I didn't dare to act rashly until I figured out the reason.

But I just took a closer look and found that Zhang Jianfeng’s wife Su Yu was not possessed by a ghost.

In other words, the ghost was just haunting her and would only appear when she fell asleep.

At that moment, a few of us came to the lobby on the first floor and sat down on the sofa.

Zhang Jianfeng came up and asked: "Master Wu, do you see what's wrong? My wife has provoked something dirty."

"I haven't seen anything yet. Sit down first. I have something to ask you." I said seriously.

Zhang Jianfeng sat on the sofa opposite me, looked at me and said: "As long as the problem can be solved, I will cooperate with you no matter what you say."

"You said that your first daughter was thrown to death by your father two years ago, and your father had no physical problems at the time. Your father was not too old at that time, not even sixty years old, right?"

I asked.

Zhang Jianfeng nodded and said, "Yes, that year, my father was only fifty-nine years old, and he had always been in good health."

"This is a bit strange. Your father's body and brain are fine. How could the child he was holding lose his grip? Can you tell me the specific situation at that time?"

I have always felt a little grudge about this matter. After all, the child is also my own granddaughter. An old man should take good care of her. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing is impossible to happen.

When I asked about this, Zhang Jianfeng thought about it carefully and said: "That day was my eldest daughter's 100-day banquet. Many relatives and friends came to visit my home. It was a festive and peaceful scene. And I specially invited

Someone videotaped and recorded the beautiful scene at that time. I remember that not long after it got dark, all the relatives and friends were talking and laughing around my daughter. My dad kept holding my daughter and kept walking back and forth in the living room.

I was busy talking to my relatives and friends at the time. I don’t know why, but I heard a “pop” sound, and my daughter took her hand off her father’s hand. Everyone was scared..."

"Wait a minute... you said just now that you hired someone to record the video. Do you still have the footage?" I asked excitedly.

"There should be... Even though my daughter died, the person in charge of the video at the time finally sent over the content he recorded, a disc and a USB flash drive, but I have never watched it.

I didn’t want to watch my daughter die in front of me for the second time. It was like cutting off flesh. After the person in charge of the video delivered the things, I found a place to put the disc and USB flash drive.

You can still find it," Zhang Jianfeng said.

"Then please find the things here, maybe you can find the real reason for your daughter's death." I urged quickly.

Although Zhang Jianfeng was a little confused, he still followed my instructions to find those things.

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets and searched for more than twenty minutes before he found a USB flash drive from the cabinet under the TV in the living room.

Then, he took out his laptop, inserted the USB flash drive, and started playing the video.

"Master Wu, please watch it. I won't watch it anymore. When I see my daughter, my heart becomes blocked." Zhang Jianfeng said with red eyes.

I nodded, indicating that he could go away.

As soon as the picture opened, it was a joyous scene. There were still many people surrounding the living room of this villa, and everyone's faces were filled with smiles.

It can be seen that it was just getting dark at this time, and they must have just finished dinner, and their relatives and friends were drinking tea and chatting at home.

A group of people watched the infant child for a while, and finally the child fell into the hands of an old man about sixty years old.

The old man loved the child in his hands very much. He kissed and hugged him so much that he kept smiling from ear to ear.

But after a while, I suddenly noticed that a vague shadow suddenly appeared next to the old man.

The blurry shadow was standing next to the old man, staring fiercely at the swaddled baby.

You can vaguely tell that the shadow looks like an old lady.

Her face was very ferocious. When the old man shook the baby in his hand, the shadow next to him suddenly grabbed the old man's hand. The old man began to lose control of his body, and the range of his movements began to increase. Then the swaddled baby

The baby flew out and landed heavily on the ground.

After the little baby landed on the ground, he didn't even cry, and then there was no movement.

Then the screen flashed, and suddenly a strange wrinkled face appeared in the screen and flashed past.

Very quickly, that face quickly disappeared.

Uncle Hu Zi also saw this scene and was stunned with shock.

"Master... this child was killed... is that a ghost?" Uncle Huzi looked at me in horror and asked.

People in ancient times did not dare to take pictures. They said that their souls would be lost in taking photos.

Something that can’t be reached.

Apparently the scene at that time was captured by the videographer.

Then, I picked up the mouse, moved the screen to the place before the ghost appeared, and greeted Zhang Jianfeng: "Mr. Zhang, come here."

Zhang Jianfeng heard my greeting and quickly came to my side: "Master Wu, did you find anything?"

"Look at this section, but don't be afraid." As I said that, I clicked the play button.

Not long after, the scene happened again. The vague figure appeared and took control of Zhang Jianfeng's father, and the child was thrown away.

Finally, the screen flashed, and a strange face appeared.

When that face appeared, I pressed the pause button.

When Zhang Jianfeng saw that face, his face turned pale with fright. After a muffled roar, he quickly backed up and sat down on the ground in fright.

I closed the laptop, looked at Zhang Jianfeng who was sitting on the ground and was shaking, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you saw it, right? Who is the old lady who appears in the picture? You should know her, right?"

Zhang Jianfeng was extremely frightened. After a while, he looked at me and said in a trembling voice: "I...I know her...she is my mother. She died four years ago, but why did she want to harm her own granddaughter?"

...Why does she appear in the picture..."

Hearing Zhang Jianfeng's words, Uncle Hu Zi and I were a little surprised.
Chapter completed!