Chapter 7 Am I Beautiful?
After the roll call, Sun Zhibing adjusted his glasses and said, "By the way, I have some good news for you all. The school is holding a summer get-together for all the colleges. The other colleges and departments are all raising their own money and finding their own venues."
"Zheng Shao's father, Mr. Zheng Tiance, sponsored our hospital's two-day trip to the Zheng Group's high-end summer resort. It's completely free!"
Hearing this, everyone became excited.
"Gather at the barn after lunch the day after tomorrow. The hospital has chartered a bus for everyone to go together."
"At the end of the roll call, I suggest that we all applaud and thank Shaoqi!" Sun Zhibing gave Zheng Shaoqi an earnest smile, but found that the other party's face seemed not very good and he didn't even look at him.
In the back row, Jiang Chen was stunned, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.
"It stands to reason that someone of Zheng Tiance's stature would know something that ordinary people don't. I don't know why he hasn't been very active recently and hasn't taken the initiative to undertake such a large-scale event..."
He thought about it, gathered his demonic power, his pupils slightly warmed, and looked towards Zheng Shaoqi.
The next moment, Jiang Chen's eyes moved, and he saw two black handprints on the other person's shoulder, as if he had been grabbed by something.
"There's a problem..." He frowned and thought about it, then shook his head.
I just had a conflict with Zheng Shaoqi, and it would be narrow-minded to persuade everyone not to go at this time.
"Forget it, at most we can go over and take a look together later." In the end, Jiang Chen did not meddle in other people's business. He was not a good man, and the most important thing now was to improve his own strength.
After taking roll call, I rested in the store in the morning and used the computer to look up recent murder news.
The milk tea shop that Zheng Shaoqi mentioned was actually opened by Jiang Chen. After all, he was a time traveler. Although he didn't accomplish anything earth-shattering, he used the original capital left by Old Zhang to open several small shops on campus. Now he has a net worth of over one million and continues to earn income.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare rent a house for 5,000 yuan a month.
Of course, all his efforts over the years were not worth the house given by Sister Hong.
I had two classes in the afternoon.
After dinner at around seven o'clock, Jiang Chen took a taxi to Tianfu Road.
It was already dark when we left. There was an old residential area nearby and only a few houses had lights on.
Jiang Chen glanced at the panel and then got out of the car with confidence.
【宿㹏】：Jiang Chen
【Ghost Qi】：9
[Demon Transformation Card]: Red Python (1 star), Demon King (1 star)
Enter the next building and knock on the door of 101.
"Who is it?" an old man's voice came out, but he didn't open the door.
"Uncle, do you know which household Zhang Meimei lives in?" Jiang Chen asked.
In the morning, he searched for the disfigurement case on Tieba and found that many people were discussing it. One person claimed to be from Tianfu Road Community and revealed that a woman had died in the community before the disfigurement case occurred.
However, the other party only said the woman's name and how she died.
Zhang Meimei, her body was disfigured.
Hearing the name, the old man inside the door was silent for a while before saying, "I don't know, I've never heard of it. You should go quickly. The neighborhood has been a bit busy lately. Be careful of any accidents."
After the old man finished speaking, the sound of his footsteps faded away and he disappeared.
"He denied it twice in a row. This is to cover up his inner panic. He must know this name, but I don't dare to mention it more." At the door, Jiang Chen touched his chin, his eyes thoughtful.
"Even if it's a deceased neighbor, you wouldn't be so shy about it, right?"
"Ask someone else."
Jiang Chen then knocked on the doors of two more households. When they heard the name Zhang Meimei, they seemed to have heard some taboo. Their faces changed drastically and they closed the door without saying a word.
"I think I've come to the right place. Maybe Zhang Meimei lived in this building before she died. Something must have happened after her death, which is why the neighbors in the building are so worried."
He raised his head and glanced at the dark corridor. Although it was summer, the building was very cold and filled with a smell similar to that of a hospital.
"For such an old residential complex, there's not even a security guard. There shouldn't be any property management who comes in to disinfect regularly."
"So where does this disinfectant smell come from?"
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