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More than a week has passed since the incident in the archives that day.

On a calm morning, Su Li was sitting on a small table, typing quietly, while Lin Su next to him was flipping through documents, sipping hot tea from time to time.

The two were busy in their own way, and the atmosphere was very peaceful and harmonious.

Until Zhang Huansan yawned and poked his head out of the door with a dejected look on his face: "Bureau Lin, the governor called and said he wanted to find you."

Lin Su was slightly stunned, and nodded: "You can transfer it over here."

So Su Li had no choice but to carry the computer to the door again.

Although Lin Su didn't let him go, the little fox knew in his heart that he should listen as little as possible to the conversations between big shots like this.

Sometimes, the more you know, the faster you die.

"Come to my room," Zhang Huansan said, "just in time, I made coffee."

The man tucked his hands into his sleeves and rubbed his reddened eyes while talking.Su Li looked at him very sympathetically—in his opinion, Zhang Huansan was not only the leader of the field service team, but also took on several roles, serving as Lin Su's life assistant, secretary, and the head of the personnel department of the Supervision Bureau .

"Brother Zhang, you've worked so hard." He sighed sincerely, "Didn't the Bureau of Forestry give you a raise for doing so much work alone?"

"No." Zhang Huansan said listlessly, "Even if I don't do a good job, my salary will be deducted."

...so ruthless.

Su Li lit a candle for him in his heart, and followed the man to the office.

It was no different from what he saw a few days ago, it was still as clean and tidy as ever, with bright windows.

He noticed that besides the mop and broom, there was a row of cleaners of different brands in the corner, and he couldn't help silently applauding Zhang Huansan for his excellent housework ability.

He can cook and clean, and he can also help find a master to repair the air conditioner. He has all kinds of martial arts.

It's a good material for a house husband.

In addition, there was a portrait of Lao Tzu pasted on his computer screen. Su Li looked at Zhang Huansan and respectfully bowed to the patriarch three times. Curiously asked: "Brother Zhang, is today my birthday?"

"No, it's just that Mercury has been retrograde recently, and I just want to pray to his old man to get rid of bad luck."

Zhang Huansan said seriously, and offered a kiwi fruit to the patriarch by the way.

Su Li sat down, obediently thanked Zhang Huansan for the coffee he handed him, held the cup and took a sip, and then asked: "Brother Zhang, you are the team leader of the field team, what do the field teams usually do?" ?”

"Deal with all kinds of special events caused by monsters and non-ordinary people." Zhang Huansan replied.

"Isn't that overlapping with the work scope of the duty team?" Su Li wondered, but the man shook his head: "It's not the same, our work is much more dangerous than theirs, if we want to use an analogy, it is the police and criminal police difference."

He sighed and said, "It's the end of the year, and the ghosts and ghosts are rushing for business results. They have been so busy these two days that they can't stop. Just now the governor called again, and I don't know what big case happened."

Su Li nodded and finally understood.

"Brother Zhang, is there anything I can do to help?"

He offered to help, after all, Zhang Huansan also helped him a lot when he joined the job.

"Speaking of... there is indeed one thing."

Zhang Huansan bent over and rummaged through the documents on the table, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Su Li: "The regular employees of the Supervision Bureau will be divided into groups as soon as they come in. Although you are only a temporary worker, there will always be someone in the future." Opportunity to become a regular. Do you want to try to work in our field team first? I will not assign you too difficult tasks."

"Really?" Su Li took the document in surprise and joy.

"Of course it's true. Brother Zhang, I never lie." Zhang Huansan smiled like a wolf with a big tail.

Su Li didn't doubt that he was there. He opened the file and took a look, and found that it was about a haunted family.

Half a year ago, the family's grandson died, and his grandmother was overly sad, so she resorted to crooked ways.Originally, this kind of thing was a feudal superstition, and the family members saw that the old man was old, so they let her go.

Unexpectedly, after two months, the old man really came back with his dead grandson!

"Resurrected from the dead?" Seeing this, Su Li was startled, "The child must be possessed by a monster or a ghost, right?"

"It should be like this. Since that day, the neighbors around their house have been unlucky. They were either fractured or sprained. Fortunately, they were all minor injuries and no one was killed. They are initially filed in the C-level case." Zhang Huansan said, "So I want you to take a look. It would be best if you can solve it by the way."

