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Chapter 123 If you don't court death, you won't die.

Wang Lei took off his glasses, clutching them in his hand, which trembled uncontrollably: "Didn't we used to have boys' underwear frequently stolen from our dorm balcony?"

Zhang Ming and Li Qiang turned their heads abruptly.

He stared intently at Wang Lei.

Holy crap!

"I was wondering where my limited edition SpongeBob SquarePants underwear went!"

"Wang Lei, you son of a bitch!"

"Why did you steal our underwear?"

Wang Lei cried even louder: "I didn't steal it!"

"I really didn't steal it!"

"I do have a slight fondness for men's underwear."

"But I never take it willingly!"

"I always take advantage of strong winds to hide in the bushes on the first floor."

"I'll pick them up after the wind blows them to the ground!"

"At most, I'd call it honesty and making use of trash!"

"The main focus is on environmentally friendly recycling!"

"If you don't believe me, go search under my bed. They're all neatly folded in cardboard boxes, I even sorted them by color!"

The forensic doctor turned his head and gagged heavily.

This time, it wasn't the charred corpses that disgusted me.

I was disgusted by this utterly perverted statement.

Yang Guang was completely speechless.

He stood still, pressing his hands tightly against the back of his head.

These three people.

A village chief whose excrement stinks.

An old woman was watching over someone stealing meat.

A person who collects and categorizes secondhand men's underwear.

Are these the future flowers of our motherland?

Is this the sun at eight or nine in the morning?

That's not the sun!

This is clearly ultraviolet radiation coming to life and wreaking havoc on humanity!

Yang Guang turned his head.

Their gaze fell on the principal.

The principal's face was now three shades darker than the charred corpse.

His lips trembled violently.

One hand gripped the fabric of the shirt tightly at the chest.

I'm about to have a heart attack.

"What a tragedy!"

"commit a sin!"

The principal was so angry that he stomped his feet repeatedly, his leather shoes making a loud thud on the terrazzo floor.

"You three bastards have completely disgraced our city's prestigious No. 3 Middle School, a school with a century-long history!"

"Where are the security guards?!"

"Take these three lunatics to the security office right now!"

"A school-wide reprimand!"

Lin Yue stopped the principal, saying, "That's enough."

"Let's get down to business first."

Lin Yue walked up to the three oddballs and tore a blank sheet of paper from her notebook: "That's enough nonsense."

"Regarding this case, was there anything unusual about the deceased, Liu Qiang, when he was with you last night?"

"From the moment you turn off the lights, tell me everything that happened, in detail."

Zhang Ming swallowed hard.

He finally understood that the police hadn't come to arrest him to go to the village chief's house to clean the chimney.

He nodded repeatedly.

"Officer, I'll tell you everything!"

Zhang Ming wiped the cold sweat from his face and began to recount: "That kid Liu Qiang is always a bit dim-witted."

"He's an absolute atheist; anyone who calls him a feudal superstition..."

"He can argue with someone for three days and three nights straight, yelling at the top of his lungs."

"But he has an almost obsessive, fanatical fascination with all sorts of games involving summoning ghosts and spirits!"

Yang Guang, standing at the back, couldn't help but raise his hand to pick at his ear: "Wait a minute."

"Supporting the belief that ghosts don't exist while simultaneously attracting them relentlessly?"

"Was this guy's brainstem eaten by a zombie?"

"A purebred binary has become a spirit."

Zhang Ming was on the verge of tears: "Who says it isn't true?"

"He's the kind of guy who's terrible at games, loves to play, is cowardly, and loves to provoke others—a total freak."

"The dormitory lights were already off by almost midnight last night."

"Liu Qiangfei dragged the three of us out of bed and pulled out a half-used red and blue pencil and a tattered piece of white paper from under the bed."

He's forcing us to play Ouija board with him!

Li Qiang nodded vigorously beside him, the fat on his double chin slapping loudly.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"He also locked the dormitory door from the inside and lit two white candles that he got from somewhere."

"Officer, we didn't want to play that game!"

"Who would do something like this in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

"But he threatened us, saying that if anyone didn't play, he'd stuff a toad into their bed while they were asleep!"

"We were forced into accomplices!"

Lin Yue's pen moved rapidly across the notebook.

"Important point."

"How did you play it?"

"What did you confess to?"

Zhang Ming swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently: "The four of us, our fingers interlaced, were holding that pen."

"Liu Qiang is in charge of chanting the incantation."

"It took more than ten minutes to read it, but that broken pen didn't budge at all."

Li Qiang was so sleepy he kept yawning and wanted to go back to sleep.

"But Liu Qiang suddenly changed his story."

As Zhang Ming finished speaking, he suddenly shuddered violently.

Even his teeth were chattering: "He started bringing up an old story from our school."

"Speaking of our No. 3 High School, it is said that there was a senior girl who was so beautiful that she was voted the school beauty."

"Later, I don't know how, the dormitory caught fire."

That night.

"It's said that everyone in the entire dormitory building ran out, except for that senior student who didn't come out and was burned to a crisp."

"Liu Qiang stared at that blank sheet of paper and muttered to himself in a low voice."

"Stop talking about Ouija boards, Ouija boards, you're my little ancestor. If you want it to be effective, go for something powerful."

"He was still calling out that senior's name."

Upon hearing this...

For some reason, the head of the teaching department, who was standing on the outskirts of the crowd, suddenly shuddered.

He couldn't help but swallow.

He lowered his head.

of course.

Yang Guang noticed his unusual behavior.

Yang Guang couldn't help but think to himself, "It seems the head of the teaching department knows about what happened back then."

However, Yang Guang ignored him, put his hands in his pockets, and changed his stance: "Call me by name?"

"What did he shout?"

Wang Lei squeezed forward, his thick-rimmed glasses fogged up with sweat.

"Liu Qiang said that when his senior was alive, she was someone he couldn't afford to be near, and now that she's dead, she's just a lonely ghost."

"He's never even held a girl's hand in his entire life."

"If my senior is really watching from heaven, she should hurry up and climb up the pencil."

"Let him have a free ride and be her girlfriend."

"You still say...you still say..."

Wang Lei stammered for a long time, his face turning bright red.

Lin Yue urged, raising her voice, "What else are you saying!"

Wang Lei shouted with his eyes closed.

"They even said that since the senior is a deadbeat anyway, there's no need to buy her designer bags and cosmetics; she can just let him sleep with her without taking any responsibility!"

"He said he wanted his senior to climb into his bed at night and serve him!"

"They just dump out all sorts of disgusting and vulgar things!"

The corridor fell into a deathly silence.

Lin Yue's right hand, gripping the pen, was taut.

My knuckles were red from clenching them.

Even professionally trained criminal police officers would lose their temper upon hearing such extreme, reckless, and utterly shameless remarks.

This is more than just courting death.

This is pure moral depravity!

The forensic doctor listened from the side and shook his head repeatedly.

This is not something a high school student should say.

Even thugs and hooligans aren't this brazen.

The principal stood to the side, on the verge of a breakdown.