Ling Fei shuddered, and he believed Jiang Qian'an's words a little more. Half an hour ago, he was still a staunch materialist, but now he just wanted his girlfriend to scold him and get angry.
Jiang Qian packed up his things. He simply took some things and pretended to be casual while fiddling with his phone. In fact, he wanted to take a few more photos of the doll. He knew it was risky, but in order to completely eradicate it, he had to do it.
He knew that the ghost in the doll often followed Wang Kunpeng, but if they touched the doll, the ghost would also feel it, so he tried to be as careful as possible to take photos from multiple angles at a safe distance.
Ling Fei and Ren Yao were already in tears. Qi'an, you are our God!
The little ghost's home is sensitive to sound but has no eyes, so even if they talk in the dormitory, Wang Kunpeng will know.
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