Gu Mo's voice was very impulsive and impatient. I was speechless.

This incident should have happened after Gu Mo's disappearance, but Nangong Yao was involved in it.

Gu Mo's tone was very draggy, I didn't speak, he continued: "I absolutely don't care about this matter." You figure it out yourself! ”

"Wait, wait! What the hell is going on? I rushed before Gu Mo hung up the phone and said first.

Gu Mo paused, "That Chen Yihan called before. We are not experts in the database, why do we always pull us to be strong men! ”

I kind of know the origin of Gu Mo's resentment. But isn't this related to Aoba?

"This is an incident you've taken over, right? According to your previous logic, this matter will still involve me. Now ......" Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by Gu Mo.

Gu Mo said loudly: "You're right! It's about you! You have to work hard, do it well! ”

I'm so angry that I want Gu Mo in front of me, and I will definitely smash my phone in his face!

There was a ring on the phone, and Nangong Yao's voice replaced Gu Mo's voice.

"Lynch, I'm sorry, Mushroom is in a bad mood right now." Nangong Yao apologized for Gu Mo.

"What's going on?" I asked stiffly.

Nangong Yao seemed to have walked a few steps, and his voice was also lowered by him, "Director Chen has already sent us the video just now, and the mushroom heard the sound." ”

I perked up, "What the hell is that?" ”

"I don't know."

"Huh?" I was stunned and disappointed.

"I don't know what the specific situation is with that thing, but the sound that the mushroom heard is actually not a ghost." Nangong Yao explained.

"What's that?" I asked, confused.

"He said it was crying, and there were girls' cries and screams coming from Lu Wenshan, a very painful sound, and it didn't belong to one person." Nangong Yao replied.

I couldn't understand for a while, "So, it's a female ghost?" Or is it ...... Did Lu Wenshan kill someone? ”

"It's not the screams of being killed, it's the screams of being violated." Nangong Yao said lightly.

I was completely stunned.

"That's probably why that ghost came to Lu Wenshan." Nangong Yao continued, "However, this is not a good experience for Gu Mo. He's a little unwell right now. ”

I was silent for a while before I said, "You had three clients at the time, and a little girl, right?" ”

"Yes, a girl of four or five years old." Nangong Yao did not hesitate at all.

I hesitated.

If Lu Wenshan was retaliated against by a ghost or some kind of "game"-like thought, then, what about the little girl? What can she do that hurts nature?

So this ghost or thought is a random target to inflict harm?

"How is this going to be solved?" I had a headache.

"Don't worry, there will always be a way." Nangong Yao said lightly.

Probably because I know that Lu Wenshan is not a good thing, I am not so eager now, and I have no sympathy for Lu Wenshan.

After hanging up the phone with Nangong Yao, I saw the message from Chen Xiaoqiu in the group.

A female deceased's body was found in the women's toilet of the subway, and the cause of death can only be known through an autopsy, but the situation at the scene is that the female deceased has a **** body, a large amount ********of body fluids flowing out of the lower body, and her expression is distorted. Chen Xiaoqiu wrote in the message.

That is, one of Aoba's three clients at that time.

Now, I feel like I'm in trouble.

There are already dead people!

The thin man posted a link to share the news below, with the title and small picture shocking: "A female corpse was found in the subway toilet, and witnesses broke the news about the deceased's shocking actions before his death". In addition to what Chen Xiaoqiu said, the news content also came with eyewitness revelations.

He Jingping died in the toilet cubicle, not in full view like Lu Wenshan, but the women who went to the toilet during the period heard her voice in the cubicle, and some people knocked on the door and scolded her, but the sound never stopped. The staff of the subway also came to persuade him, but when he heard He Jingping's voice, he stopped abruptly, and there was no sound at all, and he opened the door and found He Jingping's body that was not cold.

"Two things should have happened at the same time." Chen Xiaoqiu sent a message, "My uncle is looking for that Wang Mei now, and he has to check the situation of the subway." ”

"That's an exaggeration." The thin man grimaced with a frightened expression.

It's really super exaggerated, it's incredible.

It's just that the five of us who have encountered supernatural events feel that this incident is embarrassing and helpless.

"I definitely won't take the subway recently!" The thin man said firmly.

Some thoughts came to my mind.

If He Jingping dies, will I have a chance to use her as the object and enter the dream realm?

But when I thought of He Jingping's death and the imperceptibility of that thing, I flinched a little.

I really feel now that death is not terrible, but how to die.

It's that I don't become a ghost after I die, and the things I did before my life have no meaning for me, and I still have family and friends. How much trouble will they get into my death?

I was thinking so, Guo Yujie had already sent a screenshot to the group.

The power of netizens is truly unpredictable.

The video on the Internet has been deleted, and Lu Wenshan's privacy has been protected in the news, however, Lu Wenshan's situation has been picked up.

Lu Wenshan's life photos were posted, and the PO owner claimed to be Lu Wenshan's old colleague, and also said that Lu Wenshan had an indecent private life when he was in the previous company, and he didn't forget about dating or one-night stands, and he also molested and ****** the company's girls, especially the new interns, and those who were drunk by him and taken to open a room.

Guo Yujie later sent a few more screenshots.

Lu Wenshan's old knowledge is really a lot, and it has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, with Lu Wenshan's black history.

There are some online comments, some are hilarious, and some are sarcastic.

I listened to what Gu Mo and Nangong Yao said, and I felt that these black histories were very likely to be true.

The five of us are all consuming pages on the Internet today, and we are still sharing them in the group. It's actually boring enough.

Seeing that it was not early, we said goodnight to each other again, washed up and went to sleep.

I thought it would be a normal night tonight, but the dream that I hadn't seen for a long time came along.

I saw a crying girl who looked like a high school student, her mouth covered with her hands covered, her body held down, and her clothes ripped off. The body rubbed against the rough ground and was rudely pressed by a few hands. The hands were not large, and they did not appear to be those of a grown man, but of a young man.

The girl's mouth and nose were covered, and her voice and struggle gradually faded.

I heard someone scream and panicked, "Hey, she's not dead, is she?" ”

The boys surrounding the girls all stopped, looking in amazement at the bodies that had lost all their reactions.

The two hands covering the girl's mouth and nose trembled and let go, testing the girl's snort.

"No, it's still angry." One of them said with relief.

"Let's go. I've seen it anyway. That's what a woman's body is all about. The boy who spoke at first muttered quietly.

My body floated up and I saw the whole thing clearly.