Chapter 303 Number 037 - Hometown Ghost (1)
Because of Lu Manning's incident, I felt very upset. It was the weekend, and I thought about it and went to the hotel to find Gu Mo.
I know that Gu Mo would not say anything good to comfort, but compared to those of the thin guys, Gu Mo, as a professional, has handled many supernatural events, and must have some ideas to face this matter more maturely.
Sure enough, when Gu Mo heard me say it, he didn't even put down his phone. While following the music, he asked casually: "That's it?" He disagreed with this.
"You must have encountered this kind of thing? Good intentions are not rewarded, but they are misunderstood..." I said.
"Stop talking about ghosts, aren't people like this?" Gu Mo is really old. Even if he deducts the ten years that disappeared, he is definitely an uncle. Not the kind of uncle who was called an uncle by his little sister at the age of thirty, but his fingers are very flexible. He is better than young people when he plays music games. I glanced at it, with the highest rating, and a perfect evaluation.
"You're right." I let out a breath, still feeling a little depressed.
After Gu Mo finished the game, he put down his phone and moved his fingers. His posture was very professional.
"Just pretending to be bitten by a dog and beating the dog to death, isn't that all?" Gu Mo said, getting up and pouring water.
I leaned against the sofa and looked up at the ceiling, but I still couldn't forget how Lu Manning was finally dragged into the water.
She is that...
despair.
Bi was entangled in kimono and wanted to commit suicide and relieve herself, but found out that Zhou Kaiwei was not relieved because of her death, but was more desperate than seeing Zhou Kaiwei jumping off a building and committing suicide in front of him.
Because she knew that she killed Zhou Kaiwei.
Gu Mo threw me a drink.
My chest hurts.
"You don't need to think so much. That kind of thing can't happen to you." Gu Mo said suddenly.
I was absent-minded and opened the can directly, and was splashed with the soda sprayed.
Gu Mo laughed.
I turned dark and went to the bathroom to wipe it with a towel.
"Little brother." Gu Mo called me.
I don't care.
"If you encounter such a thing, just be ashamed of your heart." Gu Mo said lightly.
My hands stopped.
"Don't think about anything that could have done better. Because you can never do better." Gu Mo continued.
My heart moved, and I turned to look, Gu Mo had already picked up his phone again.
I think this inappropriate uncle was in pain before.
I have seen his past. When he just got the ability, he had some emotions. He must have experienced a lot of experience to be like this. Everyone in Qingye is probably like this. Ye Qing and Liu Miao are what I already know. Ye Qing’s childhood playmates and Liu Miao’s parents were both missing or died in supernatural events.
It is impossible for a doctor to save every patient.
It is impossible for the police to catch every criminal.
There are people dying every minute and every second in this world.
I can't see it, never experience it, so normal people live easily.
However, Gu Mo could hear the voices of the dead. He should have gone through more hardships than any of Qingye's people.
"Did you hear anything here?" I blurted out.
Gu Mo's hand knocking on his phone did not pause at all, and the enthusiastic music and cute and beautiful female voices filled the hotel room.
"Yes. But there are not many sounds here, and I still hear them clearly most of the time." Gu Mo paused and said, "The most terrifying thing is the hospital."
I was silent, said nothing more, cleaned my clothes, and prepared to go back.
Gu Mo said "um" without even raising his head, indicating that he knew.
After I opened the door, I didn't take any steps, and turned around again and asked Gu Mo: "Ye Qing said that humans and ghosts have different paths, and ghosts should not exist in the world. But if I meet not an evil ghost, am I..."
Lu Manning was not an evil ghost at first, but judging by her final outcome, she didn't know how many people she had implicated to die.
"This is not what I decided, it is what you decide. You can do whatever you want. Life is short, don't think so much." Gu Mo said indifferently, then cursed, and a note was missing.
Even though Gu Mo didn't look up, I nodded and closed the door and left.
When I went to work on Monday, I told the Skinny and the others about the matter, but my mood had become much calmer. I asked Chen Xiaoqiu for help, and wanted Chen Yihan to check the number of people who committed suicide that day, at that time. It was not a murder case, so it was difficult to investigate. It was only on Friday that Chen Yihan had a result.
"Twenty-one people died, suicides, and accidents." Chen Xiaoqiu reposted, "The Zhou Kaiwei you mentioned was in the first and second minutes, within a twenty-minute period."
Because the causes of death are different and the locations are different, it is not a murder case. If I don’t mention it, no one will find this "coincidence".
I didn't say anything else, and the calming mood became complicated again.
Event number 037
Event genre: Ghost Story in Hometown
Certifiers: Wang Yan, Wang Tong, Wang Bin
Gender: male, female, male
Age: 49, 46, 42
Occupation: Employee
Family Relationship: Three brothers and sisters, each of them get married
Contact address: Room No. Xizhou Road, Minqing City
Contact number: 187
Events pass:
On September 7, 2006, the client visited for the first time. Audio file 03720060907wav.
"Hello, Mr. Wang and Ms. Wang. You said before that they were three brothers and sisters?"
"I am the eldest brother, this is my sister and younger brother, Wang Bin is the youngest."
"Did you three encounter the same supernatural incident?"
"It's the old house in the family that is haunted. The three of us have moved out long ago. The house is small and five of us live in too crowded. We all live in the school since we can live, and after work, we move as soon as we can. Our parents used to live there."
"So? Have your three parents moved out now?"
"No...my mother died in 2004, and her father died more than three months ago."
"Oh. So, what happened in that house?"
"Let my brother say it. He knows it the most."
"Mr. Wang Bin, right?"
"Yes... more than three months ago, at the end of May and early June, I received a call from the neighborhood committee telling me that my father was dead. He lived alone and ordered some elderly meals at the neighborhood committee. There were three meals a day. When the meal delivery person was delivering lunch, he found that no one responded to knock on the door and called the police. The police pried the door in. My father had been dead for a while. Naturally, he died. He was not young anymore and had a minor illness..."
"Who knows if it really died naturally..."
"Wang Tong, what do you mean?"
"If you want to die naturally, can you be haunted?"
"You two are enough!"
"What are you going to show about your elder brother! Didn't you want this family early?"
"Three, please calm down. Please let Mr. Wang Bin continue to say it. If you have any different opinions in the future, Mr. Wang Yan and Ms. Wang Tong can tell us again."
"My father died naturally. The police and the hospital issued certificates. I rushed back... I worked in the capital. When I received the call, I asked the neighborhood committee to help me watch it first. When I arrived, it was the next morning, and I immediately found a funeral person to help my father change his clothes, and also made a set of things. The quilt, incense, candles and paper money were all prepared, and the photos were all done. After a day of busyness, I would build a floor shop at home. Two bedrooms and one living room, a small house of more than 40 square meters. The layout of the house is not very good. The house rate is quite low, and I can hear a little movement, and the orientation is not good. I slept in the second bedroom at night, and it was a little cold, sleeping in a daze, and then I felt warm all of a sudden. When I woke up, I saw... the upper layer of my body was covered with my father's quilt..."
Chapter completed!