Sub-personality: "Last question, why are you helping me?"

Ye Tingbai has always believed that no one is good for no reason other than your parents. It was too strange that Nan Qing appeared in front of him when he needed help the most without making any requests.

"The college has been trying to cover up this matter. I don't want to see my students continue to die, so it's good for someone to investigate."

Seeing Nan Qing's casual appearance, the unreasonable hostility in the main character's heart became more and more intense, so he had no choice but to ask the sub-personality in his mind.

"Do you think there is something wrong with Nanqing?"

Sub-personality: "It's reasonable and well-founded, I can't see the problem, and your hostility is completely unreasonable."

Under the persuasion of reason and sub-personality, Ye Tingbai had no choice but to force himself to forget about Nan Qing and seriously consider the current case. There were more than 20 pieces of similar surveillance data in total. Ye Tingbai forwarded all of them to Xie Cai, asking for help with identification.

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Xie Cai couldn't help praising Ye Tingbai for being able to obtain internal information so quickly. The identification was also very quick. These surveillances were all real.

As for ghosts, Xie Cai completely denies it, but he does not rule out the possibility that Zhou Wenna has turned into pollutants and is bound to this teaching building. This was the ghost building in the south of the city where Si Youxu sent Ye Tingbai to in the first place.

, pollutants have been integrated with buildings, and will only appear at specific times and in specific places, somewhat similar to spirit binding.

So in order to find out Zhou Wenna's true identity, Ye Tingbai decided to have an intimate contact with her late at night.

After school in the afternoon, Wen Meng picked up Ye Tingbai. She rolled her eyes at him several times when she got in the car, but the alter ego seemed to have completely forgotten about Wen Meng selling him out for dinner, and asked him innocently.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Why did you help me decide to have dinner with him without permission? Do you know that he is very annoying?"

Sub-personality: "Oh, I forgot about this. You don't have to go. I was just talking."

"You're so annoying, can you please show me your personality?"

Ye Tingbai switched personalities in an instant, and his normal eyes turned into pure black, with pure black lenses and pure black pupils. Although the boundaries were clear, it was difficult to see clearly under normal light.

"You're looking for me?"

After the main personality appeared, the place where the car passed was instantly occupied by the breath of the deep sea, and then quickly dissipated. The breath of the deep sea was like an air ball wrapping the car under Ye Tingbai. The functions of the car were not affected in any way, except for the air inside the car.

becomes very dry.

Wen Meng kept looking at Ye Tingbai in the back seat of the car through the rearview mirror. She was also confused. She just complained, and when she saw Ye Tingbai with black eyes, Wen Meng became nervous for no reason.

, the fear from deep inside.

Seeing Wen Meng ignoring him, Ye Tingbai didn't care and took out a stack of photos from his pocket. It was the same stack that Nan Qing had put in the frame to worship.

"Although I may be overthinking it, my intuition tells me that there is something wrong with him,"

Ye Tingbai looked at the photos in his hand with his black eyes. Because he had always been suspicious of Nan Qing, Ye Tingbai asked his alternate personality to sort out the pile of photos.

As before, this eye sends itself a lot of useless messages.

These include: the photos were printed by a man, the person who printed all the photos is the same person, there is perfume, there are oil stains, the girl in this photo is beautiful, and the girl in this photo is ugly.

All kinds of strange information filled his mind, but this time Ye Tingbai was carefully sorting it out, looking for information that was useful to him now. He wanted to know how long it had been since these photos were posted.

As if sensing Ye Tingbai's thoughts, some desired content began to appear in these disorganized information, such as the printing time of each photo and whether the photo had been touched.

This information proves Ye Tingbai's idea that every photo was hung after the death of the person.

In other words, Nan Qing has been offering sacrifices since the beginning of the weirdness. Although this proves that Nan Qing did not cheat, there is a very critical question. How can Nan Qing distinguish which is the beginning of weirdness?

People die every year in this college. Nan Qing has worked here for so long. Why did he suddenly start paying tribute last year? Is it because Zhou Wenna died tragically?

This is a bit too far-fetched. If a person suddenly starts something that he has never done before, it must be because of some extra stimulation. He doesn't think that just because Zhou Wenna died miserably, Nan Qing will suddenly do it on his own.

Get a small spiritual place in your office.

Wen Meng asked in horror at this time.

"What's wrong with you? The pollution index is so high?"

Ye Tingbai looked up and saw that there was a blue transparent lens with a very irregular shape on Wen Meng's chest. It was flashing brightly. As Ye Tingbai looked around, it seemed that the crystal couldn't bear it.

If the pressure is maintained, cracks will begin to appear, and it will explode within a few seconds.

Those fragments did not explode but flew in front of Ye Tingbai. They kept rotating around the black eyeball, as if they were cheering. Although they were just crystal fragments, Ye Tingbai could feel the emotions from them.

Ye Tingbai raised his hand, and the fragments automatically flew up and began to reorganize, turning into a gem that was very in line with human aesthetics. It was still flashing. This thing was very sensitive to the smell of pollution, like some kind of natural

alarm.

Ye Tingbai returned to his body, and the pollution around him suddenly dissipated, and the gem fell down weakly. The sub-personality threw the stone back into Wen Meng's arms, and Wen Meng was so frightened that he stopped the car on the road.

side.

She carefully checked her necklace and found that except for its appearance, there was not much change. Judging from the situation just now, the alarm function was also there, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing Ye Tingbai's eyes, she took the initiative to introduce him.

"This is the bone of some kind of containment object. It can serve as a simple warning for contamination. The annual output is very low."

Sub-personality: "Proliferated bones, long-term external stimulation of the joints, can cause them to grow abnormally. A piece as big as yours is probably the amount of growth of a human joint in one year."

Wen Meng, who had regarded it as a treasure just now, suddenly threw it aside.

"You said these are human bones?"

"Not much different, a similar creature, but it has been specially treated, so it looks like a gem. According to you, it is produced every year, which means that the owner of the bone is still alive."

Wen Meng's face was so gloomy that she almost shed tears. She looked at the necklace she had worn for many years and fell silent.

The sub-personality was a little curious when he saw Wen Meng like this, and suddenly asked: "Are you being condemned by your conscience? I have been very interested in this aspect recently. It seems that this kind of conscience among you humans has not always existed.
Chapter completed!