"It's gone, means dead?"

"No, no, it's gone. The door of the house is open and the dog is gone. His dog will not open. He went to search and did not find it. The community said he didn't see it. It's just like that... It's like this... He himself also felt... it felt something was wrong... He called the police, and the police came back, but he didn't find anything. That mage, he had found the mage who had done rituals before, and he didn't know if it was a liar or something, but he said nothing. He... He wanted to move... I dare not let him move into his home again. He was not relieved. He was next to a temple... it was a small temple in Guangxin

A temple, there is a temple on the south Wan Road, and I rented a house next to it. The temple opened every morning, and some old men and women around me would go to burn incense. He followed him to worship every day. In a few days... it was useless to worship... He... He saw things at home... In the new house, he saw things... When washing his face and brushing his teeth in the morning, there was something on the top of the mirror. It was hair, a bunch of hair, a lot, cut off... and inside the kitchen cabinet, he found dead rats and dead cockroaches... It was this kind of thing..."

“Isn’t it something left by the previous resident?”

"No, definitely not. They are all fresh... The dead one is fresh... The hair, hair later... I found out later that his hair was cut. Every day when he woke up, his hair was cut off. At first, I didn't find it. There were some, some messy things. Things in the house were passive, there were fewer and more things, which were all like this. He always felt that there was another person in the house. His original house was one bedroom, one living room, and two bedrooms, one living room. He was in one room, and he could hear the sound of another room in one room. When he talked to me, he sent a message and made me listen. I really didn't hear it. I was... I suspected that his brain might be... I didn't think about that kind of thing, it was... He might be brain problems. Maybe, maybe mental problems... I had never thought about it before..."

"Mr. Ruan, don't worry. You can say it slowly and try to be more detailed."

"Well... he told me about those things. It's just some strange things. I also suggested that he would go to the hospital for a look. I really felt that he was suspicious, maybe because of his mentality... I also asked, asking if he had this disease in his family, whether he had this disease before... I was very annoyed by him during that period. Really... He didn't look at the time and found something, so he sent a message. It's impossible for me to turn off my phone, nor could I ignore him... It's not good... His family is not in Minqing. His family, parents, have all passed away, they are not married, and have no other relatives. I... Huh... Then... Then... Then... Then the day before yesterday... I received a call the day before yesterday, it was... the police called..."

"He died the day before yesterday. You said on the phone that he died the day before yesterday, right?"

"Well... I thought he was calm... I was worried... The day before yesterday at noon, I received a call from the police... When he was dying, he sent me a message when he was dying, but it didn't send it... There was a problem with his WiFi at home and the Internet was disconnected. He... The police said that he was dead, and I was confused... The police said that the last person he contacted was me. He, he sent help, help... I sent many messages... they all gave me, but they didn't send them out. I didn't receive them... I... I showed the message to the police... It was... they were too, and they couldn't figure it out..."

"Can you tell me about his death in detail? How did he die? You didn't say this on the phone. And how did the police find out? You mentioned just now that he lives alone and died at home, right?"

"Well... I died of illness. He... I asked, and a policeman told me that he should have died of illness... He closed all the doors and windows in his house and nailed them to death. He bought wooden boards, nails, etc. The hardware store owner could testify. When the doors and windows were nailed, someone next door heard the noise. At home... When the police went in, they found that the house was smashed. It should have been smashed by himself... He seemed to want to go out... He nailed the doors and windows, and wanted to go out again. Maybe he was sick. The police didn't tell me what it was. It was just a sudden incident.

However, when I got sick, I struggled... and didn't go out... and died at home... the neighbor also heard this. It was not that the neighbor called the police, but the police were found by his real estate agent. His original house was listed and sold. The agent... The agent found something in the house and called the police... I... I don't know what it was... it was... I think this matter is too... after I heard the news, I couldn't sleep well. Those messages, those messages he didn't send... I... I... I felt that it was... it was..."

"You want us to investigate this?"

"Well. Yes. I...I don't know...this matter has nothing to do with me, but...but...I always feel that there is something wrong with me. I haven't encountered anything at home, and I haven't encountered this kind of situation. But... I just know someone, just like that... he has no relationship with anyone. Some of his colleagues and friends... may all know in reality, and some things are hard to say. They don't know. Maybe, just me knows this. Only I know... I feel uncomfortable, very, very panicked... If I don't find out..."

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Ruan. If you want to entrust us to do an investigation, just sign the entrustment agreement according to the procedures of our firm."

"Oh. Is that. Is that true? This matter..."

"We will start the investigation with the cause of his death. If there is progress, we will contact you."

"What can be found?"

"We cannot guarantee this. We will try our best to check it out. Judging from the photo you showed us, your friend has encountered something."

"oh……"

"Can you show us your chat history with him?"

"Okay, OK."

"Um……"

...

“That’s what are the chat history?”

"It's all here, I haven't deleted it. And... the ones that he didn't send out when he died... the police showed it to me, and they were all helpful. Basically, they just have the word "help".

"Okay. We need to copy this record."

"Um."

"Do you know his real name?"

"I know. I'm called Sein Feiying."

"Can you write it?"

"OK."

rustle……

"This is a commission contract. Please see if there is any problem."

"oh oh."

rustle……

"I'll just sign here, right?"

"Yes."

rustle……

"How long may this investigation take?"

"Not necessarily. It depends on the progress of the investigation. Judging from the photos, what your friend is facing is not very troublesome."

"That's it. I'll bother you."

"You are welcome."

"The commission fee is the last..."

"Pay the deposit first, and settle the final."

"Yeah, OK. Can you swipe your card?"

“We only collect cash.”

"Ah...this..."

"It's okay. You'll give it to me next time we meet."

"Oh, OK, thank you, thank you. Then that's it today?"

"Well. I'll send you out. We'll start investigating from today."

“Okay OK.”

Da, da, da...

Click, creak—

"You go slowly."

"Yeah. Goodbye."

Squeak——, click!

"Huh-Boss, what do you think?"

"Just a little thing."

"Huh? Isn't it a ghost?"

"Maybe it's not a ghost."

"What would that be?"

“Not sure yet.”

Ruddy...

clatter.
Chapter completed!