I made a way through the crowd and brought Professor Luo into the storefront.

This action immediately caused an uproar, and everyone started talking: "What's going on here? Why is Master Li helping that old bastard?"

"Could it be that Master Li isn't as amazing as rumored?"

"But many people witnessed what happened with Little He. It can't be wrong."

The people from Baxi Bank were the most excited and shouted loudly, "Master, don't be fooled by Luo Heng's gentle appearance. He's actually a scoundrel in sheep's clothing!"

"Exactly! Even if his house is haunted, it's probably because the female college student he killed is seeking revenge!"

At the mention of the words "female college student," Professor Luo trembled slightly, as if the incident was an old scar being revealed.

Cheng Xinghe nudged me with his shoulder and showed me his phone: "Bro, are you living under a rock? How could you not know about such big news? Countless people are petitioning online, demanding that the authorities reinvestigate and bring Professor Luo to justice!"

I took a look, and the headline was shocking: "Shocking! The winner of the Medical School Lifetime Achievement Award, Luo Heng, rapes and kills a female student! Are you an angel in white or a demon in disguise?"

The news content described how, during the medical school graduation ceremony, a female college student suddenly fell from above. She was dressed disheveled, obviously having been assaulted, and died on the spot. Investigators found that she had jumped from Luo Heng's office on the 12th floor, where he was the only one present. Many people saw Luo Heng leaning out the window, trying to grab the female student back, but failing.

The female student's roommate testified that she had gone to see Luo Heng that day to discuss applying for graduate school.

When confronted, Luo Heng only said, "I'm sorry to that child..."

Since then, Luo Heng had been listed as a major suspect and arrested, but later released due to insufficient evidence. Now that the incident had been exposed, he had been dismissed from the medical school.

The news also included pictures: one was a censored ID photo of the girl, but her outline showed that she was very beautiful; the other was a pair of middle-aged farmers hugging and crying, the parents of the deceased. It was not easy for a rural family to produce a college student, and she had been the hope of the whole family.

This news was heartbreaking for everyone who read it.

The comments below were also very hostile. Some said that he was indeed old but still lustful, like an old cow eating tender grass, and wondered why he hadn't been struck by lightning. Others said that money could indeed make the devil push the millstone, as he had committed such a crime but was still not arrested. Some even said that it takes two to tango, and since the female student was beautiful, she must not have been a good person either. Maybe she was trying to blackmail him for a guaranteed spot in graduate school and things had gone wrong?

Words can kill. For someone who is supposed to be a role model, such a scandal is fatal.

Inside the room, Professor Luo sat very awkwardly. I placed Cheng Xinghe's sour plum soup in front of him to make him feel more at ease.

Professor Luo obviously hadn't received such treatment for a long time. His eyes showed gratitude. He explained that because of the recent news, when he went to buy soy milk, the owner would pour soy pulp on him, saying that scum deserved scum. When he went to the park to do tai chi, other old men would scatter as soon as they saw him, saying they couldn't afford to be associated with him. When he walked on the street, he was even beaten up by strangers who said they would beat up such an old pervert every time they saw him.

As he spoke, he couldn't help but cry. He wiped his tears and apologized for showing weakness. He had come here with just a tentative hope, and he didn't expect me to actually help him. But then he became a bit suspicious and asked, "Master Li, there are so many people seeking your help. Why did you choose me?"

Actually, it was very simple. Professor Luo's eyebrows were tinted with a golden hue.

This golden color was different from the qi level of our Yellow Rank. It was meritorious light, indicating that Professor Luo had done many good deeds in his lifetime. If he had really committed such a heinous act, his meritorious light would have long disappeared and could not possibly remain.

Not to mention that his life palace was broad, and his chin was round, which suggested that he was kind-hearted and definitely not the type of person to commit such an act.

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Professor Luo listened and trembled as he spoke, "In my whole life, I have saved countless lives and never done anything shameful. Only you, Master, can still recognize me. If you can help me this time, I am willing to offer you all my savings!"

I told him to calm down and take his time explaining the situation. I wouldn't overcharge him.

We must help those with meritorious light, even if we don't charge them. By helping such people, we can accumulate a lot of merit ourselves.

Professor Luo then began to relate the strange events that had started happening in the middle of the night some time ago.

Professor Luo's children had gone abroad, and his wife had followed to take care of them, leaving him to live alone. But one day in the early morning, he suddenly woke up and heard a voice at the door saying, "Close the window, draw the curtain."

This gave Professor Luo a fright. He wondered if a thief had broken in.

