The director of the detention center received us after hearing the doorman's warning that we were journalists.

Regarding the request for a private interview with the two troublemakers, the director agreed to it after consulting the superiors. However, the request to lift the seal early was rejected by him on the grounds that it was not his purview, and we asked us to go to the police station to find the superior in charge of the matter.

"Yes, Zhuang Yan should know this kind of official style better than me. ’

Thinking of this, take one step at a time! Zhuang Yan and I followed an auxiliary police officer to the visitation room and waited. Not long after, a policeman with a man and a woman arrived at the visitation room.

At first it was strange why we came back here to visit the two of us. After hearing that the reporter wanted to interview, the two sat down excitedly, and before they could ask questions, they started the gushing narration mode.

The general meaning, combined with what the ancestor said, Zhuang Yan and I understood. Every night when the husband and wife go to bed, they dream that there are two men living in their own home. The two of them in the dream have clear looks and obvious personalities, and they are a pair of Gay. At first, the two didn't care, but it wasn't until a month after moving in that the two communicated with each other about the same dream, and they found out that there was a reason for it, so they asked a Taoist priest to help check it.

However, according to what they said about the Taoist behavior, there is no doubt that they are liars. After taking the gossip compass and looking around the house, tell them that there might be something strange in the beams of the house. But there are the load-bearing beams of the house mechanism, and the two of them can't verify it, and the same dream continues. Since the Taoist priest said that there was a problem with the load-bearing beam, after being interpreted as a dead person, the entity was poured into the light.

The two of them were so unbearable that they went to ask the boss who sold the house, and they flickered their words when they reported for work, which strengthened their judgment. Therefore, from the initial request for full check-out, the compensation conditions for decoration compensation, tax compensation and so on were added. The boss who has been doing business all the year round naturally does not want to be wronged, and the two sides are deadlocked, and the two have a more fierce quarrel, and finally the boss called the police.

The two initially started to check out with the boss because they found a photo of two friends in the miscellaneous items they had just bought the house and received on the side, which was exactly the same as in the dream. As a result, the incident was rumored to be a tragedy caused by a photo.

During this time, I asked the ancestor to help me check around to see if there was a microphone and if I could find a way to cut out the sound. I saw that there was one in the corner of the house high in the camera, and it was not a big problem for the image to be taken, because the last thing I wanted to talk about with Zhuang Yan was about the soul.

After the two finished speaking, the ancestor also returned to his side.

"Don't worry, I gambled on this hidden microphone under the table, and even if there is a sound recorded in it, it won't be too clear."

After listening to what the Ancestor said, I began to say to the two of them: "Hello, I am the Heavenly Master, and she is a reporter. She's betting with me that there are no ghosts in this world, and I'm trying to find them and make her believe me completely. So ......"

"Go to my house, go to my house. My family definitely has it. The man couldn't help but scream first.

"We've been there, but there's no one, and it's sealed. Just now we applied to the police, and they said that we need to ask for your opinion, and if you agreed, they will let us take your house key and go over and show you it. By the way, I am a matter of the Heavenly Master, and I didn't tell the police, and I hope you will help me keep it secret. ”

The husband and wife naturally agreed, and it was the feeling that they couldn't ask for. The hostess, in particular, insisted that I must find the soul and drive it away. And let me make solemn believe that I will write a report to help them clear their name.

"Hehe, the first condition is naturally obligated by me, but the second one...... My purpose is the opposite. ’

With a noncommittal smile, I quietly unified my voice, called the police, and retrieved the keys from their personal belongings. After saying goodbye to the client, we asked for the name and address of the higher authorities here, and left the detention center.

When I arrived at the Xicheng Police Station, I was told that the police officer in charge of the matter was off duty, and I would talk about it tomorrow.

Fortunately, today is the weekend, and they also have a reasonable and legal holiday, otherwise, Zhuang Yan would like to write an article about this matter. However, I persuaded him, and after comforting him, I told him that I was going to go around and let her take the Ancestor and Yao home to practice first.

Zhuang Yan pestered again, where am I going and what are I going to do?

Naturally, I wanted to go and see the curious cats, and then stop by to see if there were any places like message boards or missing person notices in the west of the city. Naturally, I didn't dare to say the first reason, but I said that I had been in Xinxing for a long time, and I hadn't carefully walked around these streets and alleys.

"What's there to shop about? Come back early, I'm not going to pick you up if it's too late and I don't have a car. After speaking, Zhuang Yan drove don't touch me and went back to Xincun in a puff of smoke.

The car turned around the corner and disappeared, so I dared to take out my mobile phone and click on the location information in WeChat.

Following the navigation, I noticed that Lisa's residence was not far from here. I use the anchor point to open the navigation, follow the navigation all the way to wander past, passing by the posters, small advertisements on the telephone poles, I will stop for dozens of seconds, scan the code words of the heavenly master on it.

When I arrived at the 'International Program' community, I sent Lisa a message back on WeChat: 'Is it convenient now?' Please have a bowl of rice...... 'I also learned the plot that the ancestor and Yao heard in the TV series during this time.

