I sent a message to Wu Keyboard and asked him if our unit had sent someone to investigate the case back then. When we talked to him during the day, we didn't expect this level.

Wu Jianpan replied to me about five minutes later, saying no. He mentioned by the way, saying that strange and strange things happen every day in this world. Not to mention China, but other countries are the same. The cases handled by the police only account for a small number of unsolved cases, especially those that cannot be found in a single clue. The accumulated files can fill a room.

The case that can fall into our unit is just a drop in the bucket. For example, if I hadn't encountered the ghost train, it was just a story-making material. The missing maintenance worker was also determined by the ordinary missing persons, and such things were gone.

I looked at the text on the screen and there was a last stop, and he thought that without punctuation, it was just a sentence?

At this time, the "master" in the room said that he was afraid that the yin energy in the room was too heavy and it was not suitable for investigation at night. He rushed to the scene tomorrow morning and then he would go to the scene to take a look.

Even though the young man found a hotel tonight, I saw that the "master" was calculating with his fingers and looked at the young man's face, thinking that he would say something like, "Look at your black Yin Tang" but he calculated and looked at it, and then he remained silent.

The teahouse owner asked, but he did not answer, only saying that he would come to the scene to see it.

"Hey? What are you doing?"

Baozi and I were concentrating on "working", and a shout suddenly came from below our feet.

The sound was not on the tune, as if the tongue would not bend. I looked down and saw that it was a drunk who couldn't stand firmly and was shaking, ready to be convenient for people on his back.

When he looked up, he saw us hanging outside the guardrail on the second floor. Maybe he was drunk and was not smart enough, so he shouted out when he saw it.

I jumped down and lifted his clothes to cover his head. He was already unable to stand firm and I was fighting with him. I quickly waved my hand and asked the bun to jump down. She also trusted me and immediately let go of my hand and jumped down. I caught her steadily and pulled her away.

"Did the people upstairs see you?" I ran to a safe place, stopped and asked at the bun beside me.

"No, they may have been used to listening to the drunk man's shouting, and they didn't pay attention to his shouting." Baozi covered most of his face with a handkerchief, and his eyes were smiling like a moon bend.

I looked around and said, "Okay, report on the situation."

The bun pulled down the handkerchief on his face and completed the content I didn't hear clearly. The main thing was to make up for the words of the "master", which was his voice low, and his voice was always sometimes nonstop, and his rashly.

Baozi said that the master was puzzled by the young man’s experience and felt that what happened to the young man was not like a common evil incident.

He had never seen the scene and dared not assert that they would make an appointment to meet at the young man's house at 11 a.m. tomorrow.

After saying that, Baozi stared at me expectantly: "Sister, what are we going to do next?"

I touched the red cloth bag in my pocket and said to her, "What are we? It's getting late, so hurry up and go home. It's not safe for a little girl to wander outside in the middle of the night."

"No, you promised me. I am your partner tonight. I want to act together. I will go wherever you go!"

"What I want to climb next is the 12th floor. You are sure to hang it outside the window on the 12th floor. There is no anti-theft network on the high floor."

"Ah? That's too dangerous, you have to tie a safety rope."

"Tie the safety rope? Tie it from the upper floor? A household on the eighth floor found a rope hanging outside the window, so I had to go into the bureau for a night. I have other tasks in the second half of the night. You, be obedient and go home quickly. You have helped me a lot tonight and invite you to a seafood buffet someday."

"Then...be careful."

"I can break through the dragon and tiger den, what's the point of slitting a window?"

I advised the buns to see the time, first send her to the subway station, and told her to send me a message when she got home, and then back to the outside of Chunjiang Community. It was still early, so I had to wait until late at night before climbing the stairs.

There is surveillance at the entrance of the community unit, so if you are a thief, you must be more professional and cannot leave a video record.

When it was late at night, everyone who went downstairs for a walk had gone back. I checked the time. 11:50, it was a good time for me to start work.

The set of clothes I wear on both sides, and I can change them in a different color. I turned them over in the public bathroom, and the black turned gray. It just so happened that the exterior wall of the building in the community was also gray.

Turning over the railings and entering the community, finding Building F, and choosing the side of the back street to climb up. In their building, every house has an air-conditioning external unit "table" outside the window. The cement platform that was built when building the building was used to place the external unit, which was very convenient to borrow force.

