"You..." the intern said in astonishment.
The mansion owner who wanted to kill him, the Taoist priest with blood all over his face, the unusual corpse on the ground, and the two men in front of him who were speaking ambiguous words and talking about very strange things... All the things he experienced today, when combined together, were indescribably exciting and weird.
Jiang Yu had noticed him a long time ago, but didn't take it seriously. Now that he was suddenly interrupted, he glanced away coldly.
His sight slid from the intern's face to the camera in his hand.
"What did you take a picture of?" Jiang Yu's lips were curved, his tone was friendly, and his eyes were cold as ice.
The intern then remembered that the camera in his hand had been on since he took the photo of the corpse. He nervously turned off the camera and hid it behind himself.
"I didn't take any pictures." He began to back away and then ran away.
Jiang Yu raised his hand and Yin energy rushed out, blocking the intern's feet and causing him to trip.
Agui, who was chasing after him, was nearly knocked down by him, but he leaned sideways against the wall and narrowly avoided it.
He immediately picked up the camera on the ground, fiddled with it for a while, and found that it was broken.
Two people walked out of the basement, one of them had a stern face. Although he was standing at the bottom of the stairs, he made him feel superior, oppressed and tense.
Jiang Yu: "Give me the memory card."
Chen Ling glanced at Agui and frowned slightly: "You are already plagued by bad luck. If you get involved in something unclean, you will be in danger of bloodshed."
Agui recognized Chen Ling as one of the young men who entered the Lin family before him on the night of the return of the soul, but what surprised him most was the voice of Chen Ling. He would recognize him even if he turned into ashes!
Without any hesitation, Agui immediately handed the memory card to Jiang Yu.
The person who fell on the stairs immediately got up and reached out to grab it, shouting, "Brother Gui, what are you doing?! This is what my cousin wants!"
Ah Gui ignored him and looked at Chen Ling with burning eyes: "Master, I know you can catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits. Please help me, no, you have to save me."
Chen Ling was confused.
Then Agui remembered that he had not introduced himself yet.
"I used to be a cameraman for the 018 program crew..." Thinking of the crew's rash behavior towards the two people in front of him, he lowered his head in shame.
He clenched his fists tightly, and when the shame passed, he continued, "I secretly filmed the video of the Lin family's Return of the Soul Night. I want to say sorry to you. Of course, I will also apologize to the Lin family in person."
Chen Ling's face looked very bad, but after hearing this, it improved a little, "You say."
Agui breathed a sigh of relief. "On the day of the filming of Return of the Soul, I ran into ghosts twice on my way home. The first time, in particular, I almost drowned in the river. I know that this is all because I was blamed for offending the dead."
"I, I hope the master can help me crack it. It's okay if you don't want to." The series of ghost encounters made him unforgettable for the rest of his life. He couldn't help shivering whenever he thought of it.
But he had brought this misfortune upon himself, so he couldn't blame anyone else. Ah Gui said resignedly, "… After all, it's all my own fault."
Chen Ling felt sympathy for him because he had snatched the memory card and handed it to him. "Will you dare to take pictures again in the future?"
"How dare I?" Agui smiled bitterly. If he could live a stable life, he would go to the temple and burn incense devoutly on the first and fifteenth day of every month.
Chen Ling took the backpack off Jiang Yu, took out a talisman and handed it to him, "Take it."
Agui was stunned and quickly took out his wallet.
Before he took out the money, Chen Ling said, "No money."
A Gui hesitated and said, "How can I do that? How about I give you a small red envelope? But I don't have any red envelope on hand right now, so I have to go out and buy some."
"No need." Chen Ling said, "I have something to ask you. This talisman is just an exchange."
Agui was grateful and said thank you several times sincerely.
Chen Ling waved his hand and said, "Besides the recording of the ghost-seeking night, the mall bathroom, and the contents of this memory card today, does Ling Yi Ba have any other videos?"
Agui thought for a moment and said, "Before the night of the return of the soul, the program team went through many twists and turns to find Li Fang, the place where the second suicide victim committed suicide. They staked out for a whole night, but didn't film anything."
"Tsk, you're really brave." Chen Ling admired him. If he hadn't learned magic from his master, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing even if he had ten times the courage.
Chen Ling: "What is your program team's attitude?"
"The person in charge is named Yao, and he is the founder and investor of the program team." Speaking of the person in charge, Agui sneered.
He pointed at the intern who had turned around and was walking upstairs, preparing to report to the person in charge with his phone, and said, "He followed you all the way here, and he also took the video of you in the bathroom. Mr. Yao's attitude is very clear. He wants to dig up more things as a gimmick to increase business traffic."
