After a while, the Qing University Student Union rushed over.

However, Chen Le did not stay for observation, but left quickly. He did not want to get involved in the matter related to the White-Faced Ghost.

Last time, the night warned him not to go to Jin Ruju’s hotel. Chen Le went there without authorization and almost died.

This time, the same is true. Chen Le had no doubt that the more he had contact with the white-faced ghost, the more dangerous it was.

So, he walked very decisively.

Even so, it's getting more and more uncomfortable.

He found that it was really too difficult to fight back in the face of absolute strength.

The white-faced ghost is not like the powerful oppression that can be seen with the naked eye of the tomb guardian. She is better at giving you spiritual oppression, an invisible, cruel and bloodthirsty pressure that makes people breathless.

Just like a poisonous snake, it wraps around your heart step by step, step by step, and becomes tighter and tighter, making you breathless.

What the hell is that guy trying to do?

This is Chen Le’s doubt.

He didn't understand that the White-faced Ghost was chasing people in his clan to catch the traitor, but what purpose did he have to him?

If you waste your time with yourself and don’t rush to chase that person, what is the purpose of? You must have something to do.

This problem has been bothering Chen Le down the mountain, and he finally remembered that there was another important thing.

Not only are there cannibals in Qing Da, but there are also in Jing Da.

Thinking of this, Chen Le hurried to the campus.

When he returned to school, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening, so he could only ask Ren Yeshu about the information about the two girls.

But the clues that can be obtained are extremely limited. The first girl has no idea when she disappeared because of her frequent outings, and she has made too many friends. If you contact each other, you have to pull out the entire department.

The second one is completely opposite. Every day, she lives in simplicity and goes out at three points and one line. Because she is quiet, she can also be said to be withdrawn. She likes to read books alone in the library, which leads to fewer friends, and no one knows who she has too much contact with.

This also makes it much more difficult to investigate the missing case of Kyoto University.

Because he had been thinking about the case, Chen Le politely declined the invitation of his roommate to play games all night together.

But this did not make any extra progress.

However, the next day, I accidentally received a call from Tang Xiaoqian.

At that time, Chen Legang finished breakfast in the cafeteria and was about to go to the near school to investigate.

Tang Xiaoqian suddenly called.

Strangely, after Chen Le answered the phone, he didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Le could only hear Tang Xiaoqian's slightly rapid breathing coming from the phone.

"What's wrong?... Why don't you talk? Something can't happen?"

Based on past experience, Chen Le thought that Tang Xiaoqian had encountered something again and could not handle it, so she had to help herself. After all, her ability to survive outside was 0.

"Speak directly if you have something to do. What's wrong with you? Why don't you talk?"

Chen Le waited for a long time before receiving Tang Xiaoqian's reply.

"I have always felt depressed lately and have a very bad premonition."

"Ah? Even if you say that, I don't know what happened. Can you use a more realistic method?"

Chen Le hopes that the other party can clearly explain the facts, rather than using the sixth sense to make himself guess the riddle.

Tang Xiaoqian frowned and replied, "Oh, that's that, it's very uncomfortable."

Chen Le thought for a while and asked tentatively, "That... means, is it my aunt?"

"No, I haven't come yet, wait, why should I tell you this? You are so perverted."

“…”

Chen Le was speechless, "What's wrong? Is there someone following you again?"

"I can't say it, I've been feeling very uncomfortable lately. I've had a dream."

“…”

Chen Le was actually not interested in her dreams at all, and he was anxious to find clues.

But we can't ignore Tang Xiaoqian, and ask according to the other party's question, "What dream?"

"I dreamed,"

Tang Xiaoqian said this, her tone was trembling, "I dreamed that someone, someone, reached out and walked through your chest, and then... dug out your heart."

“…”

Chen Le was silent for a moment, his face froze. He had not even sorted out the way of this matter.

After pausing for a while, he asked tentatively, "You can't have watched a horror movie again last night."

Tang Xiaoqian replied angrily, "I don't watch horror movies."

really.

If you think about it carefully, she is so brave, so she dares not watch horror movies. She usually just stays on the bed, holds the quilt, and watches Hancheng Oppa all day long.

Chen Le smiled and said, "You have thought too much. Maybe you have encountered too many bad things recently, so you have nightmares. Have a rest and take a look at your Korean drama."

"It's not a nightmare, just like, really, what's happening in front of my eyes, it's true."

"I'm dead now, so it's a dream."

"But that dream is like real, bloody. I woke up in the morning and was covered in sweat. I remember every scene clearly. It was so terrible."

Chen Le smiled and said, "Dreams are like real. If you think about things on the day and dream about things on the night, you won't want me to die, right?"

"No, you, me, you... Forget it, you're going to die, I'm too lazy to tell you."

"Okay, you can wipe your sweat first and eat something. Also, remember not to stay alone recently, not for a moment. There must be someone to accompany you next door. If there is no one, just call me, do you know?"

“…you don’t need to say.”

After Tang Xiaoqian finished speaking, she hung up Chen Le’s phone angrily.

It was not until the blind voice of "Dududu" came from the phone that Chen Le slowly put away his frozen smile and slowly put his phone in his pocket.

It was obviously very simple, and I never missed the action of putting my phone back into my pocket, and there was no reason to make a mistake, but this time, I heard a "clang" sound, and the phone was not put back into my pocket, but fell to the ground without holding it firmly. After a bump, I lay quietly on the concrete road.

Chen Le lowered his head slightly and found that his phone was lying at his feet as if he was dead, motionless.

But I immediately felt that my metaphor was quite strange. Isn’t the phone dead?

Chen Le squatted down and wanted to pick up the phone. Until he stretched out his right hand and touched the phone, he realized that his hand was trembling so slightly.

"I'm not old yet, I'm just Alzheimer's disease or polio?"

Chen Le told a joke like a self-deprecatingly, but found that he couldn't laugh at all.

There was a thought in his mind that vaguely connected some things.

“Aren’t we the best friends…”

"You won't have the heart to refuse your sister, right..."

"Don't get involved in this matter..."

"Xiaoqian is very special..."

“…”

It was as if there were many intricate lines, and he suddenly opened several of the knots, and then connected them into straight lines to lead to the result.

But in just a moment, it flashed away. When I wanted to sort out my thoughts, it seemed that all the threads were disrupted again and I could not find the source of it.

Chen Le shook his head and thought to himself, "This is just a dream. I'm thinking too much, why do you always like to think about random things and think about extra things?"
Chapter completed!