I went to No. 18 Middle School overnight, and Chen Xiaoqiu was already at the gate of No. 18 Middle School.
The fire has been put out and the fire brigade is busy. People who looked like school leaders were standing outside, worried.
I looked at the disappearing teaching building stupidly, feeling that I was still dreaming.
"Every building... every building..." I stuttered.
"You didn't dream about anything?" Chen Xiaoqiu grabbed my arm.
I shook my head.
Chen Xiaoqiu asked me this question several times in the car.
The police car drove over and I saw Chen Xiaoqiu's brother-in-law. Chen Xiaoqiu also noticed it, and his body suddenly froze.
Uncle Chen's glance made my scalp tingle. He did not come over, but went to the front scene to communicate with the fire brigade.
I asked Chen Xiaoqiu in a low voice: "What's going on? What does your uncle know?"
"He is suspicious." Chen Xiaoqiu lowered his eyes and released his grip on me.
This is not surprising, anyone should be suspicious, not to mention that Chen Xiaoqiu's brother-in-law is the police chief who has made countless achievements and is more sensitive than ordinary people. Aunt Wang's case, Captain Wan's incident, and this time there was another weird incident in No. 18 Middle School. Chen Xiaoqiu couldn't find a reasonable excuse at all.
I feel guilty.
"I'm sorry, it's all because of helping me that you got involved in this. What are you... going to do?" I asked.
I don’t mind Chen Xiaoqiu telling her uncle what happened, but can her uncle believe it? You won’t think of me as a member of a cult, right? I felt uneasy, somewhat uncomfortable facing a police chief. However, there is nothing suspicious about me, and I am more likely to be regarded as a lunatic than a cult.
"Let's talk about it later." Chen Xiaoqiu was rarely perfunctory, his face was ugly, and his eyes were still panicked.
We weren’t the only ones watching the fun. There are two residential areas around. We didn't see the fire, but people around us said that the building burned like a huge pillar of fire. We could see it from a distance. After someone called the fire brigade, the sound of fire trucks and fire extinguishers increased. The comments from the lively spectators attracted more onlookers. I also saw reporters in the crowd, interviewed the fire brigade and school leaders, and then came to interview the masses, so I was very busy.
"Did you see anything?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked me.
I stared at the ruins for a long time, but saw nothing. I don't know if it was because of the darkness or because the thirty-four ghosts didn't show up.
"Do you still remember what Wang Hongzhang said?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked again.
I looked at Chen Xiaoqiu.
"That is their shelter and the place where they are imprisoned." Chen Xiaoqiu said quietly.
My first reaction was that if Chen Xiaoqiu had my weird ability, she must be better than me. My second reaction was that my heart beat faster and I broke out in cold sweat.
"Where does Qin Yijuan live?" I asked quickly.
Chen Xiaoqiu looked at her brother-in-law, took out her cell phone and made a call.
My thoughts became stronger, but if I think about it carefully, if Chen Xiaoqiu had my ability, wouldn't it be a disaster for her? I never think this ability is a good thing, nor do I think I have become a superman.
Uncle Chen took out his cell phone, took a look at it, said something to the people around him, and walked aside.
Chen Xiaoqiu also pulled me aside, avoiding the crowd, "Uncle, can you help me check on someone? Qin Yijuan, a teacher at No. 18 Middle School, an important witness in the previous suicide case. ... I just want to check on it. , you tell me her address first, and I will give you an explanation of this later."
After a while, Chen Xiaoqiu hung up the phone and got into her car with me. The text message on his mobile phone rang. Chen Xiaoqiu took a look and started the car.
"Let me explain it to your uncle," I said.
"How can you explain it?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked.
I was speechless for a moment. If I want to be as capable as Aoba, I'll catch a ghost to prove myself. Now... "Whether he believes it or not, it's just an explanation. Just think that you have gone astray and been deceived."
Chen Xiaoqiu glanced at me sideways, his eyes seeming to say, "Even you can deceive me."
I leaned back in my chair depressedly.
Qin Yijuan's home is near No. 18 Middle School, and the car quickly arrived at the community.
When the two of us arrived downstairs at Qin Yijuan's house and faced the closed iron door, we realized a problem.
I took a few steps back and looked up to count the floors. I didn't see the fire or hear the screams.
"You can get in the car and go to sleep." Chen Xiaoqiu suggested.
"How can I sleep?" I smiled bitterly.
Chen Xiaoqiu raised her hand. Her hands are beautiful, with slender fingers, fair skin, and beautiful and healthy pink nails.
My admiring eyes were quickly blown away by what Chen Xiaoqiu said.
"I can knock you out. Don't worry, I've learned how to strike with caution."
I believe that Chen Xiaoqiu is more measured in his actions, at least more measured than Guo Yujie, but I am grateful for her proposal.
"Being knocked unconscious and falling asleep are two different things." Looking at Chen Xiaoqiu's serious expression, I couldn't help but want to retreat.
While we were in a stalemate, I heard the sound of a car.
Chen Xiaoqiu and I turned our heads together and saw a familiar police car driving over. Chen Xiaoqiu's uncle got out of the car, and two uniformed policemen got out of the car at the same time. They looked at us with scrutiny.
Chen Xiaoqiu put down his hands in embarrassment, like a child caught in the wrong place, and murmured: "Uncle."
The policemen looked at each other.
Uncle Chen looked at me without changing his expression and nodded to the policemen, "You go ahead and do your work."
The police walked past us and rang the doorbell. After waiting for a while, someone turned off the doorbell and asked "Who is it" sleepily and in a grumpy tone. The police identified themselves and the iron door was opened. After the two of them entered, there were only three of us left in front of the building.
"Chen Yihan." Uncle Chen extended his hand to me and introduced himself, "Thank you for taking care of my niece."
I held that hand stiffly, and after hearing Chen Yihan's last words, my heart went cold, and I said bravely: "You're welcome. I have troubled her several times and asked her for help. Thank you also for giving me some help." Trouble."
The corners of Chen Yihan's lips were slightly raised, but there was no trace of a smile. The strength and time of the handshake were just right, and then he withdrew his hand.
"Uncle, you guys..." Chen Xiaoqiu looked back at Lou.
"Such a big thing happened in No. 18 Middle School, and the police station wants to ask Qin Yijuan to assist in the investigation." Chen Yihan said.
This sounds reasonable, if you don't take into account the time in the middle of the night.
Qin Yijuan was very cooperative. After we exchanged a few words, two policemen took her down.
This was the second time I met Qin Yijuan, and I was more impressed by her figure. Her old-fashioned voice, steady and reliable, made people feel that it was not easy to get close to her. This time I saw her face clearly. She was wearing simple casual clothes, not a suit, but she still felt so serious and rigid, not angry or authoritative. She has deep nasolabial folds and droopy corners of her mouth. At first glance, one would think that this person is angry.
My eyes moved behind Qin Yijuan.
Her relatives did not follow, the corridor was empty, and there was no burning person as I expected.