Free Web NovelChapter 291: Chapter 291: School Suicide by Jumping off a Building Case
The information above is all about some traditional Chinese medicine companies in Zao City, with many of them having a close relationship or frequent dealings with the Wen Family—the documents had been accordingly marked.
It looked like Wen Yonglin had already notified these companies.
"I think these materials should be able to help you. The most urgent thing for you now is to visit these companies, but as a newcomer in the traditional Chinese medicine market of Zao City, it might be difficult to gain their attention at first,"
Wen Yonglin said, pointing to the last two pages of the document.
"In less than two months, there will be an auction for traditional Chinese medicine, and it’s a large-scale event, a national one at that."
"If you can make a splash at the auction and capture everyone’s attention, even if you don’t seek them out, they will be falling over themselves to come to you."
Wang Hao carefully reviewed the materials.
Actually, Wang Hao had heard about this so-called traditional Chinese medicine auction a month ago, but at that time, he didn’t take it seriously because he didn’t understand much about medicine auctions.
But according to the information given by Wen Yonglin, it seemed the auction would mostly involve collectible traditional Chinese medicines.
Indeed, there was also a collecting aspect to medicinal herbs, something Wang Hao had learned about during his first sale of Lingzhi, from the old man who appraised it, and collectible medicinal herbs were quite valuable.
That old man had also invited Wang Hao to participate in the auction, but at the time Wang Hao didn’t have any impressive items to offer, so he didn’t pay it much attention.
Now it seemed that Wang Hao needed to start preparing for the auction in earnest.
This was his stepping stone to break into the Zao City market; he couldn’t miss this opportunity.
But before that, he still needed to register a company in Zao City.
"Uncle Wen, I really don’t know how to thank you. You’ve helped me so much and even let Shi Han stay at your house. I..."
Wang Hao was truly grateful.
"All right, lad, I’m also repaying you for the favor you did in helping save our Wen Family from desperate straits,"
Wen Yonglin suddenly frowned and said cautiously to Wang Hao,
"Actually, I had Shi Han stay at my home instead of the dormitory for a reason. Do you remember the friend I mentioned who understands classical texts?"
Wang Hao nodded.
Wen Yonglin handed the document that had previously been shown to Mr. Shen to Wang Hao and said,
"He’ll be back in about three days, but before he returns, he sent me this document and instructed me to thoroughly investigate this matter—it’s connected to Xiangtan University!"
Wang Hao opened the file and glanced through the documents inside, his brow furrowing involuntarily.
"The Xiangtan University suicide case? Is it that otherworldly incident that was rumored before?"
Wang Hao let out a wry smile because he had also heard about this incident, which had been surrounded by many rumors suggesting that it was a very mysterious case of suicide.
But to Wang Hao, it seemed like gossip spread by idle or guilty-minded people.
"Many folks say this case is a supernatural event, and even the police, after gathering all the evidence, found it strange. But my old friend is certain someone is pulling strings behind the scenes, seeking revenge against him!"
Wen Yonglin spoke in a low voice.
Wang Hao examined the documents again closely.
The documents stated that in room 414 of the old women’s dormitory of Xiangtan University, there were almost incidents of students falling from the building every semester, and they were always female students.
Each student who jumped to her death died with her eyes wide open, unable to close them even in death.
Afterward, no one dared to live in that dormitory; indeed, people were afraid to approach the entire building, leading the school to seal off the dormitory and keep its doors tightly shut.
Despite this, incidents of falling continued to occur in that building, and what was even more baffling was that after each incident, the lock on the main door remained undamaged.
The school had no choice but to install surveillance cameras below the building, yet the incidents did not cease. Strangely, whenever someone fell, the cameras would experience malfunctions.
After the incidents, the camera malfunctions would resolve on their own, and in the meantime, experts had been brought in to investigate, and rituals had been performed, but no one could find the root cause or explain any of it.
The material also included some photographs. The entire dormitory building looked quite ordinary, with nothing particularly noteworthy.
However, the photographs of the deceased caught Wang Hao’s attention.
All in long red dresses.
Without exception, these girls were all wearing long dresses, which looked very terrifying.
Wang Hao remembered the elderly in the village once said that those who died wearing red garments would carry a heavy resentment and would become fierce ghosts after death.
Although it was only a legend, the entire case had become so bizarre that everyone couldn’t help but imagine that an evil spirit had come for revenge.
Suddenly, Wang Hao noticed that in one of the photographs, one of the deceased seemed to be holding something in her hand. Upon a closer look, it sent a shiver down his spine.
My God, it’s a doll, and a beheaded one at that.
This immediately reminded Wang Hao of several murder cases that had recently occurred in town, where many similar dolls had been found in the victims’ homes.
But unlike the dolls in town, the one in the photograph was very small and was being tightly held by the deceased. If one did not look closely, it would be impossible to notice.
However, the dolls found in the homes of the deceased in town varied in size, but even the smallest was much larger than the one in the photograph.
So now the question arises, what is the relationship between these girls who jumped to their deaths and these dolls? Why was it that only one of the deceased was holding a doll, while others were not?
But Wang Hao noticed something else: the hand positions of the deceased without dolls in the photographs were all very strange, as if they had been grasping something before.
Wang Hao boldly speculated that these victims might all have been holding these dolls when they died, but someone had forcibly taken them away after their deaths. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
"Dolls? I think dolls might be the key clue to solving these mysteries!"
Wang Hao said earnestly.
"My old friend and the police have also noticed this, but they found no clues on the dolls. They were just holding some ordinary dolls!"
Wen Yonglin said.
"But what I don’t understand is, did the principal of Xiangtan University offend someone? Why are there frequent jumping incidents at his school, and why are they so strange? Is someone plotting against him?"
Wang Hao glanced at Wen Yonglin, hoping to get some inside information from him.
However, Wen Yonglin did not take the bait, and Wang Hao was unclear whether he really did not know the inside story or was just unwilling to speak!
"By the way, keep an eye on Zi Cong for me, communicate with him more, and make sure he stops causing me trouble outside!"
Wen Yonglin suddenly changed the subject, as if trying to divert Wang Hao’s attention.
"I can’t manage your precious grandson, he doesn’t listen to me at all, stubborn as a mule!"
Wang Hao shook his head, thinking to himself that it would be a relief if Wen Zicong didn’t come to him for trouble, let alone expecting him to discipline Wen Zicong—it was a joke.
"If he doesn’t listen to you, you have my permission to discipline him!"
Wen Yonglin slapped the table, annoyed, wondering if Wen Zicong was beyond correcting now.
Wang Hao smiled helplessly, finding Elder Wen quite amusing. Elder Wen himself was unwilling to discipline his precious grandson, yet he was encouraging someone else to do the educating.
It was obvious that the elder was extremely fond of Wen Zicong, and even though Elder Wen had given the green light to discipline him, Wang Hao simply couldn’t bring himself to do it.
However, since Wen Yonglin had asked for his help, when it came to Wen Zicong, Wang Hao couldn’t simply ignore any news about him.
"By the way, Uncle Wen, do you know who Xing Hua is? I haven’t heard of him before," Wang Hao suddenly recalled the people Yi Zetian had called in today, who all claimed to work for Xing Hua.
Wen Yonglin thought about it carefully before answering.
"This Xing Hua is a very mysterious person!"
