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Chapter 927

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A murder case had happened two days in a row, and the person was scared to death. No matter what, such a situation could not be described as a coincidence.

At this moment, the fear of death shrouded the entire academy like a cloud of suspicion, causing everyone to panic. Everyone felt that this matter was unusual, and some suspected that it was the work of ghosts.

If it wasn't a ghost, how could they explain that these two people were scared to death?

With two people dead at once, the pressure on the school was immense.

However, this person was scared to death. There were no external injuries, and no clues were left at the scene. Under such circumstances, even if the situation was strange, it could only be determined as an accidental death.

During class, the police brought Jiang Shuang's corpse out of the school. Many students leaned against the window and saw the scene of the corpse being taken away by the police.

Even though the corpse was covered with a white cloth, it was still terrifying. After class, the students discussed this matter again.

"What do you think scared the junior and teacher to death?"

"Who knows! I heard that the junior is a gangster. She hangs out with those little bullies in society all day long. She's usually fearless, but she was actually scared to death! "

"Teacher Jiang Shuang is usually especially gentle. Instead of calling her a teacher, it's more like a gentle big sister. She's such a good person, so why did she die just like that?"

"Who knows! It's too scary! "

"Do you think there will be new victims?"

"…"

After the students spoke up to this point, everyone fell into silence. They looked at each other and no one dared to make a sound. They all felt that this matter was extraordinarily frightening!

Chi Jiao listened to the students' discussion silently without commenting.

On the other hand, Yi Lanlan leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice, "Jiaojiao, how can someone be scared to death? Do you think something bad is coming out to scare us? "

Ever since they found out that Chi Jiao was a fortune teller, Yi Lanlan and the rest had started to believe in supernatural events.

Only Chi Jiao knew that there was no supernatural event at all. It was just a change in the magnetic field and an Esper causing trouble.

However, two people had died consecutively. It was indeed worth paying attention to. It seemed like she needed to get Beitang Lie and Pei Yao to come over first to check on the situation.

"I'm not sure either. I'll go take a look when I have the chance," Chi Jiao said.

"It shouldn't be that easy, right? It was said that the biological laboratory and the music room were protected, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter. Jiaojiao, if you can't do it, then forget it. Don't go and cause trouble. "Bai Weiyu said worriedly.

"Okay." Chi Jiao nodded obediently and agreed.

The morning class ended very quickly. When the bell rang, Little Love immediately urged Chi Jiao, "Quick, quick, quick! Class is over! Lunch break! Let's go find Mistress San! "

Because they were looking for the third crystal stone this time, Little Love affectionately called the stone Little Sansan.

Chi Jiao frowned at this immoral form of address. In the end, she gave up complaining and got up to go to the teaching building where Year One was to look for Little Sansan.

Or rather, to find someone with a mistress.

After greeting Yi Lanlan and the other two, Chi Jiao went straight to the Year One building.

In order to take a shortcut, Chi Jiao didn't take the main road. Instead, she went around to the back of the Year Two school building and took a small path to the Year One school building.

Chi Jiao had just walked to a deserted place when she heard a series of curses.

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