But when Professor Luo opened the door, there was no one outside.

Thinking he might have misheard, Professor Luo returned to bed. But the voice came again, "Close the window, draw the curtain."

The voice was high-pitched and thin, unlike any human voice, sending chills down anyone's spine.

Even Professor Luo, who had seen so many births and deaths, was scared. Without thinking, he closed the window.

As soon as the window was closed, the voice disappeared.

Just as Professor Luo was about to go back to sleep, he heard a louder noise outside - something was banging on his window, trying to break in!

Terrified, Professor Luo wanted to open the curtain to see what was going on, but he didn't dare. The banging continued for what seemed like an eternity before it finally stopped. The next morning, when it was light outside, Professor Luo ventured to look. To his horror, he saw elliptical greasy marks on the outside of the glass.

After some thought, Professor Luo realized what had made those marks - when someone presses their forehead against a glass or mirror, it leaves a mark like that!

Could it be...someone had been banging their head against his window? But he lived on the third floor!

Professor Luo couldn't figure it out. He wondered if his neighbors had heard anything, but when he asked, they all said they hadn't heard anything unusual - even an old neighbor with neurasthenia who would be woken up by the slightest cough said it was probably just a nightmare for Professor Luo.

Anyone would be uneasy after encountering such a bizarre incident. Professor Luo tried to put it out of his mind, but the next day, he woke up in the middle of the night again and heard the same voice, though much weaker this time: "Cover your head, don't show your face..."

With his experience from the previous day, Professor Luo immediately covered his head with a blanket.

Shortly afterwards, he heard the sound of someone entering the room - bare footsteps!

Too scared to show his face or even breathe, Professor Luo lay there listening to the footsteps circling around his bed, seemingly searching for something or someone. The footsteps continued for almost the whole night, accompanied by the sound of drawers being opened and closed. Professor Luo was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat, soaking his sheets.

The next morning, he saw greasy footprints in circles on the wooden floor, and the cupboard doors were all open!

He checked and found that nothing had been stolen.

If it was a thief, it was too bizarre, wasn't it?

Professor Luo couldn't stand it anymore and installed a security camera in the living room.

That night, the voice came again: "Don't go to school tomorrow, don't go to school tomorrow."

And the voice was getting weaker day by day.

Professor Luo immediately checked the security footage, but he was even more frightened after watching it - there was nothing outside the door! Where did the voice come from?

The next day was the graduation ceremony, and some students wanted to ask about graduate school. Although feeling uneasy, Professor Luo had to go to school.

However, when the female college student entered his office, she suddenly smiled at him in a very creepy way, with cold eyes.

This student was usually very introverted, so Professor Luo thought she might be nervous and told her to relax, assuring her that he would do his best to help. But the female student said out of the blue, "I finally found you."

Professor Luo didn't understand. He went to work every day. Was it hard to find him?

Before he could figure it out, the female student suddenly grabbed him and tried to push him out of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Taken by surprise, Professor Luo struggled to resist - although he was in his sixties, he took good care of his body and was stronger than the female student. But unexpectedly, the female student was incredibly strong, and Professor Luo couldn't break free from her grasp!

As Professor Luo was about to be pushed out, the high-pitched voice suddenly rang out again: "I told you not to come, but you didn't listen."

Then, the female student suddenly stepped into the void and fell from the building by herself!

Professor Luo reached out to pull her back, but it was too late - at the same time, he had a feeling that the female student was not her usual self, as if she had been possessed by something.

Because of the struggle, her clothes were naturally disheveled, and since it was the graduation ceremony, countless eyes witnessed the incident, quickly pinning the "crime" on Professor Luo.

The incident was caught on security camera, and when the relevant authorities investigated the case, they found the footage and cleared Professor Luo's suspicion.

However, the rumor had already spread like wildfire, and students and parents protested, saying they would never allow this "scum" to continue teaching their children and demanding his removal from the educational system.

The school leaders were in a difficult position. They had been friends with Professor Luo for many years and told him, "Don't make it hard for us. Just resign."

But when the news spread, it took on a different tone. People said he had been fired and that where there's smoke, there's fire. He must be the culprit.

Professor Luo had encountered an unexpected disaster. His children and wife abroad didn't believe him either. His wife even got so angry that she developed high blood pressure and threatened to divorce him when she came back, saying she couldn't bear the shame.

Professor Luo was at a loss. He hadn't heard the voice for a few days, but last night, the voice came again, weaker than ever.

"Go find Li Beidou, or you won't survive till tomorrow."