"My daughter... died in that fire ten years ago!"

I was shocked and felt incredible.

I think the reason why An Xushan and Liu Yufen are so sad is not only An Ninghui's problem, but also her daughter who died ten years ago.

Those who died in the fire ten years ago were the children of villagers in An Yong Village and nearby villages, and the daughters of An Xushan and Liu Yufen were one of them.

I came back from my surprise and opened my mouth and asked softly, "What is your daughter's name?"

"An Qianqian."

An Xushan replied with three words on his trembling cheeks. These three words said Liu Yufen's emotions became even more unstable. She cried and scolded God for his injustice, and the village chief and Jiang Bing were comforting him.

I don’t know that An Qianqian asked this, and the reason why she asked was that she spoke subconsciously.

My eyes suddenly fell on An Ninghui in the yard.

I stood up and walked out of the main hall, and walked towards An Ninghui, who was sitting in the yard without saying a word, holding her cheeks and watching the blue sky.

An Ninghui's clothes were dirty and there was a lot of dust. His hair was also messy, but I always felt that the child's back was very familiar, which made me feel familiar.

Walking to An Ninghui's side, I squatted down gently to maintain the same height as An Ninghui.

It was at this moment that I saw An Ninghui's cheek, and I finally understood why An Ninghui gave us a very familiar feeling.

Not long ago, I rushed towards the dormitory with the documents sent by Wen Rong. When I passed by the teaching building, I suddenly found someone on the teaching building.

I only realized that person was a child after he came down.

This child...is An Ninghui!

I looked at An Ninghui with a little surprise. If I hadn't heard about An Ninghui's previous events, I would have been surprised why An Ninghui wanted to go there, but I had no questions when An Xushan finished telling about An Ninghui's previous events.

An Ninghui should be able to recognize me, but he didn't react much. He looked at me with his bright eyes and continued to stare at the sky.

His face was a little dusty, so dirty that it made people feel pity.

I wanted to gently wipe An Ninghui's face with my sleeve, but he opened my hand.

I was stunned for a moment and then smiled and shook my head without saying anything. An Ninghui continued to look at his sky.

The sky is so blue that it is cloudless. I don’t know what An Ninghui is looking at so attentively.

When I looked over with his eyes, I found that there was nothing in the air. I couldn't help asking An Ninghui: "Tell me what are you looking at?"

An Ninghui looked at the sky without turning his eyes and spit out a word coldly.

"sky."

"God?" I frowned and said in confusion: "What's so good about God?"

"It looks good." An Ninghui still said only two words, and his tone was still so cold.

I didn't need to compete with a child. I nodded and did not deny what An Ninghui said, but asked him carefully, "Why did you go to the fourth floor of An Yong Village Primary School?"

"I've been there because of my elder brother and sister.

An Ninghui said it very easily and naturally, just as if all this was true. This sentence was said from him as if it were natural.

But this sentence was heard in my ears but I couldn't help feeling a little cool on my back.

"Then why are you playing with those big brothers and big sisters?" I squatted beside An Ninghui and continued to ask.

An Ninghui still held her cheeks and looked at the blue sky in a cold tone. He replied to me in a cold tone: "Because they are very lonely, they can only stay in that classroom and cannot come out, so I have to go play with them."

I licked my lips and didn't know how to continue asking.

An Ninghui has deep autism. I think it is a miracle that he can say a few words to me, but when I continue to ask, it seems to be a bit like coaxing him to tell the truth.

It was at this time that Jiang Bing and Zhao Jiyou walked out of the main hall. When they saw me squatting beside An Ninghui, they nodded at me and signaled that I was almost asking. It was time to leave.

I stood up and said goodbye to Anxushan with Jiang Bing, and left Anxushan's home.

Before leaving, I looked at An Ninghui and found that he also turned his head to look at me. His bright eyes were filled with incomparable purity, like a clear river.

After leaving Anxushan’s home, we went back directly to the dormitory of Anyong Village Primary School.

"Can it be confirmed now that these four dead people have reappeared three hours after they died?" Zhao Jiyou took off the cloth bag he carried with him and sat on the bed and frowned and asked.

I took out a cigarette and lit it. I put it on the corner of my mouth and shook my head slowly, "We have been to An Jianwen's house. An Jianwen said that he went out with a flashlight at 1 o'clock that morning, but when we were at An Jianwen's house, we clearly found that there was a toilet at his house.

I went to his toilet and went outside to explain it. I think An Jianwen was lying."

