"Hmm. Mordo nodded, watched Chris continue to browse through the files, and said, "I was going to solve the so-called ghost problem in a hotel in New York. ”

"I thought it was just a ghost, but when I got to the door, I sensed something was wrong, and my instinct told me it wasn't any ghost. ”

There were a lot of photos in the file, pictures of people who had died accidentally, but that didn't give Chris much of any use.

He already knew that these things were the plot of the [Death is Coming] movie, but as he said, it seemed very difficult to catch the mastermind behind it.

"Why do you say that?"

Looking through the documents, Chris also asked for details about Mordo's previous incident.

"Because the hotel room number, 1408, the four numbers add up to 13, which is not an auspicious number. ”

A smile spread across Chris's face, "You're a Templar mage, and you're afraid of this rumor?"

Mordo was also a little embarrassed by what Chris said, "I wasn't scared at the time, I didn't take it seriously at all, thinking that I was specifically solving this kind of supernatural thing, how could I be afraid?"

"However, when I entered the room, I realized that it was not easy. More than a dozen people died in that hotel room, and it was not that simple. ”

"The room does exist in reality, but what I stepped into was not a real room, but a room in another space. ”

Speaking of this, Chris raised his head and shifted his gaze from the document to Mordo, "Alien space?"

Mordo shook his head, "It's not yet to the point of another dimensional space, it's an enchantment space!"

"A kind of enchantment made up of the power of ghosts, based on the real room, to build a room full of ghosts. ”

"In that room, it took a bit of effort to catch the other person. The other party still has some psychic ability, and when he casts an illusion on me, I almost go deep into its illusion, and if that is the case, I can't get out at all. ”

"By the way, the final solution to this ghost is also thanks to your mirror magic. ”

Speaking of this, Mordo pointed at Chris, "Those magic of yours are really good." The ghost ended up faking his death and hiding in the mirror. If I hadn't studied your mirror magic, I would have been a little sensitive to mirrors, and I would have let it escape. ”

"Did you find anything?"

Mordo saw that Chris had turned to the document of the amusement park incident that had just happened this year, and immediately changed the topic very abruptly to the Grim Reaper incident.

Chris looked at the image in the file.

It's a personal picture, a woman, who appears to be a student, with the person's name next to it.

Wendy, that is, the heroine of the Amusement Park Grim Reaper incident.

Chris looked up at the bridge in front of him, where his mental power and detection magic were extended, but he didn't find any useful information.

On the one hand, too much time has passed, and on the other hand, the other side is very careful.

"Have you been to the plane two years ago and the highway accident last year?" Chris knew that Mordo must have been prepared to look for him, and it was impossible to pull him out at will.

Sure enough, Mordo turned over the matter of room 1408 of the hotel and replied to Chris, "I have seen it all, and I have found nothing, as if it was really just an accident." ”

Chris's finger clicked twice on Wendy's picture, "She's not in an accident yet, is she?" ”

Mordo naturally agreed, saying a word that was not against his will, Chris's magic attainments were stronger than him, so naturally there was no reason to object.

Anyway, he couldn't do anything about it.

"Do you have any ideas?"

Chris shook his head, "I can't talk about any ideas, I can only look it up slowly." ”

"It's been like this for three years in a row, and it must have a purpose, and I guess the other party is for the soul of a human being. There is no doubt that accidental death has a higher purity of soul than death in other circumstances. ”

And the ensuing accidental pursuit is more like killing people, or sorting out cause and effect relationships to avoid being tracked. ”

"This may be a good thing, the other side is afraid of tracking, probably because it is not powerful. ”

···

"Who are you?"

As Mordo said, the person behind the amusement park death seems to have left. At this time, Wendy is in her house, and Chris can think of more than a dozen ways to cause Wendy's death with a random sweep, and it will be determined as an accident.

And now nothing happened, along with her sister, as well as her high school classmates, who died.

Chris took out a card, flipped it over in front of Wendy, and said, "We're here to investigate the amusement park incident." ”

"Come in!"

In Wendy's eyes, Chris's card is not a card, but an FBI license.

This is a very simple trick, and it doesn't need to affect the other person's psychic level.

Chris and Mordo sat on the couch, Wendy's mother brought them two cups of coffee, and then sat down next to Wendy facing the two of them.

"Excuse me, do you have anything to ask? The police have already come to ask. Wendy's mother protects Wendy, unwilling to let others bring up Wendy's terrible memories again, and takes the initiative to take over the topic.

Chris thanked Wendy's mother for her coffee, and then said, "We belong to a special department, even in the FBI. ”

"We suspect it wasn't just an accident. Mordo followed Chris's words, but his eyes kept on Wendy, as if searching for something.

Mordo and Chris glanced at each other and nodded slightly, as if they were sure of something.

"Ma'am, can we speak with Wendy alone?"

Wendy's mother looked at Chris, then at her daughter, and whispered to Wendy, "I'm over there, what's the situation calling me." ”

After pushing his mother apart, Chris stood up, walked over to the couch where Wendy was sitting, and sat down beside her.

"Wendy, the police transcript says you said you saw death, right?"

"No, no. Wendy shook her head, denying it.

Chris's words were more gentle, "Relax, we're not bad people, we're not going to send you to a mental hospital, we're looking for truth." ”

"Now, Wendy, tell me, do you see a vision of death in the future?"

Wendy looked at Chris's gaze, and it was an honest gaze, a sincere gaze. Then, Wendy nodded.

"Yes, I saw it, I saw it. I should have stopped it, I should have stopped it. ”

Chris shook his head, "Wendy, you can't stop it. ”