My view on the recent development strategy of ghost hunting and exorcism work

At 49:[-] in the evening, the cloudy clouds that gathered at an unknown time drove away the last ray of sunshine, and the heavy rain clouds pressed the sky very low, and a heavy rainstorm was brewing soon.

After Guan Qing completed the registration procedures, he walked out of the gate of the city police, and a flash of lightning flashed, instantly turning pale.He inexplicably remembered a line of lyrics "Love is a ray of light", before the next line was connected, the vigorous rainstorm made him feel chilled.

The head-holding mouse scurried under the platform, and when he raised his head, the 409 bus just pouted its buttocks and rushed into the rain curtain, throwing exhaust fumes on his face.

Guan Qing resentfully wiped the water off his face, and sat on the bench holding the leather bag alone, waiting for the next shift in half an hour.The Municipal Bureau is in the New Government Affairs District, and the house he rents is in the old city. Thinking about his little donkey that charges for two hours and takes five minutes on the road, he will probably have to take the bus to work in the future.

However, 409 is one of the classic cars that are notoriously difficult to wait for in this city. Guan Qing couldn't help thinking about renting a house, but when he thought of the meager salary during the internship, all ideas died down.

"What time is it, lad?"

The wind and the rain got into Guan Qing's collar. He shrunk his neck, grinned, glanced at his phone and replied casually, "Four fifty-nine."

"Oh, late."

The man sighed quietly, Guan Qing couldn't help shivering again, and raised her head.

At the other end of the bus stop stood an old man in black clothes and black trousers, with a crooked cane, his hair combed meticulously behind his ears, and a black wide-brimmed top hat.

The sky was covered by dark clouds, and the light in the suburbs without neon lights was even dimmer. Guan Qing couldn't see his face clearly, so he hesitated and said, "If you're in a hurry, I can arrange a car for you, but the car It's more expensive."

"I'm in a hurry, but I'm not in a hurry," the old man sighed again, as if he was talking to himself, "I'm going to attend the funeral of an old friend. After so many years, I finally survived until he died. Don't be in a hurry here. For a while."

Hearing these words, Guan Qing was startled, he glanced vigilantly at the other side of the station, and another flash of lightning brightened his vision.Strangely, in Guan Qing's eyes, the old man's face was still blurred as if separated by a layer of gray mist.

"My car is here, let's take a step first, young man." The old man slowly turned his face and smiled meaningfully, "It's all for this time, remember, next time someone asks you the time, don't be casual Speak."

A bus wobbled through the rain curtain and passed Guan Qing. The bus shook slightly. The old man raised his head and greeted the bus slowly: "He is not on the bus."

The huge carriage of the bus slid past him and stopped precisely in front of the old man. The old man picked up his hat and gestured politely to Guan Qing, and got on the bus without haste while leaning on crutches.

When getting into the car, Guan Qing could vaguely hear his complaint: "It's so late, I can't even take a bite of the bones."

What, Guan Qing couldn't help digging his ears.

It was very quiet in the dark compartment, and no one could hear a reply. The bus door slowly closed, and it drove into the vast rain curtain as silently as when it came.

Guan Qing watched it go away in bewilderment. Suddenly, the loud sound of the whistle pulled him back to reality from the confusion, and the heat was blowing in from the half-opened car door.

The bus driver slapped the horn twice and glared at him angrily: "Will you go, will you go? If you don't go, why stop the bus!"

Guan Qing swiped his card and boarded the car in a daze, found a seat at random and sat down with the windbreaker wrapped tightly around his body. The rain washed the dirty glass into distorted colors, and outside the glass seemed to be another world, hazy and cold.

The sound of the rain was pattering in his ears, and the heat was blowing over Guan Qing's face, making him drowsy. The moment he closed his eyes, he suddenly remembered that the bus didn't have a license plate at all!

But this ray of consciousness was too weak, he struggled twice, and was soon dragged into exhausted sleep.

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"Love is a light, so beautiful..." The high-decibel bell woke Guan Qing up from the noisy car, and he took a deep breath, as if a drowning person suddenly broke free from the endless seaweed at the bottom of the water.Eyes opened abruptly.Confused for two seconds, his eyes widened suddenly amid the sound of the station announcement, and he hurriedly got up.

"Hey, kid, be careful." The person next to him patted the shoe prints on his trouser legs in distaste.

