Qingye Supernatural Office

"Kill... kill... kill... kill them all..."

"Gudu! Good! You help me eliminate these ghosts."

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creak-

Stab it!

Hoo-bang!Chuck!

"Ahhhh!"

"Kill you! Kill you all!"

"Here they come! They are here! My lord, hurry up..."

"No hurries?"

"Ah! Here we come! My lord..."

puff!

"Oh! Wow! Save me! Save me!"

"I just promised you to destroy these ghosts, but didn't promise when to destroy them?"

"What? You..."

"Kill you kill you! Hahaha!"

"Wow! Ah! Stop it! You evil spirit! Help me! Ahh! Please!"

"Evil ghost? Hehe."

puff!Boom!Guji Guji...

"Heh... um... You really are..."

Bang!

"Ah! Kill you!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

"Ahhhh-"

call--

Bang!

……

"Boss, are they all... wiped out?"

"Ah."

"A total of 19. This blind man is really bold."

"Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I'm just a little tired."

"Oh. The boss was so handsome just now!"

"Stop talking nonsense. We need to clean up here and don't leave any traces of us."

2002年6月30日1点10分，到达381路隆西北路站，未遇到杨怡心鬼魂。

2002年7月1日1点10分，到达381路隆西北路站，未遇到杨怡心鬼魂。

2002年7月2日1点10分，到达381路隆西北路站，未遇到杨怡心鬼魂。

On November 2002, 7, the investigation was concluded.

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I finished reading Aoba's file again, and when I took off the earphones, there was still a buzzing in my head.

The situation when that blind man died was very chaotic and terrifying. Aoba didn't know what kind of recording pen he used. The sound sounded like the sound effects of a movie. It was so clear that people could easily imagine blind man Kang being separated by more than ten evil ghosts The tragic scene of the corpse.

I rubbed my ears, took a sip of tea, and listened to the keyboard tapping in the office, and the feeling of depression slowly dissipated.

It has been a week since the incident with Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang's death was classified as "sudden death" by the police. As for the abnormal decomposition of the corpse, it was attributed to "some kind of factor that cannot be ascertained by existing science."As soon as this incident hit the news this morning, the Internet exploded. Various conspiracy theories emerged one after another, and countless Internet jokes emerged one after another. At the end of the search list.

Those of us in the know kept silent about it.Isn't it "some factor that existing science can't pinpoint", could it be that we all have seen a ghost?Wang Hui, Director Mao, and the residents of Gongnong Six Villages all saw ghosts for two full years?Compared with this truth, it is easier to accept the "unidentified factor".

This week, the trio of thin man, fat man and Chen Xiaoqiu didn't check Qingye's Ye Qing and Liu Miao much.Now that they are dead, the demolition office will naturally target the real owner of the house.Chen Xiaoqiu took out the old materials of the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau for research.Guo Yujie wanted to help, but she backed down after seeing the full volume of traditional Chinese characters, half-text and half-white, and a lot of old materials without punctuation and blurred handwriting.The skinny and fat people had no choice but to get those old materials. They were looking for the files of the other factories separated from the No. [-] Iron and Steel Factory and the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau. They contacted the old workers and asked them about the sixth floor of Building No. The four households have no impression.For the latter task, they actually asked about it when they were inquiring about Aoba, but they never got anything.

I reckon, this is still a formality, when it comes to demolition, post a notice and finish.

"Lynch, I want to ask for a day off tomorrow." Chen Xiaoqiu said to me.

"Oh? What fake?" I wondered.

"Personal leave. The play will be performed tomorrow." Chen Xiaoqiu replied.

The other three came over curiously.

"The one from the drama school? Didn't your cousin say she won't act?"

"The rehearsal is over, how can we stop acting?" Chen Xiaoqiu shook his head, disapproving of her cousin Lan Lan's actions.

"What about your costume?" the thin man asked.

"The drama club hired someone to make a new kimono."

Chen Xiaoqiu has no shadow about this, but Ma Yibing from the drama club probably left psychological trauma, so he didn't need to buy it, but hired someone to do it.

"Can we go and see?" Guo Yujie was very interested.

Chen Xiaoqiu declined: "It's an on-campus performance, so you shouldn't be able to invite people from outside the school to watch it."

Guo Yujie was a little disappointed.

"It's okay. How can a club performance in a university be so strict?" The thin man took out his phone, "I'll talk to that kid named Ma."

I'm speechless.

Is this thin man going to carry his hooliganism to the end?

The thin man talked on the phone with Ma Yibing carelessly, and his words were threatening. "Okay!" The thin man hung up the phone and said "OK" to us, "We will go to your show tomorrow."

Guo Yujie cheered.

Chen Xiaoqiu nodded in welcome.

The next day, Chen Xiaoqiu asked for leave and didn't come to work. The four of us were also absent-minded at work. When we arrived, we quickly packed our things and went to the Drama Academy.

"Big Family" is scheduled to be staged at [-]:[-] p.m. and will last about one and a half hours.

The four of us had a meal somewhere near the Drama Academy, and then we wandered to the theater.

The thin man and the fat man pointed at the female students of the Drama Academy all the way. Guo Yujie couldn't bear it anymore, and shook his fist the size of a meat bun at the two of them. The two of them became obedient babies in seconds, walking without looking sideways, and pretending to talk about the art of drama .

I sniggered.

The theater inside the Academy of Drama has a nice name. Ma Yibing told the thin man, but the thin man didn't remember it, but he wrote down the route.After walking around for a while, the thin man pointed forward.

"That's it, that Shakespeare sculpture."

"Is that Shakespeare?" Guo Yujie expressed doubts.

"It's not a masterpiece, so don't be so demanding." Fatty found a reason for the blurred sculpture, "Don't Aristotle and Socrates in our school also look strange?"

"The weirdest ones are Han Feizi and Shang Yang." I interjected, "One looks like the old principal, and the other looks like the old secretary."

All four of us alumni laughed.

This joke is also a classic in our university, and every freshman will accept this inheritance.

When we got to the theater, we found that the theater with thousands of people was already full of people.We came late, so we sat down in the last row. After waiting for a long time, the drama began.

The lights in the theater were turned off first, the spotlight shone on the curtain, and the auditorium turned on soft lights.The burgundy curtain slowly opened, and the exquisite stage scenery appeared in front of the audience.

I was waiting for the first actor to come on stage, when I heard a "kuang", something fell from directly above the stage, dangling in mid-air.

Isn't it a moral drama?Is there such a "surprise"?

As soon as I had such an idea, I suddenly heard screams from the front row, and someone rushed onto the stage, shouting desperately.

Now, I can also see the thing that keeps shaking.

It was a girl, hung above the stage, like a rag doll, with her head tilted, lifeless.