Aoba Office

"Before the incident, their relationship suddenly deteriorated. Was Wang Ziming one of the people who bullied Chen Jia?"

"yes……"

"Have you ever asked them about Chen Jia's death?"

"No... I, I thought about it. When the police came to ask, and when Chen Jia's parents asked, they all said they didn't know. When I wanted to ask them, I heard them laughing... They said, That disgusting guy is dead, so great...I...I all of a sudden...I can't help it...I can't stay in the school and teach them anymore..."

"You haven't had any contact with them since?"

"No, never contacted me again."

"Thank you, Ms. Yang."

On October 10, 2008, Wang Ziming was contacted. Audio file 05120081010.wav.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"...What do you want to do?"

"We explained that on the phone. Thank you very much for agreeing to meet with us."

"I don't want to see you either. You're all here. What can I do? That pervert has been dead for twelve years. What else do you want to do now? You have nothing to do with him, right?"

"We are just curious, were you his best friend back then? Did he have any wishes at that time? Did he have any strong wishes? If he died, what would be his biggest regret?"

"What do you mean by asking?"

"All you have to do is answer."

"What else can the pervert wish for? He just wants to fuck Lao Gu!"

"Lao Gu, are you the classmate you played with back then?"

"That's right. That pervert! He just made friends with me on purpose. He just wanted to get to know Lao Gu!"

"You and that person are..."

"We are in junior high school and have always been good buddies, but we were in different classes after entering high school. Damn, it makes me sick just thinking about it now! Fortunately, the pervert is dead!"

"Do you have Mr. Gu's contact information?"

"It's not enough for you to harass me, and you want to pester Lao Gu? What do you want to do? You want money, right? How much? I tell you, don't think about it! That pervert will kill himself, we The best we can do is lock him in the classroom!"

"You misunderstood, Mr. Wang. We have encountered some troubles. Now, Mr. Chen's ghost is a little confused. We just want to bring him back to consciousness."

"Are you...are you sick?"

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

"...Are you serious?"

"Actually, you should have feelings, right? Mr. Chen turned into a ghost after his death. He should have been looking for you."

"..."

"Mr. Wang, what do you think of our proposal? Cooperation is good for both of us. If you refuse, we can only use some tough measures."

"I, let me tell Lao Gu."

"Please."

On October 11, 2008, Gu Junze, Wang Ziming and their client were contacted. Video file 05120081011.avi.

The video picture is fixed, and judging from the angle, it should be a surveillance camera installed at a high place.

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

There are large bookshelves and storage shelves in the room, all filled with things. The spines of the books are very strange, with different materials, colors, and printed titles. At a glance, they look very messy. The things on the shelves are all kinds of boxes, each with different sizes and materials, and many of them are engraved with patterns similar to text.

The table is clean and tidy, with only a lamp and different pens.

There is an open space in the middle of the room, which is a bit awkward.

There are eight people in the picture now. In addition to Nangong Yao and Gu Mo, Qingye's three mosaic faces are also there. The other three are all men, two are older and are adult men, and the other is obviously a student. . The student's expression was the most reserved and fearful, with his body shrunken and hidden behind Aoba's five people. One of the other two people was wearing a suit and the other was wearing a jacket. Their expressions were uncertain and they seemed to be in a bad mood.

Wu Ling walked to the corner of the room.

There was something covered with black velvet, and you couldn't tell what was under the black cloth at a glance.

Wu Ling reached out and pulled off the black cloth, revealing the young man underneath.

The three people all gasped.

"How...he's not..." The man in the jacket stammered.

Wu Ling folded the black cloth.

"We temporarily trapped his soul in the doll, but this is not a long-term solution." Ye Qing said.

"What? What are you going to do?" the man in the jacket asked anxiously, looking at the boy, "That's really... really... it's just a sculpture, right? A wax figure? It looks pretty similar."

"Now, let me explain." Ye Qing ignored the jacket man's words, "Chen Jia died twelve years ago. When he died, he turned into a ghost because of a strong obsession in his heart. He should have found you."

Having said this, Ye Qing turned his head and probably looked at the man in the suit.

The student was a little excited, "He is looking for him! He is looking for him, right? It has nothing to do with me!"

"Shut up." Ye Qing said lightly.

The student's waving arms froze.

Ye Qing added: "He came to see you, right?"

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

The man in the jacket looked at the man in the suit.

"I've seen him several times, standing outside the classroom, by the playground, and sometimes I've seen him downstairs in my house. He's haunting... He likes me, I know it, and when I know it, he immediately I have distanced myself from him. I think I have made it very obvious. His death has nothing to do with me." The man in the suit exhaled heavily.

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

"No. I just ignored him. After graduation, I never saw him again." The man in the suit said.

"Yes. Then, twelve years after his death, he came to you." Ye Qing turned around and faced the student, "You were influenced by him, you could see him, like him, and you used the magic on the Internet. Establish a connection with him. His existence changes..."

"It turns out that you kid caused this!" The man in the jacket lost his temper.

The student shrank his neck and whispered: "It was obviously you, it was you from the beginning..."

"You brat, you're as perverted as him! You actually like men!" the man in the jacket said in disgust.

The student became more and more stooped, "It's not...it's him...it's him who affects me...I'm not..."

The man in the suit said nothing, but looked at the young man in the corner with a slightly sideways glance.

"Now, we have to terminate the contract they made before and let him become a ghost again. In this way, we can completely get rid of him. Do you understand?" Ye Qing said.

"What are we going to do? This has nothing to do with us anymore, right?" the man in the jacket said.

"Terminating the contract requires the consent of both parties. He has long wanted to terminate it. The problem is Chen Jia's side. We need him to change his mind."

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

"You are the reason why he turned into a ghost." Ye Qing spoke concisely and turned around after speaking.

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

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

The boy's eyes opened.

He glanced around, his eyes scanning from everyone's face and stopping on everyone's face.

Good night everyone~