'Okay, I've got thirty minutes left from work, come pick me up at the library!' ’

I felt like I was starting to sweat, the library wasn't far from here, and I didn't have a car, so it was very inconvenient. So I lied: 'I'm helping near the international program', and I looked at the location you posted, and it happened to be near your home. Or come back by yourself, and I'll invite you to dinner at your doorstep.

'Alright! Then you wait for me, set a location and give me a location, and see you in an hour. ’

I don't know if I'm a pickle girl, or a Kaizi who was hung by Lisa, these are all new words learned in the TV series, I think it's good if there is a blue-faced confidant who is not too close and understands the hardships of the heavenly master. Especially like Lisa, enthusiastic, active, and, body can kill most ordinary people.

With nothing to do, I walked to a street with a lot of restaurants and searched all the way. I want to find a small shop that looks like petty bourgeoisie and can still be consumed.

It's a quarter past five, a while before the meal, and no one at the door of the restaurant has begun to solicit business, and the boss and employees are busy preparing the ingredients for dinner time at the door of the restaurant. I walked all the way through the food street-like street and locked down two houses. One posted a special price of 38 for independent steaks, and one posted a bullfrog fish head to buy a pound and get a pound free......

I messaged again, 'How are you eating spicy?' ’

'It's okay, just don't be too spicy. Lisa's message replied in seconds.

In the end, I chose the bullfrog fish head, which is not very crowded, I heard that it is not a local dish, but I am not afraid of spicy. But you can't eat too spicy, sometimes too spicy dishes, for me it is refreshing the tongue and bitter stomach......

I entered the store, found a quiet private room, ordered the food according to the half-price brochure advertised on the poster, and told the boss to serve the food in 50 minutes.

I sent Lisa the location and the specific private room on the second floor, and received a reply, 'Wait for me, I'll be there at about seven o'clock.'" ’

I thought about it for a while, I got off work at half past five, and the road reached the top in thirty minutes, why did I have seven o'clock?

No way, I asked the boss to fry a plate of noodles for me first, and I can be more elegant after eating. I changed the time of serving the pot to 6:50.

At this time, I began to notice that the store was not clean, and the second floor was more cloudy than half of the place. Logically speaking, this kind of place is not liked by the soul. But the second floor is more alternative, the whole second floor is like a quiet place, there are several private rooms, but they are all deserted. Although it hasn't arrived yet, it doesn't seem to have much to do with whether to eat or not, and I feel like the waiters don't want to stay on the second floor for a little longer.

I called the waiter who brought me tea, "Sister, aren't there many guests on the second floor?" Why don't you leave a waiter to say hello? ”

"I'm going to talk to the boss."

Without extra words, the girl put down the teapot and cup and went back to the first floor. It's like if you stay one minute longer, something will happen.

I couldn't bear it, so I poured myself a cup of tea, then got up and walked around the second floor. I found that there was an escalator to go up at the corner of the private room, but when I looked downstairs, it seemed that there was only the second floor. I came to the mouth of the escalator and wanted to look up, but a voice behind me stopped me.

"Sir, the third floor is just a utility room, not open to guests."

I turned around and saw a young male waiter standing at the door of my private room calling me, signaling that I didn't have to go any further.

I awkwardly returned to the private room, invited him into the private room with me, and talked about my feelings.

I asked him directly if he believed in ghosts and gods, and he said that he didn't believe in everything, but sometimes he had to believe it. For example, sometimes he thinks that someone is too arrogant, and sooner or later something will happen, and it won't be long before that person really has some accidents inexplicably. I told him that the result of this causal argument had nothing to do with ghosts and gods, and finally, I explained to him bluntly that I was a Heavenly Master.

The man looked at him in disbelief, took out a cigarette and handed it to me, and I waved my hand and refused.

People all over the country know that cigarettes are not good for their health, so I don't understand why some people still smoke them. But I don't hate it, my master's dry tobacco, which tastes better than the finished cigarette they smoke, I don't know where to choke.

He kept the posture of handing out cigarettes, asking for my opinion, can he smoke?

I motioned to him to be free and leave me alone.

The man lit a cigarette, took two puffs and said, "I don't believe that there is a heavenly master in the world, my grandfather was sick at that time and had no money to treat it, and the heavenly master that my mother found was not good at all." No matter how much I persuaded my mother, it was useless, and in the end, the teacher took the money and left, and my grandfather drove back to the west...... Therefore, I don't have any good feelings for the Celestial Master. ”

"This is understandable, you are looking for a Taoist priest, who is also a false celestial master, and you can only give a psychological comfort to believers in Taoism. I'm different, I'm a celestial master who faces the soul directly, and I'm in charge of a kind of non-interference pact between the world and the spirit world. "I understand his feelings, but I feel the need for me to correct the name of the Celestial Master.

The man didn't have much interest in my statement, so he changed the subject, saying that he was the messenger waiter arranged by the boss to the second floor, and that I could only mention what I needed, and I would never be disappointed if I could meet it.

It can be seen that he is not very satisfied with his work.

"Nothing else, I just think there's something strange about your second floor, you...... Don't you think? ”

"I don't feel anything." The man got up and took a teacup in the cupboard and poured himself a cup of tea.

"It's the waitresses, who keep saying that the second floor is haunted. One by one, it was passed as if it was true, and now it was not ordered by the boss, and no one was willing to go up to the second floor to serve. ”