"Knock knock" There was a knock on the door outside, "Young master, private detective Mr. Zhao Dachuan is here!" ”

Zhang Wei didn't think much about it, got up and came to the living room, only to see a middle-aged man standing in the middle of the living room.

The man was dressed in a crumpled suit, an equally crumpled tie, and a top hat that is now rare on a hot day, apparently trying to make his visit more formal.

But the most unbearable thing is that this guy is holding a guide dog in his left hand, a guide stick in his right hand, and a pair of black sunglasses on his face.

"Fauber, I asked you to find a private detective, not a blind fortune teller!" "Young master, this is the most expensive private detective in our city!" Fauber whispered.

Zhang Wei shook his head secretly, maybe in Fauber's view, expensive is the guarantee of quality, what kind of logic is this?

I saw the blind detective take off his top hat and bow to this side repeatedly, saying that after receiving the task, he had been investigating the employer's commission all night, showing a high degree of professionalism and efficiency.

How is this possible?

A blind man who can find out everything he wants to know in one night?

Zhang Wei naturally didn't believe it, and he made up his mind that if the liar couldn't provide valuable information, he would throw some money and send him away.

There was no extra greeting, Zhao Dachuan handed over a kraft bag after sitting down, "Boss, the things you asked me to check are all here, this person committed suicide by burning charcoal at home 12 years ago due to schizophrenia!" ”

"How can a good person get schizophrenia?" Zhang Wei felt that this matter was not simple, and opened the cowhide bag and took a few looks.

Causes: Schizophrenia caused by high work pressure.

The first treatment: after giving chlorpromazine antistatic treatment, he was discharged after remission, and was hospitalized several times, all of which were diagnosed with schizophrenia, and chlorpromazine was treated with anti-static treatment, and he was discharged from the hospital for improvement.

After one month, the condition worsens, manifesting as hearing human speech, poor sleep at night, talking to oneself, disorganized behavior, suspicion, impulsivity, and extreme aggression......

The 5th time he was admitted to this hospital, diagnosed with schizophrenia, and was discharged from the hospital with chlorpromazine clozapine treatment, and then his condition recurred, manifested as hearing human language, claiming that a black mobile phone was going to kill him, and his condition had worsened in the past month, he was irritable, attempted to kill, was chased by a ghost, danced with knives, affected community safety, and had poor sleep at night, etc., and was forced to isolate and treat.

According to the CCMD-3 diagnostic criteria for schizophrenia:

1. Pathological criteria, delusions of victimization, exaggerated delusions, auditory hallucinations, uncoordinated emotional responses, weakened volitional requirements,

2. Severity criteria: no self-awareness, impaired social functioning

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In this medical record, Zhang Wei saw Dong Lan mention the words "mobile phone" and "nightmare" many times, undoubtedly this mobile phone has achieved her brilliant life, but Dong Lan is likely to have been killed by this mobile phone.

As for what happened between her and this mobile phone, I'm afraid this secret has been taken to the grave by Dong Lan.

"Fauber, go get 50,000 yuan in cash!" Zhang Wei instructed Fu Bo, no matter what, this blind detective is not a liar who makes a fool, he is very satisfied with the efficiency and results of his work, and he should give tens of thousands more.

What's more, he is still blind.

But Sun Dachuan stopped, "Boss, you may have some misunderstanding of my price, within the community of this sequence, the starting price is 500,000, within Asia, 1 million, and it is more expensive worldwide, 5 million, but there is no guarantee that you will be able to find it!" ”

500,000?

Isn't this bullying Forber's Alzheimer's?

Zhang Wei smiled very unnaturally, "I can't find it, you still ask people for 5 million?" ”

"It's hard work, the disabled!" Sun Dachuan shamelessly sold miserably.

"Just these five dollars, do you want to love it!" Zhang Wei was in no mood to talk to him, so after giving instructions to Fu Bo, he went back to the room.

When Zhang Wei came out after changing his clothes, he saw that Zhao Dachuan was still lying there, and he had no intention of leaving, so he couldn't help but be annoyed, "Fifty thousand yuan is already a lot, don't be too aggressive!" ”

"Boss, don't be angry!" Sun Dachuan said that he stood behind Zhang Wei like a servant, speaking slowly and with the humility of a servant.

"This is Dong Lan's daughter asked me to hand it over to you, I believe you will be interested in this thing!"

"Huh?"

Zhang Wei noticed that he was holding a nine-inch square wooden box in his arms.

"Handed it to me?" Zhang Wei frowned, Dong Lan's daughter is named Dong Yuanyuan, who is now the chairman of the Oasis Holding Group, a well-known socialite, and the richest man in Minjiang City and the chairman of the city council.

But Zhang Wei has never met this beautiful speaker of the parliament, why did she give him a box?

Zhao Dachuan didn't know, the Dong family only said that this was Dong Lan's last wish, and if someone came to check the cause of her death, they would hand over the box.

"So, you want to use this box to sit on the ground and knock me a lot of money?"

Zhang Wei smiled coldly, he was not stupid, and wrote a check for 500,000 yuan to Zhao Dachuan at the moment, "If you dare to deceive me, let alone 500,000, you can't even get a dime!" ”

Zhang Dachuan bowed again, and the top hat was always in his hand, and then he handed over the small wooden box.

