Chapter 81 Live Fortune Telling, I Got a Hot Internet 11
The next morning at half past ten.
Yunyan came to the university where Chen Yilin was studying. Chen Yilin was the girl from last night.
At this moment, she was anxiously waiting for Yunyan at the school gate.
She also brought her good friend Zhuang Xinyue with her. Originally, the school did not allow outsiders to enter, but with the help of Zhuang Xinyue, she was able to bring Yunyan into the campus.
Seeing her good friend looking so anxious, Zhuang Xinyue spoke out to comfort her.
"Okay, Yilin, if the master you found is not able to help, I will ask the master I know to come some other day. She is very capable. She was the one who solved the case at the villa outside Beijing."
"Don't worry, I've already told my dad about this, and the people from the Paranormal Investigation Bureau will be here to investigate soon."
Chen Yilin felt relieved. After all, the more anxious you are, the easier it is to make mistakes.
A taxi stopped at the school gate. Yunyan got out of the car and saw two girls at the gate.
When Zhuang Xinyue saw Yunyan, she spoke first.
"Sister Yuyan, why are you here?"
Before Yunyan could answer, she was interrupted by Chen Yilin.
"Master Su, do you two know each other?"
Yunyan nodded.
"I helped Xinyue deal with some things yesterday."
Zhuang Xinyue also understood that the master Chen Yilin was looking for was actually Sister Yuyan!
"Yilin, it turns out that the master you are looking for is Sister Yuyan! She is the powerful master I just told you about."
"Don't worry now, Sister Yuyan is very powerful!"
Chen Yilin nodded. Since Xinyue said so, it must be correct.
Considering that Yunyan had not eaten yet, Chen Yilin took her to the cafeteria.
The three of them took the ordered dishes and sat at their seats in the cafeteria.
"Yelin, tell me in detail how students have committed suicide recently."
Speaking of this, Chen Yilin felt a little scared.
"Master Su, all the students who committed suicide jumped from the roof of the Ideological and Political Building. Even if the school has blocked the roof, there will still be people jumping from there."
"Ideological and Political Building?"
Seeing Yunyan's curiosity, Zhuang Xinyue explained, "The Ideological and Political Building was a teaching building in the past. It was used by students majoring in dance. Later, it was abandoned for some reason."
Yunyan always felt that the Ideological and Political Building should be a key location, and it was very likely that something had happened there.
“Are all those who jump off buildings dance majors?”
Chen Yilin nodded.
"Yes, at first one person jumped off the building every week, but now one person dies every two or three days. Master Su, I'm also from the dance department, and I'm really scared."
A look of fear appeared on Chen Yilin's face. She really didn't want to die. She had not yet fulfilled her dream of dancing!
Seeing her like this, Yunyan made a decision.
"How about this! After we finish our meal, we'll go to the Ideological and Political Building to take a look."
The Ideological and Political Building is now a restricted area. Although Chen Yilin and Zhuang Xinyue were a little scared, they still agreed.
The sooner the truth is revealed, the safer they will be.
After dinner, the three of them came to the Ideological and Political Building. Yunyan did not go to the fifth floor to check first, but walked around the dance studio on the third floor.
The dance studio is very large and has a particularly large mirror wall to make it easier for students to train.
Yunyan slowly walked towards the mirror and suddenly saw a pair of red dancing shoes in the mirror.
Yunyan turned her head, but saw nothing. Was it an illusion?
I looked in the mirror again, but the red dancing shoes were no longer there.
Yunyan and the other two came to the costume room, which contained various dance costumes and some props.
On the wall are photos of outstanding students who have won awards.
Yunyan pointed to a vacant spot on the wall and asked Chen Yilin, "Why is this empty?"
Chen Yilin shrugged.
"The photo hanging here was originally of Senior Liu. She was a recognized dance genius in the school in the past two years. Later, she was accused of choreography plagiarism, so the school removed her photo."
Chen Yilin had just finished speaking when Yunyan saw from the reflection of the window a girl in red with disheveled hair standing in the corridor.
"who!"
Yunyan turned around abruptly, and there was no one in the corridor. Could it be that she had seen it wrong again?
"Sister Yunyan, what's wrong with you? There's no one here!"
Zhuang Xinyue and Chen Yilin were both very surprised because there were only three of them in this building.
Yunyan was sure that she was not seeing things. There was a girl in red standing here just now.
She looked at the empty wall. Does this have anything to do with Senior Liu?
"Yerin, is there anything special about the student who committed suicide?"
Chen Yilin thought about it carefully and shook her head.
"No! Those who committed suicide were all girls. Oh, and it seems that these girls were the best in this year's dance competition."
Yunyan lowered her head to think, and then asked the next question.
"Yilin, do you know what happened to Senior Sister Liu back then?"
Chen Yilin really didn’t know.
"I'm not sure about this! But you can ask Teacher Xu. She was Senior Liu's instructor back then."
Yunyan and the other two quickly found teacher Xu Yan in the teachers' office building.
She is a very elegant woman, and her whole body exudes gentleness. All the students like Teacher Xu very much.
"Teacher Xu, sorry to bother you. We are here to ask about what happened to Senior Sister Liu."
When Teacher Xu heard Chen Yilin mention catkins, a look of disappointment and regret flashed across his face.
She sighed, asked the three to sit down, thought for a while, and finally told the story of the past.
"Liu Xu is the best student I have ever taught. She is the best in both talent and hard work. It's a pity that she is too eager for quick success."
"In order to win the championship in the finals of the national dance competition, she plagiarized the choreography of her classmate Mo Qianqian, but was eventually discovered by the judges."
Teacher Xu sighed.
"That child had a strong sense of self-esteem and couldn't stand the gossips from his classmates. He finally hanged himself in the Ideological and Political Building. Since then, the Ideological and Political Building has been abandoned."
Teacher Xu wiped the tears from his face and felt very regretful.
"I was so angry at the time that I didn't notice that something was wrong with the child. What a pity! Such a young and vibrant life was lost!"
Teacher Xu was already crying uncontrollably. Yunyan and the other two didn't know what to do, so they had to leave Teacher Xu's office and let her be quiet.
When Yunyan left, she glanced at the pendant on Teacher Xu's neck.
There was a strong purple aura on the pendant, which could only be possessed by people with good fortune. However, judging from Teacher Xu's face, she was not destined to be rich and powerful.
Yunyan suppressed her doubts and asked Chen Yilin another question.
"Who is Mo Qianqian?"
Chen Yilin reacted.
"You're talking about Senior Mo! She's also a very good dancer. Now she's a senior, and she's already very famous internationally."
"However, Senior Sister Mo often goes out to compete and rarely comes back to school! What's wrong, Master Su, is there something wrong with Senior Sister Mo?"
Yunyan shook her head. She would not say anything without evidence.
Just then, a very beautiful girl came out of the counselor's office.
"Hey, isn't that Senior Mo? Why is she back?"
Yunyan followed Chen Yilin's gaze and saw a girl with a ponytail walking out with a graduation certificate in her hand.
"She's here to get her diploma!"
Yunyan answered Chen Yilin's questions.
Chen Yilin then said, "Should we go ask Senior Mo?"
Yunyan shook her head.
"no need."
She didn't want to alert the enemy.
Yunyan's gaze fell on Mo Qianqian who was walking further and further away. There was a ball of black gas following behind her, but it seemed that the black gas could not get close to her.