How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 294: Transformation Master's Heavenly Master's Mother 14
The office door was closed, blocking out the curious eyes of other students and teachers.

The first words the police officer said were:

“The kids are lying.”

Chen Fang suppressed his smile.

He had noticed it just now, but he kept a friendly smile and didn't show it on his face.

The school leaders listened and tried to defend themselves:
"That's impossible. Our children are quite innocent. Why would they lie?"

"What did Teacher Sun say? Aren't you Zhao Xiaoyun's homeroom teacher?"

"Well, I remember Zhao Xiaoyun was quite withdrawn and didn't interact with other children much..."

"..."

Just when everyone was arguing.

Zhu Wen suddenly spoke:
"You really don't know?"

She leaned against the wall with a smile on her face, her arms folded, and looked straight at someone in the crowd.

The other person froze, and all the blood disappeared from his face:
"W-What do you mean? Can I lie?"

She spoke haltingly, and those who had not doubted her before now became unsure.

The principal asked sternly:

"Teacher Sun, this is a criminal case! Tell us everything you know! Don't bring trouble to our school!"

Teacher Sun's body couldn't stop shaking:
"me……"

She didn't know what she remembered, she gritted her teeth and still denied it.
"I really don't know."

Zhu Wen chuckled.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhu Wen as he walked towards Teacher Sun step by step.

"Teacher Sun, Zhao Xiaoyun's grades are very good, right? Is she always in the top 20 in the grade? If so, as the head teacher, wouldn't you take special care of her? Do you really not know who she is close to and who bullies her? Or... do you know, but can't say it for some reason? Is it bribery? Or... coercion?"

The head teacher, whose surname was Sun, had his expression changed twice.

The first time was when Zhu Wen mentioned the word "bullying".

The second time was when Zhu Wen mentioned "intimidation".

Teacher Sun's expression changed particularly dramatically.

Finally, amidst the condemnation, questioning, and unhappy gazes from the crowd, she helplessly covered her face and cried:

"I have no choice. My husband works in her father's company. If he loses his job, our family's life will be ruined..."

Zhu Wen raised the corner of his mouth:

"who is she?"

"Duan, Duan Ruoqi."

Teacher Sun spit out a name.

The faces of the principal and other leaders changed slightly, and it seemed that they were familiar with this name.

The police really noticed it, and after questioning, they found out that -

It turns out that Duan Ruoqi's father is the chairman of Duan Group.

The Duan family once donated a teaching building and laboratory to the No. 9 Middle School, so although Duan Ruoqi's grades were not good, she was like a fish in water in the school.

"Old Duan, I know him."

Chen Fang also spoke.

It seems that the breakthrough point in Zhao Xiaoyun's case has been found.

The next step is to follow the clues and investigate. This is all the police's business.

For Zhu Wen, her focus lies elsewhere.

She gave Chen Fang a look, and Chen Fang quickly understood, stood in front of her calmly, and then talked about Duan Ruoqi's father nonstop.

Everyone else was focused on getting the information, so they naturally didn't notice that the office door was quietly opened. Zhu Wen took the opportunity to slip out through the thin gap in the door.

Because it was already class time, the corridor outside the office was empty.

Zhu Wen followed the route he had learned in advance, walked up the stairs, and reached the fifth floor.

This is the floor where the art and music classrooms are located.

A fall from a building happened a few days ago, so the school temporarily put up a cordon on this floor and suspended the use of the art classroom.

Zhu Wen bent down and crawled under the isolation belt to enter the classroom, wanting to turn on the light, but found that the light in the classroom seemed to be broken.

After pressing the switch twice and finding no response, Zhu Wen gave up the idea of ​​turning on the light and continued walking inside.

The classroom is very large and is furnished with plaster sculptures, sketching models, easels, paints and other items.

The curtains were half-drawn, but the windows were wide open.

The wind from outside kept blowing in, blowing the curtains, making the whole house feel eerie and cold.

And for some reason, this classroom was darker and colder than the others.

There seemed to be an ominous aura hovering inside...

Zhu Wen walked slowly forward, measuring the situation in the classroom step by step.

After walking around, she didn't seem to find anything special.

Just when Zhu Wen was about to turn around and leave.

The eyes of one of the plaster sculptures suddenly flashed a strange red light.

Zhu Wen seemed not to see it and continued to walk out as if nothing had happened.

Just as she turned around, the plaster statue flew into the air and hit Zhu Wen's back of the head silently!
Zhu Wen, who was facing away, couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth:
"Too little patience."

She drew the small wooden sword from her waist, turned around and chopped down at the plaster statue!

A strange laughter sounded in the air, as if mocking Zhu Wen's arrogance!

Zhu Wen raised his eyebrows, without slowing down his strength or speed.

clang!
The sound was turbulent, like the collision of metal!

But the sound not only came from the seemingly fragile plaster statue, but also from the small wooden sword which was even more fragile than the plaster statue and did not seem to have any killing power at first glance!

The next second, the plaster statue cracked into pieces and turned into dust.

The small wooden sword was intact, without even a crack.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the house, slamming the classroom door shut.

Angry, shrill screams echoed all around, and the voices seemed to want to tear Zhu Wen in half!
Zhu Wen's dress fluttered and her long hair flew, but there was no sign of panic on her face.

She glanced around, and finally, she thrust out with the small wooden sword!

The invisible yin energy was shaking violently.

Then, a white figure appeared in front of her.

It was a female ghost who looked horrible, with tears and blood flowing from her eyes, and her face was filled with a mad and bloodthirsty look!

She glared at Zhu Wen fiercely, as if she was looking at her mortal enemy!

When Zhu Wen saw that the white clothes on the female ghost were faintly glowing red, he knew that this ghost had an extraordinary origin.

Generally speaking, after a person dies, greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, love, evil, desire, etc. eventually become obsessions, entangled with the soul and body, lingering around, and thus turning into a ghost.

At first it was just an ordinary ghost, which had no lethality to humans.

A step more powerful is the vengeful ghost, which has bloodshot eyes and can hurt people.

Next, it is the evil ghost, also known as the red-clothed evil ghost.

Only those who have truly killed many people and experienced the bloody taste of slaughter, and whose clothes are dyed red by blood, can become red-clothed ghosts, which are extremely vicious and evil creatures!
The female ghost in front of him was originally a vengeful ghost, but because she had killed too many people, she had already taken a step into the category of a red-clothed evil ghost, and her strength was extraordinary!