The classroom soon buzzed with activity, everyone forming teams with each other. Naturally, Henry and I were a group.

"We still need one more person," Henry said.

"Just find anyone," I said indifferently. Just then, a timid voice spoke up, "Can I join you?"

I was startled and looked up to see Diana from our class, one of the school's most popular girls. She was outgoing and cheerful, and had a lot of popularity among both boys and girls.

"Why do you want to join us?" I asked stammeringly. A mischievous expression appeared on Diana's delicate face, and her voice was cunning, "Of course, it's because you said that earlier, and I think you're smart. Working together, we might find something."

"Alright," I nodded. So the three of us formed an investigation team. The afternoon was free, giving us plenty of time for investigation.

Diana was beautiful with a lively and lovely personality, making me frequently turn my gaze towards her. The three of us walked around the school. The entire school didn't seem affected by the deaths of the two students, as students from other classes were active on the playground.

"Do you know why other classes aren't like ours?" Diana asked us.

"Who knows, but I envy them," I said helplessly, looking at the students playing basketball on the playground. Compared to them, we were living in hell. No one knew who the next vote would fall on.

"Why is our class cursed? The initial vote was just a joke," Diana said.

"I don't know, but let's investigate around the school. We might find something," I said, and we wandered around the school.

"Auntie, do you know what happened in this school before?" Diana asked excitedly in the cafeteria, approaching the elderly staff who had worked there for over ten years. They should know what had happened in the school's past.

"No, nothing has happened in the school," a female chef replied.

"Has anyone died in the school before?" Diana asked.

"How would I know that? It's not mealtime yet, little girl. If you have nothing to do, go out," the middle-aged female chef's expression changed slightly and then ushered Diana out.

Diana came out of the cafeteria helplessly and found us already waiting.

"Did you find out anything?" I asked eagerly.

Diana shook her head helplessly, "Nothing. But I have a feeling they definitely know something and are故意not telling me."

"Are you so sure?" I asked with a smile.

"Of course, I've watched 500 episodes of Detective Conan and mastered over 300 murder methods in sealed rooms," Diana boasted, shaking her head carelessly, revealing a mischievous side that made my heart skip a beat. However, she was the school's most popular girl, and as an ordinary guy, I knew she wouldn't be interested in me. Thinking of this, I shook my head and kept my distance from her intentionally.

Besides our team, other teams also launched their investigations. We had plenty of time in the afternoon. The school was vast, with numerous teaching buildings and many abandoned warehouses.

After wandering around the playground for a while, we asked many people, but the answer was always the same: no one knew anything.

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"What should we do? No one knows anything," Diana said anxiously.

"Let's look for more information. They must know something," I said.

"Who should we ask?" Henry asked.

"Let's ask the old boiler man. He's been in this school the longest," I said after a moment of contemplation. Then I led Diana and Henry to the boiler room.

Old Harr, the boiler man, was the oldest person in the school. His skin was rough and dark, giving him an honest appearance. Everyone called him Old Harr. No one knew his real name anymore.

He had been in the school for over twenty years, alone without a partner. He had made the school his home and lived in a small house next to the boiler room every day.

When we arrived at his residence, he was watching TV. He was slightly surprised by our arrival.

"Old Harr, we're here to visit you," Diana said cheerfully, bounding over. She was outgoing and could quickly become friends with even strangers, which was why she was so popular in our class.

"What do you want from me?" Old Harr looked at her and smiled.

"We have some questions for you," Diana said straight to the point.

"Just ask." Old Harr didn't hesitate.

"We want to know if there have been any strange occurrences in the school before. Like deaths or something." Diana asked.

"Well, there have been." Old Harr pondered for a moment and said.

"That's great, what happened?" Diana said excitedly.

"It was three years ago. A female student suddenly jumped off the building in the girls' dormitory and committed suicide. After that, people often heard a woman's voice in the dormitory at 1 am." Old Harr said.

"You mention it, I do remember something like that. It was said that the girl couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide." Diana suddenly said.

"That's right, that's what happened. Later, the dormitory building was no longer used, and it's there now." Old Harr pointed outside, where among the many abandoned buildings in the school, one of them was once the girls' dormitory. Now it had become the school's sports equipment warehouse.

I listened carefully, but my gaze was on Old Harr's room. The small room was sparsely furnished, with only a TV, a kang (a traditional Chinese heated bed), and some things hanging on the wall. The kang was in disarray, and in a corner, I unexpectedly found a black lace underwear with white stains on it.

I shook my head and looked away. Old Harr continued his story. It was said that the girl who committed suicide was very outstanding, both in terms of grades and appearance. Here, Old Harr sighed, "Such a good kid, suddenly committed suicide."

"I see." Diana nodded, as if she had made a significant discovery. Her eyes were constantly sparkling.

"Alright, we should go. We'll visit you again when we have time." Diana said. After a while, Diana followed us out. As I left, I glanced at Old Harr and then turned to leave.

On the way back to the classroom, Diana asked me, "Do you think that girl's suicide has anything to do with the curse in our class?"

"Probably not." I shook my head and said, "Even if the girl turned into a vengeful ghost after her death, she should have nothing to do with us. That girl committed suicide three years ago, and we were all in junior high school then."

"Ah, that's useless." Diana said with disappointment.

"At least we know one thing, this school is definitely not as peaceful as they say. Something must have happened that they have to hide." I analyzed calmly.

"You're right, I won't give up." Diana said, and the gloom on her face disappeared. She waved her fist confidently and straightened her chest, which made me pause for a moment.

Seeing me staring at her straight, Diana realized something was wrong. She looked at me angrily and blushed. Then she walked ahead, bouncing and skipping. Her long black hair flew in the wind, and looking at her youthful and beautiful body, my eyes were somewhat captivated.

Henry beside me said, "Frank, do you like her?"

I was startled for a moment, then shook my head bitterly and said with sarcasm, "I don't have the qualification to like her."

After returning to the classroom, students started to come back one after another. They brought back various pieces of information, some of which were just rumors, and some were hearsay.

Soon, the classroom was filled with students. This concerned the life and death of the entire class. Even the most playful person kept a serious face at this moment.

"Let's all share the information we've gathered," Sophia said standing on the podium.

"I'll go first. I heard that a girl committed suicide in the girls' dormitory building three years ago," Diana raised her hand first and shouted. Then others also responded.

"I also heard about that, and I also know that the girl who committed suicide was a student from the previous grade, and she was also in Class 5." George said.

"That's nothing. I'll tell you the most exciting news." James, who loved to show off, suddenly stood up and said proudly, "I just called my cousin and asked him to send someone to investigate the school's address. Guess what I found? This school was once a graveyard!"