"It's said on the Internet that Zero One Eight is dedicated to explaining superstition with science." Chen Ling asked in confusion, "But the things you filmed don't seem to be able to be explained by science."
"I'm not sure how Mr. Yao wants to deploy it specifically, but it all comes down to money. Besides, I tried to persuade him after I encountered the ghost, but he didn't listen and even secretly recorded the conversation!" This incident was very stimulating to Agui.
"He refuses to repent." Chen Ling originally planned that if the other party was willing to repent, he could still save him, but since the other party felt that money was more important than morality, he would just leave everything to fate.
If fate gives him a way to live, it is God's magnanimity. If fate wants him to die, it is the retribution he deserves.
Having asked all the questions that needed to be asked, Chen Ling put the memory card in his hand into his bag and turned to look at Jiang Yu: "Let's go, we have to go back and ask Li Hongyu to find someone to deal with the aftermath."
The master has left, and there is no point in staying here. What's more, the basement is dark and eerie. He just glanced at it accidentally and saw that there seemed to be a corpse lying on the ground inside.
Agui shuddered and followed Chen Ling and the other man closely.
Chen Ling returned upstairs and found Mr. Wang lying on the ground with his hands tied behind his back. Mrs. Wang was nowhere to be seen.
After a moment's thought, he turned and went upstairs to the master bedroom. He pulled a hair from the comb on Mrs. Wang's dressing table and wrapped it in toilet paper.
When he went downstairs again, the intern had come back from the phone call. There was a big bump on his forehead, his clothes were messy, and there was a little blood on them that he had rubbed off on the stairs.
"Do you have the memory card?" he asked directly, with a somewhat contemptuous attitude. "My cousin said that if you return the memory card to us, he will give you some monetary compensation."
Chen Ling: "No, no negotiation."
The intern was silenced, and before he could say anything else, the young man had already walked past him and towards the living room.
The feeling of being ignored in person is like being slapped in the face. It doesn't hurt, but the humiliation is the same.
The intern chased after him and stretched out his hand to grab Chen Ling's arm, but his hand was cut off by another powerful hand.
Severe pain spread along the bones of his arm. After gritting his teeth and enduring it for a while, he cried out in pain and begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong. It hurts, it hurts. Can you please let go of my hand first?"
Jiang Yu loosened his hand, pulled Chen Ling towards him, and used his body to completely separate him from the intern.
Chen Ling lowered his eyes to look at the hand on his shoulder, smiled, then tightened his lips and looked at the intern with a warning: "I told you, there's no room for negotiation. Also, you'd better keep your distance from your cousin."
The intern was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shuddered, probably trying to hide his inner fear. After the people left, he whispered to himself, "They must be exaggerating."
Chen Ling and Jiang Yu walked to the door of Wang's villa and called Li Hongyu.
After a while, people came out of the Jiang family's villa.
Li Hongyu approached and saw the pinch marks on Chen Ling's neck at a glance, "What happened?"
"Nothing." Chen Ling was actually a little scared. Wang Kaiyue's soul suddenly appeared and caught him off guard.
If Jiang Yu hadn't intervened, he might have really been strangled to death.
Avoiding this topic, Chen Ling asked: "Have you notified the Special Investigation Department? The body is still in the basement. The evil person ran away, but he won't live long. In addition, Mr. Wang is still in the villa, and Mrs. Wang is missing. However, I found a strand of her hair."
Don't underestimate a tiny strand of hair. Combined with Mrs. Wang's birth date, you can easily locate her.
Li Hongyu put away the paper ball wrapped around his hair and asked what happened.
Chen Ling knew that he had to write a case report, so he left out the matter of the memory card and described everything else in detail.
Li Hongyu recorded the audio with his mobile phone and sent it to Senior Brother Fat, asking him to write it down and then submit it to his superiors.
"Someone's dead, someone's in a car accident!" A cry of surprise came from outside.
Chen Ling's eyelids twitched, and he wondered if something had happened to the evildoer.
After exchanging a glance with Li Hongyu, the two of them ran towards the gate of the villa area together tacitly.
Before running away, he did not forget to throw the backpack on his shoulder to Jiang Yu, asking him to help him take it back to Jiang's house and report his safety.
A red supercar was parked on the side of the road, and not far away in the middle of the road, an evil man was covered in bruises, his life or death unknown.
The car owner panicked and nervously grabbed the security guard on duty at the villa area and said, "Security brother, you saw it. The pedestrian light was green and I was driving normally. Suddenly, the man jumped out and I didn't have time to brake! You have to testify for me!"
