of street lights, two men were standing at the door of the villa, as if waiting for Huang Xiaolong to return home.

"Who are you? Why are you standing at my doorstep?" Huang Xiaolong walked up to ask.

"Ah, you are Mr. Huang, are you?" A middle-aged man with a handsome appearance walked towards him. Another middle-aged man walked behind him, like a follower.

Huang Xiaolong looked closely and saw the middle-aged man walking in front of him, with a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a straight and prosperous palace.

In Huang Xiaolong's opinion, although it was at night now, a purple air swelled above the person's head, and purple air represented official energy and noble energy.

This purple air formed a protective umbrella, which was airtight to protect the middle-aged man from being invaded by ordinary evil spirits.

‘Ha~ This guy should be an official, and he is a high-ranking official. I don’t know what to do with me.’ Huang Xiaolong smiled in his heart.

But he was not afraid at all. So what about the people in the officialdom? In the eyes of the only ghost messenger in the world, all living beings are ants, nothing more than some ants are stronger and some ants are weaker.

At this time, Shang Wenfei seemed a little afraid of the purple aura lingering on the middle-aged man, and shrank slightly.

Huang Xiaolong simply took out the ghost tube and temporarily included Shang Wenfei in it.

"Mr. Huang is really young and promising." The middle-aged man politely said.

"Speak directly if you have something to do." Huang Xiaolong was a little impatient.

"Young man, be kind of polite." The follower who followed the middle-aged man scolded Huang Xiaolong.

"Oh?" Huang Xiaolong glanced at the man and sneered. "I am the man, this is the temper. If you don't like it, leave quickly."

"You!!!" The follower's face changed and he was about to do it.

"Ziqin, shut up." The middle-aged man turned around and glared at the follower. He immediately looked at Huang Xiaolong and sorted out his words. "Mr. Huang, I heard the security guards discussing what happened to you last night at your house... Haha... Unexpectedly, Mr. Huang turned this famous haunted house in the coastal area into a treasure... That... is..."

The middle-aged man was a little hesitant and wanted to speak but stopped.

Obviously, with his status, it would be extremely unfavorable to ask Huang Xiaolong for advice on ghosts and gods.

The reason why he came to find Huang Xiaolong today was that he was in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

"Why are you not happy at all?" Huang Xiaolong shook his head, "I look at your face. The children's palace is weak and weak, and there are evil moles and twill patterns. Is there something wrong with the children in the family? Also, although you are protecting your official energy, there is still a flash of black hair in the Palace of Illness. This will not have any impact on you for the time being, but for a long time, there will be a bloody disaster and will affect your career."

As soon as this said, the middle-aged man and the follower behind him were trembling and stunned!
Chapter completed!