Thriller Night Talk

Thursday, July 7th.

It's time for the new episode of "Thriller Night Talk" to air again.

Wei Fuyuan's final exams have all ended, and now he is in a state of being completely free.

He is not bad at thinking, and he is quick-witted when it comes to studying. After half a month of sharpening his guns, his performance in the examination room was better than he imagined.

Wei Fuyuan reckoned that the top [-] might be a bit of a problem this time, but the top [-] should always be fine.

So Master Wei is in a good mood these days.

During the day, he went to the school, participated in a class meeting, and had a good meal with a few buddies in the snack street next to the school. It was not until after three o'clock in the afternoon that he smelled of cooking oil from the barbecue. Happily returned to "Santuchuan".

As usual, the only one who greeted him was Tian, ​​who was sitting by the window.

"Little Wei, you're back."

Tian Jiaxin sipped his tea slowly while teasing the sparrows outside the window with millet.

Hearing the movement from the door, the child didn't even bother to lift his head, and only waved to Wei Fuyuan:

"I made egg yolk crisps today. Your portion is in the pot. If you want to eat it, go get it yourself."

Wei Fuyuan had just eaten dozens of pork tendons, chicken wings and kidneys, and he wasn't hungry at all, so he was naturally not interested in desserts.

He is concerned with another matter:

"Where's Beiquan?"

"Oh, Beiquan."

Tian raises his salary and answers:

"He's probably taking a nap."

Wei Fuyuan was taken aback, "It's already 03:30, why are you still sleeping?"

It wasn't until this time that Wei Fuyuan suddenly realized that his boss's work schedule was a bit strange these days, he seemed to seldom show up, and he hadn't seen people from Beiquan for two whole days.

"Who knows."

Tian Jiaxin picked up his teacup and took a shallow sip:

"Maybe it's because summer is here, people become lazy."

Wei Fuyuan frowned.

He was indeed easy to deceive at ordinary times, but he wasn't really naive, especially Tian Jiaxin's unintentional nonsense, which seemed even more suspicious.

"I'll go to his room and have a look."

Wei Fuyuan took off his barbecue-smelling coat and wore a bottoming black T-shirt. Before Tian could raise his salary, he rushed upstairs.

Although Young Master Wei was aggressive when he went upstairs, when he walked to Beiquan's door, he hesitated again.

Beiquan's room door was closed.

Wei Fuyuan raised his hand in mid-air for ten seconds before he made up his mind and knocked three times.

Knock, knock, knock.

"Come in."

Beiquan's voice came from inside the door.

Wei Fuyuan opened the door.

This is not the first time he has entered Beiquan's room, but the owner is wearing only a set of summer home clothes, covered with a thin air-conditioning blanket, and leaning lazily on the head of the bed as he is now. It is indeed the first time.

"cough."

Wei Fuyuan coughed:

"I'll come and see you..."

His eyes wandered around Beiquan's body, but he couldn't see anything unusual.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Beiquan rolled his eyes and replied with a smile:

"I've been having a cold for the past few days, so I'll sleep more."

He pointed to the book on the bedside table:

"Besides, it's so hot outside, wouldn't it be good to blow on the air conditioner and read a book in the room?"

"You have a cold, why is the air conditioner turned down so low!"

Wei Fuyuan walked into the room quickly, picked up the remote control without any explanation, and adjusted the temperature to 26 degrees.

"Also, don't stay in the air-conditioned room when you catch a cold. To keep the air circulating, at least open the windows regularly!"

Like an old lady, he began to babble about the only knowledge he had on how to deal with colds:

"Have you taken your medicine? Do you want some hot water?"

With that said, Wei Fuyuan was going to get the cup Beiquan put on the bedside.

"okay."

Bei Quan sat up straight with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to press Wei Fuyuan's paw.

"I've almost recovered from my cold, so I'm getting up now."

Beiquan's hand was very cold, pressing Wei Fuyuan's hand, the temperature of the palm was even lower than the back of his hand.

Wei Fuyuan seemed to be taken aback by Beiquan's hypothermia, his eyes widened immediately, and he grabbed the opponent's hand with his backhand:

"Look, I told you that your air conditioner is too cold!"

Wei Fuyuan's high body temperature came through the touching skin of the two. For some reason, Beiquan's heart skipped a beat at this moment.

Beiquan smiled, and gently broke away from Wei Fuyuan's hand:

"It's almost there, let's prepare for the 'work' at night."

As for what to do tonight, Wei Fuyuan understood.

"I'm going on summer vacation soon, and I have plenty of time to work with you."

Wei Fuyuan turned around and went out, casually said as he walked:

"I hope that the evil spirits I meet this week will be more difficult."