The security guard was very familiar with the residents entering and leaving the community. He retracted his gaze from Xie Dao and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu. I was not the only one who saw that. The surveillance camera also captured it. If the traffic police ask, I will answer truthfully."
Even after getting the assurance, the car owner still couldn't calm down.
He looked towards the road in horror. The man in the Taoist robe was covered in blood and looked seriously injured. His eyeballs were still rolling under his closed eyelids.
“He’s not dead… He’s not dead yet…!” The car owner exclaimed a few times, and at the security guard’s reminder, he called the emergency number.
Xiedao was in severe pain all over his body and his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, but this did not affect his perception of the pain.
When he was hit by the car, his internal organs were shattered. No, his internal organs were definitely broken. He could clearly taste the blood rising from his stomach.
Xiedao wanted to call for help and wanted to stand up and go to the hospital, but he couldn't open his eyes.
There was no car on the road when I came out of the villa, so why was I hit by a car? !
It seemed as if God heard his question, and his chaotic brain suddenly opened up and he found the answer—
A ghost is covering my eyes! It’s a ghost covering my eyes!
“Look!”
There were a few more people watching at the entrance of the villa area. A brave middle-aged man who was staring at them without blinking suddenly made an unexpected discovery.
Xiedao's body suddenly bounced a few times, and it seemed like something was moving under his skin, and it looked like it would break out of the skin at any time.
Li Hongyu frowned, "What's going on?"
"It's sin." The sins that were once committed by the evildoer took advantage of the moment when he was seriously injured and his yang energy was weakened to invade him.
Just like Zhu Peng who killed his wife, these sins will stir back and forth in his body, torturing him and making his life worse than death.
The difference is that Zhu Peng escaped the disaster because they arrived in time, but now this man is not so lucky.
Chen Ling watched coldly and saw that the things swimming under the skin stretched Xiedao's skin to be almost transparent, and then it broke and blood gushed out.
One, two, three... More and more wounds appeared on Xiedao's body.
The people around were so scared that they screamed and retreated together. Some even ran to the green belt near the gate and vomited while holding onto tree trunks.
Xiedao's body was riddled with holes by the multiplied evil force, until his heart was pierced by sin, and he was finally freed from the torture that was worse than death.
The moment he completely lost consciousness, he heard the sound of chains and saw a shadow walking towards him.
This means that death is not an end for him, but a beginning.
When he arrives in the underworld, his merits and demerits will be counted and he will be faced with even more severe punishment.
Chen Ling also heard the sound of chains. He looked up and saw the Yinchai stopped in front of the evil path. Not far away, another Yinchai was holding Wang Kaiyue and waiting quietly.
The ghost felt the gaze of a living person, looked up, was stunned for a moment, and then nodded politely.
Chen Ling also nodded. After watching the ghost disappear, he asked Li Hongyu, "When will the special investigation department arrive?"
"Almost." Li Hongyu looked at his face, "Who were you smiling at just now?"
"A strange guy." A trace of doubt flashed through Chen Ling's mind.
Like Li Hongyu and Wu Weiwei, he was not born with the ability to see ghosts and goblins. If the evil spirit refused to show up, he would not be able to see the other party at all.
But what's going on now? You can see the Yinchai anywhere.
Not only that, he just saw the underworld officer pull the evil spirit out of his body and pierce his shoulders with a chain.
Could it be because his relationship with his ancestor, who is the Yin God, is getting closer and closer
Chen Ling decided to observe further.
After returning to the Jiang family, Chen Ling asked Jiang Shengxing to borrow a computer, and then dragged Wu Weiwei up.
Wu Weiwei followed happily, every cell in his body was boiling with excitement.
After Chen Ling ran away, Jiang Yu was the only person who knew the truth. Just seeing that cold face was enough to terrify him, not to mention gossiping about what had happened.
Now that Chen Ling is back, he asked as he walked: "Brother Chen, what happened to you at the Jiang family?"
Chen Ling didn't want to repeat the story again, "You go find Li Hongyu later, he has recorded the details of the case."
Wu Weiwei nodded hurriedly, feeling as uncomfortable as a cat in his heart. He really wanted to know!
Jiang Shengxing, who was walking in front and leading the way, was also very curious, but he didn't dare to ask, and it was not convenient for him to ask.
Although Chen Ling might be older than him in the future, he was still a young man in his early twenties. It would be embarrassing for him, a fifty-year-old man, to ask a child for a story.
Thinking of the bruise on the young man's neck, he became a little worried again. When he opened the study door, he turned around and asked, "Mr. Chen, is the injury on your neck serious? How about I call the family doctor to take a look at you?"
Ordinary doctors cannot treat wounds caused by ghosts.
