He didn't expect that they would ask this question, and it was related to what he planned to investigate.

"I've heard about that..."

"Is it true? How did you die?"

Ye Jin and Wang Yongzhao immediately became interested in the matter, but Leng Yan realized that Li Guoxin and Chen Baiping seemed to know some inside information, and they seemed less excited.

Even from Li Guoxin's dull eyes, Leng Yan could see a bit of sadness.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This time he encountered something new.

Every supernatural incident in the past was more or less caused by ignorance. This time, it was better. The contestants on the debate team seemed to know about the tragedy that happened that year, and they could still sit here calmly. It is really not easy.

He opened his thin lips and was about to say something. After a while, the teacher in charge of training came.

The topic had to be stopped. The female teacher in charge of the lecture was also a contestant on the campus debate team that year. She had also participated in national debate competitions. She had rich experience and her lectures were lively.

Leng Yan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and quickly sent a text message to Qian Shuang. At this time, Qian Shuang, who was resting in Leng Yan's apartment in University Town, immediately came to the school after receiving the text message.

[The paranormal event ranked sixth on the list is probably about to wake up. Let’s check the whereabouts of Aikoko’s ghost. 】

Ai Keke was the debate team player who committed suicide that year.

It is said to be a suicide, but there are also doubts about this unsolved case.

As a seed player that year, Ai Keke was found hanging in the training room the day before the competition, and what strangled her was a microphone cord. At that time, the school was in short supply of wireless microphones, like small microphones pinned to the collar.

It was almost non-existent. Students mostly used cheap wired microphones to train for debate speeches, but no one expected that this microphone would kill Ai Keke.

Judging from the contents of the diary left by Jiang Yi, Ai Keke did not die of suicide, but died of a curse.

A curse left by a ghost!

School has not yet started, and the campus is deserted. As early spring arrives, even the air is filled with the smell of dew.

Xia Qianshuang walked alone on the deserted campus, her clean footsteps falling on the bluestone road with crisp echoes. After a while, her beautiful figure appeared in front of the multimedia teaching building where the lecture class was located... This was

The first place she planned to investigate was where Ai Keke died three years ago.

Looking calmly at the big lock on the glass door of the multimedia teaching building, Xia Qianshuang reached out and pushed it, and the door creaked open. The remaining magic filled the air, sending out sparks like collisions, and in the end, a piece of green was left behind.

Smoke, this is a good sign, it means that the evil spirits lingering here have never harmed anyone.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianshuang couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and quickly walked into the room.

The multimedia teaching building is different from other teaching buildings. Although it is only five stories high, it is the only teaching building in the school with an elevator.

Of course, Xia Qianshuang would never choose to take the elevator.

Just as she was about to turn left to go to the stairwell, she suddenly heard a ding beside her. The elevator automatically stopped on the first floor and opened!

There was no one in the elevator, and the dim lights flickered on.

Seeing this, Xia Qianshuang couldn't help but frown, a glimmer of light flashed in her black eyes, she slowly stepped forward and stepped into the elevator...
Chapter completed!