"Hello, Mrs. Lin, we are employed by your husband to deal with what you encountered. Did your deceased grandmother call me?"

"It's...you...husbands..."

"It's fine."

"Your gentleman told us about your experience. If possible, we hope to hear what happened from you."

"ah……"

"Don't be afraid, Qinqin, just tell them."

"...I, I just received a public phone call, and the public phone booth on the side of the road. The phone rang, and I answered... Someone spoke and said something... I didn't recognize the two people I met at the beginning. One hung up after saying it, and the other heard me say it was a wrong call. I wanted to tell him that it was a public phone call, but he suddenly hung up. Later, it was... grandma... woo..."

"What did your grandmother say to you?"

"She told me about my childhood. It was really grandma, mom, husband, it was really grandma! I was not mentally abnormal, the voice was from grandma, and only grandma said what she said. She knew everything about my childhood."

"Mrs. Lin, have you noticed that your mental state has been in a bad state recently?"

"What?"

"According to your family, you were in a daze and wanted to talk to your grandmother all day and didn't have the heart to do anything. Before you got your grandmother's call, you still had a while of hearing hallucinations and fear? You then left home in the middle of the night and went to the phone booth."

"Yes, all you said is that. But I just suddenly received a call from my grandma and was a little excited. I know, I was in a little mood... I just missed her too much. I didn't even see her for the last time! She...wuwu..."

"What happened to the phone call just now?"

"It was grandma who called me back. Grandma said, let me be fine. She is really grandma. She said she would not call me again in the future, let me live a good life and have a baby early... She said she would not call me... Woo... Wow! Grandma... Ah... Woo..."

"Qinqin!"

"Qinqin!"

...

"Well, now that's it, isn't it okay? That person said he won't call, Qinqin looks like..."

"Mr. Lin."

"What?"

"We investigated some time ago and found that the phone booth was not installed by the phone company."

"What? What does it mean...yes, who pretends to be there...is it really a liar?"

"In addition, according to witnesses, a man who used that phone frequently used it before had abnormal performance last year and had passed away. He died of an accident."

"...you, what are you going to say..."

"When your wife was talking on the phone just now, we found a trace of yin energy. Simply put, the phone was indeed related to ghosts."

"hiss……"

"The best result is that the call was indeed called by your wife's grandmother, and she was not in the mood to harm your wife, and was ready to stop her previous behavior; the worst result is that the ghost has other purpose and will hurt your wife."

"What should I do?"

"We all make amulets to guard against ordinary ghosts. You can wear them with your wife, and for safety reasons, you should wear one yourself."

"Is that OK?"

"This is a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Unfortunately, the phone booth is gone, and we don't know where to look for it for a while."

"I, I get it."

On January 25, 2002, the client and his wife did not receive any public calls, and his wife had returned to normal life.

On January 29, 2002, I went to Zhao Xiaowei's residence and contacted Zhao Xiaowei's father Zhao Quansheng. Audio file 00920020129.wav.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao."

"Hey, hello, you... that, comrade reporter, what did my Xiaowei do in the city?"

"This is also something we are curious about. We originally wanted to contact Mr. Zhao Xiaowei to give a special report on the work of a foreigner in Minqing City. In addition to your son, we also contacted others. But your son suddenly had no news, so we came to contact you. According to the neighborhood committee where he worked, he had never told anyone when he left."

"Ah, that's it, that's it... Isn't you going to pay us a fortune?"

"No, they have no intention of pursuing it. We are just curious. Mr. Zhao, have your son said and done anything after he came back?"

"I was actually puzzled. He ran back all of a sudden and didn't say hello to us. After he came back, he didn't say anything. He asked him that he didn't say anything and just hid at home. I was so angry that I didn't fight. Tell me, a good guy, if he doesn't do anything, he would hide at home. What's the point! I beat him, beat him and scold him, and he was stubborn! Alas..."

"What happened later?"

"It was like that later. It took me so long. I got angry and threw him out. He still had the face to scream and the face to cry! Really!"

"Well. Your son has never been willing to go out?"

"It's also... I've been making such a fuss a few times, and it's finally better. It's a little better. I can walk around the yard and walk around the door, but I don't run far away. I'm back, and I don't go inside the ground. I'm asking him to go to work, but he doesn't go. I have to do this..."

"So, what happened before he died unexpectedly?"

“…”

"Mr. Zhao?"

"I don't know, I don't know if this counts..."

"what happened?"

"That day, the bastard drank that day. He used to drink, but when he was a little older, he followed his master to drink. Later, he went to work in the city and said that the wine over there was expensive and he couldn't afford it. The wine here was some of our own brews, and some old wine... He used to drink a lot when he came back during the Chinese New Year. He didn't drink it this time, and then suddenly stole my wine that day... I was so angry that I wanted to beat him and chase him for a while. Seeing him running away, I came back. I still wanted to wait for him to come back to peel him, and then I fell asleep after waiting. If I didn't get angry that day, I would chase him constantly...ah..."

"He was drunk that day, so he fell into a ditch and was drowned?"

"yes."

"Why did he drink that day?"

"I don't know, I don't know either. By the way, he didn't drink alone that day."

"Who is the one who drinks with him?"

"I don't know!"

“Didn’t you drink it at home?”

"I drank at home, but... but I don't know! I just heard the movement and came out to see him at the stove. I heard the sound of talking. He said, "You call me," and the other words, "Brother, you are pitiful, too." Just a few words, I heard this clearly. I even asked someone to ask. No one had been here yesterday, and after he came back, no one had called him."

"When you arrived at the stove, didn't you see anyone?"

"No, there is no one, he is the only one. There is no one else in the house, and the door is closed. He probably got drunk in a mess. He was drunk in a mess at that time. I'm really... this guy! Suck... Suck..."

On February 2, 2002, I received a call from the client's wife. The phone recording was 200202020318.mp3.

"Hello, may I ask you..."

"I am, I am Lins's wife. That, you are Aoye Supernatural Firm, right?"

"Yes. Is there anything wrong?"

"My husband had a car accident. He got a car accident when he got off work in the afternoon and is now in the hospital."

"Well. How did you get into a car accident?"
Chapter completed!