However, this side is full of balcony, and there are no windows that can be opened on the balcony near the platform. The thief wants to turn into the balcony unless he can fly.

Fortunately, my goal was not to enter the house. After climbing to the 12th floor, I checked the time and it was 12:00 and 3:00 in the middle of the night.

It was too early to get up. I squatted on the platform. The young man did not have air conditioners installed at home, so he could squat on his platform.

His house has a one-bedroom and living room layout, with the balcony on this side and the bedroom window on the other side.

I asked the antique shop owner, and she promised to sell my ‘tester’, and the effective working range is 5 square meters.

The distance from the balcony to the living room is not more than five meters, so the "tester" is placed on the balcony.

At half past 12, I took out the red cloth bag in my pocket, opened it, and a little frog was quietly squatting inside, and my body was bulging.

I call it a frog, but it is not a frog. The name the antique shop owner told me is long and difficult to read, and I am not collecting it. I don’t need to remember it too many names, so I still call it a frog.

But the frog is not green, it is red, and there is a small sharp horn on the top of its head, which is black, just like a living classic in the frog world, red and black.

I held the little red frog and approached the balcony window. The antique shop owner said, if there was a ghost, it would scream.

Squatting on the air conditioner external unit platform for nearly an hour, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the little red frog didn't say a word.

It was silent, but with my night vision, I saw something in the living room. From 12:30 midnight, the thing was wandering in the middle of the living room, reaching out to smash the floor.

It was until 1:30 in the morning, and the balcony was open to the living room. The young man did not pull the curtains when he went out, and the building opposite was also dark with lights, so I could see clearly the situation in the house.

At about one o'clock in the morning, the thing suddenly disappeared and I don't know where to go.

It should be the black smoke that had been on the young man before, leaving him, and still returning to the house to continue its "career".

Why did it smash that floor? It smashes it every day without changing places...

In the stories I have seen, being entangled by evil ghosts in the house, either a change in temperament or a life-and-death life or a gloomy person or a fancy accident.

Young people seem to have no other crisis except sleepwalking and nightmares.

After the black shadow disappeared, I crawled back to the ground, and the little red frog was wrapped by me and put it back in my pocket. I have to talk to the antique shop owner tomorrow if she sold me a fake product.

Her family and our unit have been working together for a long time, and it is said that it is impossible to use fakes to cheat me, so she can't afford the subsequent troubles.

If her goods are real, then maybe the shadow of a young man is not a ghost?

I checked the time and it was time to go to the subway tunnel. I had to talk about the young people tomorrow.

Baozi sent me a message saying that she had arrived home and that she was sending a short selfie video. This was Chen Qinghan's rule that the mobile phone could change hands. The person who sent the text message may not be himself. Therefore, Chen Qinghan established this rule after Baozi went to junior high school. The news of safety must be a video.

When encountering too many bad things and strange things, Chen Qinghan thought a little too much, but Baozi would also come to our unit to work in the future. It would be a good thing to pay more attention to personal safety.

Yesenia's "Sky Eye" saw someone trapped in the forbidden area, so I went directly to the forks of the blockade tonight.

I asked Wu Keyboard to check the subway renovation. When he sent the buns to the subway station, an encrypted file came.

I looked at a corner at the subway station and looked through it. It turned out that the forks of the roads were left with doors, but the door was painted and the color was the same as the surrounding walls. It was difficult to distinguish under the darkness.

But I can be sure that last time either the entire hole was not sealed or it was a dead wall.

At the end of the document, Wu Keyboard P said that someone placed the key under the platform and asked me to look for it under the platform.

The subway station was closed, and my colleague who had a sleep called me and left someone to open the door for me, but they were only responsible for opening the door, and after opening it, they would wait outside.

It is not good for any unrelated personnel to get into trouble, and ordinary people can't help me, so it's better to wait outside.

I went down to the platform alone, jumped off the platform and searched for the platform heads on both sides. I really found a bunch of keys, put them on the ground in plastic bags, and looked like garbage.

Originally, there were at least two people on field tasks, but Chen Qinghan asked me before leaving, who would like to take on this part-time job and be a companion with me.