Su Li agreed without hesitation.

Although this matter is weird inside and out, but if it's just a C-rank little monster, he can handle it more than enough.

He packed up his things and planned to visit the family first.

Before going, Zhang Huansan gave him a small book: "Take it, it records the procedures of our field team. If you encounter any problems that you don't understand, just look through it."

"Okay, thank you Brother Zhang."

The little fox stepped out of the gate of the Supervision Bureau with a bag on his back, looked at the bright sun above his head, and started his first field mission with great ambition.

"Master, you are finally here!"

Just arrived at the gate of the community, the host who had been notified earlier immediately held Su Li's hand gratefully: "We have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"I can't afford it, I can't afford it," Su Li was startled by his enthusiasm, flattered and said, "Well, what's the current situation of Lingtang?"

According to the information, the parents of this family were both surprised and delighted at the resurrection of their child, but it was supposed to be a happy family reunion, but after a period of time, something went wrong gradually.

The frequent accidents of neighbors are only one of the reasons, and as time goes by, parents who wake up in the middle of the night to see their children often find that there is no one in the bed at all, but in the old man's room, there are always laughter and grandchildren. Noise.

But when they opened the door again, they found that the old man was staying in the room alone!

"Mom, he has become more and more bewildered recently, even in broad daylight, he started talking to himself," the host said with a pale face, "The most terrifying thing is that she can sew all kinds of dolls whenever she is free now." , although she had the habit of making toys for Qiqi by herself before, but now there are too many dolls at home, and she is still making toys non-stop!"

Taking advantage of the time when the old man went to the kindergarten to pick up the children, he led Su Li to the house, pulled his wife, and knelt down with a "boom".

He begged with a mournful face: "Master, my wife and I have already made a decision. Since Kiki has already left, let him rest in peace. We can't stand the way people are being turned into ghosts and ghosts now! Please!" You, whether you use compass talisman paper or pray to God or Buddha, send him to reincarnation as soon as possible, and find a good family in your next life!"

Su Li hurriedly said: "You guys get up first, I understand, I—" He hurriedly took out the small notebook Zhang Huansan gave him from his pocket, and flipped to the "Professional Speech Skills for Expelling Ghosts and Catching Demons from Super Management Bureau" On one page, he recited with eloquence:

"We are a professional service, catch ghosts scientifically, please firmly believe in the core values ​​of socialism, all ghosts and ghosts are paper tigers."

Perhaps inspired by the light of righteousness, the host pulled his wife who was about to cry, and stood up suspiciously.

Su Li breathed a sigh of relief, and began to search around the house.

The size of the house is small, but the layout is very warm. He first went to Qiqi’s house to look around, and found that there were indeed dolls made by the old man everywhere, from monkeys and tigers to rabbits and piglets. very cute.

But he scanned around and found that there were no cats among the hundreds of dolls.

No foxes either.

"Could it be... the twelve zodiac signs?" Su Li couldn't help frowning, and murmured softly.

In the Yaozu, the twelve zodiac signs correspond to the twelve tribes and the great demons selected from them.

But if it is the twelve zodiac signs, there is still one sign missing.

snake.

"Has Lingtang ever made a snake doll?" He turned around and asked.

The male host shook his head sincerely: "No, my mother grew up in the countryside and was bitten by snakes before, so she hates snakes very much."

Indeed, this also makes sense.

Moreover, the dolls generally given to children are cute little animals, and there are very few cold-blooded animals like snakes.

Su Li put this matter aside for a while, and walked to the wall again.

Looking at the children's paintings on the wall, the wife said sadly: "Qiqi is a child who loves to draw very much, and he is also very talented. I sent him to the painting class that day, who knows..."

She sobbed softly and stopped talking.

The master sighed and put his arms around his wife's shoulders.

"The drawing is indeed very good," Su Li agreed, looking at the cute and naive cartoons, "When did you draw these?"

"Qiqi died...before he came back from outside." The male host paused, avoiding that word on purpose.

"Is there anything after this?"

After a while, Su Li didn't wait for a response, and couldn't help but look back at the couple strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Yes, but..." the male host hesitated, but the wife wiped away her tears and gritted her teeth, "Let him see."

Is there something wrong with this painting?

