"Before the incident, their relationship suddenly deteriorated, is Wang Ziming also a member of the bullying Chen Jia?"

"Yes......"

"After Chen Jia died, did you ask them?"

"No...... I, I thought about it. When the police came to ask, and when Chen Jia's parents asked, they didn't know. When I wanted to ask them, I heard them laughing...... They, that disgusting guy died, and that's great...... I...... I ...... all at once I can't help it...... I can't stay in school anymore and teach them ......."

"You haven't been in touch with them since?"

"No, never again."

"Thank you, Ms. Yang."

On October 10, 2008, Wang Ziming was contacted. Audio file 05120081010.bsp; "Hello, Mr. Wang."

“…… What do you want to do? ”

"We already knew it on the phone. Thank you for agreeing with us. ”

"I don't want to see you either, you've all come to the door, what can I do? That pervert has been dead for twelve years, what do you want to do now? You have nothing to do with him, do you? ”

"We're just curious, you're his best friend, right? Did he have any wishes at that time? Are there any strong desires? If he dies, what will be the most regrettable? ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"All you have to do is answer."

"What else can a pervert want? He just wants to go to Lao Gu! ”

"Lao Gu, did you play together at that time?"

"That's right. That pervert! He just deliberately made friends with me, just to get to know Lao Gu! ”

"You and that one are ......"

"We are in junior high school, and we have always been good buddies, and we have been in different classes after entering high school. Damn, it's disgusting to think about it now! Good thing the pervert died! ”

"Do you have the contact information of Mr. Gu?"

"It's not enough for you to harass me, you still want to entangle Lao Gu? What exactly do you want to do? Asking for money, huh? How much? I tell you not to think of the lion's mouth! That pervert is killing himself, and we're locking him up in the classroom at most! ”

"You misunderstood, Mr. Wang. We're in some trouble. Now, Mr. Chen's ghost is a little delirious, and we just want to bring him back to his senses. ”

"You...... Are you sick? ”

"If you don't believe me, we can prove it. Could you please contact Mr. Gu? ”

“…… Are you serious? ”

"Actually, you should feel it, right? Mr. Chen became a ghost after he died, and he should have looked for you. ”

“……”

"Mr. Wang, what do you think of our proposal? Cooperation, which is good for both of us. If you refuse, we'll have to use some tough tactics. ”

"I, I'll talk to Lao Gu."

"Please."

On October 11, 2008, Gu Junze, Wang Ziming and the client were contacted.

The video screen is fixed, and the angle should be a surveillance camera installed in a high place.

The room appears to be a studio, with four walls and doors on three sides.

There are large bookshelves and shelves in the room, all stacked with things. The spine of the book is very strange, the material, color, and the title and text engraved are different. The shelves are a variety of boxes, of different sizes and materials, many of which are carved with patterns similar to words.

The table was clean and tidy, only a lamp and a different pen.

In the middle of the room was an open space, which was a bit abrupt.

There are now eight people in the picture, in addition to Nangong Yao and Gu Mo, Aoba's three mosaic faces are also there, and the other three are all men, two are older and are adult men, and the other is obviously a child. Sheng's expression was the most restrained and frightened, and his body shrunk and hid behind the five people in Aoba. The other two wore a suit and a jacket, their expressions were cloudy and uncertain, and they looked in a bad mood.

Wu Ling walked to the corner of the room.

There was something covered in black flannel, and it was impossible to see what was under the black cloth.

Wu Ling stretched out his hand and ripped off the black cloth, revealing the young man below.

All three gasped.

"How did he ...... He's not ......" jacket man stammered.

Wu Ling folded the black cloth.

"We've trapped his soul in the puppet for the time being, but it's not a long-term solution." Ye Qing spoke.

"What? What exactly are you going to do? The man in the jacket asked anxiously, looking at the teenager, "Really...... Really...... It's a sculpture, right? Waxwork? It's pretty much like it. ”

"Now, I'll be clear." Ye Qing ignored the jacket man's words, "Chen Jia died twelve years ago, and when he died, he became a ghost because he had a strong obsession in his heart. He should have found you. ”

At this point, Ye Qing turned his head and should have looked at the man in the suit.

Sheng was a little excited, "He's looking for him!" He's going to find him, isn't he? It has nothing to do with me! ”

"Shut up." Ye Qing said lightly.

The waving arm froze.

Ye Qing again: "He came to you, right?" ”

The man in the suit was silent for a moment, "Yes." ”

The man in the jacket is looking at the man in the suit.

"I've seen him several times, standing outside the classroom, on the edge of the playground, and sometimes downstairs in my house. He's haunted...... He liked me, I knew, and when I knew, I immediately distanced myself from him. I feel like I've shown it obviously. His death had nothing to do with me. The man in the suit exhaled heavily.

"What did you do after that?" Ye Qing continued to ask.

"Nope. I just ignored him. After I graduated, I didn't see him again. The man in the suit said.

"Hmm. Then, twelve years after his death, he came to you. Ye Qing turned his head and faced that student, "You are influenced by him, you can see him, like him, and use spells on the Internet to establish contact with him." The form of his existence has changed......"

"It turned out to be something you kid made up!" The man in the jacket lost his temper a little.

He shrunk his neck and said in a low voice: "It's obviously you, it's you from the beginning......"

"You little ghost, as perverted as he is! I actually like men! The man in the jacket said in disgust.

Sheng's body became more and more rickety, "No...... It's him...... He was the one who influenced me...... I'm not ......."

The man in the suit didn't say anything, just squinted slightly at the boy in the corner.

"Now, we're going to end their previous contract and turn him into a ghost again. In this way, we can get rid of him once and for all. Do you understand? "Ye Qing.

"What are we going to do? It's none of the business we have, right? "Jacket man.

"Termination of the contract requires mutual consent. He had wanted to lift it for a long time, but the problem was Chen Jia's side. We need him to change his mind. ”

"What's the use of looking for us?" The man in the jacket frowned.

"You are the reason why he became a ghost." Ye Qing's words were concise and to the point, and he turned around when he was done.

Wu Ling put the black cloth aside, bit his finger, pressed it on the young man's forehead, and cut it along the bridge of the young man's nose.

The blood melted into the boy's skin, and faint red lines appeared on the boy's skin, but as the blood fused, those lines disappeared.

The boy's eyes opened.

He glanced around, his gaze sweeping over everyone's face, lingering on everyone's face.

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