Poison (Twenty-one)
Not just the school director’s wife.
Within half an hour, six people fell from the building and sank into the river. The person who fell into the river was neither a student's parent nor a faculty member of No. 6 Middle School.
The situation became increasingly serious, and the authorities suppressed the news to avoid causing unrest. Hai sent someone from the 749th Bureau, Li Qingyan.
Li Qingyan walked straight up to her and greeted her with a standard smile, then bowed respectfully to Jiang Yu.
He was polite and modest: "It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for your guidance." But he didn't think there was anything special about Yu Shu. He just treated him as an ordinary person.
"The person who fell from the building was too bloody, but the person who drowned in the river looked like a human being. See if you can find anything." Zeng Zhiqiang wanted to ask why Zhao Jingyun was brought here, but seeing Li Qingyan's attitude, he immediately understood the situation and said something.
Jiang Yu simply nodded and smiled faintly, then turned to Yu Shu and said, "It's up to you."
Yu Shu took out the cinnabar and yellow talisman paper from his bag and handed them to Jiang Yu: "Look at the talisman paper. I don't know how to draw your talisman."
Jiang Yu curled the corners of his mouth and raised his eyebrows. He didn't know whether Yu Shu did it on purpose or really didn't react, but it did ease the heavy atmosphere.
Jiang Yu's fingers moved and he drew the winding symbols in one go, like dragons and phoenixes flying in the air.
He placed the talisman on the corpse's forehead, turned around, and nudged Yu Shu with his elbow: "Get to work."
Fu Wufeng moved automatically and hit the tip of the corpse's nose with a "pa pa" sound.
The other three people saw a strange scene. Yu Shu was sewing with a jade embroidery needle out of thin air, and the silver thread disappeared into the air little by little without a trace.
But from Yu Shu's perspective, he was stitching together to retain the soul that was about to dissipate.
"This person looks familiar..." Yu Shu's eyelids dropped a little, and he looked carefully at the swollen and pale face.
I seem to have seen those features somewhere recently, but when I think about the friends I know in real life, none of them match.
While Yu Shu was mending the corpse, Jiang Yu was not idle either. He sprinkled cinnabar in eight directions in the room with the corpse as the center.
"I saw one this morning, and he looked quite like him." Jiang Yu had just finished placing the cinnabar.
"Isn't it here in the morning..."
Yu Shu got stuck in the middle of his speech.
He lifted the talisman paper, narrowed his eyes and looked at it carefully for several seconds.
I did see someone very similar this morning, but he was not someone I knew in real life. Instead, he was the guy who ran errands for the dude in the flame scene.
Yu Shu's mind was occupied with other things, but this did not interfere with his work: "Who is this man?" He said as he tore the silver thread and tied a surgical knot, then inserted the needle from another place to continue suturing.
Zeng Zhiqiang summarized: "Chen Jiahe, 44 years old, high school graduate, currently working as a middle-level manager in a private company, no bad habits, jumped into the Pearl River and drowned two hours ago."
"What did his family do before?" The string was too long, so Yu Shu pulled his hand straight back.
"What about his family situation?" Jiang Yu took the information and flipped through it, then continued, "Contact his parents immediately."
"My parents are retired farmers, living in the countryside next door in Chancheng. Why are you suddenly asking all this?"
Li Qingyan, who had been observing silently, now had a serious look on his face. He spoke before Jiang Yu could say, "Has something happened to them? Or will something happen to them? Do you know why you didn't tell me earlier?"
The respect in his eyes disappeared, and the last sentence became an official questioning and accusation.
Jiang Yu was calm and collected, his voice smooth as water, his voice without a ripple: "If I could predict the future, I would just go find someone."
He didn't take Li Qingyan seriously at all. The people from Bureau 749 who had dealt with him before were much more patient than this man.
Li Qingyan was stunned.
This was the first time he was directly involved in a supernatural event alone. He used to be just an assistant running errands. After his mentality changed, he realized that he was indeed anxious.
Yu Shu took the time to glance at Jiang Yu and sent him away: "Jiang Yu, help me straighten out this thread."
Although he didn't like Li Qingyan's attitude, after all, he was from the 749th Bureau. They might meet again in the future and need each other's help. Leaving a bad impression would do more harm than good to them.
Jiang Yu frowned for a moment and then quickly returned to normal. He didn't understand what Yu Shuli was thinking, but he still went over obediently.
The scene fell into silence.
Zeng Zhiqiang's cell phone ringing broke the silence that had lasted for a while.
"Found it, Chen Jiahe's parents..." Zeng Zhiqiang turned on the speakerphone. The officer on the other end of the line said in a panic, "An hour ago, he had a sudden heart attack at home. According to local reports, they had the onset of the disease at the same time, with almost no time difference."
The police officer's words were like a stopwatch, freezing the three people's movements. Even Yu Shu, who had done what he had expected but was sewing, froze as he spoke.
The police officer called out "Teacher Zeng" twice. Zeng Zhiqiang was so surprised that he didn't have time to react. Jiang Yu took advantage of the situation and said, "Go forward and check his grandfather's generation."
"Okay, wait a moment."
Soon, the police retrieved detailed information about Chen Jiahe's family: "Chen Jiahe's grandfather, Chen Yaozu, was a posthumous child. He had a great-grandfather, Chen Ping'an, who died in his teens. There are no further records going back further."
Jiang Yu's eyelids were slightly drooping, and his long eyelashes were coated with a hazy warm white under the soft light, adding a bit of gentle youthfulness to his appearance.