Su Li accepted the pile of drawing papers handed over by the host with a puzzled expression, but when he saw the pattern on it, his heart stopped beating suddenly.

Generally speaking, these paintings are not much different from the previous ones. They are all warm and harmonious family portraits, and the cute cartoon style has not changed at all.

But what used to be a family of four has now become a family of five.

There is one more person on the screen.

Su Li held his breath. Flipping through these paintings, he found that this "extra person" did not have a fixed image. Sometimes it was a child, sometimes it was a young man, and sometimes it was an old man with gray hair.

So weird.

The little fox wanted to cry without tears, Brother Zhang, isn't the agreed task difficult?

He is really really afraid of ghosts!

Speaking of this feeling of scalp numbness, it seemed that he had experienced it not long ago, and he was also suspected of being resurrected from the dead... But at this moment, Su Li had no time to consider the connection between the two incidents.

Because, the doorbell rang.

In fact, someone was knocking on the door outside, shouting loudly while smashing: "The ones inside, get out!"

The male host showed a distressed expression: "It must be the neighbor who came to ask for an explanation."

The three walked to the door, and when they opened the door, an aunt in an apron waved a kitchen knife in her hand and stared at them aggressively: "You must give me an explanation today! It has been a month, since your old lady brought After that kid came back——” She lowered her voice, looked into the room suspiciously, and only resumed her loud voice after finding out that the old man and the child were not there, “People in our family, this month This is already the fourth time I’ve been injured! Raising a little ghost to borrow the luck of the neighbors, are you not lacking in morality!”

Standing next to her was a disgraced little boy, leaning on a cane, wearing a brace around his neck, and a plaster cast on his arm. He looked like a defeated soldier who had just escaped from the battlefield.

Su Li felt miserable when he saw it.

After all, it was their fault, and the host could only apologize humbly: "I'm really sorry, we have already asked the master to deal with this matter, please wait for a while—"

"Master?" The aunt stared at the fair and handsome boy standing behind him, in disbelief, "Could it be this little boy you're talking about? Has he graduated from high school?"

"No." Su Li replied honestly, after all, he never went to school.

"Junior high school students?!" The aunt's voice immediately raised a few degrees, "Are you kidding me? Let me tell you, if you don't—"

"Auntie, nothing?"

A crisp childish voice interjected/into their conversation.

Surprised, they turned their heads and saw the little boy being led by his grandmother and smiled at them: "Mom and Dad, I'm back."

Su Li stared at his bright smiling face. No matter what angle he looked at, this was a beautiful little boy, but probably because of the influence of those paintings just now, he felt that the kid's smile was very weird no matter how he looked at it.

When the aunt saw the little boy, her fierce look just now became timid, with uncontrollable fear appearing in her eyes.

She swallowed her saliva, and said with difficulty: "In short, in short, you have to compensate us, no, otherwise..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the crutch of the child beside her suddenly broke into two pieces with a "click".

The child screamed, tilted his body, and rolled to the bottom of the stairs with a grunt.

When I raised my head, I saw the little boy bent down and stretched out his hand to him with a worried face: "Are you okay?"

"Wow--"

The child was taken aback for a moment, then wailed loudly in fright.

The aunt's face turned green, she immediately picked up her child, fled back home as quickly as if she was hiding from the plague, and slammed the door behind her with a "bang".

The little boy straightened up and stared blankly at their backs. For a moment, his eyes were so empty that it was frightening.

The gray-haired, haggard-faced old man didn't seem to realize it, and patted his head lovingly: "Don't be sad, Qiqi, they have problems."

The host and his wife exchanged an anxious look, and at the end, they both turned their attention to the young man behind for help.

They desperately signaled with their eyes: Master, it's your turn!

Su Li hastily opened the booklet in his arms, and turned to the page "Professional Guide to Exorcising Ghosts and Catching Demons from the Supervision Bureau", and took a closer look. Zhang Huansan wrote on it:

"Don't be afraid when you encounter ghosts, calm down in everything, post a circle of friends first, and adapt to the rest."

Comes with a dog head.

The little fox's expression froze instantly.

Great, he thought desperately.

Now, the master is about to run away!

The author has something to say:

Zhang San: Daoist Master, I have a pure nature and never cheat or deceive.

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Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Ye Qianling 20 bottles; Waiting for the stars to fall. 1 bottle;

Thank you two cuties!