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"Doctor Zhan!" Xiao Qin, who was following from behind, looked at the beauty in front of him in surprise and said excitedly: "Doctor Zhan, why are you here at the morgue? Do you have any work? Do you need my help?"

"You're here." The beautiful doctor was relieved when she saw Xiao Qin: "It's okay if you're here. I just heard a noise here, so I came over to see if anything happened. Since it's okay, Then I’ll go home first.”

"Dr. Zhan, you are really a kind-hearted person." Xiao Qin walked forward enthusiastically: "Do you want me to see you off?"

"No need." Although Dr. Zhan still had a professional smile on his face, his eyes showed deep indifference: "I can go back by myself."

After saying that, Dr. Zhan nodded to Dong Peng again, turned around and left.

"How are you, Brother Dong?" Xiao Qin looked at the direction Dr. Zhan was leaving in confusion: "The doctor in our hospital is pretty good, right?"

"Huh?" Dong Peng looked at Xiao Qin doubtfully: "What's good?"

"It's just... the appearance, and, that~" Xiao Qin put his hands on his chest to hold the air twice: "Isn't it great?"

"What does this mean?" Xiao Qin, Dong Peng's imitator, made two gestures.

"It's just..." Xiao Qin scratched his head, as if he didn't know how to explain.

"What is it?" Dong Peng asked again.

"It's just..." Xiao Qin didn't know what to say. He raised his head and saw Dong Peng's smiling eyes.

"Brother Dong, are you kidding me?" Xiao Qin angrily pushed the flashlight in his hand to Dong Peng: "Wait a moment and you go ahead, and I'll see if you remember the way!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, don't be angry." Dong Peng held the flashlight, smiled and said: "It's just a joke, by the way, brother, who is this Dr. Zhan? Why do you feel like you know her so well? ?”

"Understand?" Xiao Qin raised his head proudly: "That's not understanding. I know everything about Dr. Zhan!"

"So powerful?" Dong Peng pretended to be surprised: "You're not following her, are you?"

"I don't dare." Xiao Qin shook his head: "But she comes and goes every day, and I do know a lot about her. What? Do you like her?"

"No, no." Dong Peng shook his head: "I just think she is a little strange."

"Strange?" Xiao Qin looked at Dong Peng in confusion: "What's strange? Isn't Dr. Zhan beautiful?"

"It's beautiful." Dong Peng frowned slightly: "It's just...how should I put it? The aura on her body makes people feel weird."

"Qi?" Xiao Qin opened his mouth and looked at Dong Peng: "Brother Dong, you are not a Feng Shui master, are you? I heard my father said that Feng Shui masters can see some Qi, luck, dragon veins, etc., especially sharp."

"Don't talk nonsense." Dong Peng shook his head: "The anger I am talking about is the manifestation of something she showed, not the kind of anger you are talking about."

"That's it." Xiao Qin scratched his head: "What's wrong with that?"

"I can't tell, I just feel disharmonious." Dong Peng looked around: "Is there anywhere else around here besides the morgue?"

…

"Teacher Xue." Teacher Zhang looked at Xue Mo who was packing up the computer and asked, "Are you off work?"

"Yes." Xue Mo nodded: "It's time to get off work. Of course it's off work. Teacher Zhang still won't leave?"

"I'm not in a hurry. I still have some things to look for." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "You should go first. Oh, by the way, give me the key to the library. I will open the door tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Xue Mo nodded, took out a key from his trouser pocket and handed it to Teacher Zhang: "Then I'll leave it to you. I'll leave first."

"Finally left." After Xue Mo left the library, Teacher Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and locked the door of the library with the key. Then he walked to the bookshelf in the middle and opened a button hidden in the stack of books. button in .

"Creak..." After a heart-wrenching sound, a passage appeared under the bookshelf.

"I wonder if that thing is still there." Teacher Zhang frowned slightly, then took out a flashlight from his bag and slowly walked into the secret passage.

…

"Ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!"

"get out of class is over, get out of class is over!" Huo Yuan patted Dong Yiyi, who was still reading in front: "Let's go, Yiyi, get out of class is over, it's time to go home."

"Huh?" Yiyi raised his head in confusion, and then suddenly realized: "Ah? Really, get out of class is over already?"

"You read so seriously." Huo Yuan looked at the saliva marks on the corners of Dong Yiyi's mouth and said with a suppressed smile, "It seems you can do well in the exam this time."

"No, no." Yiyi shook his head in embarrassment: "Let's go, let's go back quickly, I have to go back to cook."

"I've packed everything, and I'm just waiting for you." Huo Yuan raised the schoolbag in his hand: "Quick, quick, quick, I'm still waiting to go back and play with my sister."

"That's great~Brother~Brother~" The boy behind Huo Yuan said with a smile: "Are you so anxious to go back to find your sister?"

"Tch!" Huo Yuan raised his eyebrows: "You don't understand."

"Hahaha." The boy smiled, changed the subject and asked, "Huo Yuan, do you want to go to an Internet cafe with me? I will help you improve your score."

"I won't go today." Huo Yuan shook his head: "My sister is waiting for me to go back and cook for her."

"Okay, then I'll leave first." After the boy said that, he waved his hand and walked towards the back door.

"Let's go." He packed his things one by one and patted Huo Yuan on the shoulder.

"Okay." Huo Yuan nodded, then frowned slightly: "Do you have any strange feelings? Why do I always feel that someone is following us?"

"You think too much." Yi Yi looked around: "No one, and who would follow us in school? Do you... have a suitor?"

"How is that possible." Huo Yuan raised his eyebrows: "I don't like anyone in our school. I still prefer people from the neighboring school."

"That's great." Yi Yi nodded: "But apart from this possibility, no one will follow us, after all, the class teacher is gone."

"That's true." Huo Yuan nodded, put on his schoolbag, and no longer thought about being followed.

...

"Look, I said it's okay." Yi Yi shrugged. They had already left the school for a long time, but no one followed them at all.

"It seems that I think too much." Huo Yuan nodded: "Maybe I have been stared at by the old class every day recently, which has caused psychological trauma."

"That's right." Yi Yi nodded in agreement.

"Pong!"

A loud noise.

Huo Yuan, who was about to speak, lost his feeling instantly.

"Hmm?" Yiyi reacted quickly, and turned around immediately after hearing the voice beside him.

However, the next moment.

A large bag fell from the sky, and Yiyi's eyes instantly fell into darkness.