Chen Ling shook his head: "Thank you, no need, it will be fine in a few days."
"Well, if you need anything, please tell me." Jiang Shengxing moved his lips, thought it over again and again, and said what was in his heart, "After all, we are all family."
Chen Ling didn't think much about it and smiled at Jiang Shengxing, "I understand."
Jiang Shengxing thought he had tacitly acknowledged the relationship between him and Jiang Yu, and was greatly shocked. He continued to pretend to be calm on the surface, "The computer is on the table. I won't bother you without the password."
The study door was closed tightly and locked quietly.
Wu Weiwei and his brother Chen lay down in front of the desk in the study, staring blankly at each other inserting the memory card into the computer, "Brother Chen, where did this card come from?"
"I stole it from a secret reporter." Chen Ling operated the computer skillfully and found the video folder.
There are quite a few files in the folder, without names, only the system default dates.
Chen Ling dragged the scroll bar to the end and found the most recently filmed video. After clicking it, the camera was a little shaky, and then there was a shot of Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang staying in the kitchen together, preparing offerings for the ghost marriage ceremony.
The couple has a harmonious relationship, one is responsible for washing things and the other is responsible for cutting.
If the content of the discussion was not too vicious, anyone who saw it would think that this scene was a peaceful and tranquil one.
After Wu Weiwei heard the whole story, he was so angry that he yelled "Fuck!" "These two beasts! They killed two lives, and they even had the nerve to say that this is a blessing for other people! I curse them to enjoy such a blessing every day!"
Chen Ling glanced at him and said, "Keep your voice down."
Wu Weiwei couldn't calm down, "Brother Chen, aren't you angry? They talked about you like that."
"I'm not angry." Chen Ling downloaded an editing tool and was editing the video. "The Special Investigation Department will punish them anyway."
Wu Weiwei frowned, "I don't know how their special investigation department will deal with these two people."
"This is not something we can worry about." Chen Ling cut out the part about him and Jiang Yu in the video. He wanted to delete it but was reluctant to do so. After all, this was the first time the two of them appeared in the same frame.
Oh, that short silent performance without dialogue doesn’t count.
After all, it's nothing compared to a conversation that's like an invisible proposal.
Jiang Yu seemed to have heard his thoughts downstairs and suddenly went upstairs and into the study.
As soon as he arrived, Wu Weiwei automatically gave up his seat and moved pitifully to the other side.
Jiang Yu is an old antique. He can operate a simple computer, but he is a complete novice when it comes to video editing.
He did not feel embarrassed and directly stated his wish: "Save this clip and send it to me."
Chen Ling said "oh" with a calm expression on his face, but his fingers holding the mouse were trembling.
He glanced at Wu Weiwei guiltily and found that the older brother was daydreaming, so he hurriedly seized the opportunity to speed up the operation.
After finishing the work, Chen Ling deleted the same frame temporarily saved on the desktop, then turned off the computer and pulled Jiang Yu out of the study.
When I was halfway down the stairs, someone from the Special Investigation Department arrived.
After they dragged Mr. Wang out of the villa and put him in the car, Chen Ling called out to the man who was about to get in the car and leave: "Li Hongyu, I forgot to give you this."
Raise your hand and throw it.
Li Hongyu caught it in the air and looked at it for a few seconds: "Memory card?"
"Well," Chen Ling explained, "the contents might be able to convict Mr. and Mrs. Wang."
Xie Dao is dead, and no one can confront Mr. and Mrs. Wang. It would be best if there is more direct evidence to prevent the two from denying it until death.
Li Hongyu raised the things in his hand: "Thank you."
Wu Weiwei jumped out and shouted at the top of his voice: "Give me a copy of Brother Chen's recording!"
Li Hongyu glanced at him, said nothing, and turned to get in the car.
"Does he agree or not?" Wu Weiwei stared at the back of the car and turned back to ask Chen Ling.
Chen Ling shrugged, "You'll know when the time comes."
Wu Weiwei was afraid that Li Hongyu would not agree, so he lowered his head and started bombarding him with text messages. After only three messages, a recording file was sent to him.
He held the phone in his hand and smiled as if he had found a treasure, then pulled out the earphones from his pocket and put them on.
Chen Ling's narration was very concise, but this did not affect the dangerous nature of the plot. Wu Weiwei listened attentively and exclaimed repeatedly: "This is so exciting, Brother Chen."
Chen Ling sneered: "Then next time you encounter a case, will you solve it by yourself?"
Wu Weiwei shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no, you are more powerful, you take the lead, I'll just be your follower."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
"I'm afraid that after a while, my job as an assistant will be in jeopardy." Wu Weiwei was a little upset and muttered, "If only I hadn't asked Brother Jiang to deliver the bag to you..."
