No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Su Che quickly comforted the owner of the early stall, "Don't be sad, uncle, I invited you to this meal, and I'm going to make you an apology!"

He took out his wallet, took out a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the cashier. A dark phone card fell out of the wallet. Su Che picked up the phone card and accepted the cashier's change, "This phone card... ..It seems that the policewoman who took the record for me that day left it, saying that she could contact her with something extraordinary? I just remember that she cursed me to die early..."

"Young man, what are you muttering about, but thank you!" After having lunch for nothing, the owner of the breakfast stall was in a good mood, and thanked Su Che repeatedly.

Su Che waved his hand nonchalantly. He put the pitch-black calling card in, and then turned on the phone. He found that there was a string of strange numbers in his address book.

'00000000325'

Whether or not to make this call, Su Che was a little entangled, but he thought about it again, isn't it just a phone number, why don't he dare to call.

After dialing the phone, after two busy tones, a cold female voice came from the other end of the phone, "Guoan of Dongjiang Province, please pass on your contact number."

"Contact number?" Su Che frowned, and he tried to report the string of phone numbers, "00000000325?"

"Your contact number has been recorded, and the line is being switched. After hearing a short 'di', someone will contact you!"

Su Che held his breath, and after a few seconds, there was a 'beep' on the phone, and then a hoarse male voice rang out from the receiver, "Hi, hello, this is Dongjiang Guoan Teqin No. [-] Connection Center, please be as detailed as possible." Introduce the supernatural event you encountered."

Su Che felt that he was safe, even if he picked up the certificate from Zhou Tan and then fooled Chen Ruiguang, it wouldn't be a big deal.

He said into the phone in a deep voice, "Comrade, I found a document, it seems to belong to a member of your Secret Service Division [-], oh yes, his name is Zhou Tan!"

The hoarse male voice from the other end of the phone was a little surprised, "Teacher Zhou's ID? His ID is indeed lost. He had already planned to apply for the destruction procedure, but he didn't expect to be picked up by his own people!"

"Picking up money without ignorance has always been a good character I abide by! Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen, is talking about my lord. I put Zhou Tan's ID in the gutter under the third trash can from the left at No. 35, Zhongtian International Plaza, Yulan Road. Send someone over to get it yourself!"

The hoarse male voice on the other end of the phone was a little puzzled, "Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen?"

"An enthusiastic citizen, Mr. Su!" His voice suddenly rose, "Don't hang up the phone, I have something important to ask you..."

beep.

There was a busy tone on the phone.

Chapter 68 Seongnam Private Middle School

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Block B of Huatian Building.

[Nightmare-level side mission: Resurrection with a dead body]

【Part [-]: Returning to the Soul】

[Bone dismantling, blood sucking, and corpse gnawing, she fell to her death from a tall building, and under the blooming blood plum, the corpse disappeared.Within seven days, find An Lan's body and appease her grievances. 】

[Reward: A blood-stained love letter (single dogs agree after reading it)]

It's time to get off work. In the square in front of Huatian Building, white-collar workers walked past Su Che in groups of three or four after get off work, talking and laughing. The negative impact brought about by the crash of Huang Xiaoying and An Lan a few days ago is rapidly increasing. Subsided, without causing too many waves.

Eyes were wiped with tears, blood-stained goose-yellow high-heeled shoes were stuffed in the backpack, and the scalpel was in the pocket. Su Che looked up at the Huatian Building with flashing neon lights, feeling a little disappointed, "There are too many people, it doesn't seem like there are Looks like a ghost."

He was thoughtful, "The mission statement of the system is to retrieve An Lan's body, which means that after An Lan fell from the building, her body was not found at the scene..."

After twelve o'clock tonight, it is the traditional soul-returning night, which just fits the name of the task, but Su Che felt the blood-stained high heels in his backpack, "Huang Xiaoying's current state is not a ghost, she probably won't Will you turn into a ghost when you come back tonight?"

"However, even ghosts like subduing ghosts who have been dead for an unknown period of time can regain some sanity by relying on the soul-inducing incense. It should also be effective when facing two newly-dead ghosts."

Su Che also brought out the toolbox containing the last two sticks of soul-inducing incense, just in case.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is needed, Su Che randomly found a drink shop and ordered a cup of milk tea, then sat on the open-air dining table, waiting for the early morning.

After taking a sip of milk tea, Su Che's attention was caught by the discussion at the neighboring table.

"There was a murder case in a company in the building a few days ago. I don't know if you have heard of it. It seems that a couple was cheating on the man. Push it down."

"Huh? So scary? Is that man sick? Even something big can lead to a murder?"

"Who knows, I just went downstairs to get a document that day, and saw that man was escorted out of the building by the police. Although his head was covered, he looked quite gentle, maybe he had a mental illness. The woman found the company Li Lai felt that he had lost face, that he lost his mind and did such a thing."

Su Che leaned over with a cup of milk tea, and sat in front of the two young female white-collar workers with astonished gazes, "From the perspective of criminal psychology, this kind of murder can be called passion murder, but as far as I know, the Aren't there two people who fell from Huatian Building?"

