"From your account, something is wrong. Old sir, have you told your family about this situation?"

"I said it, I said it, didn't they help me change the furniture and do a big cleaning?"

"No, I mean, you have told your suspicions to your family?"

"This... I told the old woman, but she couldn't figure it out... her son, daughter and others didn't say much. Hey, you little comrades rarely believe in these, right?"

"Well. So, do you remember when things first happened? When was that? Have you done anything special before that?"

"Ah? This... I think about it... I've been a few years... I just retired... I didn't pay attention... I used to go to and from get off work every day, but I had to go to work. Later, when I retired, I was not used to it at first, so I ran out... There was a teahouse in the community. Later, I went there to have a tea, chat with my old neighbors, and later, I got used to staying at home and watching TV..."

"Why don't you go to the teahouse?"

"Well? If you don't go, you won't go. I forgot too. Watching TV is also good, right? Sometimes you watch the news, sometimes you watch the show..."

"Did you not notice something wrong before you spot the bug?"

"No, it's normal. I suddenly found those bugs. I don't know where they came out. I can't clean them... Is this still a gang? I didn't crush the ants, kill the bugs... I don't see many bug nests in the community now..."

"If you don't have any clues here, we need to contact your family and ask about the situation. If you have a taboo, it may not be you, but your family."

"This... won't be it? I saw those bugs?"

"This is indefinite."

"Oh... OK."

On July 6, 2002, Duan Xiaojun's eldest son Duan Zheng. Audio file 01220020706.wav.

"Hello, Mr. Duan."

"Well. You said, you said you met my dad? My dad looked for you?"

"Yes. This is our business card."

"Qingye... Supernatural... Are you kidding? Haha, this, this joke is not funny..."

"It's not a joke. We were also surprised when we saw your father. Generally speaking, you shouldn't have entered our firm like this. He came to him by himself, and this situation is a bit complicated."

“…”

"Mr. Duan, can you tell me what happened in your home? What your father entrusts us to deal with is that a large number of bugs frequently appear in the place where he lives..."

"Hiss you...you, are you serious?"

"Of course, we are very serious. Your father is already our client. If that weren't the case, we could have dealt with him directly at that time."

"Director, what to do?"

"It's what you understand."

“…”

"Mr. Duan, can you tell me what's going on now?"

"…I…I don’t know how to say it…I don’t know where to start…”

"The clues we got from your father, probably since he retired, started to happen."

"Ha, yes... he retired... he is very strong-willed, has a bad temper. After retirement, he has nothing to do and is a little uncomfortable. Several of us brothers and sisters are all middle-aged and cannot stay with him... At the beginning, it was my son. My son's unit had annual leave, so he asked him to take his grandparents out for a trip. It was not far away, so he just played around for two days. On weekends, our children also went to see them. But we couldn't stay with us for five days on weekdays. My mother has a soft personality. She retired early and had an aunt in the community.

I bought vegetables, played cards, watched TV, knitting sweaters, etc., but it was okay. My dad... He went to the teahouse several times. That day, I received a call from my mom. On Monday, I received a call from her. She just had nothing to do. She was a little worried about my dad, saying that he had a quarrel with an old man in the teahouse. She was sulking when she got home. I wanted to say a few words to my dad and persuaded him. My mom said he was already asleep. I said that the weather was hot and he should not run out recently. Don’t save money at home, just turn on the air conditioner, blow on the air conditioner, and watch the TV. My mom kept agreeing..."

“…How are you doing, Mr. Duan?”

"Well... she kept agreeing and saying yes. Her tone didn't change much, and she was still the same. I called the next day and she also said yes, saying that my dad didn't go out today and watched TV at home for a day. She was with her. I asked her to call my dad to listen to the phone, but my dad hummed twice and hung up. I didn't take it seriously. He got stubborn and just like that. I... Later, I talked to my brother, but I didn't realize anything was wrong. On the weekend, my eldest sister went to see the two old people. She later told us that my dad might not feel very comfortable, lying on the bed and ignored people.

Two weeks later, I asked for leave on Monday and wanted to take my dad to see a doctor. When I got home, it was chilly... the air conditioner was turned on very low, and the room was stuffy. The curtains were all pulled. I felt something was wrong at that time. I called my mom, but no one answered. When I called my dad, I heard a sound in the room inside. I opened the door and went in. The cold air came out. The air conditioner was turned on in the living room, and the air conditioner was turned on in the room, and the temperature was even lower. When I came in from outside, I felt cold. I... I saw my dad lying on the bed, motionless, facing the wall, with a blanket on his body... Huh..."

"Mr. Duan, you can rest for a while."

"No, no...I...I can continue to say...I felt bad when I saw my dad lying there. I was thinking about his body, and it wouldn't work like this. When I called him, he hummed twice, as if he wasn't awake. I went over and pushed him...I felt that his body was hard and there was no heat at all...I...I was confused at the time, I didn't know what was going on. My mom...I came out of the toilet. I heard that

The sound of flushing. My mother's face was white and blue. When she smiled, her face was stiff. She also asked me why it came here at this time. I pushed my dad and didn't know what to say. My mom just talked to herself, complaining that the air conditioner was cold, turning the air conditioner up, and then said to my dad, and took a small quilt to cover him. No matter how I looked, why was something wrong? When I held my mom, my mom's hand was also cold. I stared at her and looked carefully...she..."

"Is she still alive?"
Chapter completed!