With a quick glance, Guan Qing found that this man was also dressed in black clothes and black trousers, but the old man was dressed like an old-fashioned gentleman, and this man was dressed like an unscrupulous member of society, with a full beard and scum, and he exudes the "I'm a good man" all over his body. Don't mess with me, get out of the way" bandits...

Guan Qing didn't have time to look at him, apologized hastily, and at the same time told the driver to stop hoarsely, and rolled and rolled out of the car.

It has been half an hour since I returned to the rented community. As soon as I stepped into the corridor, the landlord with a keen sense of smell on the first floor has already opened the door and greeted me with a smile: "Xiao Guan, the rent will be paid this quarter, don't forget Haha. There are also water and electricity bills, which are calculated together according to the old rules. Are you free at home tomorrow, and I will collect them."

"Get ready, Sister Wang, here you are." Guan Qing said politely, "You just come."

Sister Wang smiled more enthusiastically, and turned around and said to her husband who was paralyzed on the sofa watching TV: "I said that we should rent the house to Xiao Wang, he is the most worry-free tenant. Clean and hardworking, the rent is as low as possible.”

Guan Qing had a grin on his face, and his mother was critical of him.Charterer, can you be more dedicated to your work, the last time the rent was raised was the same as what you said now, at least you can use another reason to fool him, for example, he is more handsome this season than last season.

"Xiaoguan, cook by yourself." Sister Wang glanced at the bag he was carrying, turned around and grabbed a handful from the fruit plate and stuffed it into his hand, "The grapes I just bought today are fresh."

Guan Qing had no choice but to repay her five grapes with two fist-sized Red Fuji apples, and successfully blocked her desire to increase the rent.

Returning home exhausted physically and mentally, Guan Qing glanced at the calendar by the door while changing her slippers—it is advisable to enter the house, get married; avoid going out, break the ground.

Sure enough, it took me a day to go out.

Guan Qing pursed his lips, took a simple and quick shower, grabbed a towel and wiped his hair while planning to cook a bowl of ginger brown sugar water for himself.In Comrade Guan Xiaoqing's philosophy of life, never go to the hospital for things that can be solved with a bowl of brown sugar water, especially if the unit's social security has not been handed in!

After taking two steps, he suddenly stepped back, bent slightly and stared at the mirror on the sink.

The smooth and flat mirror cracked a zigzag and long crack, winding upwards from the lower left corner, like an ugly centipede, almost occupying the entire mirror surface.

Under the refraction of the light, the "centipede" glows a light red, dazzling and hideous.

Guan Qing frowned, he just wiped the mirror yesterday and clearly remembered that there was no such crack.

As soon as he reached out and touched the mirror, there was a crisp click, and countless cracks radiated to the surroundings along the long crack, and the entire mirror split in fours and fives in an instant.

"Boom!" The mirror exploded into countless fragments, and the rainstorm sprayed into Guan Qing's eyes like needles.

Guan Qing was caught off guard, and instinctively squatted and closed his eyes.

After waiting for nearly a minute, the expected pain did not occur, Guan Qing was stunned, and opened his eyes cautiously.

There are large and small pieces of broken glass scattered around the feet, refracting blurred light of different lengths like jewels.

Guan Qing blinked, and the light also flickered, as if countless pairs of eyes looking at him also blinked.

An inexplicable chill rose from the bottom of Guan Qing's heart. It was really inexplicable. Guan Qing had no idea why he had goose bumps all over his body after just taking a shower.

It was raining heavily outside again, and the wind and rain beat the windows crackling.

Guan Qing and the broken glass on the floor looked at each other affectionately for a few seconds, then picked up the mobile phone beside him, played a section of "Communist Manifesto" to himself in a loop, and then calmly took a broom from the kitchen to clean up the glass all over the floor.He took out a piece of beef from the refrigerator, intending to spend it extravagantly and make himself a bowl of cheese beef risotto to suppress the shock.

The beef had just been cut in half when the mobile phone on the microwave suddenly yelled loudly. Guan Qing cut off a small piece of flesh from his finger with a trembling hand.

Today is so weird, nothing is right.

Guan Qing shivered and pulled a wet towel to press the wound, and answered the strange phone: "Hi, hello, who is it?"

