I have a ghost diary

"And Gao Yifei is there too. You didn't notice him, did you? Go see him. He lost an arm and needs someone to comfort him. We're going to the police station now, so we can't go there."

"Really?" Zhang Haoran looked up blankly at Chu Jiang.

Chu Jiang nodded seriously, "Really."

And so, with Chu Jiang's help and persuasion, Zhang Haoran got into a police car and was taken to the city's best hospital, the First People's Hospital.

After the police car drove away, the middle-aged police officer came over and said in an encouraging tone, "You did a great job. You could consider taking the exam to become a psychologist in the future."

Chu Jiang gave a wry smile. "You flatter me."

As he spoke, he took out his phone, edited a text message, and sent it to Gao Yifei.

The main purpose was to have Gao Yifei help comfort Zhang Haoran and stabilize his mental state.

As for what Zhang Haoran actually experienced at school, we can only ask him after he finishes his psychological treatment.

However, his words just now revealed some key information.

Zhang Haoran doesn't seem to be able to see ghosts, but he should be able to see corpses. Liu Mingming said that Zhang Haoran once took a knife and stabbed the librarian's corpse.

Furthermore, his ability to survive in the end seems to be related to his inability to see ghosts...

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The rest of the day unfolded normally. The group went to the city police station, where medical personnel were waiting to provide basic first aid and clean their wounds. They were also given water and food.

Throughout the process, the older man and the younger man kept a close eye on the five students, as if they were worried that the students might still be carrying some hidden dangers.

As for Gao Yifei and Zhang Haoran, there should be someone in charge of them as well.

This made Chu Jiang a little uneasy, because he suspected that there was a ghost attached to him, and possibly more than one.

Fortunately, no one forcibly searched them, since they were all victims so far; the uncle simply shook hands with everyone.

Perhaps this is how the other party checks.

After the meal, everyone was taken to give statements separately, not at the same time, but by calling on someone and taking their statement alone in a room.

The first person to be called was Chu Jiang. The police could see it clearly: the survivors spontaneously surrounded Chu Jiang, probably because this boy led them to escape.

After Chu Jiang entered the room, he basically said everything he needed to say, but he omitted the existence of the diary and the bloody handprint.

As for why he was the first to discover the school was haunted, Chu Jiang explained it clearly: he pretended to be sick to skip class, but when he reached the gate, he couldn't get out and was chased by the body of the security guard.

The questioners didn't delve into that aspect in detail, but kept asking about the details of the ghost, especially its form, characteristics, and abilities.

The disheveled middle-aged man was very serious, his carefree demeanor completely gone. He even asked Chu Jiang, "When that tall, thin ghost was killing people, did he show any signs or patterns?"

"A pattern?" Chu Jiang thought back for a moment. He wanted to say it was the ringtone, but then he realized that didn't make sense. The time he was killed by the ghost, there was no ringtone at all. The ghost could kill him whenever it wanted.

So he honestly answered, "No."

This made the middle-aged man sigh, "Then it could very well be indiscriminate killing, which would be even more troublesome."

Chu Jiang didn't quite understand and didn't ask many questions, but simply kept recalling, describing, and answering.

There were only three people in the room: a police officer and an older man took turns questioning the man, while a female clerk kept taking notes. The room was also recording audio and video to ensure that nothing was missed.

Chu Jiang spoke clearly and concisely, recounting how the Slender Man was drawn by the mysterious bell, ignoring the few insignificant minor characters, and ultimately leading the school away.

The officer was a little puzzled, "They escaped so easily?"

Chu Jiang nodded.

Seeing this, the uncle didn't ask any more questions, but simply told Chu Jiang to leave and called the next person in.

By the way, Chu Jiang didn't mention the time restart, because it only happened once; and Chu Jiang couldn't explain why he was the only one who retained the memories before the restart.

He only recounted the experience that the survivors all knew—the one that seemed to involve time standing still.

Even so, the uncle exclaimed that it was perverted.

......

Upon seeing Chu Jiang emerge, Chen Jie and the other man sitting on the chairs outside looked at him nervously.

Chu Jiang simply smiled and told them to relax.

As mentioned before, Chu Jiang never thought he could fool the police and the uncle. They were veteran detectives; how could they not see through the students' lies?

He just didn't want to reveal the secrets of the diary and the bloody handprint so quickly.

Let's take it slow; there will probably be opportunities for contact between the two sides in the future.

Chapter Nineteen: The Nun

After everyone had given their statements, the middle-aged police officer spoke with them personally.

His surname is Zhou, and he is the deputy director of the police station.

"Someone will escort you home shortly. What happened today was too bizarre, so please don't mention it to any outsiders. This is for your own safety."

"As for your parents and family members, we will have someone come to your home to explain and comfort them, so you don't need to worry."

"If you need anything at the end, you can call me directly."

Everyone nodded.

And so, the three students were escorted away in separate police cars.

......