"Speak clearly and logically, as if you are a psychiatrist..." One of the female white-collar workers with small freckles curled her lips, she only thought Su Che was a strange man who came up to strike up a conversation.

Su Che handed over a business card, "It's just a mere talent, someone Su just happens to be a professional psychologist."

"???" Looking at the business card that Su Che handed over, the two female white-collar workers were stunned, right? If you say you are a psychiatrist, you are. Why don't you say that you can catch ghosts?

Another girl dressed as an OL took Su Che's words and said, "There were indeed two falling incidents that day, but the other girl who jumped from the building did not die on the spot. According to other people, she was pulled down by the ambulance to the hospital. Rescue, but did not come back."

"Dropped from the 26th floor at a height of 80 meters and didn't die on the spot?" Su Che was stunned. This An Lan's vitality was too tenacious. An ordinary person would have fallen into a puddle of mud by jumping from the 26th floor. And she didn't die on the spot.

The girl dressed as ol continued, "Yeah..."

"Do you know which hospital took her away?" Su Che asked quickly.

The two female white-collar workers shook their heads, saying that they didn't know clearly, which made Su Che very disappointed. He turned on his mobile phone to search for local news in Jiangcheng.

"Love or Vendetta?The terrifying details behind the Huatian Building murder case! "

"Jiangcheng Evening News directly hits the front line of the Huatian Building murder case and reveals more inside stories of the case! "

After searching around, Su Che didn't find any news about An Lan, but the news about Huang Xiaoying and Du Guangsheng was full of various groundless conjectures. Netizens unanimously accused.

Seeing Su Che was very disappointed.

The two young white-collar workers were still chatting about gossip, Su Che found an opportunity to get out, he suddenly thought of the female corpse he shot in the head with a Type 54 pistol in Jiangcheng Anorectal Specialist Hospital, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, " That female corpse must be An Lan!"

He thought about it again, the system didn't remind him to complete the task, the female corpse was most likely not An Lan.

But this was a wake-up call for Su Che. He called Director Zhao of the Psychiatric Department of the Third Hospital. Old Zhao usually had a good smile and was good at interpersonal relationships. He should be able to get a lot of information.

"Xiao Su, why do you have the time to call me? Are you tired of the holidays and want to come back to work?" Director Zhao's tone relaxed a lot, and he was no longer as fearful as he was when he called Su Che a few days ago.

"Director Zhao, let me ask you something..." Su Che got straight to the point.

Director Zhao was somewhat puzzled, "What's the matter, Xiao Su, you shouldn't have encountered that dirty thing, right?"

Not only did we meet, I also talked and laughed with Li Zhiwen who was driving the 714 bus. He was so moved that he cried, okay?

Su Che said this in his heart, but he said something different, "I didn't encounter anything strange, but my friend asked me to inquire about something. A few days ago, there was a fall from a building in Huatian Building. Director Zhao, do you know about the death of two people?"

Director Zhao thought for a while, "Xiao Su, why are you asking about this?"

"My friend and the deceased who fell from the building are very good friends. It's not that there has been no news for a few days. She doesn't think about food or food. She hasn't eaten anything for almost a week. It's not a problem if this continues. I will find Director Zhao, please inquire about the inside information, who in the Third Hospital does not know your reputation of being well-informed!"

Su Che flattered Director Zhao.

"Which deceased is your friend asking about?" Director Zhao asked.

"An Lan."

There was a violent coughing sound from the other end of the phone. Director Zhao deliberately lowered his voice, and he didn't speak for a long time, "Xiao Su, you'd better not inquire about this matter. It's confidential, and be careful of being caught and eaten in prison!"

Su Che: "???"

【File number: JC-2020-0721-04】

[The missing body of the deceased in the Huatian Building Falling Case in Jiangcheng City, Dongjiang Province (Code Name: Missing Female Corpse)]

[Hazard level: D (restricted level)]

[Behavior Mode: Zombie]

【Whether it can be controlled: Yes】

【Whether it can be eliminated: yes】

[Priority: Very Low]

[Details: On July 2020, 7, An Lan, the deceased in the Jiangcheng Huatian Building Falling Case, died at 18:7 p.m. on the same day after the rescue failed; at 12:19 p.m., An Lan's body was found in the morgue of the Third People's Hospital of Jiangcheng City. missing. On the 19th, the Jiangcheng Dongcheng District criminal police detachment handed over the files, and the Dongjiang Guoan Special Service Six (burial agency) intervened in the investigation, tracking An Lan's body and subsequent destruction. At 9:20 p.m. on the 0102th, Zhao▇▇Second Action Team of the Sixth Division of the Special Service pursued and suppressed An Lan's body in the private middle school in the south of Jiangcheng City. An Lan's body disappeared; on the 0101th, the investigation was terminated and the files were frozen. Office (Night Watchman) Jiangcheng Cross-River Bridge Incident Investigation Team, file number: JC-[-]-[-]. 】

【Control measures: none】

[File appendix 1: Bloody Zhao ▇▇ (member of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service Sixth Burial Agency, to view this entry requires level 33 authority)]

Chapter 69 Night of Resurrection

Director Zhao obviously knew something, but he didn't say anything, and Su Che didn't press the question any further. After chatting for a while, he hung up the phone and sat outside the drink shop to wait silently.

