On March 8, 2006, I went to inspect the cemetery of Cui Shuai, the client’s son. No abnormalities were found.
On March 9, 2006, the client visited. audio file.
"Hello, Mr. Cui. Tea, please."
"Ah, thank you."
"Did you get any news?"
"Yes, yes... I just asked some of my son's friends. I found out that he, he has a girl he likes. He has liked him since high school. He went to the same school in college, and later on when he worked... Their classmates met There is still a connection. Maybe it’s that girl..."
"Need to show them the photo to confirm?"
"Ah, um. Yes... He said you can send it to him online. This is the contact information. Yimeier... is this your name?"
"Yeah. Then let's send him the photo."
Da da da…
"Mr. Cui, did you find out anything else?"
"Ah... I am... that girl. There are not many things about her. I should... um..."
"Has anything happened at your home these past two days?"
"Oh, this..."
"If it's convenient, we hope to install surveillance cameras in your home. In this way, we may be able to capture images of the ghost."
"Surveillance? You mean, the kind of surveillance in a bank?"
"Yes."
"This, is it us..."
"Well, the lives of the two of you will be photographed. However, you also said that he basically does housework in your home, and the other is the recent vandalism. We can install the surveillance system in places like the kitchen, no You and your wife will be photographed.”
"oh… "
"Mr. Cui?"
"Huh? Oh... this..."
"Mr. Cui, what happened on the anniversary of his death?"
"Ah? It's nothing, nothing. Really... I really don't know... We didn't do anything. We just burned paper normally..."
"That's it..."
"It will take a while to contact you via email. We will be responsible for following up over there."
"Oh. Okay. I understand. Then today..."
"Any more questions, Mr. Cui?"
"No. Not anymore."
"Um."
On March 10, 2006, Cui Shuai’s classmate Wei Mingyu was contacted. audio file.
"Hey, I was shocked when Uncle Cui called me. I really didn't expect... Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't doubt you... Well... they are a little older and have lost their children in middle age... Participate During the memorial service, I saw that they were very sad. We have sent them New Year greetings for several Chinese New Years. It was not until this year that their mood became a little better... "
"Yes. Mr. Wei, you said you have never seen the woman in the photo?"
"Yes, I have never met him at all. I really don't know this person. I know that Cui Shuai likes one of our classmates, who was the monitor at that time. She went abroad last year, and now she keeps in touch with some female classmates. She is living well abroad. Okay. I heard Uncle Cui talk about this and thought she had an accident abroad... I really don’t know the girl in that photo. I also asked a few of our classmates and they didn’t recognize her. That photo was not a composite. Right?"
"No. How much do you know about Cui Shuai's family?"
"Huh? This is a very ordinary family... very ordinary... Do you also doubt Uncle Cui and Aunt Cui? I think you are not very old... "
"There is suspicion in this regard. Regarding what happened on the anniversary of Cui Shuai's death last year, Mr. Cui seemed unwilling to say anything more."
"Oh... Maybe they really encountered something. Their mood suddenly improved, and they wanted to adopt a child... They had actually planned to adopt a child for a long time. We heard about it when we paid New Year's greetings. In fact, has Cui Shuai passed away? How long ago, we said this when we visited them. They are older, but not that bad. Moreover, both of them have good jobs and have savings... If they want to raise another child, there should be no problem. There is someone to rely on, and there are people to take care of them when they are old. However, that is what we said casually. To be honest, we are just classmates and friends of Cui Shuai, and there is too little help we can do. We still visit them often, but we have to do it again In a few years... who knows... "
"Well. So, what do you think of Cui Shuai?"
"Well... I don't think so. It's probably not Cui Shuai who has returned to his soul. It's not that I don't believe this. But what Uncle Cui said... Cui Shuai doesn't know how to do housework or anything like that. There's no way he can do these things. And... there are some things that I am not comfortable saying to Uncle Cui and Aunt Cui. We talked about it when we were playing and eating together. Cui Shuai plans to buy a new house after getting married, and the couple will live alone. He To Uncle Cui and Aunt Cui... It's not that I'm not filial, but I'm not filial to that extent. During the memorial service, they looked very sad... When we drank and talked about it later, Cui Shuai was about to die, and the thing he was most reluctant to part with was probably his. Games, he chases stars. He likes those. He also saves money to buy game consoles, plane tickets, and game tickets. However, he is not that perseverant... How should I put it... I think he might go back to watch it. Uncle Cui, Aunt Cui, but it’s impossible to do so many things. If there really is such a thing as a ‘ghost’... um... "
"Okay. Anything else you think might be a clue?"
"Then there's no such thing... Well... I, I don't know, I'm just guessing... Aunt Cui, is it... Is it possible that Aunt Cui's mental side... maybe both of them, that's it, uh... they might do it I learned something and then forgot about it. You should understand, right?"
"You mean, mental illness?"
"Hey, yes, it's just... I think that is more likely, right? If we say these things, they probably won't listen, and we have no position... They asked you to do an investigation... Uncle Cui also said, you suggested pretending Monitoring? In this case... I may be a bit naive when I say this... I hope you will not lie to them, if it is really that they have a mental problem... "
"Of course. The commission we accepted is to handle this matter for them. No matter what the cause or process of this matter is, we will inform them of the truth we have investigated."
"Ah That's good."
On March 10, 2006, I received a call from the client. Phone recording 2.
"Hello, Mr. Cui."
"I...hu...wuwu..."
"Woooo... help..."
"Mr. Cui? Mrs. Cui?"
"Help..."
"I... my wife... I..."
"Mr. Cui, are you at home now?"
"Well, she, she..."
"Ah... ah... it hurts... Lao Cui, Lao Cui... wu wu..."
"We'll rush over now."