"Lying..." Jiang Bing walked back and forth around the house for several times and said in confusion: "It's just... why did An Jianwen lie? He has nothing to do with this case, why did he lie?"

I thought about this question when I guess An Jianwen was lying, but he had no idea.

If An Jianwen did not lie, he did see four teachers at 1 a.m., how could he explain all this?

How could the four teachers appear again three hours after they died?

I seemed a little upset and rubbed my forehead with my hands holding a cigarette: "The little boy left in Xu Yingshan's diary also explained. The problem now is how could these four teachers die in the classroom of Class 61? There was nothing wrong with them before they died."

My words are also the most troublesome problem we are now.

Jiang Bing walked to me and took the cardboard box from the table.

The cardboard box contained the relics found at the death scene. That night we only found the props that Dianxian could use. The things inside had not been finished yet, so Wen Rong handed over all the relics.

Jiang Bing seemed to want to sort out these things, and she took out all the things one by one.

I was idle and just took out the things inside with a cigarette in my mouth and handed them to Zhao Jiyou for him to place them.

When I saw the paper with the words ‘3,4,6,9, there was, no, dead, horse, 7, old…’ again, I had some thoughts in my mind.

Since these things are the answers obtained by four teachers when they were alive, can we calculate the questions they asked from the literal meaning of these words?

However, these words are all single words, and it is undoubtedly more difficult for us who are completely unaware of the clues to calculate the questions we ask.

I put this piece of paper on the table and prepared to study it carefully. Maybe there will be any clues.

"This is..." Jiang Bing paused his hand slightly and took out the phone in the sealed bag.

When I saw that phone, my eyes lit up and I said to Jiang Bing: "Open it and see, maybe there are some clues."

Jiang Bing nodded and took out the phone inside the sealed bag.

The phone must have been dropped, which caused the battery and back cover of the phone to be removed from the main body. Jiang Bing skillfully installed the phone and then pressed the boot button.

Fortunately, the phone still has battery power and has not broken down, so it can be turned on normally.

After turning on the phone, Jiang Bing began to search for the contents in the phone. Zhao Jiyou and I continued to pack up the things in the cardboard box for this aside.

The cardboard box was not the same phone. We found three more phones from it. The phones of the four deceased should have been placed in the cardboard box.

Jiang Bing searched for the phone one by one, and the photos inside the phone determined the owner of the phone.

There was no content in Xu Yingshan, Cha Xiaoxun and Yuan Shaoan's phones. Instead, when he found Fang Xingwei's phone, Jiang Bing couldn't help but look up at us happily and said, "There is something in the phone!"

"What?" Zhao Jiyou and I immediately became energetic after hearing Jiang Bing's words, and we looked at our phones and asked.

Jiang Bing put his phone on the table and said while controlling it: "There is a very short video in Fang Xingwei's phone, which should be a video of the death scene! In other words, it is a video of them when they invited the dial to the immortal."

We looked at the cell phones on the table with anticipation.

The video was played by Jiang Bing.

After a slight pause on the phone, a picture appeared. The first thing that caught our eyes was a dark room.

I could hear the heavy breathing sound coming from the room. Judging from the breathing sound, there should be four dead people.

After that, the screen of the mobile phone video suddenly flashed, followed by a white light.

It should be the beam of the flashlight, which shone on a man's face.

Judging from the photos of the deceased's death, the man shining with the light beam should be Fang Xingwei!

Fang Xingwei's face was full of horror and incredibleness, and beads of sweat appeared on his head.

Not long after, I heard Fang Xingwei speak, and Fang Xingwei's voice came out from the phone very clearly.

"What...what should I do?"

They seemed to have encountered some dangerous problems, so they became stuttering when they spoke.

Three of us stared at our phones, and made us suddenly appear in front of us at an unexpected moment.

The phone was held by Fang Xingwei, and his arms should have been hanging down at that time, so the picture we see is Fang Xingwei's frightened cheeks.

After saying that, there was no time to be apart, Fang Xingwei shouted loudly again in horror.

"you!"

This time, Fang Xingwei said very concisely, with only the word "you". Just when we had no idea what was going on, Fang Xingwei, who was holding the phone, began to move.

A gas tank suddenly appeared in the mobile video, and then we saw Fang Xingwei twisting the gas tank with one hand. However, because it was one hand, his movements were a little slow. Soon after, another pair of hands suddenly appeared and followed him to twist the gas tank.

Then Fang Xingwei's finger seemed to touch the video, and the picture inside the phone stopped abruptly...
Chapter completed!