Aoba Office

The two seemed to have ideological differences.

Wu Ling had no intention of arguing.

The camera moved slightly, perhaps because Wu Ling looked sideways at Ye Qing and Liu Miao.

The woman yawned, "Is there anything else?"

"No more." Wu Ling stood up.

The woman has no intention of sending him off.

In the camera, Liu Miao took the first step and opened the curtain.

The video ends here.

On October 19, 2011, Lai Xiaotian's body was found based on his cellphone location records. Alarm handling.

On October 20, 2011, the investigation was terminated.

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After reading the file, I felt a little uneasy.

The death of a scumbag like Lai Xiaotian is news to Wang Yan and her friends, but it is irrelevant to me.

Although the ability to dream is gone, it is impossible for me to dream about the people involved in this incident, but the "curse" definitely still exists, and I might meet that woman.

I don't think I have the ability to deal with that kind of person.

After thinking about it, I called Wu Ling.

After Wu Ling answered the phone, he listened quietly to me saying the name of the file. She obviously has a good memory, I just said a file name and she remembered it and guessed my question.

"That's Miss Qiao." Wu Ling said.

It seems that Qingye's people have also conducted an investigation into Miss Qiao in addition to the file records.

"Speaking of which, she also has something to do with the devil." Wu Ling added, "Her great-grandfather, or an earlier ancestor, was a missionary from abroad, and later integrated into our country."

"Preacher? How can that be black magic?" I was surprised after hearing this.

"They are not the kind of missionaries from big religions. At the time, they believed in a cult and believed in evil spirits." Wu Ling explained, "They probably encountered siege and suppression abroad, and then they fled to the country and lived incognito. According to me As far as I know, her great-grandfather left some relics from which she started to study black magic. Because of this, you can understand that... she studied traditional black magic. , I heard that she also invented new black magic. I have been dead for many years, and I don’t know what her condition is now.”

Wu Ling spoke of his own death very openly.

"Can she deal with the devil?" I asked excitedly.

"She believes in the existence of demons." Wu Ling corrected, "I have mentioned before that there are different views on the creatures, gods and supernatural circles in ancient legends. Do those creatures really exist, or are they spirits created by human obsession? , people with different opinions have their own opinions. Now, the disappearance of those creatures is regarded as the result of the legend being broken, and it is an evidence that they are all spirits."

"That Miss Qiao believes that those creatures really exist, but doesn't believe in spirits?" I asked again.

"She also believes in spirits. Spirits are spirits, and demons are demons." Wu Ling said, "She has different views on demons, so she may have special solutions. Well... you read this file now... maybe Maybe it’s God’s guidance.”

I think what Wu Ling said is too mysterious.

"Isn't God impersonal?" I asked doubtfully.

"It has no personality, but its arranged destiny always has inertia. It's like a historical necessity." Wu Ling answered my question with a more mysterious statement.

I always suspected that Aoba's people had done something.

Those people who come to me and entrust them, as well as the things I keep encountering now, may be because they have tampered with things.

To say that history is inevitable, there is some truth to it.

Maybe it was my destiny to be killed by supernatural things. Ye Qing gave me all the files. Of course the supernatural things that found me were the ones they had encountered before.

I feel helpless.

"How to contact Miss Qiao?" I asked Wu Ling.

Wu Ling took over the matter. The person suitable for dealing with the paranormal circle is not me, but her.

"So, what about the thin man?" I remembered Wu Ling's original plan.

"The things are ready. The time is about the same. But since you have read the file, I can contact Miss Qiao first to check the situation."

After Wu Ling said this, he hung up the phone.

I was worried about this for two days, and I couldn't help but get distracted when dealing with the property owner.

Fortunately, today's work is tedious and tedious, but there are not many people looking for work.

The property owners of the Six Villages of Workers and Peasants are all eager to leave this unlucky community, and they are still cooperating with our work. The requirements for demolition compensation are not so stringent, and no one wants to be a nail-biter.

Jiang You's side is more troublesome. The community they are responsible for is not as "blessed" as ours. If someone wants to be a lion, they will open their mouths as loudly as possible. If they want to act rogue, they will just howl.

Several other groups also encountered some hob meat more or less, and they desperately wanted to squeeze out more money.

I waited for two days, but I didn't expect that the good news about Wu Ling actually came.

That Miss Qiao was very interested in the devil and decided to go to the devil's lair herself to investigate.

I'm the only one who knows where the devil's lair is. I also saw it in my dream. I am not familiar with the map of the capital, so I can only give you an approximate address and a simplified map.

Wu Ling forwarded the things to Miss Qiao, and then waited again.

At this time, there was no news from Miss Qiao. The demolition office encountered problems first.

I felt like I had been slapped in the face, and I felt relieved that the bomb had finally exploded.

It was Chen Jiahui's children who caused the trouble.

The property owner, Chen Jiahui, is an old man from the Sixth Village of Workers and Peasants, and he used to work in the Third Municipal Steel Plant. His wife died, and he himself suffered from Alzheimer's disease. His eldest daughter, Chen Ronghua, took her home and took care of her. The other three children only came to visit at most. The houses in the Sixth Gongnong Village are rented out, and the rent is entirely paid to Chen Ronghua. This was agreed upon by the other three.

When we found Chen Ronghua before, something was wrong with her. She seemed to want to monopolize the demolition compensation.

Legally, this is impossible.

The property owner is Chen Jiahui, and all rights and obligations belong to Chen Jiahui. He has dementia and has no capacity for civil conduct. To lose this legal right, he needs to go through legal procedures and his close relatives must follow certain procedures to obtain custody. Even if someone gets custody, the property still belongs to Chen Jiahui. After Chen Jiahui's death, this became the inheritance. The four children could not be completely divided equally, and each should receive property of similar value.

This is just like many people who, after their elderly people die, do not rush to transfer the property and continue to live in the house. From a safety and formality perspective, it is of course better to handle the transfer as early as possible. But from the perspective of convenience, there is no need to trade a house, so if you don’t handle it, it won’t be done, so just use it. But if there are many children and the house cannot be big enough for everyone to live together, then the division of the inheritance will be troublesome.

We previously conducted a questionnaire survey and when we voted, Chen Jiahui’s four children were pinched. However, after asking around, it seems that the four brothers and sisters are quite harmonious. Their family situation is very good. They are not short of money and have no house to live in. But among the four families, opinions are not unified.

The house owned by Chen Jiahui only has the names of Chen Jiahui and his wife. This is the same on the birth certificate and the household registration book. In a situation like theirs, their family can't get much compensation. There were too many monks and too little gruel, so they started to pinch each other.

But at that time it was just their own quarrel, and they were still in the process of communication. Now it was time to formally sign a demolition compensation agreement, and Chen Jiahui's four children officially broke up with each other.

Chen Ronghua has submitted an application to the court for custody. After getting it, of course it was Chen Ronghua who came to negotiate the demolition compensation agreement with us.

Chen Ronghua's other three siblings disagreed.

A lawsuit always takes a lot of time.

Chen Ronghua didn't like coming to the demolition office very much, so Chen Ronghua's youngest sister kept running to our place and even occupied Chen Jiahui's house in Gongnong No. 6 Village. Her actions were so fast that people were caught off guard.