Aoba Office

On March 8, 2006, I went to inspect the cemetery of Qin Shuai, the client’s son. No abnormalities were found.

On March 9, 2006, the client visited. Audio file 03120060309.wav.

"Hello, Mr. Qin. Tea, please."

"Ah, thank you."

"Did you get any news?"

"Yes, yes... I just asked some of my son's friends. I found out that he, he has a girl he likes. He has liked him since high school. He went to the same school in college. Later, when he worked... they There is still contact with the class reunion, maybe it’s that girl…”

"Need to show them the photo to confirm?"

"Ah, um. Yes...he said that it can be sent to him online. This is the contact information. Yi Meier...is this what your name is?"

"Yeah. Then let's send him the photo."

Da da da……

"Mr. Qin, did you find out anything else?"

"Ah... I am... that girl. There are not many things about her. It should be... um..."

"Has anything happened at your home these past two days?"

"Oh, this..."

"If it's convenient, we hope to install surveillance cameras in your home. In this way, we may be able to capture images of the ghost."

"Surveillance? You mean, the kind...that kind of surveillance in a bank?"

"Yes."

"This, is it us..."

"Well, the lives of the two of you will be photographed. However, you also said that he basically does housework in your home, and the other is the recent vandalism. We can install the surveillance system in places like the kitchen, no The privacy of your couple will be photographed.”

"oh……"

"Mr. Qin?"

"Huh? Oh...this..."

"Mr. Qin, what happened on the anniversary of his death?"

"Ah? It's nothing, nothing. Really... I really don't know... We didn't do anything. We just burned paper normally..."

"That's it..."

"It will take a while to contact you via email. We will be responsible for following up over there."

"Oh. Okay. I understand. Then today..."

"Any more questions, Mr. Qin?"

"No. Not anymore."

"Um."

On March 10, 2006, Qin Shuai’s classmate Wei Mingyu was contacted. Audio file 03120060310.wav.

"Hey, I was shocked when Uncle Qin called me. I really didn't expect...ah, I'm sorry, I didn't doubt you...that...they are a little older and middle-aged. Son...when I attended the memorial service, I saw that they were very sad. We have been sending them New Year greetings for several Chinese New Years. It was not until this year that they felt a little better emotionally..."

"Yes. Mr. Wei, you said you have never seen the woman in the photo?"

"Yes, I have never met him at all. I really don't know this person. I know that Qin Shuai likes one of our classmates, who was the monitor at that time. She went abroad last year, and now she keeps in touch with some female classmates. She is living well abroad. Okay. I heard Uncle Qin talk about this and thought she had an accident abroad... I really don’t recognize the girl in the photo. I also asked a few of our classmates and they didn’t recognize her. Synthetic, right?”

"No. How much do you know about Qin Shuai's family?"

"Huh? This is a very ordinary family... very ordinary... Do you also doubt Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin? I think you are not very old..."

"There is suspicion in this regard. Mr. Qin seems unwilling to say anything more about what happened on the anniversary of Qin Shuai's death last year."

"Oh... maybe they really encountered something. Their mood suddenly improved, and they wanted to adopt a child... They had actually planned to adopt a child for a long time. We heard about it when we paid New Year's greetings. In fact, Qin Shuai We told them this when we visited them not long after they passed away. They were older, but not that bad. Moreover, both of them had good jobs and had savings... They should raise another child. No problem. There is someone to take care of when we are old. But to be honest, we are just Qin Shuai’s classmates and friends, and we still visit them frequently. But it will take a few more years...who knows..."

"Well. So, what do you think of Qin Shuai?"

"Well... I don't think so. It's not that Qin Shuai has returned to his soul. It's not that I don't believe this. But what Uncle Qin said... Qin Shuai doesn't know how to do housework or anything like that. There's no way he can do these things. . And... there are some things that I couldn’t say to Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin. We talked about it when we were playing together and having dinner together. Qin Shuai planned to buy a new house and the couple would live alone. Yes. He was not filial to Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin, but he was not to that extent. During the memorial service, they were very sad... When we talked about it after drinking, Qin Shuai was the most reluctant person to die. It's probably his games, the stars he chases. He also saves money to buy game consoles, plane tickets, and game tickets. But he's not that perseverant... I guess. , he may go back to see Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin, but it is impossible to do so many things - if there really is such a thing as a 'ghost'...well..."

"Okay. Anything else you think might be a clue?"

"Then there won't be any... Well... I, I don't know, I'm just guessing... Aunt Qin, is it... maybe it's Aunt Qin's mental side... maybe both of them, that's the one, Uh... they probably did something and then forgot about it, right?"

"You mean, mental illness?"

"Hey, yes, it's just... I think that is more likely, right? If we say these things, they probably won't listen, and we don't have any position... They asked you to do an investigation... Uncle Qin also said, you Proposing to install surveillance? In this case...I may be a bit naive when I say this...I hope you won't lie to them, if it is really that they have a mental problem..."

"Of course. The commission we accepted is to handle this matter for them. No matter what the cause or process of this matter is, we will inform them of the truth we have investigated."

"Ah That's good."

On March 10, 2006, I received a call from the client. Telephone recording 200603102324.mp3.

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

"I...hoo...wuwu..."

"Woooo...help..."

"Mr. Qin? Mrs. Qin?"

"Help..."

"I...my wife...I..."

"Mr. Qin, are you at home now?"

"Well, she, she..."

"Ah ah ah... ah... it hurts... Old Qin, Old Qin... ugh..."

"We'll rush over now."