He recalled the scene he saw in the flames and calculated the time. Chen Ping'an's age just matched the turbulent period of the Republic of China, so the lackey he saw in the flames must be him.
His early death must have been a revenge. If his descendants had not been suppressed, they would not have been able to survive such a long period of safety.
While the three were stunned, Yu Shu heaved a sigh of relief and finally placed the last needle, simultaneously drawing the three's attention back.
"alright."
The light flickered a few times.
Yu Shu seemed to have lost all his strength and was unable to stand. Jiang Yu went over to support him, his hand resting on his waist.
He had a lot of ticklish spots, and Jiang Yu happened to touch the most ticklish spot. It felt like an electric current ran through his waist, making him ache and unable to straighten his back. He nudged Jiang Yu with his elbow, mouthing to remind him that his hand was in the wrong place.
Jiang Yu didn't change his position, but just moved his hand slightly upwards and felt the firm and elastic muscles.
No one noticed their little action because a "person" who looked exactly like the person lying on the ground appeared.
His body was slightly transparent, allowing vision to pass straight through, and the wall behind him seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist.
Li Qingyan's face turned pale. He thought Jiang Yu was already very powerful, but he didn't expect Yu Shu to be able to make ghosts appear.
"Have you encountered anything strange recently?" Jiang Yu asked coldly, not giving him any chance to adapt.
Chen Jiahe knew that he was dead, but he still reflexively looked down at his translucent hands and the empty space behind him.
"No. I even thought I was dreaming, so I jumped down. It was probably because of my great-grandfather." Chen Jiahe spoke calmly, and at the same time bowed deeply to Yu Shu to express his gratitude.
"Recently, I often dream of a little boy who looks a bit like me. In order to comfort himself, he helps others bully his friends." Chen Jiahe has heard from his grandparents since he was a child that his great-grandfather did something wrong and died young as a retribution. Recently, he has always been unable to distinguish between dreams and reality. His death by jumping into the river and drowning today must be related to his great-grandfather.
Chen Jiahe talked about the scene he saw before he drowned.
The three playboys found an uninhabited wild grove, broke Wang Zhiyao's hands and feet, and cut his tendons.
Li Cheng: "It's time to bury him alive."
"Let's play with it for a while. If this one is buried, we'll have to find the next replacement. It's so troublesome." Ma Yaqi smacked his lips.
Zhang Zhaolong glanced at Chen Pingan beside him and said meaningfully: "A handful."
Although Li Cheng looked down on Chen Ping'an, he enjoyed the way Chen Ping'an followed him around like a pug and showed him his courtesy. He was also particularly satisfied with Chen Ping'an's ruthlessness towards his friends for his own safety.
They just wanted to hear the sound of knocking bones. It was Chen Ping'an who proposed such a good idea of removing the tendons of hands and feet. There were obedient dogs to help with the dirty work, and they just needed to be entertained by the side.
If it were someone else, it might not work.
"Let's talk about it later." Li Cheng said with a cold look, pinched a handful of salt and sprinkled it on Wang Zhiyao's bloody wound.
The unconscious Wang Zhiyao woke up again in pain, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids.
Li Cheng was very satisfied with Wang Zhiyao's reaction and actually laughed.
The three men tortured Wang Zhiyao in various ways, making him faint from the pain. After he fainted, they sprinkled salt or chili water on him to wake him up.
The unbearable pain of others is the trigger of happiness for the three of them. The more miserable Wang Zhiyao is, the happier they are.
They were tired from playing and wanted to go back, so they ordered their follower Chen Ping'an to clean up the scene.
However, Chen Pingan did not act according to their original intention.
"I'm sorry for making your life so painful." Chen Ping'an had no regrets and even had a hint of pride when he said it.
"I'll help you."
After saying that, he smashed Wang Zhiyao's face with a shovel and beat his fingers into a paste of flesh and bone. Seeing that Wang Zhiyao was still breathing, he dug a hole and buried him alive.
After listening to Chen Jiahe's narration, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
"The place where the body was buried is now the experimental building of No. 6 Middle School. It turns out that the strange things that happened in No. 6 Middle School in the past month are actually related to me. What a surprise." Chen Jiahe's voice became a little weak when he said the last part. He didn't want to but had to admit that Chen Pingan who was following the three people was his great-grandfather.
"Not long after, the land was expropriated, but unclaimed bodies were dug out. The investor thought it was bad luck, so he sold it to a businessman named Li at a low price to build a school." Zeng Zhiqiang had read the relevant records. If Chen Jiahe had not explained those unknown past events clearly, he really would not have remembered them.
In fact, the police later found out that there were three young masters, but they did not go to jail because Li Cheng persuaded Chen Pingan that as long as he took the initiative to help take the blame, he would let Chen Pingan sleep with his wife before going to jail, be a man for once, and leave a child for their Chen family.
With Chen Ping'an's living conditions of barely making ends meet and unable to support himself, how could he possibly get a wife? The conditions offered by Li Cheng were undoubtedly the perfect solution to his problem.
As for who the businessman surnamed Li is, it goes without saying. The three guys who enjoy hurting others are the fathers of Li Sheng, Ma Yongqi and Zhang Chaoling.
Their evil nature genes have been passed down, so they turn a blind eye to bullying and use their positions to harm students.
Although many things have surfaced, there is still no sign of poison.
Yu Shu wanted to ask something, but Chen Jiahe had already begun to disappear.
"Why is he gone?" Yu Shu asked Jiang Yu with wide eyes.
"This is the power of poison. Even you can't save him for long."
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