The police car did not escort Chu Jiang to his doorstep, mainly because they were afraid that Chu Jiang's family would notice something was wrong. So they kept a distance, and Chu Jiang got off at a bus stop near his home.

Having finally escaped the school and gone to the police station to give a statement, Chu Jiang was finally able to relax after getting off the bus.

With this moment of relaxation, he felt a wave of fatigue wash over him, and at the same time, a wave of drowsiness washed over him, even though it was only 9:30.

Rubbing his eyes, Chu Jiang quickened his pace and hurried home.

However, just after passing the station, Chu Jiang glanced around and suddenly spotted a strangely dressed woman on the roadside.

It was a woman dressed in a black nun's habit, handing out flyers to passersby.

She was tall, with fair skin and delicate, beautiful features; her excellent figure was so stunning that even her conservative nun's habit couldn't hide her beautiful curves.

The nun had a distinctly Asian face, but her long hair was pure blonde, a color so natural it didn't look dyed.

"Hello sir, it won't take up too much of your time. Could you please take a look at this?" The nun greeted a passerby with a friendly smile and a clear, melodious voice.

Making movies? Cosplay? Vlogging?

In short, Chu Jiang found it all very strange. His small city didn't have maid cafes, nor had it ever hosted any anime conventions or other anime-related events.

Normally, you'll see parents dressing their children in Hanfu on the street, but it's rare to see such unusual attire as this.

It was probably a marketing campaign for some newly opened store. Anyway, after glancing at it a few times, Chu Jiang left behind the nun without paying any attention.

He's exhausted and just wants to get some sleep. Today's experience has completely overturned the worldview he's built up over the past eighteen years.

Unexpectedly, after walking a distance, Chu Jiang heard someone calling him.

"Wait," the nun's voice rang out from afar, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

"Yay!"

Chu Jiang turned around and bumped into something soft and bouncy, with a faint, sweet fragrance wafting to his nose.

He froze for a second, then blushed and took a step back.

Before them stood the blonde nun, who was bowing repeatedly in apology, "I'm sorry, I ran too fast."

Before Chu Jiang could even say it was alright, the nun handed him a flyer. "Sir, take a look. It won't take up too much of your time."

Chu Jiang was a little puzzled. He had come all this way from afar; did he really look like he had a lot of spending power? He wasn't exactly known as someone who was "foolish and rich."

Of course, out of politeness, Chu Jiang accepted it, nodded, and then turned to leave.

Looking down casually, Chu Jiang noticed three large characters at the top of the flyer: "Sacred Words Cult".

A series of question marks immediately flashed through his mind: Was this... proselytizing?

Fine, considering how pretty this lady is and that she even gave him face wash, Chu Jiang decided not to report her to the police for illegal proselytizing.

Seeing Chu Jiang leave, the blonde nun didn't stop him, but simply smiled and watched him go, saying, "It will be helpful to you. May God bless you."

As she spoke, she touched her forehead, chest, and left and right shoulders, making a cross gesture with a devout expression.

"Sounds mysterious..." Chu Jiang muttered to himself when he was far away. He didn't have time to look at the flyer carefully and just stuffed it into his pocket.

......

At the station, the police car hadn't left yet; it was just following slowly at a distance. They needed to see Chu Jiang enter his home before they could feel at ease.

At this moment, the two young policemen inside were a little puzzled. The one sitting in the passenger seat asked, "What is that student doing? He's turning around, reaching out, and nodding all by himself."

The driver thought for a moment, "It's probably psychological trauma. After all, he experienced something terrible today, and his mind was traumatized."

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As soon as I entered the house, Dad was watching TV; Mom was on her phone, chatting with her best friend on WeChat; my sister wasn't in the living room, I wondered where she was.

Seeing Chu Jiang come in, his mother immediately put down her phone and came over. She noticed a few bruises on her son's face and several bandages on his body, and couldn't help but worry, "Did you get into a fight?"

Fortunately, Chu Jiang had long since thrown away his tattered school uniform and put on a brand new one; otherwise, his mother would have been extremely worried if she had seen the scar on his chest.

Chu Jiang waved his hand, "I ran into him while playing basketball with my classmates. By the way, where did your sister go?"

"She's playing mobile games in her room; I wonder if she's finished her homework."

After chatting with his family for a few minutes, Chu Jiang went upstairs to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Chu Jiang fought off his sleepiness, turned on the computer in his room, and searched online for keywords such as "ghost" and "paranormal events".

He didn't know until he searched that various ghost stories seemed to have been foreshadowed.

To be precise, starting about six months ago, there has been a surge in ghost-related topics online. Many people claim to have encountered ghosts, some with pictures as evidence, while others say they couldn't capture them.

However, these topics and news have never been reported in any mainstream online media, let alone in print media or television.

Most of the discussions take place on small forums, local online communities, paranormal websites, and marketing accounts, and the messages reposted by these marketing accounts are mostly deleted.

This has led to Chu Jiang being completely unaware of any changes in the world over the past six months.