"What else would you do? Who else can we find to save Chen Xiaoqiu and Lu Yanning? "I'm helpless.

The thin man had nothing to say.

"If they wanted to harm us, they would have done it a long time ago. Wouldn't it be okay for me to stay alone in the office that day? They also helped us with the kimono. I persuaded.

"I think, why don't we buy some incense paper money today and worship it." The fat man said, "Aren't those horror movies and horror novels all about saying that people become ghosts after they die, is there something they can't let go?" We asked what the people watching Aoba wanted to do, and if they could, we would help, and if they couldn't, we would make good offerings of incense and ask them not to hurt us. ”

This is reasonable, the thin man thought about it, and agreed, and I didn't object.

We didn't tell Guo Yujie and Chen Xiaoqiu about this, and we didn't tell the old leader. We think that the less people know about it, the better, so as not to harm more people.

In the evening, we bought incense, candles, and paper money and went to the office, and the three of us entered the teacher's office like elementary school students, knocking respectfully on the door, asking for instructions, and then unlocking and entering.

It's still so dark and cold in the office.

The thin and fat men kept giving me a look and asking if I had seen anything weird.

I looked at the filing cabinet in my office, and there was nothing out of the ordinary.

We started burning incense.

"A few bosses and masters of Aoba, we don't know what happened to you, now burn some paper money and burn a stick of incense for you, if you have anything to tell us, just tell us in your dreams, we will definitely help if we can help."

"yes, yes, you have something to say."

"Thank you for helping us with that kimono yesterday. I thank you on behalf of the two victims. ”

The thin man and the fat man have words.

The thin man also said that if there was a need, he could spend a lot of money to invite powerful monks to surpass them.

The fat man immediately bumped into the thin man, lowered his voice and said, "Are you crazy?" Tell the devil to ask someone to overtake them? ”

The thin man suddenly grabbed a handful of paper money and threw it into the brazier, "I'm sorry, big brothers and sisters, I'm not sensible, don't mind." ”

I couldn't laugh or cry, so I left them there to think about it and went to the room by myself. Walking through the office and dormitory, into the long hallway, I took a picture with my phone and saw a wall and a painting at the end of the hallway. As the fat man said last time, there is no door here.

The painting is a long, abstract painting, I can't understand what the heavy color blocks are trying to express, staring at it for a while, and slowly reaching out and touching the frame. The frame is nailed to the wall and cannot be moved. I breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that I was indeed wrong last time and took this painting as a door.

"Brother Chi?" The thin man leaned on the doorframe and looked at me, looking around with a red eyebrow.

"It's fine." I replied, "How are you doing?" ”

"It's all burned, and there's not much movement. Do you want to dream? The thin man said solemnly.

"I was dreamed of by one of my aunts before." The fat man is also very serious, "She said that she misses her son, but her son is not filial and has not visited her." I asked my cousin, who hadn't been to visit the grave for two years, and he hurried to do so. ”

"Then let's see if we can dream tonight."

I don't think the people of Aoba would do that. If they really want to say anything to us, they always have the chance. I guess I asked them for help that day.

That night, I slept soundly, and when I got to the office, I saw the thin man and the fat man with black eyes, obviously not sleeping well.

"Did they dream?" I asked.

"Nope." The two shook their heads.

"Then why do you look like this?" I asked again.

"I can't sleep, so I think if they have a dream...... "The thin man snorted, "How do you say they died?" Could it be that you will die a tragic death and then appear in a dream...... Huh-" The skinny man was sick to his stomach.

"I mean, in fact, the person in that room may not be from the office, right?" The fat man had a tired voice, blinking his eyes, trying to keep himself awake.

"You mean, there are other ghosts in the house?" Skinny thriller.

"Maybe it's the ghost who killed Aoba." The fat man yawned.

"Hey, don't say anything scary. What else did we ask them to say yesterday? "The thin man was scared.

"It doesn't matter who they are, anyway, people and ghosts have different paths, and we can't control this matter, so let it go." I patted the thin man on the shoulder.

Guo Yujie came in and saw the faces of the thin man and the fat man, so she asked, "Did you go to hi yesterday?" ”

"yes, very high." The thin man rolled his eyes.

"Hey, by the way, both of them are much better, and they will be discharged from the hospital soon." Guo Yujie announced the good news.

The three of us have mixed feelings. Thanks to the help of others, they should be good ghosts, right?

Two psychiatrists arrived in the morning, one named He Juan and the other Zheng Xinxin. He Juan is a woman in her forties, with fine lines on her face, but she is kind, and her speech is like a spring breeze, which is always just right; Zheng Xinxin is much younger, less than thirty years old, full of vitality, and Guo Yujie hit it off at first sight, and they talked very speculatively.

Uncle Wang's daughter is called Wang Hui, she looks haggard, not much better than a thin man and a fat man, and when she sees us, she first thanked her.

"Thank you so much, thank you to the government, thank you to the demolition and relocation office. I've been worried about my parents for too long, and I can't do anything about it. It was useless for us to persuade ourselves, my dad was so dead-eyed. I wanted to take him to a specialist, but he didn't want to. I've consulted a lot of people, and they all said that they had to meet and talk in detail, like my dad...... Alas......" Wang Hui said with tears in her eyes.

"Ms. Wang, don't worry. I'm a few years older than you, you don't mind calling you Xiaohui, right? He Juan said softly.

"Of course, whatever you want to call it." Wang Hui agreed.

"Xiaohui, we heard a little bit about your father's situation, and I want you to introduce it to us, introduce this matter, and then introduce your father as a person." He Juan was methodical.

"It happened two years ago, my mother went out to buy groceries in the morning, and when she came home, she took a small road, there was no surveillance, and I don't know what happened to her, so she disappeared." Wang Hui's tears fell, "The police have been looking for a long time, my dad was normal at first, just waiting for the results from the police, and then our family also mobilized people to help find it, but it has not been found." The police gave me a thorough explanation, saying that it was more than lucky, and it might be ...... I can't get it back. We also know that if we haven't found it for so long, my mother is probably ......"

Wang Hui sniffed and wiped her tears, "My dad didn't speak at first, and his appetite was not good, I was just worried about my mother when he was him." The police told me that finding someone is not a matter of a few days, especially if no one is found in the first two or three days, and then it is even more difficult. My family is not here, my dad also persuaded me, I went back, came back on the weekend, when I saw my dad, I was almost scared to death, he was skinny, I bought something for him to eat, he suddenly said to me, don't waste money, my mom will buy vegetables and come back to cook later. ”