Chapter 257: Her Name

It was much more comfortable for Franklin Torres to pass through the dog hole this time.

Though he was still cursing and swearing when he was passing through it.

“That’s not right, Eldest Brother, why didn’t you get the key from the police?”

“That’s right. It’s indeed true that great man tends to forget things often.”

On the other hand, Bryce Torres was a man of his word. He could not go back on his word, so he had no choice but to brace himself and come over. Along the way, he even saw a lot of ghosts swinging around.

Lauren Torres had learned not to waste a single talisman.

At five o’clock sharp, she chanted the spell and the ghost came out.

This time she came out of a rag.

“Holy sh*t! Where did this guy come from? She scared the shit out of me!”

Bryce Torres was frightened to death.

Lauren Torres knew that she had limited time. She did not talk nonsense. She continued with yesterday’s topic directly.

“I knew that you passed away 10 years ago, right? You were framed by someone at Thomas Johnson High School and you passed away.”

Lauren Torres saw the female ghost’s eyes flicker but she didn’t say anything.

Lauren Torres continued to speak based on her own guess, “Since you want to get our attention, you must have wanted us to know something. How can I help you if you don’t tell me anything? At least tell me your name.”

She slowly lured the female ghost to speak.

Time was running and Lauren Torres was worried that the female ghost’s soul would disappear again.

Fortunately, the female ghost spoke in the end.

“My name is Fiona Karl.”

After saying this, she disappeared again.

Fiona Karl…

Lauren Torres silently recited this name.

“Lauren, how did you know that this female ghost was framed? The police clearly didn’t have any information other than the fact that the owner of this blood was a girl who died 10 years ago.”

Lauren Torres rubbed her eyes. She was still not used to getting up early.

“This ghost has already existed for 10 years. She hasn’t reincarnated for 10 years. This means that she definitely has some feelings that she can’t let go of. If she died of natural causes, then she definitely wouldn’t have become a ghost and lived on in this mortal world for 10 years.”

Lauren Torres had just briefly analyzed before luring this female ghost to speak.

After the few of them left the girls’ dormitory, Lauren Torres didn’t want to leave immediately.

The information that she had now was this girl’s name was Fiona Karl, and she could also recognize her appearance.

Thomas Johnson High School was a century-old school, so it must have kept a lot of information about its students.

If she went to the information room, she might be able to find some information about that girl.

Lauren Torres recalled the photo of Rene Sullivan that she had seen in the kindergarten classroom at that time. Perhaps Fiona Karl would be included in the photo as well?

Therefore, Bryce Torres brought the two of them to the information room at the administrative block.

Naturally, the door was locked, but Lauren Torres used the master key to open it easily.

The information room was several times bigger than the one in the kindergarten. It was full of cabinets. All kinds of trophies and medals, as well as photos, were on the cabinets.

Franklin Torres turned on the lights and the three of them split up to look out for the name, Fiona Karl. They also tried to look for some useful information based on the female ghost’s look.

Due to her height, Lauren Torres could only look out from the bottom two rows. Many of the trophies and medals in the bottom two rows were covered with a thin layer of dust. However, she could still see many wordings of first place, second place, outstanding award, special award, and so on.

“Eldest Brother, I could see your trophy of the high school physics competition here!”

Franklin Torres also squatted down beside Lauren Torres. When he saw the trophy, he smiled.

“I won this trophy when I was in senior high school grade three. Our class put together a four-person team to compete in the national high school physics competition. In the end, we didn’t know who to give the championship trophy to, so we put it here. I didn’t expect the school to still keep it.”

Franklin Torres’s name was the first. Samuel Sullivan was second.

He was a friend who had passed away unexpectedly.

As she was worried that she would bring up Franklin Torres’s unhappy memories, Lauren Torres quickly changed the topic.

“Look! Brother! There is another trophy of yours. First prize in the calligraphy competition. Brother, you even know how to write calligraphy!”

“Of course. Eldest Brother is an all-rounder. He knows everything.”

Bryce Torres spoke from the other side of the bookshelf.

Such an outstanding Franklin Torres had really put a lot of pressure on them.

After these few interludes, they continued with their search.