The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 69 The Secret of the White Swan Orphanage

After He Nan slipped quietly to the office, he listened to the voices inside and found that there were still people there.

So, he made a "wait" gesture to Shirley, and retreated to Shirley's side, observing the timing behind the wall.

Sure enough, not long after, another person left the house in a hurry.

This time, He Nan breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he could go in.So after the man walked away, he leaned closer and listened carefully, and after confirming that no one else was there, he quietly unscrewed the handle and walked in gently.

"Huh...the computer is not turned off." He Nan looked at the content on the computer screen, and after operating with the mouse, he was immediately attracted to the attention: "Oh... this is interesting. Come and take a look."

"What?" Shirley also came over.

"Look at the above forms." He Nan pointed to it: "There is a lot of information related to the physical indicators of the adopted children."

"Hmm..." Xue Li looked at the computer, her expression became serious: "...Huh?"

"See what's unusual?"

"Maybe I'm thinking too much." Shirley pointed to the screen: "But normally, would you write down the physical composition of each child's body? It's too detailed. Normally, record the height and weight Wouldn’t it be good like that?”

"..." He Nan frowned, thinking it made sense.

That's exactly what happened.

Why is this happening?

With these doubts in mind, He Nan opened the table with more detailed data, and then compared them carefully.

Under the same folder, there is another document called "Observation Record".

After opening it, I found that all the data can be matched with the table, and even equipped with a series of health parameter change curves.

"Although I don't know what the hell they are doing, this kind of data is absolutely abnormal." He Nan felt that it was full of contradictions: "There must be other meanings behind these data...such as using children to test drugs? I didn't find anything related to it." Other book titles related to it may not be saved in the computer. In any case, let’s record some of them first.”

"I've already recorded it." Shirley's fingers flew quickly on the screen, and then rummaged through the surrounding files: "Continue. Find out if there is anything suspicious in the computer."

Conan hummed hurriedly in response, and then continued to rummage through other folders.

After roughly judging that there were no special local files, he logged into the e-mail.

Looking at the vast sea of ​​emails in the inbox, He Nan's eyes lit up first, and he saw a name he was expecting.

That is, the chess master.

Are you actually using your own name to communicate directly...

He Nan opened the letter and the dean's follow-up letter, and took pictures of the contents before he could read them in detail.

Then, enter the names "chess master" and "Basil Homer" into the search bar, and take photos of all their emails that are still on file.

Although it was too late to take a closer look, He Nan had vaguely seen the name Michelle displayed in it.

After doing this, Ho Nan could vaguely hear Mr. Stark approaching the fourth floor.

He realized that now was the time to retreat, or he might get bumped when he left the office.

"Xue Li, it's time to go." He Nan reminded: "Quickly restore the messed things."

"OK." Miyano Shiho hurriedly took pictures of the last piece of paper with his mobile phone, and quickly restored them to their original state.

And He Nan also quickly deleted the local and network browsing records just now, closed the browser and the redundant window interface, and then restored the mouse and pointer to the same position as before, and gently opened the door first .

He cautiously looked outside, then gestured for Shirley to follow, and walked towards the corridor without any panic.

And Shirley also closed the door softly and softly, and caught up with He Nan.

The two deliberately returned the same way, avoiding the stairs close to the dean's office.

When they went down to the third floor, Iron Man happened to come down to the fourth floor with the support of the dean and the reporter.

"Phew... escaped perfectly." Returning to the car, He Nan immediately started the car and drove away from the White Swan Orphanage. He didn't stop until he drove a street away, turned his head and said excitedly: "How about it, what interesting did you find?" Do you have the file?"

"Why don't you talk about your side first?" Shirley's tone was full of jokes: "The things I found here are quite explosive."

"Haha, okay!" He Nan opened the phone's photo album, showing the things he had photographed page by page: "There are many emails between chess masters and the dean here."

"Hmm..." Shirley leaned over to look at the photos together, and complained, "Can you improve your photography skills? Several photos are skewed, and the characters are too small."

"It's an urgent situation, so I don't care so much." He Nan expressed his helplessness: "Don't complain, just watch it. It's not messed up."

Through careful searching by the two, it was found that the main contents of these letters were asking how the children in the orphanage were doing...and daily greetings.

There's no mention of doing business—maybe it's all in person, not by email.

Chess grandmasters obviously don't really care about the health of the kids.

He Nan can guarantee this point.

If there is any discomfort in the children's body, it is mostly related to his behavior.

For example... experimented with them.

Every time the dean asked the chess master how the child was doing, he would send him a form.

So in He Nan's view, there must be a mystery in this form.

He even regretted that he only took a part of the form instead of copying it directly.

The next part is the daily greeting.

This part is nothing special.

...Except for the part related to the Black Witch Michelle.

These conversations are confusing.

Because, judging from the tone of the chess master, Michel is indeed dead and has become the core raw material of his chess pieces.

...but a part of her soul is still free.

Even the chess master has seen her many times with his own eyes.

But he is not afraid of the black witch's undead revenge at all - because most of Michelle's soul is imprisoned in the black magic chess, and the power is controlled by the chess master.

Moreover, in fact, Michelle couldn't control her power at all.

This is different from mutants whose powers are out of control.

Michelle is simply not going to use it.

"So...Michelle's ghost has been wandering in New York City, right?" He Nan looked at the mail and felt that this was a good opportunity: "This also means that we can also see her?"

"I think there may be a threshold to meet her." Shirley glanced at him and said, "For example, you have to be psychic. But neither of us can."

"Maybe the naked eye needs it, but it doesn't need to be photographed." He Nan picked up the photo of Michelle and shook it in his hand: "Isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)