Beiquan laughed softly:

"No, it's better to take it easy."

He added in his mind:

——Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect you now.

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July 7, at 15:57 p.m.

Bei Quan took a seat in front of the broadcasting station, adjusted the machine, hung up the yellow charm bag, put on the earphones, turned the microphone straight, and in the last minute before midnight, he gestured to Wei Fuyuan who was outside at the console.

Wei Fuyuan pressed the master control switch.

zero.

"Welcome to Midnight Radio's "Thriller Night Talk", this is the anchor Bei Quan."

Beiquan said in his gentle and magnetic voice:

"Please tell your story, however bizarre it may be."

Probably because he didn't want to waste time, after Beiquan made the opening remarks, he only chatted a few words in a very simple way, and announced that he would enter today's hotline session.

"Beep-beep-"

The phone only rang twice before being picked up by Beiquan:

"Hello?"

【……Hello? 】

A man's hesitant voice came from the loudspeaker.

His tone sounded a little dazed, as if he was talking to himself:

【I... Strange, how could I call you guys? 】

"It's okay, since you called, it's fate."

Beiquan smiled and said:

"In that case, why not share your story with us?"

The man seemed even more confused.

【share? 】

He asked: [What story to share? 】

Wei Fuyuan who was sitting outside also felt very strange.

Beiquan once told him that the people who can listen to this hotline are those who have some kind of connection with the ghosts.

In the previous two months, Wei Fuyuan listened to the programs. Although the callers did not know that they had made the call, they knew what to say, and they often couldn’t wait to talk to each other as soon as the call was connected. , and often became incoherent because of being too excited, so that Beiquan had to interrupt their narration.

This is the first person who got through the hotline like this, but acted so puzzled.

"Since it's midnight, then..."

Beiquan thought for a while, and said to the man on the other end of the phone:

"Just tell me about the strange things you have encountered recently, how about?"

[Is this... weird? 】

The man thought for a while:

[My experience is actually quite strange. 】

He said to Beiquan:

[Host, do you know?I was actually born in Citigroup. 】

Beiquan: "So, you are an overseas Chinese?"

【Um. 】

The man responded, and then continued:

[My parents... I mean, my biological parents are second-generation immigrants, but they died in a car accident when I was six years old. 】

Beiquan: "Ah, what a pity."

[It doesn't matter, that was more than 20 years ago. 】

The man replied calmly:

[According to the local law, I was sent to an orphanage, stayed there for two years, and then went to a foster family. 】

Beiquan: "Oh?"

[The strange thing I want to talk about started from my foster family. 】

The man paused, as if organizing his words.

[The foster family is... very big, I mean, it's a big family that you can hardly imagine. 】

He said:

[The owner of the house is a wealthy Chinese businessman who owns a large manor with an area of ​​more than one hectare in the local area. He built a large villa in the manor and started sex. 】

Beiquan: "How many children did he adopt?"

【a lot of. 】

The man replied:

[Anyway, when I left that home, there were already eleven children. 】

[The head of the family, his wife and son died in his early years, he felt very lonely alone, so like a great philanthropist, he kept adopting orphans and let as many children as possible live in his house Home. 】

The man let out a sneer:

【He is dubbed Texas Daddy Long Legs by the media, and he is very famous in our place. 】

Beiquan also smiled:

"Sounds like a nice guy."

he asked:

"So, Daddy Long Legs, how are you doing?"

Wei Fuyuan originally thought that he would hear a comprehensive version of a blue beard and a candy house, such as that the great philanthropist is actually a vicious human organ trafficker, or a sadist or something.

【very good. 】

But the man's answer was completely beyond Wei Fuyuan's expectations:

[He is very kind to every child in the manor. 】

The man said:

[The head of the family is very kind to us, he never beats or scolds, he will hire a nanny to take care of us, and the food and clothing are also very meticulous, and there is a special person to send us to the school in the town every day. 】

[To be honest, that kind of life, at least, is much better than when I stayed in the orphanage. 】

Having said that, he sighed:

[However, I still tried my best to leave that house... Yes, I escaped. 】

The man said:

[I took advantage of the opportunity to go to school in the town and met a Chinese couple who happened to have no children, so I asked them to adopt me. 】

[They agreed. 】

【So I became their son, left that manor, and returned to China with my adoptive parents when I was 14 years old. 】

Beiquan could tell that although the man on the other end of the phone claimed to be an orphan, his words were very elegant and his narration was very organized, obviously he had received a good education.

"So you seem to have escaped?"

Beiquan asked:

"Then why did you have to leave your foster family in the first place?"

When hearing the question, the man's voice faltered for the first time.

【Because I found out...】

He replied tremblingly:

[That family can eat people. 】