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"You...what do you mean?"

"That's what you think. Did your daughter turn into a ghost after death and appear in front of you and at home?"

"Stop joking! Who are you? Are you really from the student union of the school? What exactly do you want to ask?"

"Mr. Tong, as far as we know, after your daughter passed away, you and your wife didn't go home very much."

"We don't want to stir up emotions..."

"Mr. Tong, if something really happened to Miss Tong, the right thing to do is to deal with her and let her rest in peace. It can also be heard from your previous narrative that you deeply regretted the experience before Miss Tong's death. You regret that you did not take the correct treatment, which led to Miss Tong's suicide. The situation is actually the same now. If you and your wife still choose to escape and let Miss Tong stay in her own world, the situation may worsen. "

"...huh...you guys..."

"Mr. Tong, please face this problem squarely."

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"..."

"I...I don't know...I don't know if it's...I don't know if it's my hallucination, auditory hallucination, hallucination, maybe I miss Ran Ran too much...um...wuwu...me and her Mom, I always think about her and feel sad..."

"What did you hear and see?"

"Hearing her voice...her walking...that night, that night, the night of her accident...we had taken her to the morgue, to the funeral home...we called an ambulance and the doctor came and looked at her , saying that the person was dead... Her mother and I really collapsed, and her mother collapsed on the ground. The doctor then gave her resuscitation and sent her to the hospital to hang herself. I... I contacted the funeral home. , a one-stop funeral service. They sent Ran Ran to the funeral home... I went home to see her mother at night, and before I opened the door, I heard a sound from inside the door... It was the sound of someone walking. At that time, I didn’t know if Ran Ran was inside, or a thief or something... I thought that what happened before was probably all in my dreams. My daughter was fine... I... Wuwu... When I opened the door, after I opened the door, The lights in the house were dark, and there was no sound of footsteps. I turned on the lights and looked for him. There was no one in the house, and there was still one incense burner inside the Bodhisattva. Ranran's room smelled of sandalwood. I...I forgot, I didn't even remember if the incense was burning before going out. She had been dead for so long, so she lit some incense before taking medicine. The burning should be finished...I...I..."

"..."

"Returning to the soul...I thought that the first night, maybe...maybe Ran Ran had returned to the soul...I knelt down in front of the Bodhisattva and cried. I wanted to see Ran Ran...really...I cried all night. I No more sounds. No more sounds that night..."

"and after?"

"...After the funeral is done...her mother also came out of the hospital. Neither of us could sleep at night, so we lay down until our bodies were stiff...I heard the sound of footsteps outside... Right at the door of the bedroom. The person didn't come in. As soon as we made a sound, the footsteps disappeared. ... We got up and looked for her, waited, and pretended to be sleeping... She wouldn't come in... Her mother went to find some great immortal to talk to Ran Ran, and it was the same way as asking the gods to come to her. We have done all kinds of things and tried them all, but it doesn't work... it still doesn't work... We heard her footsteps inside the house and walking at the door, but she just didn't come... We can't stand it anymore... Neither her mother nor I can stand it anymore... It's too torturous. Her mother is almost blinded by crying. She doesn't come to see us no matter how hard she screams. I think she might hate us. …It’s all our fault…”

"You just moved out of the house?"

"...It's...we, can't stand it, can't stand it anymore..."

"Miss Tong didn't come with you?"

"No. She...she might still be at home...maybe, maybe she's gone...it's been so long...maybe she's gone..."

"What kind of clothes was Miss Tong wearing when she died?"

"What? She's wearing pajamas, pajamas she wears at home."

"what colour?"

"Blue, a set of blue pajamas."

"Did you only hear her footsteps but not see her?"

"No."

"Has anything at home been touched?"

"Ah? Just that incense. The night of her accident, that incense seemed to have been lit by someone later. The other... must be gone. Her mother and I were very nervous at that time and didn't pay attention. It should be there is none left……"

"Can I go to your home now and have a look?"

"Now? You..."

"Maybe Miss Tong is still in the house."

"This...how could this happen..."

"Mr. Tong, are you worried? If Miss Tong never left, you and your wife, as Miss Tong's parents, would have given up on the child first."

"...No, not...we..."

"Mr. Tong, go and have a look. Make sure it makes you feel at ease."

"..."

On June 25, 2003, he went to Tong Ranran’s residence. Audio file 02020030625(1).wav.

Crash, clack, clack, clack...

Squeak——

"... Huh... She... Ran Ran... Ran Ran?"

Da da da……

Da da da……

"Ran Ran. Ran Ran...wuwu...she, she'd better go...she's already gone..."

Da da da.

"Boss..."

"Um."

Da da da……

"What is this?! Ran Ran! Ran Ran - she..."

"Didn't you see this when you left?"

"No! When we left... not at all! Everything was fine! The room, the room was just a little messy... We didn't look... during our time... how could it be... how could it be..."

"Miss Tong stayed here for a long time."

"slowly……"

"She's gone now."

"Woooooooo..."

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Attached: Photos of Tong Ranran’s bedroom.

The photo shows a messy bedroom room. The quilt and bed were in a mess. There was a pillow on the floor, which had been torn open, revealing the cotton wool inside.

In another photo, the desk is messy, with pens and books piled together. On the open notebook, there were writings like blood writing, "Go, die, die, die."

The third photo is of the wardrobe. In the open closet, clothes were crumpled and piled together.

In the fourth photo, there is a smashed porcelain statue of Bodhisattva. Incense ash was smeared on the statue of Bodhisattva, covering its broken face.