The ultimate master in the city

Chapter 84: The List of 26 Dead

People from humble backgrounds crave recognition and respect from others.

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi came from extremely humble backgrounds; their families were so poor when they were young that they had no friends.

So, upon hearing that they could become college students, and from prestigious universities at that, they were both a little excited. Their status would be different when they went out to work in the future. Where could you find a monk or Taoist priest with a bachelor's degree?

Just thinking about it makes me excited!

Zhou Fengchen slammed his hand on the table. "It's settled!"

Monk Yuanzhi also said, "Let's do it!"

Sun, the education officer, breathed a sigh of relief and discussed it with them for a while. He said, "I will go back and process your student registration immediately. You two can come to the school tomorrow. It will last for a month, and someone will cooperate with you."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Zhou Fengchen felt that a month was a bit long. After thinking about it, he went to the boss's wife and said that he had something else to do. He was always working hard for three days and resting for two. He thought he should quit.

The proprietress looked troubled, as if she had something on her mind. She sighed, took out a wad of cash, and said, "We know you're very capable, and many people ask you for favors. You're wealthy and don't care about this salary. This is your paycheck. Take it and come back in a month. The restaurant will always welcome you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fengchen thought it was great. He took the money and worked diligently all afternoon. When it was time to leave work, he went out with Monk Yuanzhi.

The two bought a bottle of Lao Bai Gan liquor, two roast chickens, and three braised pig trotters. They returned to their rented room and chatted while drinking.

Monk Yuanzhi, with tears welling up in his eyes, sighed, "I didn't even finish junior high school. I remember my parents holding my hands before they died, telling me to study hard, that only by going to university could I have a bright future. Sigh! I'm thinking that once I get my diploma, no matter if it's fake or not, I'll go back and burn some paper money for them and say hello."

Zhou Fengchen sighed and said, "My dad said the same thing before he died. He said, 'Study hard. I'll pay your tuition up to your senior year of high school. When you get into university, I'll be so happy I can crawl out of the ground...'"

After the two couples finished their drinks, Monk Yuanzhi wiped his mouth and said, "What's all this talk about catching ghosts? Let's get our graduation certificates first."

"That makes sense," Zhou Fengchen said. "But how should we study at university? What should we prepare?"

Monk Yuanzhi thought for a moment, "First, everyone should buy a set of inconspicuous clothes, and then a backpack. We don't need books inside, but we can put on ritual implements. When the time comes, once you put on the clothes and carry the backpack, you'll look just like a student!"

"All done!"

……

The next day, the two got up very early, ran to the street and each bought a Mickey Mouse backpack, and then each bought a set of woolen autumn clothes printed with Doraemon.

They changed their gear, exchanged a glance, and hey! That's interesting!

Next, I took a taxi straight to Tunghai University.

Standing amidst the throng of students, gazing at the towering school gate, the two wore blissful smiles, their hearts pounding with excitement.

But... something felt off. Countless college students around me were giving me strange looks, as if I were a lunatic.

Zhou Fengchen looked at himself and asked Monk Yuanzhi, "Is something wrong?"

Monk Yuanzhi paused for a moment, then said, "No, everything's fine!"

Zhou Fengchen looked around and found that more and more students were gathering around, and some were even taking pictures with their phones.

"No! Nobody carries a backpack! And nobody wears such childish clothes. This is a terrible idea."

"Why worry about so much?" Monk Yuanzhi pulled him along. "Come on! Let's go inside and talk about it."

Just then, a few male students gathered around, grinning and saying, "Hey seniors, what kind of performance art is this? It's pretty silly!"

Monk Yuanzhi suddenly flew into a rage, "Who's your senior? Who are you calling an idiot? I'll beat you to a pulp, you believe me?"

The student was taken aback, then also snapped, "Why are you swearing at me like that? Try hitting me and see what happens!"

Seeing that more and more students were gathering around, Zhou Fengchen quickly pulled Yuanzhi Monk aside, "Come on, my sister and her friends are also in this school. They'll be embarrassed if they see this."

Monk Yuanzhi gave a heavy "humph" and followed Zhou Fengchen inside.

Just then, a bespectacled male student came running up, panting. He looked around, and when he saw Zhou Fengchen and the other person, his eyes lit up. "Is that Zhou Fengchen... senior?"

"The course won't last very long..." Zhou Fengchen said, "Were you sent by Instructor Sun to pick us up?"

"Yes, my name is Zhang Kang. Come with me!" The male student handed each of them a student ID and led them into the campus.

I endured countless strange looks and walked for an hour on campus before finally reaching the boys' dormitory building. I went up to room 304 on the third floor, opened the door, and found four beds inside.

Zhang Kang led them inside, closed the door, and said, "There are only four people living in this dormitory. Two of the rooms are for you. Besides the three of us, there's also Jiang Hao. He's a rich kid and doesn't come here often, but he was just here. When he heard I was coming to pick you up, he ran away in fright. I don't know why."

Monk Yuanzhi chuckled, "Why else? This bastard is utterly inhuman."

Zhou Fengchen sat down on his bed and asked, "Sun Jiaotong said you were the one cooperating with us, right?"

Zhang Kang nodded: "Yes!"

Zhou Fengchen asked, "You should know why Instructor Sun sent us here, right?"

"I know!" Zhang Kang thought for a moment, then turned on the computer next to him and said, "I've compiled detailed information on the twenty-six people who have died on campus in the last three years, along with their manner of death, and put it into a table. You can take a look."

Zhou Fengchen and Monk Yuanzhi went over and saw that it detailed the causes of death of the twenty-six victims, as well as their professions, ages, social circles, social backgrounds, and so on.

Zhou Fengchen glanced at them briefly, then clicked his tongue. "Are they all girls?"

Zhang Kang smiled wryly and said, "That's right! They're all girls, and they're all very pretty. They could have had a bright future."

"Boss monk, can you guess what it is?"

Zhou Fengchen subconsciously asked Monk Yuanzhi, but when he turned his head, he found his expression strange, a bit sinister and smug. "What's with that expression? What do you mean by that?"

"No, no," Monk Yuanzhi quickly slapped his forehead and said, "Maybe... it's a male ghost!"

Zhang Kang's expression changed slightly, and he said, "It was indeed a male ghost. Eleven of the twenty-six girls left last words before they died, mentioning a strange old man!"

Monk Yuanzhi said seriously, "It seems this old man is quite lecherous."

Zhang Kang added, "But there's also an old woman!"

Monk Yuanzhi said, "Perhaps it's that old man's wife!"

Seeing that their conversation was becoming increasingly absurd, Zhou Fengchen asked Zhang Kang, "Besides these, what else?"

Zhang Kang shook his head. "No! Apart from the dead, no one has seen any old man or old woman!"

"That's strange." Zhou Fengchen thought for a moment, then casually pointed to a girl named Sun Hong. "This girl died in the middle of the night by stabbing her eyes with a comb. That's interesting. Was anyone present when she died? Let's talk to her."

Zhang Kang hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, we do, but the school wants us to handle this discreetly, and you're still students on the surface. How can we talk to a girl like that? How about... we meet up at the cafeteria at lunchtime?"

"OK!"