Chapter 23 Morin
Li Yang suddenly lowered his voice and leaned forward mysteriously:
"Do you know? I heard that many years ago, a senior from our computer department committed suicide due to depression!"
"What? Is this true?"
Liu Qian put down the latte in her hand, and the bottom of the cup hit the table with a dull sound.
Her eyes widened, and her thick eyelashes cast a shadow in the light.
"Really? I heard that, too."
Jichen echoed, "It seems to be called Mo Lin..."
"Maureen?"
Tian Tian's milk tea, which she was sipping, suddenly stopped in mid-air. She opened her round eyes wide:
"Is this the same person as Mo Lin who spoke in the freshman group yesterday?"
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
Gu Yuan observed everyone's expressions calmly.
Li Yang's brows were furrowed, Liu Qian's lips were trembling slightly, Ji Chen's Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and Tian Tian was holding her mobile phone tightly.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ji Chen's mobile phone on the table. The screen was still on, showing the chat interface of the Computer Science Department freshman group.
Stop at what Mo Linfa said: I always use Tiandi Bank.
"This...this can't be just a coincidence, right?"
Tian Tian's voice was an octave higher than usual, sounding particularly harsh in the quiet coffee shop.
"Maybe someone's playing a prank?"
Li Yang said this with forced calmness, but his index finger constantly tapping on the table revealed his inner anxiety.
Gu Yuan watched this scene in silence.
"Who exactly is Senior Mo Lin?" he asked.
Jichen took a deep breath. "He was a legend in the Computer Science Department ten years ago. It's said that he was specially recruited at the age of fifteen and has amazing talent in the field of artificial intelligence, but..."
He paused, his eyes drifting off into the distance: "During my senior year, he jumped off the roof of the laboratory building."
"Why?" Liu Qian asked, her fingers tightly twisted together.
"Officially it's depression."
Li Yang took over the conversation, lowering his voice: "But I heard from the seniors in the student union that things are not that simple."
Gu Yuan noticed that Ji Chen's expression became extremely complicated, as if he was struggling whether to say something.
"I...I checked the school records."
Jichen finally spoke, his voice barely audible. "Before his death, Senior Mo Lin left behind a suicide note accusing his advisor, Professor Zhang, of sexually assaulting him for two years."
"What?"
Tian Tian gasped: "Professor Zhang? That's Zhang Yifei from our department, the one who wears glasses, is usually gentle and elegant, and always has a smile on his face..."
"Yes, that's him."
Li Yang sneered, "And it's said that Mo Lin's girlfriend not only didn't believe him at the time, but also publicly said he had mental problems and even posted his private information on the campus forum."
Gu Yuan felt a chill running up his spine.
This is not just the fall of a genius, but a complete murder carried out by someone trusted!
Betrayal, slander, public execution...
Pushing the victim into the abyss of despair.
How could someone be so cruel? How could human hearts be so dark?
"so…"
Liu Qian's voice trembled. "If that 'Mo Lin' in the freshman group was really... him, why would he come looking for us?"
Everyone fell silent again.
Gu Yuan's eyes swept over everyone's face, perhaps because they all had conspicuous bags?
A group of people who are too "conspicuous" among the new group have attracted unwilling gazes in the darkness.
Gu Yuan's problem was that he had an extremely yin body and was easily attracted by ghosts.
Tian Tian's face turned pale instantly. Her voice was shaky and she was crying like she was on the verge of collapse:
"Are there really ghosts in this world? Are we...are we being haunted?"
"impossible!"
Liu Qian stood up suddenly, her chair scraping against the floor with a harsh sound. "There are no ghosts in the world! It's all just a psychological effect! Someone must be playing a prank! We...we have to report it to the counselor! Find out who is causing trouble in the group!"
Her voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of guests from several tables around.
Liu Qian sat down awkwardly, but her chin was still raised stubbornly, with a stubborn glint in her eyes.
"mischief?"
Jichen shook his head vigorously, his face full of disapproval.
