Ghost Detective

Chapter 49 49 No Guarantee

The two had just walked a few steps when Ye Nuochen stopped him: "Didn't that Gao Qiang ask us to repair the phone and give it to him?"

"Dorm 308?" Yan Wenbo recalled.

"Yeah, let's give him the phone first, and then go see the principal." Ye Nuochen suggested.

"Yes." Yan Wenbo responded and walked towards the third floor.

When the two came to dormitory 308, they found that the door was half-closed, and it opened with a light push.

Ye Nuochen reached out and pushed the door open, only to find that Gao Qiang was sitting on the bed near the door in a daze, he was the only one in the dormitory.

"You guys are here." When Gao Qiang saw Ye Nuochen and Yan Wenbo coming in, his expression was very indifferent.

"We came here to return the phone." Ye Nuochen said and handed him the phone.

Gao Qiang reached out to take it, held it in front of his eyes, rummaged through it, and exclaimed excitedly, "It's really fixed?"

"The phone has been returned to you, so let's go." Ye Nuochen turned around and left.

"Thank you." Gao Qiang thanked him, continued to look at his mobile phone, clicked on the photo album, and quickly swiped up, still muttering to himself: "Fortunately, it's still there."

Yan Wenbo was found by the principal, so he naturally knew where the principal lived. He led the way, and Ye Nuochen followed behind. The two walked towards the principal's place one after the other.

Yu Le floated around the school like a ghost, looking for Feng Guang and Liang Jian.

Ye Nuochen raised his head to look up at the sky from time to time, he naturally saw Yu Le's ghost, and then he said brokenly: "Yu Le has really started to act, what can he do when he finds those two people? Amulets, you can't get close at all."

Yan Wenbo glanced at him, "The boy who died in a car accident last time, how did he get close to him?"

"Who knows, someone might help him." Ye Nuochen said casually.

"Who will help him?" Yan Wenbo began to murmur.

"I'm sure that the person who helped him was not a ghost, because only humans can get close to people. Taking away the amulet will make it easier for Yu Le to strike. Ghosts can't get close to the person wearing the amulet." Ye Nuochen analyzed.

"What you said is very reasonable. Yu Le must have had a very good friend with him before his death. As long as we can find him, we will definitely get twice the result with half the effort." Yan Wenbo was full of confidence, and subconsciously smiled as he spoke.

Ye Nuochen looked at him, saw his charming bright smile, and was stunned for a moment, Yan Wenbo's smile seemed to melt his heart, it was refreshing.

The two talked while walking, and soon came to the principal's office in the teaching building.

The principal's office is in the far right corner of the second floor, very close to the teacher's office, which is a neighbor relationship.

When he came to the door, Yan Wenbo knocked on the office door.

The door opened, and what appeared in front of their eyes was a slightly fat, amiable old man with a height of about 170 and around fifty, wearing gold-rimmed presbyopic glasses, wearing a black suit, and wearing oil on his feet The shiny black leather shoes look well-dressed overall.

"Master Yan, you are here." The principal's first attention was Yan Wenbo, and the second he saw Ye Nuochen, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Principal, this is Ye Nuochen. He is my friend and has the same occupation as mine." Naturally, Yan Wenbo noticed the surprise on the principal's look at Ye Nuochen's sudden appearance, and introduced him in order to dispel his doubts.

"Oh, come in and talk." The principal looked away from Ye Nuochen and let them in.

"Sit as you please." The principal said politely to them as he walked in.

The principal's office is as spacious and tidy as half a classroom. There is a water dispenser in the corner next to the desk, and there are calligraphy and paintings on the wall. There is only one word: Jing.There are no extra supplies in the office except stools and sofas.

Yan Wenbo and Ye Nuochen sat together, it was a double black leather sofa diagonally opposite the desk.

"Principal, did you call me just now for something?" Yan Wenbo cut straight to the point.

"Just now you kept silent, I thought you didn't pick it up." The headmaster looked back and forth between the two faces, and finally settled on Yan Wenbo's face.

"I went to the eighth floor with Nuo Chen just now." Yan Wenbo's expression was serious and calm, and his tone was very calm.

Hearing the words "eighth floor", the principal's gentle expression with a smile immediately became a little terrified, and he said with reproach in disbelief: "The eighth floor is forbidden, how did you get in without the iron door key?"

"Well, we naturally have our own way." Yan Wenbo didn't intend to tell the truth, feeling that there was no need for that.

"What are you doing up there?" The principal didn't continue to ask how they got up there. The decibels started to increase and turned into a question.

"Didn't the principal ask me to investigate your son's encounter with a ghost? When I learned that the ghost was on the eighth floor, I naturally wanted to go up to find out. By the way, after going up, I learned a secret." Yan Wenbo raised his eyebrows , began to sell off.

The principal's forehead began to ooze dense tiny sweat, stretched out his hand and pulled at the neckline, and subconsciously shouted: "I have turned on the air conditioner, why is it still so hot?" Then he picked up the remote control to cool down.

He didn't put down the remote control until the temperature was adjusted to eighteen degrees.

Ye Nuochen and Yan Wenbo made eye contact at the same time, and then quickly looked away.

"Tell me, what's the secret?" The principal felt much better, and the sweat on his forehead had been wiped off with toilet paper, as if the uneasiness just now had never happened.

"The secret about your son and that ghost." Yan Wenbo stared at the principal's face, saying every word very seriously.

"My son and that ghost? What kind of secret can there be?" The headmaster looked away with a puzzled expression.

"Principal, your son is good friends with Feng Guang, Liang Jian, and the boy who died in a car accident a few days ago, right?" Yan Wenbo asked him again with an affirmative sentence.

"How do I know this? I never ask about my son's private affairs." The principal still didn't look at Yan Wenbo, his eyes continued to wander, as if he was avoiding something so obviously, he really couldn't hide it.

"Hey? I'm here to ask you how things are going, not for you to question my son's private affairs. If you have no choice, then I have to find someone else to deal with this matter. After all, you are young and afraid of you It’s not enough.” The headmaster suddenly came to his senses, looked directly into Yan Wenbo’s eyes, and began to fight back against Yan Wenbo with his headmaster’s majesty and momentum.

"Principal, this matter is a bit tricky. You actually know that ghost." Ye Nuochen said suddenly.

"I know you?" Hearing these words, the headmaster was so frightened that cold sweat began to break out on his forehead again.

"His name is Yu Le, and he told us that his death is related to your son. The reason why your son bumped into a ghost is actually because he wanted to scare your son on purpose." Ye Nuochen continued.

Seeing that it was Ye Nuochen who said these words, the headmaster's expression instantly became very ugly, ugly and angry, and shouted dissatisfiedly at Yan Wenbo: "Master Yan, if your friend continues to talk nonsense here and slander my son's reputation, it's a shame! I won't let you interfere any more."

Yan Wenbo glanced at Ye Nuochen, and found that Ye Nuochen was also looking at him, with a self-blame expression on his face.

Turning to the principal, he said: "Principal, the reason why your son hit a ghost, and the boy who died in a car accident are all related to this Yule, our top priority now is how to solve this matter, so as to prevent other people from being killed again, because Yu Le told us that his death was not an accident, and he wanted revenge. If you don't tell us the truth, we can't help your son, and we can't guarantee any accidents your son will have in the future."

"Then tell me, what accidents will happen to my son in the future?" The principal is indifferent to other things, the only thing he cares about is the life and death of his son.