"Xiaoguan, there is a sudden situation. The bureau is short of manpower. You can call the police with the second team." The loud voice on the phone is very familiar. Guan Qing just reported to him today, and he is his new boss. The second in command of the Municipal Bureau, Deputy Chief Liu, who is in charge of criminal investigation, "No, you don't need to come to the bureau. Give me your address, and I'll let Lao Sun and the others pick you up along the way."

Before Guan Qing went out, he glanced at the calendar next to the door by accident, and the bright red "Don't go out, break the ground" came into view.

He watched it for a few seconds, then resignedly opened the creaking anti-theft door.

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When the weather is bad, people are in a bad mood.

Lao Sun, the vice-captain of Criminal Second, who was sitting in the co-pilot, smoked one cigarette after another, filling the police car with smoke.

Guan Qing quietly opened the window of the car, and as soon as a cold wind blew in, another police officer who fell asleep after getting in the car closed his eyes and said, "It's cold."

"..." Guan Qing had no choice but to push back the car window quietly.

The movement in the back seat brought the old Sun who was smoking with eyebrows back to his senses, turned his head and glanced at Guan Qing, and silently pinched out his cigarette, after a while he suddenly said: "You are not suitable for this bowl of rice. "

Guan Qing glanced to the left, looked to the right, and then pointed to himself: "Me."

Old Sun laughed: "Who else is there besides you?"

Guan Qing was a little embarrassed.

"Believe it or not, I've been doing criminal investigation for decades. I can't do anything else, but these eyes are pretty bright." Old Sun looked at the windshield wiper repeatedly, with a flat voice, " Who eats what kind of food, what kind of pot goes with what kind of lid, you can tell at a glance. You are not a person on this road."

The policeman who had been dozing off still kept his eyes closed: "Old Sun, don't talk too much. When you were the master and brought me up, you didn't call me an incompetent dog every day."

Old Sun smiled, his face full of creases caused by the wind and rain: "You think you are so capable now, so capable of finding out the murderer who killed that family of three last month."

"What am I going to do with the case of the first team, and tell people that the dog is meddling with the mouse?" The policeman yawned.

Guan Qing obediently listened to the bickering between the two without speaking.

Lao Sun glanced at him again, sighed, shook his head, and said nothing.

The police car headed north in the wind and rain, got on the highway and sped for a while. The lights of the city were so far away that it was almost impossible to see clearly, and then it stabbed, blowing up muddy water half a meter high, and stopped.

Guan Qing got out of the car, only to find that they had arrived under a stone pillar, and the dark archway above his head was like a bloody mouth.

There were a few people waiting under the archway with umbrellas. Seeing Guan Qing and the others got out of the car, they rushed over to meet them. When Lao Sun saw the leading one, he paused in surprise before walking up: "Old Qin?"

The man named Lao Qin was holding a black long-handled umbrella upright and wearing a pair of silver west-rim glasses. Standing a few meters away, he could feel the icy aura emanating from his whole body.Even if he saw an acquaintance, he just nodded slightly as a greeting: "I called the police."

Old Sun was stunned for a moment, glanced at the other people behind him, and took two steps to the side: "Who is the murdered person? You are also an old man in the bureau. Don't you know that this kind of situation should be avoided? Now the limelight Hold on tight, I remember you are at the juncture of evaluating titles, don't make trouble on this."

"This is the forensic doctor in the bureau, and he has a good relationship with Lao Sun." The dozing police officer lazily mentioned next to Guan Qing, "It's called Qin Jian, a knife that ranks high in the province."

However, Guan Qing noticed that Qin Jian and the people behind him were also dressed in pure black suits, which almost blended into the oppressive sky.

Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, glanced at Guan Qing and the others, and lowered his voice deliberately: "I just said why you came here. My body is missing here. What's going on with you?"

"Murder case," Old Sun spit out two words concisely. He glanced at Qin Jian's clothes and said, "Is there a happy event at home? I don't want to tell my brothers. If you don't come, you will come."

There was not much grief on Qin Jian's face, and he said flatly, "It's not from my family."

It is indeed not Qin Jian's family.

The protagonist of the funeral was a lineage that Guan Qing had never heard of. As for which lineage, Qin Jian was vague, and Lao Sun seemed to know something but kept it secret.