He was eager to convince everyone, "My...my mom! Just two days ago! She suddenly couldn't sleep well for several nights in a row, and had nightmares all night long! She said she felt haunted by something, and in her dreams there was always a faceless woman in red standing by her bed, staring at her! She was terrified!"
Jichen's voice rose a little with excitement. "Later, she met a Taoist priest selling things under the overpass! The priest took one look at her and said she'd 'taken things she shouldn't have, and had caused uncleanness,' and gave her a talisman on the spot! It cost three hundred yuan! My mother, half-believing, half-doubting, took it home and put it under her pillow... and she slept soundly that night! She never dreamed of that woman again! How do you explain this?"
"Your mother still believes this?"
Liu Qian scoffed, her tone full of disdain for "feudal superstition":
"Three hundred yuan for a piece of paper? A charlatan trying to scam you out of your money! Maybe it's just psychological suggestion, or maybe the 'thing' just left on its own!"
"No! That master is really amazing!"
Jichen insisted, his tone even tinged with a hint of defense: "He's right! My mother did... did take out an old piece of jewelry a few days before the accident. It looked quite old... and then something bad happened! The master said that the item carried the resentment of the original owner!"
Gu Yuan's heart was shocked!
Wasn't this the first order he made two days ago? Who would have thought that the lady was the mother of his classmate?
The world is really too small!
"Where is that master now?" Tian Tian asked anxiously.
Jichen shook his head in frustration: "I can't find it. My mother said she would look for it the next day, but she didn't find it."
Of course you can’t find him because his stall hours are not fixed.
"cough…"
Gu Yuan cleared his throat and considered his words.
This was the first group of friends he made in this new environment. Although it was short-lived and the atmosphere was weird at the moment, he still decided to give them a reminder.
He said seriously, "Whether you believe it or not, I suggest... everyone be careful recently. Don't stay out too late at night, and try to go back to the dormitory with others. If you really feel uneasy..."
He paused, his eyes sweeping over Jichen. "You could... find a reliable Taoist temple or Buddhist monastery and ask for a peace charm to ward off bad luck. Just think of it as... buying some psychological comfort."
Jichen swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down nervously: "I can ask my mother to contact the Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain."
"Don't scare yourself! Trust science!"
Liu Qian emphasized again, but Gu Yuan noticed the trembling of her hands.
Gu Yuan didn't say anything else.
It’s hard to persuade a ghost who wants to die with kind words, so respect the fate of others.
He knew that something had already begun, and the five of them had been involved in the accident.
A kid like Mo Lin is no match for Ji Yunzhou.
Gu Yuan doesn't need to worry about this matter.
"See, I told you that humans are annoying. What's the point of your trying to persuade them?" Ji Yunzhou's voice rang out again.
"You're right, I'm a little tired, Ji Yunzhou." Gu Yuan rubbed his head.
He feels a little unwell now, with a dizzy head.
Gu Yuan reached out and touched his forehead, it was burning hot.
"Go to sleep, let me do it."
When Ji Yunzhou put on the top number, "Gu Yuan"'s temperament instantly changed.
The whole person's presence suddenly became solid and heavy, emitting an invisible pressure that made people subconsciously want to hold their breath.
This sudden change was so obvious that even the others who were immersed in the argument noticed the abnormality in an instant.
The anniversary of death is the closest and the feeling is the strongest.
He felt a chill in his face, making his hair stand on end.
He subconsciously touched the amulet hanging around his neck, and asked with a voice full of doubt and fear:
"Gu...Gu Yuan? You...what's wrong with you? You look so ugly... Are you...are you okay?"
A terrible thought popped into his mind uncontrollably.
Could it be that he is... possessed by a ghost?
We were just talking about ghosts, and Gu Yuan suddenly became like this...
"Gu Yuan" turned his head, his eyes full of condescending scrutiny and indifference.
Ji Chen felt cold all over when he looked at him, and the rest of his words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Gu Yuan opened his thin lips slightly and uttered only three cold words:
"Leaving now."
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