I watched the two police officers leave, and I stood on the grass, feeling complicated.

I imagined what I would do if I encountered something today a month ago?

I have no choice!

I could only be handcuffed by the police like a grandson and locked up in a small dark room. Maybe I was beaten up or was beaten up directly. But no matter what, these two policemen could not be polite to me like today, or even respectful.

This is the power of power!

When you are in power and have power, even if you are in ragged clothes and begging on the roadside, there are still hundreds of officials bowing and thousands of people kneeling to welcome you.

I don’t know what Yan Wushuang does at home, and I don’t know what kind of energy her father has, but at this moment, I have extremely longing and yearning for this energy.

I went to the school’s convenience store to buy a pack of cigarettes. I squatted under the street light, coughing and vomiting, and smoking non-stop.

I told myself over and over again that one day, I will be as willful and domineering as Yan Wushuang, and I can shout arrogantly at the enemy who bullies my friend, "Who dares to touch my master, I will find a hundred people to chop him up..."

I didn't sleep all night, and after I arrived in Xiyang City, I had insomnia for the first time.

In the morning, news of Chen Jian's death had spread throughout the school. Everyone knew that Chen Jian was drowned in the washbasin.

That's right!

It's just drowning in the washbasin.

He washed in the bathroom at night, went in from 10 o'clock, and stayed for two hours.

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the people in the dormitory joked: "Chen Jian, are you giving birth to a baby in the toilet?"

Before this person finished speaking, a miserable cry of a baby actually came from the toilet.

Several people in the dormitory were so scared that they suddenly shook, staring at each other with big eyes and pricking their ears to listen.

The dormitory was as quiet as if it was dead, and the dim lights in the corridor shone in, making the dormitory even more mottled and dim. Just when everyone thought they were wrong, the baby's crying sounded again in the toilet.

This time, one after another, crying non-stop.

A timid person in the dormitory called him mom on the spot, and he was so scared that he ran away.

The other two plucked up their courage to push open the bathroom door bit by bit and shone it in with their cell phone lights. Chen Jian was sitting in the washbasin and cried so hard. The baby's crying sound actually came from Chen Jian's mouth.

A roommate breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Chen Jian, you are so scared that I am so scared. What's the name of a ghost in the middle of the night?"

Chen Jian opened his mouth and bit off one of his fingers, which was bloody and creaked with bones.

The roommate sat on the ground in a frightened state, and the other person looked pale and vomited directly.

People in the dormitory next door ran over when they heard the noise.

But the door of the dormitory was locked inside at some point.

The people outside smashed the door desperately, but they couldn't open it.

The two roommates inside seemed to have been hit by a fixed mantra, and they could not even move a finger.

Chen Jian seemed to be performing, smiling strangely while gnawing out his ten fingers.

The bones were thick and bloody, and then he lay his head in the basin. The water in the basin was only five centimeters high, but his head seemed to be under a heavy burden and could not be lifted at all. His legs kicked around, and after a few minutes, he died with his eyes closed.

The two roommates can move.

The people outside also smashed the dormitory door open.

Everyone was so scared that their hair stood on their backs when they saw Chen Jian!

The toilet was covered with blood. Chen Jian widened his eyes when he died, and was extremely frightened...

After a long time, everyone called 120 and called the police, and notified the counselor to notify the counselor.

The school leaders attached great importance to it, and the police also attached great importance to it. Five police officers were immediately dispatched to come, carefully inspect the scene, and inquire about confessions.

I guess I had a holiday with Chen Jian, and I asked about it at that time.

But it doesn't matter, even if you suspect me, it's useless.

Because I have evidence of being absent.

If there is really a master Taoist priest who intervenes, it doesn't matter. Chen Jian was really killed by a ghost baby, so I didn't do it.

God knows, earth knows, I know, Yan Wushuang knows, and no one knows the details of this.

I called Jiang Yuhan, told them about the general situation and told them that they were safe.

Then he called Yan Wushuang, but the result was that the computer was turned off. Forget it, there was no need to contact her, so it would be fine if you contact her later.

I rolled up the quilt, had insomnia yesterday, and today I was ready to make up for it.

In a daze, the ringtone of the cell phone woke me up.

Jiang Yuhan's voice sounded opposite: "Hey! Where are you?"

Me: "What's wrong with the dormitory?"

Jiang Yuhan: "Come to the gate, speed."

Me: "Where do I go? I haven't slept all night and am so sleepy."

Jiang Yuhan: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!"

This girl hung up the phone neatly without waiting for me to object.

I looked at the time and it was only twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Are you making yarn? Where are you going in the morning when I asked me to go? Should I kill the ghost baby? This girl intends to reward me and have a fight with me?

I jumped out of the bed, put on my clothes and washed my face, and brushed my teeth twice seriously.

Jiang Yuhan's car was parked at the gate. Liu Jiatong was picked up by her family in the morning. Of course, her twin sister Jiang Yumeng was in the car. There was another person in the car. I have seen this person, the female secretary who was by Jiang Wenchuan, with a good appearance and a good figure, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, not sexy, but very intellectual.

The female secretary is called Che Qian.

Che Qian took us to a community, which was very poetic, called "Pastoral Pastoral Song". The community is not too high-end, it is average, but it is very convenient. It only takes more than ten minutes to walk to our school.

Che Qian led us into a three-bedroom house and asked, "Xiaohan, Xiaomeng, see if you are satisfied? If not, I will find another way."

The house has been newly renovated and the furniture is also new. Although it is not big, it is very warm, tasteful and stylish.

Jiang Yuhan nodded and said, "It's already very good, thank you Sister Xixi."

Che Qian handed her the key and said with a smile: "I won't invite you to dinner today. There are a lot of things in the company. There will be an important meeting later. Your father is not here these days, so I want to keep an eye on it..."

Jiang Yuhan: "It's okay, Sister Qianxi, you're busy with yours. Everything is packed here, so don't bother you."

Che Qian said goodbye and left.

I haven't figured out what's going on yet.

Jiang Yumeng asked: "Brother Huang Quan, do you like this house?"

I was stunned: "I bought it for me? No, no... I won't receive any reward without merit. This gift is too expensive... I dare not ask for it..."

Jiang Yumeng snorted and covered her mouth and started to laugh.

Jiang Yuhan gave me a blank look: "Hey... it's time to wake up, this dream is made of. Who said that I bought a house for you? From now on, the three of us will live here."

I was a little confused: "What? The three of us? You, me, Xiao Meng?"

Jiang Yumeng: "Brother Huang Quan, it's not us three, otherwise who else will be there?"

Me: "It means that you sisters, you will live with me in the future!"
Chapter completed!