But the police officer who was always sleepy kindly explained to Guan Qing: "Feng Shui practitioners, many important people have been taught by him during his lifetime. See the one on the left? That's the person next to the secretary-general in Beijing. , specially sent to express condolences."

Guan Qing involuntarily glanced at the person on the left behind Qin Jian, who indeed often appeared on TV.

He turned to stare at the officer.

The police officer stared at him horribly, and asked gruffly, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing," Guan Qing said slowly, "I feel like you are an NPC who provides clues, you know everything."

"Oh," the policeman said with no expression, not very interested, "Forget it, this kind of NPC is usually cannon fodder and dies early. Wait, haven't I introduced myself to you yet? My name is Pang Long , I will cover you in the future. I didn’t say that, why do you always stare at me with that wretched and perverted look? I’ll tell you if you don’t mess with me!”

Guan Qing asked sincerely: "Can you sing Two Butterflies?"

"..." Pang Long slapped his hands together, "Brother, you're killing me brother."

So Guan Qing obediently shut up.

No one expected that the archway would turn out to be a huge labyrinth, with green and black trees covering their heads, like a huge coffin lid, giving people a sense of oppression that would collapse at any time.

Qin Jian was very familiar with the maze, and he led them around with ease. The maze was so complex and huge that they never imagined, as if it would never end.

The freshness at the beginning quickly passed, and after endless turning and turning, not to mention the prominent figures around Qin Jian, even Pang Long began to sweat coldly on his neck, swallowed and cursed: "Fuck His grandma's is more tiring than I run ten kilometers with a load." Turning his head to look at Guan Qing, he was stunned, "Boy, I can't tell."

Compared with the other people who were dizzy, Guan Qing could be said to be as light as a swallow in his upper body, relaxed and without any discomfort at all.Instead, he waved his watch strangely to Pang Long: "It's only taken 490 steps."

Pang Long's face was ugly, he squeezed his six-pack abs, and then looked at the skinny Guan Qing, his sensitive self-esteem was trampled into mud by a hundred mud horses.

Guan Qing squinted at his abdominal muscles, then looked at his flat lower abdomen, and pretended to say casually: "The most important thing for a man is not his muscles, but his kidneys."

Pang Long smiled grimly and patted his kidney.

Guan Qing: "QAQ!"

Walking to the 490th step, suddenly the front suddenly opened up, and a large number of black and white mourning banners hung neatly in front of them.

"Hehe, the ostentation is big enough." The well-informed Pang Long couldn't help but exclaim.

Guan Qing and the countrymen looked left and right as if they were entering the city, and suddenly he raised his head to look at the cloudy sky, and murmured: "It's not raining yet?"

The venue for the condolence ceremony was very special. Guan Qing looked around and couldn't find any electronic equipment. Even the light source for the lighting was an open flame that went up and down.Among the mourning banners stood many shadowy figures, in groups of three or four, whispering.

When they walked out of the maze, those shadows all looked at them through the banner, but when Guan Qing looked at them, those eyes from all directions were taken back instantly.

"God chattering." Pang Long cursed in a low voice.

"Fourth brother, you still called the police?"

The one who came up was a young woman in her twenties, wearing a long black dress, she was a little less inhuman and indifferent than Qin Jian, and a little more pathetic.The corners of her eyes were red, her voice was hoarse and soft, she looked at Guan Qing and the others, and shook her head at Qin Jian disapprovingly: "In the end, this is a matter of ours, and it's not good to see it on the bright side."

Qin Jian glanced sharply at the shadow among the mourning banners. Those people seemed to be very afraid of him, and all the whispers fell silent for a while.

Guan Qing stared at the mourning banner with wide-eyed eyes, always felt that those shadows were like an ink painting after someone poured a ladle of water on it, making it much lighter.

"Not good-looking?" Qin Jian frowned and asked back, his undisguised voice resounded loudly among the layers of mourning banners, "Someone called the police and said that the temple master was murdered," he sneered twice, "Is there anything worse than that?" Is this even worse?"

"Murder?" The woman's face paled instantly, and she looked at Lao Sun in disbelief, because her voice was too fast and her voice was a bit sharp, "Obviously the temple master himself calculated that the deadline has come, and he explained it half a month in advance We arranged for his funeral. Birth four, nine days, big funeral. How could it be murder, who reported to the police?!"

"it's me."