As a result, there was no suitable candidate. Those who were capable had no time or ability. Considering their personal safety, the superiors would not agree to them. I laughed at him for nothing. If someone could make room, it would not be possible for several colleagues to go around day and night.

I am busy at the end of the year, and my colleagues in the company know, but I know, but I heard from others. I don’t know why. Could it be that all kinds of monsters and monsters also want bonuses, and they are just about to reach the end of the year and work overtime to make trouble?

Of course, like Chen Qinghan, he is usually responsible for the research on the tomb of the Tiannv, and he is also busy at the end of the year, so I don’t understand why.

I walked into the tunnel with the keys. There were no ordinary people who needed care today. I walked very casually, put on my Bluetooth ears and listened to the disco in the 1980s and danced the dance steps of that era.

Nowadays, anchors need to have talent and must practice singing and dancing rap, but following the crowd is boring, and being different is fun.

I walked forward with sliding steps, followed the rhythm of the drum beat, looked up, left, right, and jumped to the moment when I felt it was coming, and I used a falsetto to whine, "Oh" to the high-profile voice.

"ah--"

I finished singing "Oh", and another voice cooperated with me and shouted "Ah".

"Ghost!" I heard the next sentence that the other party was a woman.

"Don't be afraid, wait for me to surrender to it!"

I heard the sound behind me and giggled twice, not to scare them, but just happy alone.

"What should I do? Taoist priest, my grandmother said that I am not afraid of ghosts crying, but I am afraid of ghosts laughing. It's over. This is a ghost."

"Small matter, look at me." The voice behind him did not call himself a pity, and he roared the bell.

What he shook was not an ordinary small bell, it was the kind of big bell that was shaking by those who used to drive carriages and sell soy sauce.

"This is the soul-suppressing bell. After hearing its sound, the evil ghost will lose its ability to move."

As we spoke, we walked face to face. I moved quickly and jumped up before they shone my flashlight. The man who was rapping the bell sprinkled the soil he had just grabbed from the ground.

Then he turned over from his head and turned around and snatched the bell block in his hand. The girl beside him was so scared that her back was close to the wall, her beauty was lost and she screamed continuously.

"I dare to play with the evil spirits, but I dare to rush the sand. My eyes are fascinated!"

"It's time to use the counterfeit goods to catch ghosts. It's light to be beaten up." I was not satisfied and kicked him again.

The kick hit him on the butt. He heard my voice and quickly put down his hand rubbing his eyes. He blinked twice. The flashlight fell to the ground, but it was still lit. He saw who was standing in front of him and immediately shouted in surprise: "Sister Fu!!"

"You kid, haven't you gone home? Why are you here again?" No matter how I looked at the big bell in my hand, it looked like it was like a soy sauce-showing thing.

This thing is difficult to catch ghosts, but it is easy to buy soy sauce when you ask ghosts to come out.

"Oh, I, my friend, ask me for help, something very urgent." Shunfeng looked at the girl who was almost scared by her side and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, she is my eldest sister, not a ghost."

Taoist Shunfeng smiled and turned to me, "She is my netizen. I have known each other for several years. A few days ago, she told me that her sister disappeared at the subway station. The police searched for her but no one was found. Her family also thought that her sister was getting angry and ran away from home. But she felt that it was not, and she suspected that there was something wrong with the subway station."

"What's the problem with the subway station?" I looked at the girl with a gentle look that I thought she was, but she shivered.

The girl looked at Shunfeng, and seemed to be unwilling to talk to me, a stranger. Shunfeng immediately took the words and replied for her:

"Actually, her sister wanted to commit suicide. She left the house after writing a suicide note on the day she disappeared. The surveillance camera was taken. Her sister obviously entered the subway station and had never left the station. If she succeeded in finding a short sentence, it would be impossible for no one to know."

"The surveillance may not be able to capture everyone. It is possible that she will go out with others in crowds during get off work rush hour," I said.

"If anyone else can't take pictures, my sister will definitely take pictures. She was wearing red, red skirt and red shoes that day, which was the most eye-catching among the crowd. It's impossible for her to not take pictures!" The girl finally spoke, and was very excited.

"Hmm? Red dress?"

"Yes, especially... in short, there will definitely be no missed shots."
Chapter completed!