Chapter 411 Good and Evil

"It's more than two o'clock in the morning, and the time is too late."

Chen Ge took out his mobile phone and looked at the various information recorded on it. He was thinking about how to complete the task of the underground corpse.

The passenger had to rush to the abandoned school in the suburbs late at night. The driver in the front row was under great pressure, sweating frequently, and quietly watching Chen Ge's every move through the rearview mirror.

Chen Ge was also a little uncomfortable to be stared at like this all the time. He doubted that if he continued like this, he would soon be blacklisted by Jiujiang Taxi Company.

"It seems that I should also consider buying a car, but I don't have a driver's license. Forget it, I'll talk about it after I get a ghost who can drive."

Chen Ge's mind flashed across the truck driver of the moving company in the eastern suburbs, and thought he was a good fit.

"When the underground corpse task is completed, I will go to the eastern suburbs to see. If the truck driver agrees to join the haunted house, I will even save money on buying a car."

Unconsciously showing a smile on his face, Chen Ge felt that he had found another potential employee.

At 2:40 in the morning, Chen Ge came to the periphery of Muyang Middle School. He got into the cluttered bushes and saw the school hidden in the dark before walking far.

"This place is just a two-star horror scene, but why does it make me feel more gloomy than the third sick house?"

Chen Ge unzipped his backpack. He had come to ask the old principal for help. He didn't want to make it too scary, but he felt a little uneasy if he didn't hold the Skull Smasher.

Holding the handle of the hammer, Chen Ge pressed the switch of the repeater and entered the abandoned school.

"The old principal was in the last classroom before."

The murderer of the case of hiding a corpse in the well has been caught. After the police withdrew, no one came here for a long time.

The playground was overgrown with weeds, and Muyang Middle School returned to its original appearance.

Walking on the burned corridor, Chen Ge entered the teaching building. He pushed open the door of the last classroom and looked inside.

Rows of desks were neatly arranged, and Chen Ge sat in the middle of the classroom as he did when he first came.

Strange characters were written on the blackboard, various strange requests were engraved on the table, the windows were slowly shaking, and the night wind blew into the house from the broken glass.

same scene,

But the question in Chen Ge's mind was completely different from the last time.

"Where can the old principal hide?"

Chen Ge had no ill will towards the old principal, he just wanted to reunite him with those students.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ge took out a ballpoint pen from his backpack.

He sat in the middle of the classroom and played the game of pen fairy.

"Pixian, Bixian, you are my past life, I am your present life, can you tell me where the first principal of Muyang Middle School is now?"

The ballpoint pen covered with scotch tape stood on the table, and hesitantly wrote three words: "Office."

Seeing these three words, Chen Ge nodded lightly. He felt that the pen fairy had a sense of belonging to the House of Horrors, even a sense of honor, which made him very happy.

Getting up and leaving the last classroom, Chen Ge got into the office building. He checked room by room, and finally found the principal's office deep in the corridor.

In order to leave a good impression on the old principal, Chen Ge knocked on the door five times, and after confirming that there was no response, he smashed the door lock with a skull crusher.

Breaking in, Chen Ge found the house empty.

"Muyang Middle School was established by the old principal little by little. He should not leave here."

Maybe it was the lack of time, or the old principal had other concerns, so he didn't show up.

"The principal was a good man during his lifetime. After his death, returning to Muyang Middle School may just be because he can't worry about the more than 20 students. Now that those students are taken care of by me, will he have let go of his obsession and completely dissipated?"

Chen Ge thought about it, and it was not impossible.

Closing the door, Chen Ge walked into the house.

The principal's office is very rudimentary, with nothing but desks, chairs and a bookcase.

"There must be a reason for the pen fairy to let me come to the office. Did the old principal know that I would not let him go? Guessed that I was coming?"

The appearance of the fat old man appeared in Chen Ge's mind, and he was a little uncertain.

He walked to the table, opened a few drawers and looked at them. Counting from top to bottom, the first drawer contained a few certificates for municipal competitions.

The teachers at Muyang Middle School are weak, and the students' academic performance is not good. Usually, they participate in various competitions held in the city. They are also at the bottom of the list. They have obtained very few certificates, but each one has been carefully preserved by the old principal.

"The old principal really wants to run this school well, but unfortunately, his strength alone is not enough."

Chen Ge opened the second drawer, which was full of thank-you letters, mostly written by students, thanking the outside world for their donations.

"He still keeps these things."

After looking through it for a long time, Chen Ge couldn't find anything useful either, so he opened the last drawer.

Inside was a reading glasses and several thick ledgers.

"Love donation statistics?"

Chen Ge opened the ledger and was stunned when he saw the name of the person in the first row.

"Doctor Gao of Jiujiang Mental Illness Research Center?"

In order to make sure that Doctor Gao was the one he knew, Chen Ge also searched the Internet.

"Yes, this person is Gao Ruxue's father."

Turning over the ledger, Dr. Gao ranked first among all the donors, which made Chen Ge's view of Dr. Gao change again.

There are also donations from several companies in the back of the account book. Every time they donate with love, they will make a big splash, and there are media broadcasts. They wish the whole world would know about it, but the actual donation is not as much as that of Dr. Gao alone.

Silently donating to the school without making a statement, Dr. Gao seems to be doing this just to do good deeds.

"Would such a person be the president of the Weird Talk Association?"

Chen Ge was standing at the table. If Dr. Gao was really the president of the Weird Talk Association, he would be the most complicated person Chen Ge had ever seen.

"On the one hand, donating to schools and treating patients, on the other hand, he wants to kill and extradite the ghosts behind the door. What does he want to do?"

No one can guess Dr. Gao's thoughts. The most outstanding psychiatrist in Jiujiang seems to have buried his heart.

At the end of the ledger was Doctor Gao's handwritten reply letters to the children, all of which were kept by the old principal.

Chen Ge turned to the end little by little, and at the end of the ledger he saw a photo in the ledger.

The characters are a little unclear, but they can still be recognized at a glance. The person in the photo is Dr. Gao.

He stood with another young man, surrounded by a group of children, and a shy woman stood not far from the two.

The woman's face was very blurred and not very clear, but in terms of body shape, she was very similar to the strange woman Chen Ge met at Jiujiang Forensic College.