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Zhang Dongqiang shouted a little angrily:

"Why are you still pretending to me, aren't you? Didn't you ask a woman to call the police and say that someone was knocking on her door in the middle of the night? ”

I was almost happy, I didn't expect that woman to be in the same city as me, but even if this kind of thing is called to the police, it shouldn't go to the criminal police team, right?

I smiled and asked Zhang Dongqiang:

"I told someone in a QQ group to call the police to solve the problem she is encountering now, but this kind of thing will not be your turn to take care of the criminal police team, right? Isn't it all handled by the police station? Why are you so angry? ”

Zhang Dongqiang said angrily:

"Things are so troublesome now, after the woman arrived at the police station, her thinking was obviously a little abnormal, she was emotional, and she spoke a lot, but she kept emphasizing that she had killed someone, and the police station sent him to me! You say, how is this matter handled now? I saw that she was obviously a little mentally abnormal, and I was about to call someone from the mental hospital, but she suddenly mentioned you, saying that you asked her to come, and kept insisting that she was not mentally ill! Hurry up and give me a trip! ”

On the way, I kept thinking, what Lao Zhou said is really fucking right, maybe I'm a troublemaker at all, as long as it can be related to me, it will become a fucking mess.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the city bureau, I saw Zhang Dongqiang standing downstairs from a distance. When he saw me, he immediately extinguished the cigarette in his hand and walked towards me.

I looked at the map-like bruises on his face, and asked him with a smile:

"Big brother, you are also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, why can't you solve such a small matter? Are you afraid of wasting the little salary you pay me every month? ”

Zhang Dongqiang waved his hand:

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, I don't look like I'm mentally ill about this woman, although she is unusually emotional in the process of telling, but overall the logic is very clear, but what he says is a little unbelievable."

The two of us walked inside while talking, and Zhang Dongqiang kept talking about the woman, which seemed to be very confused for him.

In fact, I know why he asked me to come, Lao Zhou once said that the reason why he wanted to take me as an apprentice was because I had a pair of special eyes. At first, I thought he was saying that my eyes were good-looking, but I didn't expect Lao Zhou to say with disgust when he heard it:

"In terms of appearance, Shen Mo can be with you, which is a blessing accumulated by your ancestors for eighty-one years!"

He told me that everyone's eyes are different and have their own unique effects, so in everyone's eyes, the same object or thing has a different form. This is the reason why people's personalities are different, thinking that what they see is different, and they naturally feel different.

He once told him what the name of my eyes was, but I didn't remember it. In short, it's a bit like a sedative, and both humans and ghosts will calm down when they see my eyes. That's why I've been able to live until now.

However, I don't agree with his statement.

I was bitten by the boy who had been transformed a few days ago, and I didn't even see any peace in him.

When I saw the woman, she was sitting alone in the room, her hands constantly twisting the corners of her clothes, and the expression on her face was very anxious.

I pushed the door open and walked in.

When the woman saw me, she was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't understand why a person in civilian clothes was sitting in front of her.

I smiled at her and said lightly:

"Eldest sister, what a coincidence, I am the leader of the supernatural event QQ group, my name is Liu Wu."

The woman seemed to find a place to confide in all of a sudden, and tears flowed out instantly.

"I've read what you wrote, and since I started encountering these things, I've been looking at some supernatural things on the Internet, trying to find stories that match my experience, and to learn from them."

I looked at her and smiled, and whispered:

"You don't have to do this, what is written in it is generally fake, it is all made up, how can there be so many supernatural events in this world? A lot of so-called supernatural events are just people's own illusions in a specific environment, and you think too much. I don't dare to say that there must be no fools in the world, but the chances of being seen by others are almost zero, let alone any so-called revenge. ”

The reason why I told her like this was because her mental state at that time was already on the verge of collapse, and if I pretended to be a magic stick and told her that the hell was such and such an existence, I am afraid that she would really have to go to a psychiatric hospital.

Although I don't know if there are really ghosts in what she has experienced, but since Lao Zhou said no, it must be no, in this regard, I absolutely believe that Lao Zhou is an authoritative figure.

The woman looked at me, silently wiped her tears, choked up, and said:

"I've basically told you about it on the Internet before, but last night, 'it' came knocking on my door, and the moment I opened the door, I saw a white shadow flash at the end of the corridor, it must have come to me for revenge! But I really didn't want her to die! I was just angry and wanted to get my husband back, you know, once I lost this home, there was really nothing! ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face. The moment she raised her hand, the loose cuffs slid down a little, and I saw a small red dot on the inside of her forearm. If it weren't for the fact that her skin was too fair and delicate, the red spot wouldn't have been noticeable at all.

I coughed dryly and asked:

"May I ask, is that red spot on your arm from the injection?"

She looked down at her arm, pointed to the red dot and said:

"This?"

I nodded.

"Oh, this isn't, I don't know how I got it, it's been the past two years, and there will be such red spots every once in a while, but it won't disappear in a few days, and it doesn't hurt or itch, and I don't care."

Looking at her haggard appearance, I seemed to feel something, stood up and walked out, and asked Zhang Dongqiang to find a doctor.

Zhang Dongqiang waited for his eyes to ask me:

"Are you looking for a mental hospital?"

"You're sick, aren't you? Get a doctor to draw her blood for a test! ”

A few hours later, the results of the lab came back that she had a certain amount of psychosuppressive drugs in her blood.

The woman was surprised, looked at the test report in disbelief and said:

"Impossible! I haven't taken any of these drugs! ”