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Zhou Taifu stood in front of an archive shelf, looking somewhat strange, with Yu Wen standing beside him.
It was very dark here, the only light ing from the mobile phone in Yu Wen's hand.
Their faces were hidden in the darkness.
“How could this be?” Yu Wen gazed at the se before her, her delicate brows furrowing, her previous ess gone.
The archive shelf was divided into four yers, from top to bottom.
Except for the first yer, which showed no signs of disturbahe other three yers were in disarray, with several broer bags scattered on the floor.
Zhou Taifu squatted down and touched the paper bags.
There was no dust on them, indig they had been disturbed retly.
In other words, this mess was made by Luo Yi.
It seemed he had taken the clues about the female ghost from here.
But… they had just searched this area again and found nothing.
Zhou Taifu slowly stood up, his voice cold. “It seems the ghost has taken the clues away.”
This was the st thing he wao see.
Midnight tomorrow was the final deadline.
They didn't have much time left.
“Let’s go,” Yu Wen said without hesitation, turning to leave.
Zhou Taifu followed her, hesitating. “Where to? The equipmeer?”
“C building, music .”
After closing the door, the two quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, and the area returo a dead silence.
A few minutes passed.
A very faint scratg sound arose as a closed door ushed open a crack.
This door was located directly opposite the archives.
It looked inspicuous.
After a while, a bloodshot eye slowly emerged from the cra the door.
The eye looked around before turning its head, softly calling, “Doctor, they’ve left.”
Jiang g sat up from a dusty rattan chair, first brushing off the dust from his pants, and tucked a broer bag under his arm.
Upon closer iion, there were bloodstains on one er of the paper bag.
“Doctor,” the chubby man gulped, looking at Jiang g with a fttering and admiring expression, “you’re really amazing. How did you know they would e to the archives for clues?”
“Luo Yi was repced by a ghost; they naturally would think he died in the archives and thus suspect he might have found some important clues before being silenced by the ghost,” Jiang g replied simply.
“But…” The chubby man pondered for a moment before looking up and asking, “How did they firm Luo Yi was impersonated by the ghost without a camera?”
Jiang g held the broer bag in his hand, the seal already torn open, indig Luo Yi had looked inside.
“It’s the mirror,” he turhe paper bag upside down, and a small booklet slid out. Jiang g flipped it open casually and replied, “I saw Zhang Yinyi before; you verify a ghost through the refle in the mirror.”
Upon hearing Jiang g mention Zhang Yinyin, the chubby man suddenly realized he hadn’t seen her earlier.
“Doctor,” he looked towards the door, his torahat Zhang Yinyin split off from them.”
“Mm.” Jiang g nodded, gng toward the door as if his gaze could pee it ahe outside. After a moment, he said, “Time’s running out.”
Though he didn’t uand Jiang g’s words, the chubby man instinctively felt there were some profound and plex issues iwined in this.
He also uood that even if he asked, Jiang g wouldn’t expin.
He was a strange maremely self-absorbed.
On the way here, when Jiang g grabbed his colr and looked down at him, he felt as if the tter might kill him.
“Doctor,” he carefully ged the subject, stretg his ned asking about the booklet in Jiang g’s hand, “what’s written in there?”
Jiang g casually handed over the booklet.
It was small, not very thick even including the cover, and had the words “2009 Dance Department Student Files” embossed in gold on the front.
Just as Yu Wen had surmised, after the ghost killed Luo Yi, it took the files from his hand and put them ba their inal pce.
It ity that they wasted too much time finding their way and dealing with Zhang Yinyin.
This allowed Jiang g to get there first and take the files.
Hearing footsteps upstairs, he had hidden in the small room opposite the archives.
This room was likely on offie but well-equipped.
Jiang g’s gaze swept around the surroundings.
The only window in the room was covered with dark curtains, allowing only a little light to seep through the gap in the middle.
A deep brown bookshelf stood against the wall, o a white water-cooler.
At this moment, the water cooler was already dry.
There were four or five empty barrels on the floor, tipped over and too dirty to dis their inal color.
A few red cy pots for pnting flowers were ly lined up uhe window, but the pnts inside had long sihered away.
Right behind the chubby man was a wooden coat rack with a few garments hanging on it.
An old desk held a desk dar; Jiang g hadn’t seen one of those in a long time. He picked it up and discovered the st date marked was in December 2009.
“Doctor,” the chubby man also noticed the dar on the desk, his brow furrowing, “it seems the person in this office left in a hurry; they didn’t take anything with them.”
December 2009.
Jiang g seemed to be deep in thought.
The chubby man, holding the files, asked in fusion, “Wait, does this academy even have a dance department?”
He remembered this ecialized music academy, as the teacher whht them in had introduced it that way.
“Yuying Music Academy doesn’t have a dance department, but Yuying Art Academy does,” Jiang g replied. “That was the predecessor of this academy.”
The chubby man was momentarily taken aback.
“There’s a mention of it in the files,” Jiang g replied casually.
As he flipped through the files again, the chubby man indeed found the name of Yuying Art Academy inside.
“When did it ge its name?”
“Ten years ago. I found the archives from 2010; by then, the name had already been ged to Yuying Music Academy,” he paused and looked at the chubby man, saying meaningfully, “The dance department was also eliminated.”
The chubby ma as if he had caught a whiff of something.
The sudden renaming of the school, the disbanded dance department, the obscure files… everything seemed to indicate that a hidde y beh.
Especially when he recalled the female ghost who danced ballet.
“It must have been the girl’s death that triggered this series of ges!” the chubby man gripped the files, his toain.
(End of the Chapter)
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