This sitting, until twelve o'clock in the evening, the drink shop had already closed, and there were very few people in the square in front of Huatian Building.

The soul-returning night on July 7 has arrived.

The blood-stained goose-yellow high-heeled shoes in the backpack conveyed the extreme coldness. Huang Xiaoying's ghost floated out of the high-heeled shoes, her face was gloomy, a mixture of blood and brains overflowed from her forehead, and her dark pupils completely occupied the entire eye sockets. Gushing out, it floated out from the backpack, staring at Su Che.

"Sure enough, when the soul-returning night comes, it turns into a ghost. My guess is right! I don't know if it's just the ghosts on the soul-returning mission, or if all ghosts will go through the soul-returning night." Su Che acted nonchalantly. analyze.

The pupils full of evil thoughts magnified infinitely in Su Che's eyes. After a dizzy darkness, Su Che found himself on the roof of Huatian Building, standing by the guardrail, with the slightly chilly night wind blowing. Huatian Building.

A bewitching voice came out of nowhere in my heart, "Jump down, jump down!"

"Do you know?" Su Che stood as steady as an old dog, and looked at the pedestrians who were not much bigger than ants in the square under his feet, talking to himself, "Actually, I don't have a fear of heights, you can't scare me! "

He took out a scalpel from his pocket and swiped forward. The phantom was directly cut open by the scalpel, and the ghost of Huang Xiaoying appeared in front of Su Che's eyes. Enter a secret room, cover your eyes, use the back of the knife across your wrist, and then make the sound of water ticking. After 1946 days, the scientist opened the secret room and found that he had died on the seat. The experiment proved that the fear in your heart is your own terrible enemy. "

"So, ghosts covering their eyes are just scaring themselves! Old things, times have changed, my lord! Even if you are a ghost, you can't relax your studies. I suggest you take a psychology course, so that you can scare people to death!"

Huang Xiaoying smiled sadly, the ghost image rose like smoke, and seemed to want to run away, Su Che sprinted fiercely, and Xueren's scalpel was pressed against its neck, "Everyone has something to say, there is no need to become a fierce ghost if you disagree, It doesn't matter if you scare me, if you scare the grandpa and aunt who are dancing in the square at night, the crime will be serious, Miss Sister, are you right?"

"Oh, I forgot that you turned into a ghost and can't understand human speech." Su Che slapped his head, realizing that ghosts cannot communicate, "It's all because the subduing ghost and Lao An made me think that all ghosts can communicate! "

Lighting a soul-inducing incense, the lingering smoke curled up, Huang Xiaoying's face covered with a mixture of blood and brains showed a painful expression, and the smoke from burning the soul-inducing incense enveloped it.

It let out a painful roar, and under the influence of the smoke of Soul Inducing Incense, it dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a pool of dirty blood.

"What's going on? The last time I used Soul Inducing Incense on the subdued ghost, it was only sprayed with blood for half an hour. This time I used it on Huang Xiaoying, why did it melt the whole ghost..." Looking at the ghost under his feet A pool of dirty blood made Su Che feel very troublesome.

But soon, Su Che noticed that the pool of dirty blood under his feet had undergone a strange change. The dirty blood was rolling, and there was a sharp and piercing roar of pain, and then condensed into a pair of dark red high-heeled shoes.

Da da.

The dark red high-heeled shoes moved, and Su Che's blood-stained light-yellow high-heeled shoes also moved at the same time. He tore open the backpack and took out the pair of blood-stained light-yellow high-heeled shoes from inside.

In Su Che's eyes, as soon as the two pairs of high-heeled shoes came into contact, the dark red high-heeled shoes quickly absorbed the blood on the light-yellow high-heeled shoes, slowly condensed, and blended with the light-yellow high-heeled shoes, embellished with light-yellow beaded flowers The bow tie was dyed blood-colored.

The goose-yellow high-heeled shoes are covered with blood-red patterns, coupled with the bowknot decorated with blood-red beaded flowers all over the body, they look extraordinarily permeating, just like the red embroidered shoes in a widely circulated ghost story.

Before Su Che had time to check the changes in the high heels carefully, he was startled by the screams from the loudspeaker next to the huge electronic billboard on the square of Huatian Building, "An Lan has appeared!"

Picking up his high heels and stuffing them back into his backpack, Su Che quickly ran in the direction of Huatian Building. He turned his head and looked at the huge electronic billboard. smile.

At the same time, in the security department on the sixth floor of Huatian Building, the security captain Zhang Shaohua held the walkie-talkie, "Xiao Sun, Xiao Sun, please answer when you hear that, what happened to that scream just now?"

There was a lot of chatter in the brightly lit security department.