Aoba Office

Chen Xiaoqiu was not shocked by the sudden generosity of our three grown men, and asked calmly: "Are you going to commit suicide?"

These words were like a wake-up call.

I have to say that what we are doing is indeed like seeking death.

The thin man said harshly: "You are wasting your youth if you don't seek death!"

"Can you still be considered a young man?" Guo Yujie looked at the thin man sideways and complained.

"Well, I'm not a boy, I'm an uncle, so you'll be an aunt too." The thin man responded sharply, injuring the enemy a thousand times and damaging himself eight hundred.

Guo Yujie was angry, but speechless.

The five of us are in the same class, and the age difference is only one or two years. Whoever wants to say who is older is really not taking advantage.

The fat man sighed: "Actually, what are we doing that is not seeking death?"

I was deeply touched. The thin man sighed forcefully on purpose. Chen Xiaoqiu had nothing to say.

From the moment we entered the demolition office and accepted the six villages of workers and peasants, we were on the road of no return. What else to do but keep moving forward?

"Even if I want to die, I don't want to have any regrets when I die. Like the Chang Facai you mentioned, he is lying in the hospital at an old age and thinking about making up for it." Guo Yujie said, clenching her fists.

This is what she would say.

Speaking of which, among the five of us, Guo Yujie has a more youthful heart than the three grown men, the thin man and the fat man.

"You want to go together?" the thin man asked.

"I came up with this idea from the beginning," Guo Yujie said.

"Your idea was to leave the matter to Qian Lan." Fatty said softly.

Guo Yujie choked.

Speaking of which, Guo Yujie's idea was intended to avoid trouble. Just like my hesitation, it was a bit weak. However, I am not tough enough because I think too much, and she is not tough enough because she thinks too little.

"Now that it's decided, shall we go there later?" Chen Xiaoqiu asked.

"So when do they call the soul?" asked the thin man.

"I don't know either. Director Mao didn't say the specific time." Guo Yujie shook her head.

Director Mao may not have heard Qian Lan mention it, or he may not have taken it seriously after hearing it.

"I'll call and ask." I took the phone and called Qian Lan.

Qian Lan answered the phone a little slowly, but after answering the phone, his voice was as enthusiastic as when they first met.

"Xiao Lin, hello, hello! I haven't contacted you for a long time!"

"Yes, Aunt Qian. We just heard from Director Mao that you are going to call Director Zhou's soul?" I asked straight to the point.

Qian Lan didn't hide anything, "Yes, starting tonight, we have to do the rituals for a few days."

"Aunt Qian, there is something I didn't want to tell you, so as not to worry you. Now...are you free now? We are coming to find you now. This matter is related to Director Zhou." I got to the point.

Qian Lan seemed stunned, "Is it related to my mother?"

"Yes. It's a very important thing." I emphasized.

"Here... I have to do a religious service today, and the house is in a mess... How about this? There is a fast food restaurant at the entrance of our community. Let's talk there."

"Okay. Let's go through the unit now."

After hanging up the phone, I looked up and saw Chen Xiaoqiu looking at his phone.

"Okay, let's go." Guo Yujie was full of energy.

Chen Xiaoqiu raised his head and said, "My brother-in-law has found out. Chang Youcai's niece Chang Ying died of a sudden heart attack in 1999. Her parents are not in Minqing and live in Xuzhou."

"So far? It's hard to find out." The thin man said.

Xuzhou is more than ten hours' drive from Minqing, and it takes more than two hours by plane. If you want to find Chang Ying's parents, you have to make a special trip.

"Where's the phone call?" Fatty asked.

"I can't tell you clearly on the phone," Guo Yujie said.

I told people on the phone that their daughter had turned into a ghost and been trapped in one place for more than 20 years. That was really cruel. Of course, it's not much better if you say this to your face.

"They have always lived in Xuzhou? Are Chang Ying's old things also in Xuzhou?" I asked.