You can stay and watch the game.
Chen Ling argued in his mind that the old man was more useful, and he even kissed him.
Oh, don’t mention it, the old ancestor’s face is always tense, but when you really touch his lips, you will know that they are very soft.
Chen Ling was a little savoring, but he said seriously: "Then you should be more resolute next time and don't let him run errands for you."
Wu Weiwei nodded vigorously, "Sure."
The problem was solved, and Chen Ling felt relieved. He was in such a good mood that he could even ignore the pain in his neck.
However, Zero One Eight, which had just tasted the sweetness of traffic, is now shrouded in thick dark clouds.
In the large office of the column group, everyone stayed in their own cubicle, burying their heads. Those who had work did their work, and those who didn't have work pretended to work.
The person in charge was furious when he saw the intern returning empty-handed.
"Do you know that I have already revealed the gimmick on Weibo? What do you want me to post now?"
"Cousin, I've already told you on the phone that the boy is stubborn and won't take any threats. You can't blame me entirely. If you want to blame someone, blame him for not knowing what's good for him..." The intern excused himself.
The person in charge was so angry that he sneered repeatedly. The missing piece of skin on his face made his skin color look very uneven, like a large white spot.
Seeing the person opposite him staring at his face, he became even angrier, and he slapped him in the face: "What the hell are you staring at! I tell you, no matter what, you have to steal the memory card back to me!"
The intern covered his face and dared not say a word: "I know."
Person in charge: “Get lost!”
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect or because of the sweat stinging, but the area where the skin was torn off is a little itchy.
He scratched his hands a few times in annoyance, picked up his coat, stood up and left the office.
The office was silent, everyone was at their seats, no one was slacking off, but he was just angry and deliberately wanted to vent his anger on others.
"Everyone stay and work overtime tonight!"
The people below were angry but dared not say anything, except one who suddenly said, "Boss, Xiaojia has left first."
The person in charge asked sharply: "How long has he been gone?"
"I just walked for less than three minutes. I may have just exited the elevator and reached the underground parking lot."
The person in charge turned around and left with a gloomy face.
As soon as he entered the elevator, the employee who was said to have left returned to the office. Everyone stared at him in surprise. He explained embarrassedly: "I thought that Mr. Yao was in a bad mood recently, so I decided not to skip work to avoid being criticized."
Seeing that no one was in the office, he randomly asked a colleague, "Where is Mr. Yao?"
"It's time to get off work." The colleague said, "By the way, I'll be working overtime tonight."
After the person in charge entered the elevator, he pressed the down button hard and did not withdraw his hand until the elevator door closed.
Wealth, fame and fortune are right in front of you, within your reach, and you are asked to give them away now... The answer is only three words: impossible.
With a ding, the elevator door opened.
He walked out quickly and went to his car, but strangely, no matter how many times he pressed the remote key, it didn't work.
He made an irritable "tsk" sound, took out his car keys and opened the door manually. Just as he sat in, a man rushed over and squeezed into the passenger seat.
The intern came back and said, "Cousin, if you let me steal something, you should at least give me some benefits."
The person in charge sneered: "You haven't completed the task assigned to you, and you still have the nerve to ask for benefits? You are really shameless."
The intern ignored the advice and stared at the person in charge with a shameless face.
The person in charge was annoyed by being stared at. After a while, he lowered his head, took out a wad of money from his bag, and threw it in the intern's face, "Take it and get out of here."
The intern chuckled a few times, put the money in his pocket and opened the car door.
He put one foot on the ground, but before he could step firmly, something stretched out from under the car and grabbed his foot.
Then she slowly climbed up his body along his calf.
Seeing that the intern's body was like cement, unable to move, and even his hair was showing a strange look, the person in charge looked over impatiently, "Why don't you..."
The last word of the question was not uttered, as it was blocked by the horrifying scene.
He saw a pale, cold hand pass through the intern's armpit from front to back and hug him tightly.
The top of his black hair slowly emerged from below his shoulder line.
The person in charge's pupils almost shrank into a point. The emotion of fear, or something even more terrifying, grabbed hold of his throat, tongue, and limbs, causing him to open his mouth in vain, unable to make a sound, let alone move and escape.
Those employees who were supposed to get off work at this time are now all working overtime upstairs because of the sudden overtime notice. No one would pass by the parking lot at this time to save the leader who is facing the ghost at close range.
The person in charge could only watch helplessly as the head with loose black hair quietly leaned on his cousin's shoulder, showing him a greedy and malicious smile...