About seven or eight minutes later, Jiang Qiang opened his eyes, but his gaze was not clear, and he was still somewhat dazed and confused.
He changed his clothes and, seeing Chu Xiao in his police uniform, felt inexplicably at ease. His gaze then fell on Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu. He was familiar with these two, but not entirely acquainted with them. They were transfer students from Songcheng, the famous academic duo in Class 18.
What are you doing in my house?
“Jiang Qiao, I invited these two to rescue you.” Chu Xiao said seriously, “Tell me, what exactly did you and Sha Xiaoyan do at the auditorium that day? Did you encounter anything strange?”
As Jiang Qiao opened his mouth, Chu Xiao had already turned on the recorder to record.
"Xiaoyan? How is Xiaoyan? Does she have the same symptoms as me?" Jiang Qiang staggered up from the corner, leaning against the wall, his expression worried and anxious.
Chu Xiao stared at him for a moment and said, "Sha Xiaoyan has gone missing. To rescue her, we need your cooperation and to tell us everything you know."
Jiang Qiao slumped onto the edge of the bed, vaguely recalling: "Because senior high school students weren't allowed to go to the opera, and Xiaoyan happened to be a big opera fan, we went to school early after dinner, hoping to sneak backstage to watch. Nothing happened that day; the opera performers were resting backstage, and there was no rehearsal. We left quickly. Only, only—"
Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Qi'ang's face turned pale, just like the white paint a painter had splashed on the wall. "There was a Peking Opera mask on the ground, and I just picked it up and put it on the table. I never expected it would cause so much trouble."
The boy suddenly raised his head, tears welling in his eyes: "It's all my fault, Xiaoyan. What exactly is that thing?"
"A ghost possessing an object," Yan Chiyu said calmly.
"Officer, students, please, you must save Xiaoyan, I beg you!" Jiang Qiang's legs went weak, and he immediately knelt down on the ground.
Chu Xiao glanced at the two people beside him who hadn't reacted at all, and could only admit defeat as he went over to help Jiang Qiaoang up: "Jiang Qiaoang, a man's knees are worth gold, don't kneel down so easily. This is the duty of the police, and we will do our best to find Sha Xiaoyan."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qi'ang's expression finally softened, becoming less sorrowful and dejected.
However, Wu Yue's next words almost knocked him unconscious: "You need to be prepared. We can find Sha, but whether we bring back a living person or a corpse is uncertain."
The girl stated the facts calmly. Chu Xiao's eyes widened immediately. "Is this even human language?! Kid, can't you speak a little more tactfully?!"
"Please do your best." Jiang Qiang clenched his fist, his voice low and deep.
Is there anything else you want to tell us?
"..."
Jiang Qiao looked at the speaker. The young man stared at him expressionlessly, but there was a discernible meaning in his eyes. Jiang Qiao instinctively shuddered, feeling inexplicably as if he had been seen through.
"When I was in a very bad mental state, I vaguely heard some voices. But I couldn't tell if they were male or female."
"It sounded like they were talking about something—arson, a stage…" Jiang Qiang glanced up at Yan Chiyu, seemingly a little afraid of him. Jiang Qiang thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "That's all."
"Thank you for your cooperation. Please rest well at home."
After comforting Jiang Qiao, Chu Xiao left with Wu Yue and the others.
Before leaving, upon learning that their son had regained consciousness, Jiang's parents thanked them profusely and gave each of the three a red envelope for good luck. Chu Xiao did not accept it, but Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu did.
Two thousand yuan per person is indeed a bit low for this line of work. However, Jiang's mother was unaware of the rules of this industry beforehand and hadn't prepared in advance, but the sentiment was enough.
Tie Zhu led the slender gray shadow in front, with a guide talisman prepared by Yan Chiyu pasted on his forehead.
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