"Kill...... Kill...... Kill ...... Kill them all......"

"Goo! Good! You help me get rid of these ghosts. ”

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Squeak –

Sting!

Whoa! Woohoo!

"Whoaaa

"Kill you! Kill you all! ”

"It's coming! They're coming! Your Excellency, you ......."

"What's the hurry?"

"Ahh It's coming! Adult ......"

Burst!

"Hmm! Wow! Help me! Help me! ”

"I just promised you to destroy these ghosts, but I didn't promise when to destroy them, did I?"

"What? You ......"

"Kill you, kill you! Hahaha! ”

"Wow! Yes! Stop it! You devil! Help me! Ahh Please! ”

"Demons? Hehe. ”

Burst! Boom! Goo Goo ......

"Ho...... Not...... You're really ......."

Boom!

"Ahh Kill you! ”

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

"Ahhhhh

Whew-

Syllable!

……

"Chief, it's all ...... Wiped out? ”

"Hmm."

"There are 19 of them. This blind man is really bold. ”

"Boss, are you alright?"

"It's fine. It's just a little tired. ”

"Oh. The boss was so handsome just now! ”

"Less nonsense. We need to clean up here and leave no trace of us. ”

At 1:10 a.m. on June 30, 2002, I arrived at No. 381 Longbei Road Station and did not encounter Yang Yixin's ghost.

At 1:10 a.m. on July 1, 2002, I arrived at Longbei Road Station on Route 381 and did not encounter Yang Yixin's ghost.

At 1:10 a.m. on July 2, 2002, I arrived at No. 381 Longxi North Road Station, but did not encounter Yang Yixin's ghost.

On 3 July 2002, the investigation was closed.

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I went through another copy of Aoba's file, and when I took off my headphones, my head was still buzzing.

The situation when the blind Kang man died was very chaotic and terrifying, Aoba didn't know what voice recorder to use, the sound sounded like the sound effects of a movie, it was too clear, and people could easily imagine the tragic scene of the blind Kang being dismembered by more than a dozen evil ghosts.

I rubbed my ears, took a sip of tea, and listened to the sound of keyboard tapping in the office, and the pent-up feeling slowly dissipated.

It's been a week since Uncle Wang's incident.

Uncle Wang's death was characterized by the police as "sudden death", and as for the abnormal decomposition of the body, it was blamed on "some factor that cannot be identified by existing science". As soon as this incident hit the news this morning, the Internet exploded, various conspiracy theories emerged one after another, countless Internet jokes emerged one after another, and "some factor that cannot be identified by existing science" climbed to the bottom of the hot search list in just half a day.

Those of us in the know kept silent about it. Isn't it "some factor that existing science can't identify", is it all of us to hell? Wang Hui, Director Mao, and the residents of the six villages of workers and peasants have all seen ghosts for two whole years? Compared with this truth, it is still the "unascertained factor" that is more acceptable.

This week, the trio of Thin Man, Fat Man and Chen Xiaoqiu didn't check on Ye Qing and Liu Miao of Qingye very much. Now that they are dead, it is only natural that the demolition office will target the real owner of the house. Chen Xiaoqiu took out the old materials of the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau for research. Guo Yujie wanted to help, but when she saw the traditional Chinese characters full of half-text and half-white, and there were many old materials with no punctuation and blurred handwriting, she retreated. The thin man and the fat man also had no choice but to take those old materials, so they looked for the files of the No. 3 Municipal Iron and Steel Plant and several other factories separated from the Gyeongju Manufacturing Bureau, contacted the old workers, and asked them if they had any impressions of the four residents on the sixth floor of Building No. 6. The latter job, in fact, they asked by the way when they inquired about Aoba, and they have not been fruitful.

I guess it's still a formality, and when it comes to demolition, post an announcement to finish.

"Lynch, I want to take a day off tomorrow." Chen Xiaoqiu said to me.

"Oh? What is false? "I wondered.

"Personal leave. Tomorrow the drama will be performed. Chen Xiaoqiu replied.

The other three were curious.

"Is it the drama academy one? Didn't your cousin say she wouldn't act? ”

"It's already rehearsed, how can you not act?" Chen Xiaoqiu shook her head, disagreeing with her Lan Lan cousin's approach.

"And what about your costume?" The thin man asked.

"The drama club asked someone to make a new kimono."

Chen Xiaoqiu has no shadow on this, but Ma Yibing from the drama club probably left a psychological wound, and he didn't have to buy it, but asked someone to do it.

"Can we go and see it?" Guo Yujie was full of interest.

Chen Xiaoqiu politely refused: "It's a performance on campus, so you shouldn't be able to invite people from outside the school to watch it." ”

Guo Yujie was a little disappointed.

"It's fine. How can the performance of a club in a university be so strictly controlled? The thin man pulled out his phone, "I'll talk to the kid surnamed Ma." ”

I was speechless.

Is this thin man going to carry out the hooligan style to the end?

The thin man talked to Ma Yibing on the phone aggressively, and there were many threats in his words. "That's it!" The thin man hung up the phone and said "OK" to us, "We're going to see your show tomorrow." ”

Guo Yujie cheered.

Chen Xiaoqiu nodded in welcome.

The next day, Chen Xiaoqiu took leave and didn't come to work, and the four of us were absent-minded at work, so when we arrived at the point, we quickly packed up our things and went to the Drama Academy.

"Big Family" is scheduled to run at 8 p.m. and lasts about an hour and a half.

The four of us had a casual meal near the drama school and strolled to the theater.

The thin man and the fat man pointed at the female students of the drama academy all the way, Guo Yujie couldn't bear it, and shook a fist the size of a meat bun at the two people, these two people became well-behaved babies in seconds, did not squint when walking, and pretended to talk about drama art.

I snickered.

The theater inside the Drama Academy has a nice name, Ma Yibing told the thin man, and the thin man didn't remember it, but he wrote down the route. After walking around for a while, the thin man pointed ahead.

"That's it, that Shakespeare's sculpture."

"That's Shakespeare?" Guo Yujie was skeptical.

"It's not a masterpiece, don't be so demanding." The fat man gave reason for the sculpture with a blurred face, "Aren't Aristotle and Socrates from our school also strange-looking?" ”

"The weirdest ones are Han Feizi and Shang Ying." I interjected, "One looks like the old principal, and the other looks like the old secretary." ”

All four of us alumni laughed.

This joke is also a classic of our university, and every freshman will accept this inheritance.

When we arrived at the theater, we found that the theater of 1,000 people was already full. We arrived late, sat down in the last row, and it didn't take long for the play to begin.

The lights went out in the theater first, spotlights shone on the curtain, and the audience turned on soft lights. The burgundy curtain slowly opened, and the exquisite stage set appeared in front of the audience.

I was waiting for the first actor to come on the stage, only to hear a "bang", and something fell from directly above the stage and dangled in mid-air.

Isn't it an ethics drama? And such a "surprise"?

As soon as I had such an idea, I suddenly heard screams in the front row, and someone rushed onto the stage, shouting desperately.

Now, I can see the shaking thing clearly.

It was a girl, hung above the stage like a rag doll, tilting her head, not the slightest bit angry.