Aoba Office

Chapter 271 No. 008-Omen of Death (4)

"Hey, I heard voices in this person from beginning to end."

"what sound?"

"have no idea."

"Mushroom, do you really not know?"

"Why am I lying? Here..."

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"...I...what I encountered is a sign..."

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"I heard that kind of whispering voice here. I couldn't hear it clearly. I zoomed in to the maximum, but it was still vague. Even men, women, old and children couldn't distinguish it. And then here..."

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"...there are crows standing on the clothes drying poles in the entire row..."

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"I heard laughter here, a woman's laughter, probably a young woman, very clear. Here..."

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"...I invested all my money in the merit incense there and asked for a consecrated gold medal..."

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"Here are the cries of old men, the cries of older men, sad but somewhat suppressed. Here..."

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"...I bumped into a jaywalker..."

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"The screams were so loud that the male and female couldn't be distinguished."

"Did you hear the sound coming from Ren Min, or the sound inside the community?"

"Hey, hey, do you doubt my professionalism? This is definitely the sound coming from Ren Min."

"I don't see any negative energy in him."

"I don't know what they are. I can hear these sounds clearly. If you can't hear them, they must be spirits, right?"

"So many spirits? Is that Ren Min... related to blood?"

"Maybe not that many spirits."

"Didn't you talk about spirits, and also said that the voices sounded like women and men at the same time?"

"They didn't make sounds at the same time. There was an obvious sequence. There was only one voice from beginning to end. I think this is like a mental illness."

"A ventriloquist psycho who can change his voice?"

"It's not impossible."

"Then what happened to Ren Min was not due to Yuan Chun's bloodline, but something happened to him himself?"

"It is also possible that Yuan Chun's bloodline brought this spirit body. After a thousand years, even the documents and teachers passed down to this day cannot clearly know what happened to Yuan Chun. What has been handed down now, That’s what others see and hear.”

"Then what are we going to do now?"

"Just keep an eye on Ren Min. If those dangers are not accidents, you will be able to tell something at that time."

"Then I'll contact Ren Min."

On December 6, 2001, the client was contacted. Telephone recording 200112061951.mp3.

"Hello, Mr. Ren."

"..."

"Mr. Ren?"

"I...I saw..."

"What did you see?"

"It's moths. There are a lot of moths on the lamps in my house. They... they burn to death, fall off, and then there are new ones... I don't know where they come from..."

"Are you home alone?"

"No, it's not. I'm in the bedroom, my wife is in my son's room...I...they..."

"Mr. Ren, is it convenient for us to come here now?"

"They're spelling..."

"What?"

"The fallen moths spelled out a word. I saw a word..."

"What word?"

"...death...is...is...huh...huh..."

"Is it the word 'death'?"

"Yes...wu..."

"Don't be afraid. Do you remember the crow you saw? That might be your hallucination. We will come to your house now."

"ah!"

"What's wrong? What happened, Mr. Ren?"

"There's another word! There's another word... drowning... it's drowning!"

"Then, Mr. Ren, please leave the water source. We will come over now. Please don't worry."

"Okay, okay...leave the water source...I won't touch the water..."

On December 6, 2001, he rushed to the client's residence. Audio file 00820011206.wav.

"You are here! You are here! I..."

"Husband, this is..."

"This is what I told you, that Aoba!"

"Oh, um... please come in, please come in quickly. Do you want something to drink?"

"You're welcome. Mr. Ren, can we take a look at the moth you mentioned on the phone first?"

"Okay! Right over here!"

"What moth? Husband, have you seen it..."

"Dad, mom, who are they?"

"Just... take care of the child."

"Yeah...I understand. That's dad's friend. You stay in the room with mom. Have you finished the book?"

"not yet……"

Da da da da da…

Bang.

"That's it...ah, again..."

"Is it just this moth?"

"There was a group just now, and the lamps were all covered. The moths that fell down were on the bed. They drowned... they drowned... I might..."

"This is good news. Water is not available everywhere, and it takes a lot of water to drown an adult."

"Well, you're right."

"Boss, this is just an ordinary moth."

"Burn it."

"good."

"Mr. Ren, we think we need to stay with you and observe the situation every time a vision occurs. In addition, there is something we need to tell you."

"What?"

"In the restaurant you mentioned last time, the boss and his wife had a fight and almost injured you. You escaped at the time, but someone at the scene injured his chest and died after ineffective rescue efforts."

"You, you want to say..."

"If you stay at home, your family may be in danger. If it is convenient, we will book a hotel room and we will be there 24 hours a day. If there is any situation, we will be able to discover it as soon as possible and take action. Respond."

"Thank you so much! Will you...will you..."

"You don't have to worry about our safety."

"Thank you so much, thank you, thank you..."

"So, will you move to the hotel today?"

"Okay, I...I'll tell my wife and son."

"OK."

Da da da da da…

"Wife..."

Click! Squeak——

"What's wrong?"

"What they mean is that I move outside and live with them. If anything happens, they can take care of it. I'll leave the rest of the house to you."

"You want to move out..."

"Mom! Look! There are shooting stars outside!"

"Hey, I get it! Where are you moving to?"

"Move to the hotel."

Wow - bang!

Huh-huh-

"That's it. Then when you get there, call...them...ok?"

"Give it a try, at least they..."

“Ahhhhh——”

"Why...son!"

"Jiajia!"

Dong dong dong dong...

Bang!

"Jiajia! Jiajia!!"

"what happened?"

"A kid fell down! Ouch!"

"Something happened!"

"My son...ah...wuwu..."

"Ling, call the police!"

Dong dong dong dong dong…

"Mr. Ren! Wait!"

"I'll go down with Amiao."

Dong dong dong dong...

Huh-huh-huh-huh-

"Jiajia, Jiajia..."

"Mrs. Ren, please sit down first. ...This..."

Rustling, rustling...

Click!

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The client's son fell from the window and fell to his death. The book page on the desk shows a story about a child who resourcefully saved himself after falling into the water. Attached: Photos of the inside pages of the book.

December 7, 2001, audio file analysis. Audio file 200112061951G.wav.

"The sound is very clear this time."

"What is it?"

"A buzzing sound, like the sound of an insect's wings vibrating."

"Other than that?"

"There's no other sound."

Audio file 00820011206G.wav.

"...Okay! Right over here!..."

"This section is very quiet."

"...You have to move out..."

click!

"here……"