Qingye Supernatural Office

"Before the incident, their relationship suddenly deteriorated. Is Wang Ziming also one of the people who bullied Chen Jia?"

"Yes……"

"After Chen Jia died, did you ask them?"

"No...I, I thought about it. When the police came to ask questions, and when Chen Jia's parents asked, they all said they didn't know. When I wanted to ask them, I heard them laughing...they said, That disgusting guy is dead, so good...I...I suddenly...I can't...I can't stay in the school anymore and teach them..."

"You haven't been in touch with them since then?"

"No, I haven't contacted you again."

"Thank you, Ms. Yang."

On October 2008, 10, Wang Ziming was contacted.Audio file 10.wav.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"...What do you want to do?"

"We have explained it on the phone. Thank you very much for agreeing to see us."

"I don't want to see you either. You have all come to me. What can I do? That pervert has been dead for 12 years. What do you want to do now? You have nothing to do with him, right?"

"We're just curious. You were his best friend back then, right? Did he have any wishes at the time? Did he have any strong wishes? If he died, what would be the most regrettable thing?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"All you have to do is answer."

"What wish does that pervert have? He just wants to fuck Lao Gu!"

"Old Gu, is that the classmate you played with back then?"

"That's right. That pervert! He just wanted to make friends with me on purpose, just to get to know Lao Gu!"

"You and that are..."

"We are in junior high school. We have always been good buddies. After entering high school, we are in different classes. Damn, I feel sick just thinking about it now! Fortunately, that pervert is dead!"

"Do you have the contact information of Mr. Gu?"

"It's not enough for you to harass me, but you also want to pester Lao Gu? What exactly do you want to do? Ask for money, right? How much? Let me tell you, don't open your mouth like a lion! That pervert kills himself, we At best, lock him in the classroom!"

"You misunderstood, Mr. Wang. We have encountered some troubles. Now, Mr. Chen's ghost is a little delirious, and we just want to bring him back to his senses."

"Are... are you sick?"

"If you don't believe me, we can prove it. Could you please contact that Mr. Gu?"

"...Are you serious?"

"Actually, you should have feelings, right? After Mr. Chen died, he became a ghost. He should have looked for you."

"..."

"Mr. Wang, what do you think of our proposal? Cooperation is beneficial to both of us. If you refuse, we can only use some tough measures."

"I, I'll tell Old Gu."

"Please."

On October 2008, 10, Gu Junze, Wang Ziming and the client were contacted.Video file 11.avi.

The video screen is fixed, and from the angle, it should be a surveillance camera installed at a high place.

The room in the picture appears to be a studio, with four walls and doors on three sides.

There are large bookshelves and shelves in the room, all piled full of things.The spine of the book is very strange, with different materials, colors, and engraved titles. It looks very messy at first glance.The things on the shelf are all kinds of boxes, each of different sizes and materials, and many of them are engraved with patterns similar to words.

The table is clean and tidy, with only lamps and different pens.

There is an open space in the middle of the room, which is a bit abrupt.

There are now eight people in the picture, besides Nangong Yao and Gu Mo, Qingye’s three mosaic faces are also there, the other three are all men, two are older, adult males, and the other is obviously a student .The student's expression was the most restrained and fearful, and his body shrank, hiding behind the five people in Aoba.One of the other two was wearing a suit and the other was wearing a jacket. Their expressions were both cloudy and cloudy, and they seemed to be in a bad mood.

Wu Ling walked to the corner of the room.

There was something covered with a black flannelette, and it was impossible to see what was under the black cloth at a glance.

Wu Ling reached out and tore off the black cloth, revealing the boy underneath.

All three of them gasped.

"Why... isn't he..." the man in the jacket stammered.

Wu Ling folded the black cloth.

"We temporarily trapped his soul in the puppet, but this is not a long-term solution." Ye Qing said.

"What? What are you guys going to do?" The man in the jacket asked anxiously, looking at the boy, "That's really... really... This is a sculpture, right? A wax figure? It's quite resembling."

"Now, let me explain." Ye Qing ignored the jacket man's words, "Chen Jia died 12 years ago. When she died, she had a strong obsession in her heart and turned into a ghost. He should have found you."

Speaking of this, Ye Qing turned his head, he should be looking at the man in the suit.

The student was a little excited, "He is looking for him! He is looking for him, right? It has nothing to do with me!"

"Shut up." Ye Qing said lightly.

The student's waving arms froze.

Ye Qing said again: "He came to look for you, didn't he?"

The man in the suit was silent for a while, "Yes."

The man in the jacket glanced at the man in the suit.

"I've seen him several times, outside the classroom, by the playground, and sometimes downstairs in my house. He's haunted... He likes me, I know, and when I know, he's gone I have distanced myself from him. I think I have made it obvious. His death has nothing to do with me." The man in the suit exhaled heavily.

"What did you do afterwards?" Ye Qing continued to ask.

"No. I just ignored him. I didn't see him again after graduation." said the man in the suit.

"Yeah. After that, 12 years after his death, he found you." Ye Qing turned his head and faced the student, "You were influenced by him, you could see him, like him, and used spells on the Internet, and He makes connections. His form of being changes..."

"So it was you who made it up!" The man in the jacket lost his temper.

The student shrank his neck and said in a low voice: "It's obviously you, it was you from the beginning..."

"You brat, you're as perverted as he is! You actually like men!" the man in the jacket said disgustedly.

The student became more and more stooped, "It's not...it's him...it's him who influenced me...I'm not..."

The man in the suit didn't speak, but just looked sideways at the boy in the corner.

"Now, we have to terminate the contract they made before and make him a ghost again. Only in this way can we get rid of him completely. Do you understand?" Ye Qing said.

"What are we going to do? This has nothing to do with us, right?" the jacket man said.

"The termination of the contract requires mutual agreement. He has long wanted to terminate it. The problem is on Chen Jia's side. We need him to change his mind."

"Then what's the use of looking for us?" The man in the jacket frowned.

"You are the reason he turned into a ghost." Ye Qing said concisely, and turned around after speaking.

Wu Ling put the black cloth aside, bit his finger, pressed it on the boy's forehead, and drew it along the bridge of the boy's nose.

The blood merged into the boy's skin, and faint red lines appeared on the boy's skin, but as the blood merged, those lines disappeared.

The boy's eyes opened.

He glanced around, his eyes swept over everyone's face, and stayed on everyone's face.