Zhang Wei smashed the lock on the wooden box and found that there was only one envelope inside.

It seems that the truth is right in front of you.

Zhang Wei couldn't wait to open this twelve-year-old letter:

[Hello, first of all, I want to sincerely congratulate you, you were able to investigate the cause of my death, and then read this letter, which means that you are still alive.

If you haven't gotten the card on your phone, I hope you can find a proper place to keep it and don't let it hurt people again.

If you have already redeemed the cards inside, I can only regret to tell you that my yesterday will become your tomorrow.

I also accidentally got this phone during a paranormal event, I called it the "Nightmare System", and then I found out something about this phone one after another.

It is said that when a person dies, if he is in a state of great anger and fear, then after death, he will not be resentful, some of which can become powerful ghosts, while others can be turned into "nightmares".

But every time a human being dies massively, powerful resentment persists and is barren for many years, which can form a nightmare, and I suspect that this thing has become a spirit, which has changed into the appearance of a mobile phone, and relies on sucking human fears to sustain energy.

Not long after I got the phone, I realized it, and I knew it was something ominous, and it was going to kill me sooner or later.

But then I had the biggest setback of my life and was in dire need of a large sum of money, and when I saw that 1,000 fears could be redeemed for a lottery jackpot, I was intrigued.

As you've experienced, if you can't complete the 1000 Fear Emotion Fear Quest, then you're going to fall into a nightmare, and while I landed a jackpot, it wasn't a surprise, just the beginning of a nightmare.

When I redeem something, I have to give it 2,000 Fear within the allotted time before I can redeem the next card.

In the days since, my business has gone from good to good, but when I redeem the second card, the base of this fear has also doubled, and by the time I redeem the third card, the base has tripled......

In short, the rules are set for it, you can redeem cards with this phone endlessly, and you have to give it the fear multiplier, from 1000 to 2000, from 2000 to 4000, from 4000 to 8000......

When one day this base number is like a snowball, it is too big for you to bear, and it is also the time for it to settle accounts with you.

Later, I had to collect 100,000 fear points every ten days, and if you couldn't meet this metric, then it would scare you and feed it with your fear.

Since then, I have had nightmares every night, always awakened by nightmares, hallucinations during the day, tormented by great fear every day, and even sent to a mental hospital by my family.

I realized that I was going to go crazy if I continued like this, so I smashed the phone and burned it.

But the next day, I had a nightmare to find that it was back, exactly like the phone I had destroyed.

And I also came up with one thing, only people who are lucky enough to carry it, or people who are frustrated with life, can see it, or that phone will actively seek out such people, tempt them with cards, and then make them provide a constant stream of fear, until one day you can't stand it anymore, until you go crazy.

But trust me, even if you're crazy, it will still haunt you, and that will bring more fear to it.

Perhaps there is only one way to truly be liberated, and I hope that through my death, this horrible nightmare will be put to an end.

Okay, that's all I have to say, and when I'm done with that, I'm going to get rid of it all.

Finally, a word of advice to you, no matter how miserable your life is, no matter how helpless and desperate you are, don't redeem those cards.

Hopefully this isn't a letter that no one reads, and hopefully you'll find a way to eradicate it once and for all. 】

Zhang Wei sat stiffly on the sofa, like a twisted ice sculpture, holding the letter in both hands, staring blankly.

As he expected, this is an ominous mobile phone, a deadly horror system, and it may not be difficult to create hundreds or thousands of fears every day, but as the base number rolls over and gets bigger, when it comes to tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, what do you do?

Writing horror novels?

Don't make a fuss!

It's really hundreds of thousands of fears, I'm afraid it's useless to shoot a horror movie, and if you can't meet this indicator, then it scares you and feeds it with your fear......

How terrible!

This is even more terrible than usury, its ultimate goal is not to drive you to death, but to drive you crazy, it is better to live in great fear than death, how terrible is it?

"Boss, if there's nothing else to do, I'll go exchange this check!" Zhao Dachuan's reminder interrupted Zhang Wei's musings.

"Let's go." Zhang Wei's mouth didn't seem to move when he said this, and his face was like a stone statue.

Zhao Dachuan bent down and waved his top hat to make an old-fashioned salute, "Thank you, sir, thank you for giving me such a generous reward, in the days to come, I will continue to recall today's happiness, I hope there is still a chance to serve you, goodbye." ”

When Zhao Dachuan walked out of the door, Zhang Wei stopped him, "You can take this mobile phone with you, it doesn't mean anything else, I hope it can bring you good luck!" ”

Yes!

Since this phone is an ominous thing, it is most appropriate to give it to such a greedy person.

But when Zhang Wei stuffed the mobile phone to Zhao Dachuan, he saw that his hand ignored the existence of the mobile phone, as if the mobile phone was just an illusory projection.

Oh, my God!

Only he could see the phone, it didn't exist for anyone else, he couldn't see it, he couldn't touch it.

Zhang Wei's face is still as hard as a stone statue, does this also mean that it is impossible for him to get rid of this nightmare mobile phone?

Never, never!