"Boss, what's wrong?" The ghost tried to swallow, but found that it was all in vain.
Little Yuzu said aggressively, "Are you sure there's nothing wrong? Hmm?"
"I... let me think!" The man was terrified by the little pomelo and hurriedly racked his brains.
Not long after, the male ghost said, "I remember now, he would take a strange pill every day before going to sleep."
I don't know what it is, and we dare not get too close. It seems to have some kind of device that can see us; every time we get too close, it emits a sharp, popping sound.
"Maybe they've been watching you all along." Just then, Xiaobai's voice came from behind.
She looked at the two ghosts with cold eyes, and had a vague feeling that she wanted to start eating.
Little Yuzu naturally sensed it too.
She called out, "Xiaobai."
"Hmm?" Facing Xiaoyouzi, Xiaobai gave a slight smile: "What's wrong, Xiaoyouzi?"
Little Yuzu walked over and held Little White in her hands: "Don't scare them, they still have a use."
"Okay." Xiaobai suppressed her gloomy demeanor.
The two ghosts, who were almost so frightened that they knelt down, obediently fell silent.
"What else? Tell me quickly."
Little Yuzu smiled at the male ghost, then said in a sinister tone, "If you don't tell me now, I'll release Little White."
The male ghost shook his head: "There really isn't any left. Anyway, he must have been injured. He would clutch his chest and cough every night."
“Yes, that’s all. He didn’t make any unusual phone calls either,” the ghost next to him chimed in.
Little Yuzu nodded: "Alright, you guys go back and keep an eye on things."
"Yes, boss."
The two ghosts left cautiously.
Little Yuzu sighed: "I have art class tomorrow, so I'll go and meet this new art teacher."
“When I’m with you, I always feel like things aren’t that simple. I have to keep an eye on you,” Xiaobai said earnestly.
Little Yuzu nodded: "Okay, thank you, Xiaobai."
"Say this?" Xiaobai glanced at Xiaoyouzi.
Little Yuzu immediately shook her head: "No, I didn't say anything!"
"That's more like it."
Little White gave a haughty snort.
*
The next afternoon arrived quickly.
It's time for art class again.
The group arrived at the art classroom, but Feng Yuandan, the class representative, was not there.
Little Yuzu frowned and asked, "Where's Dandan? I haven't seen her."
"Dandan went to find the art teacher, probably to pick up her previous homework," Mu Siyu replied, scratching her head.
Looking at the time, Xiaoyouzi wasn't in a hurry: "It's not time for class yet."
"It's a bit strange. Usually, the teachers would be here waiting for us by this time, but they haven't come yet," Jiang Qian said curiously from the side.
Little Yuzu suddenly stood up: "Oh no, I'm going to check."
After saying that, Xiaoyouzi didn't explain further and hurriedly ran outside.
"Little Yuzu, where are you going?" Just then, a man's questioning voice came from behind, and Little Yuzu suddenly stopped in her tracks...
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