There is always a reason why Chang Ying refuses to be reincarnated. If, like Chen Yaqin, it was for a dead object, then this matter might be easily solved.

Chen Xiaoqiu looked at his phone again, "No, I moved there more than ten years ago and moved to a nursing home over there."

"It's probably very difficult to find Chang Ying's relics. It will be the same as what happened with Chen Yaqin. Someone else will get it, and then..." Before the thin man could finish his words, he shuddered.

"Maybe he's looking for something." Guo Yujie leaned over to look at Chen Xiaoqiu's cell phone. "Maybe it's for other reasons? For example, revenge?"

"Then we can't help." The thin man said decisively.

"This little girl has learned to dance. Could it be that she wants to perform on stage?" Guo Yujie shouted as if she had discovered a new world.

"What a little girl! He was born much earlier than you, right?" the thin man said, while actively reaching for Chen Xiaoqiu's cell phone to look at it.

I think the more you speculate, the less likely it is to end. We know nothing about Chang Ying, so what can we guess based on the dry files?

The thin man said: "Ballet, there are still levels, and there is no record of winning awards. According to those horror movies, she should stay in the practice room and keep dancing, or else, she will possess the next students, right?"

"You can do it. She is very pitiful. You are still in the mood to talk nonsense." I took the phone from the thin man and was about to return it to Chen Xiaoqiu. "This matter should be dealt with from Chang Facai's side and let him think about it carefully." Think about it. His son might also know something. Let’s not make blind guesses.”

Chen Xiaoqiu stretched out his hand to take it.

I put the phone in Chen Xiaoqiu's hand and saw a photo at the top of the screen, and I was stunned.

Chen Xiaoqiu held his mobile phone and looked up at me.

"What's wrong?" Fatty asked in confusion when he saw the two of us holding our phones like a tug of war.

Cold sweat broke out on my body, I brought the phone to my eyes and looked at the photos above carefully.

"What's wrong, Brother Qi?" asked the thin man.

I opened my mouth, "This...isn't the ghost I saw."

All four of them looked at me in silence.

"She's not the ghost you saw?" Chen Xiaoqiu confirmed.

I nodded, "No, they look completely different."

I really didn't expect that what I saw in that room was not Chang Ying who had the accident there. But if it’s not Chang Ying, who is it?

This means that everything needs to be investigated again. And this time it was the worst case scenario that we originally expected. Chang Facai, a ghost that the owner of the house didn’t even know about, appeared in the house.

"Let's put this matter aside for a while." Chen Xiaoqiu took her mobile phone.

After making an appointment to meet Qian Lan, the situation of Chang Facai's house could only be put aside for now.

Along the way, the five of us were very quiet.

"Could it be that what Chang Ying saw was the female ghost that Brother Qi saw?" The thin man broke the silence.

"That won't scare you to death, right?" I said hesitantly.

To say that the female ghost is scary, seeing Leng Buding is a bit scary. But the appearance of the female ghost was quite ordinary. She didn't stick out her long tongue and was holding her head. Compared with the group of ancient ghosts Zhou Kaiwei saw in his dream, she was much gentler. If a little girl suddenly sees such a female ghost, she will be frightened. Will she die suddenly from fright?

"There are no standards for things like being scared to death." Fatty said.

"This kind of speculation is no different from the previous speculation about why Chang Ying turned into a ghost." Chen Xiaoqiu said.

Another pointless guess.

But when encountering this kind of thing, the brain will think about various possibilities uncontrollably.

"I don't think it will be helpful to preconceptions about some situations." Chen Xiaoqiu continued.

I couldn't help but nod.

We had preconceived ideas before. When I heard Chang Facai talk about his niece who died mysteriously, I felt that the female ghost I saw there was Chang Ying. If I hadn't happened to see that photo, this misunderstanding would have continued.

"Is it this fast food restaurant over here?" the fat man said.

Thanks for the tip of my favorite book, Motai Qiansu, and Fish Bone Little Thorn. Thank you everyone~