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Chapter eight hundred and ninety seventh leaflet

Jiang Xinlan shook her head: "No, no..."

She then added anxiously: "But, but I really feel that I am about to be suffocated by such darkness and coldness. It is really not ordinary black, nor ordinary cold...but, I, I..."

The more anxious she wanted to defend herself, the more she stuttered.

Su Xin comforted, "I understand that feeling. What about it later?"

"Later? I...I don't know what I was thinking at that time. If it were now, I would definitely run downstairs, but at that time I was only thinking about the stack of money in the woman's hand... Haha, don't laugh at me, in fact, there was a stack of money in the stack of paper in the woman's hand... So"

Su Xin smiled gently, indicating that she understood very much.

Jiang Xinlan continued, "I was crawling, and then a half-open door suddenly appeared in front of me. It was the kind of double-open one. One of them opened inwards and a gap wide for one person was emitted from it. A bright light emanated from the inside. When I saw this light, I felt that all the darkness and coldness had disappeared all of a sudden, and I felt a sense of warmth and steadiness inexplicably, and then I walked in without hesitation."

Suxin responded, "What?"

Jiang Xinlan: "Then? There is no more. It's an independent room, less than ten square meters. There is a white table in the center of the house, and there is a stack of advertising paper on the table...it is the same as the woman holding it before. It is probably a thick knuckle, and there is a note next to it, which says, 'Get the corresponding flyer according to your ability, and then receive the corresponding reward in the drawer'."

Su Xin asked again: "Then, do you have no other abnormal sensing in that room?"

Jiang Xinlan shook her head, "No, nothing, everything inside looks very clean."

"I took a stack of advertising paper, opened the drawer in front of me, and placed a paper bag like the cowhide envelope in the hand I saw before. The paper bag was bulging, so I picked up the envelope, heavy, and then put the money and advertising paper into my bag..."

Su Xin looked up at Jiang Xinlan, and was about to ask something, and anxiously added to the convenience: "Then, then... I know that maybe the money in the paper bag is a bit too much, and Coco was originally the reward for sending the flyer. I said it myself on the note, I did not do anything wrong..."

Su Xin didn't understand why the other party was so excited about this issue, but in her opinion, no matter what it was, it had value. If someone just asked you to send a few flyers and would give you tens of thousands of dollars, even if it was a condition proposed by others, then you should think carefully in your heart whether this is an equal transaction.

Su Xin didn't intend to be confused about this issue. After hearing so much, we can already make a preliminary judgment that sending leaflets is indeed a trap, but I don't know what kind of trap it is.

Su Xin glanced at Jiang Xinlan, "In other words, the other party went around so much and gave such a generous reward, just asking you to hand over the flyer?"

Jiang Xinlan cried and nodded, "That's right, just let's hand out the flyer."

"And what? Is there something wrong with the flyer?"

Sending leaflets is very familiar to Suxin.

I think when she was in college, she would often send flyers, and it would cost fifteen or twenty yuan for one or two hours. She did it more carefully and more responsible. Every time someone threw advertising paper on the ground, she would pick it up, so there was no scene of waste paper flying everywhere where she sent the flyers. Moreover, the portion given to her was actually sent to pedestrians, and she did not directly throw the trash can or sell it to those who collected waste.

Therefore, she has a good reputation in those hourly workers. As long as there is no course, the rest of the time will be arranged.

At this time, when she heard Jiang Xinlan say that her case was caused by distributing leaflets, Su Xin couldn't help but feel a little interested.

Jiang Xinlan continued to tell, "The flyer is the same size as ordinary A4 paper, with a picture printed on it, a dozen numbers written on the black base plate, and a line of small words written on it, 'Dial this number can satisfy all your wishes'. Although this page looks a bit weird, even awesome... But, you know, some merchants make the page weird in order to make the mystery and make the page weird. Actually, I just thought that the number was just an advertisement... so I didn't think much about it, so I went to send the leaflet."

"But, but as I was emitting it, I felt something was wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"I found that sometimes others can see leaflets or me, but sometimes they can't see the same thing at all." Jiang Xinlan's expression became horrified again.

Su Xin knew that many people were actually very disgusted with flyers, so it was reasonable for the other party to deliberately ignore them.

"Oh, why do you think they can't see it, not that they are unwilling to pay attention to it?"

Jiang Xinlan said, "Actually, I felt so at the beginning, but once, when I was sending flyers at the airport, I ran up and handed them one by one to them. But only one young man took the advertising paper. Therefore, he took the flyers and glanced at it a little behind others, and then his companion called him. He raised the advertising paper in his hand and said, "Here, call this number quickly to fulfill your wish...", and the rest looked at him in the way you were sick, and then turned around and left. The young man just teased him, and saw that everyone didn't care, so he threw the advertising paper into the trash can next to him..."

Su Xin stopped writing and asked, "Then... what is your purpose in finding me now?"

Jiang Xinlan said anxiously: "The number on it will always be automatically displayed on my phone. I think I am about to die. Please save me..."

Suxin: "Is it the number on the advertising paper?"

Jiang Xinlan nodded wildly: "That's right, it's it, it's it..."

Su Xin felt that the other party had been talking for a long time but didn't mention the "idea", and she didn't grasp the focus of the case at all.

If there is really something evil on the advertising paper, Jiang Xinlan, as a psychic, must have sensed it earlier than ordinary people.

And why did I have to wait for half a year before the number on the advertising paper is thinking about harming her?

How will a number harm her?

Could it be...

Su Xin remembered that she had dealt with a SMS murder case before. In the eyes of ordinary people, their bad luck was caused by a SMS.
Chapter completed!
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