Qiu Xueying was the most beautiful teacher at their school. She had a curvaceous figure, and her delicate skin was as white as lotus root—an exceptionally beautiful teacher.

This must have something to do with the Pretentious Dice, such bad luck, Chu Hao thought.

Chu Hao said, "It's okay, Teacher. I'll call someone to tow it away in a bit."

Qiu Xueying shook her head. "Student Chu Hao, since it was my potted plant that fell, I should be the one to compensate."

Qiu Xueying also felt the pinch; the car was worth over a million, and the glass alone would cost a small fortune—practically her entire monthly salary.

Chu Hao was just about to say it wasn't necessary.

Suddenly, another loud THUD came from the roof of the BMW!

Holy shit! Chu Hao thought. No way. Again?

But this time, it wasn't a potted plant that fell. It was a middle-aged man, who splattered blood all over the car as his brains burst out.

"GASP!!" The crowd drew a collective sharp breath. The students witnessing the scene vomited on the spot; the manner of death was too gruesome to behold, with even his eyeballs popped out.

Qiu Xueying exclaimed, "Teacher Wang!!"

With that, she doubled over and retched, vomiting bile. The sight was unbearably nauseating.

Li Yin was also vomiting uncontrollably.

Among those present, only Chu Hao remained calm. He was somewhat stunned. Is this just bad luck?

Damn it, someone actually died because of this!

The whole school was alarmed, especially because the deceased wasn't a student but a teacher.

Li Yin, dizzy from vomiting, said, "Ah-Hao, did we forget to check the almanac before leaving the house? This is just too unlucky."

It was indeed terrible luck. A brand-new BMW, smashed to such a state and covered in blood.

"Teacher Wang Shan committed suicide? What's going on here?"

"Yeah! Teacher Wang Shan is usually such a nice person and very optimistic. Why would he commit suicide?"

"By the way, whose car is that? It's in such a state now. Can it even be driven?"

Chu Hao: "..."

Is this bad luck really that potent? he wondered. Could it have affected someone else? If that's true, how could I live with myself?

Chu Hao quickly asked the System, "System, did this death have anything to do with the Pretentious Dice?"

System: "Unrelated."

Chu Hao finally relaxed. Looking at the blood-soaked car and the corpse, he said helplessly, "How am I supposed to be pretentious now?"

System: "The title of 'Pretentious Expert' is not just for show; the Host must figure out a way."

Chu Hao: "Damn it! I despise you."

The police arrived, quite promptly too.

Principal Lu's expression was incredibly grim. A death at the school was a serious matter that would make anyone look bad. He said, "Everyone, go back to class."

The students had no choice but to return to their lessons, but the school forums exploded with chatter.

Chu Hao walked over, wanting to take a closer look to see if Evil Spirits were causing trouble. A young policeman stopped him, saying, "Get back to class. This isn't a place for students to be."

Lu Junhe hurried over. "Officer, let this student have a look. He's quite remarkable."

The young policeman asked with curiosity, "What makes him so remarkable?"

Lu Junhe said, "This student can catch Ghosts; he might see something."

The young policeman looked annoyed. "Principal, you believe in such feudal superstitions too? Are you making fun of me?"

Indeed, ordinary people would never believe it.

Lu Junhe felt somewhat helpless and whispered to Chu Hao, "Director Chu, do you know what happened here?"

Chu Hao rolled his eyes. "Do you really think I'm Detective Conan? There's definitely something strange about this incident, but I didn't see any Evil Spirits. Alright, I'm going to class."

I really didn't see anything, he thought. Perhaps Teacher Wang Shan truly did commit suicide.

「Back in the classroom」

Because of yesterday's incident, the students' attitudes toward Chu Hao had undergone a major shift, with many of them greeting him warmly. Chu Hao's performance yesterday had been absolutely astounding, and he had even become the chairman of Star Dream High School.

Word was that Wang Qi was now hospitalized and processing his withdrawal from school.

Mu Yuxun ran over, her face full of curiosity. "Chu Hao," she asked, "I heard a teacher jumped to his death. Was it caused by a Ghost?"

Chu Hao helplessly said, "Miss, you think too much. How could there be so many visible Ghosts? It's broad daylight..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Qiu Xueying walk into the classroom, her face pale from the recent fright.

However, Chu Hao then saw a Ghost with a pale, ashen face following Qiu Xueying into the classroom. Who else could it be but Wang Shan, the one who had just died?! There really is a Ghost!

"Everyone, self-study for a while. I'm not feeling well," Qiu Xueying said, then walked out.

Chu Hao stood up and followed her.

Mu Yuxun hastily said, "Chu Hao, where are you going?"

Chu Hao replied helplessly, "Miss, do you have to keep tabs on me too?"

Mu Yuxun put her hands on her hips and said, "I'm the class president. Why can't I keep tabs on you? It's self-study time now."

The whole class knew about Chu Hao's capabilities, and nobody dared to gossip anymore. Only Mu Yuxun wasn't afraid of Chu Hao.

"I need to take a dump. Are you going to manage that too?"

Mu Yuxun exclaimed angrily, "You!!"

Chu Hao hurriedly ran out, only to find Qiu Xueying was nowhere to be seen. Could she have gone to the infirmary?

Chu Hao rushed towards the infirmary, only to discover Qiu Xueying was not there either.

Chu Hao grew anxious. The malicious aura from the Ghost he'd seen earlier clearly indicated harmful intent, and Qiu Xueying's Yang Fire was very weak.

Suddenly, a scream was heard, "Teacher Qiu, what are you doing? Come down quickly!"

Chu Hao looked up to see Qiu Xueying standing on the edge of the rooftop, her foot already on the parapet.

"Damn it!" Chu Hao cursed.

Wang Shan just died, and he's already trying to harm someone?

The students were all startled and ran out, screaming at the sight of Qiu Xueying, who looked like she might fall at any moment.

"Teacher Qiu, don't do it!"

"Teacher Qiu, please come down!"

Many people shouted, but Qiu Xueying wavered, as if a stronger gust of wind would send her plummeting.

Chu Hao saw Wang Shan's Ghost whispering into Qiu Xueying's ear. Qiu Xueying trembled and then stepped one foot out over the edge.

Chu Hao's face turned pale with shock, and he roared, "Wang Shan, stop harming her!"

Both teachers and students were startled by Chu Hao's shout, looking at him with surprised faces. Hadn't Teacher Wang Shan already died?

Talk about bad luck! Chu Hao thought. If only I had realized sooner, I could have had Sadako capture Wang Shan, and Qiu Xueying wouldn't have been bewitched.

Wang Shan glanced at Chu Hao, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smile.

Smile, my ass! Chu Hao fumed internally. It's that demonic smile again, a prelude to harming someone.

Just as he thought, Qiu Xueying's other foot stepped out, and her body plummeted.

He didn't give me any chance to act at all!

"Damn it!"

Chu Hao sprinted forward, hands outstretched, ready to catch her mid-air! He only dared to do this because his physique had been enhanced. At this critical moment, catching her with his bare hands was the only thing he could think of.

The students and teachers screamed and shut their eyes.

THUD!

A person falling from ten stories generates immense force due to gravity, making them effectively many times heavier than their normal weight. Chu Hao felt a crushing impact on his chest. Even with his superior physique, the blow left him dizzy and nearly caused internal injuries.