Aoba Office

I thought about the worst case scenario, and as soon as I let go of my hand, the door closed.

I immediately ran to the balcony, opened the French door of the balcony, and a gust of cold air hit me directly. Opening the window, the cold wind immediately hit my face. I tried to poke my head out and saw what was going on in the next room.

The curtains in the master bedroom were drawn up, so you couldn't see what was going on inside. Even so, I could tell from the strange creases in the curtain that there was something pressing behind it.

It could only be human.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the window pane and saw my own reflection.

My face looks ugly now, and I can detect this even in the faint reflection from the window glass.

Exhaling, I turned around and walked to the window on the other side.

Looking out from there, you can see the window of the third room, another second bedroom.

The curtains were opened there, but no one was seen.

I returned indoors and when I opened the door, I still felt the resistance behind the door. This time there was less resistance, so I pushed the door open and saw the body lying on the ground.

The room was not filled with people, but there were many corpses lying and lying on their stomachs.

There were no external injuries on their bodies, and there was no blood in the room. Everyone's face was bruised, as if they had died of suffocation.

There was no yin energy left in the room, which made me feel uneasy.

Such a method should be done by ghosts. But there wasn't any negative energy left at the scene, and this was really wrong.

I searched the room and couldn't find any clues.

These people were probably controlled into the room and then killed. No struggle, no resistance.

I remembered the empty room and ran over.

I was the first to take out the ticket.

"Xu Tiancheng..." I stared at the name blankly, feeling like I had heard it somewhere.

Xiao Tianci?

Because of similar names?

After thinking for a long time, I was sure that I didn't know such a person.

I do know that Aunt Xiao Wang has two sons. She is remarried. Her current husband has a son, and she has a son herself.

The eldest son is from my husband's side. A few years ago, the child had to go to elementary school. He moved back here and went to the corresponding school here. They helped take care of the child. The child was eventually admitted to a junior high school elsewhere, and the family moved away.

The youngest son is her biological son. I heard that he originally followed his father. He was away from home when he was a child. Later he went to college and worked, and moved to Minqing, where he had more contact with Aunt Xiao Wang. When Aunt Xiao Wang moved here, her youngest son had been in Minqing, and she could often be heard talking about this son.

I had temporarily forgotten the last names of my two sons.

As I was thinking about this, I heard footsteps.

The person who came in called "Mom", as if he was changing shoes in the entrance hall, and he could be heard muttering in surprise, "Why is the door open, where is the person?".

I walked to the door of the room and faced the visitor face to face.

He was a young man who looked to be in his twenties. He was extremely young and good-looking. He seemed to be wearing makeup and dressing up.

This is definitely not Aunt Xiao Wang’s eldest son whose children are in junior high school.

"Who are you?" the young man asked, frowning, "What's going on? Why did you come out of my room? And, where is my mother? What do you do?"

He asked questions, seemed to have sorted out his thoughts, and immediately regarded me as a thief.

"I live downstairs. Just close the door and come in." I replied simply, looking behind the young man. After just one glance, I looked away, pretending not to see anything, and continued: "My mother asked me to ask Aunt Xiao Wang for something. They said they were going to play cards before, but why are there no people there? Why don't we go out? It’s not closed.”

The young man was suspicious and did not close the door as I said.

But he had already walked in, took off his down jacket, and was wearing a single shirt underneath. You could see the outline of his muscles under the clothes. The clothes were still short-sleeved, and the exposed arms had obvious muscles.

He obviously didn't think that an empty-handed person like me was any threat to him.

When he walked in, the thing behind him also came in, with a look of madness on his face.

Before that thing could reach out, I rushed forward.

The young man was startled and was about to punch me, but suddenly stopped.

My hand successfully grabbed the thing and grabbed the other person's neck.

I didn't use my own abilities, but I saw a black hole opened behind the thing, and countless hands stretched out and grabbed the body of the thing.

Instead of feeling lucky, I felt increasingly heavy-hearted.

"Let me go! Let me go! Ahhhhhhhh--" A shrill scream rang out, and a look of horror appeared on the face of the thing. It was panicked and could only rely on instinct to struggle.

The young man was startled and took a few steps back. As if he saw the situation clearly, his mouth opened wide in shock.

"Go and close the door." I instructed him, but this time he didn't object.

The door closed and the screams only echoed in the room.

This might attract people's attention.

I could only gag the other person's mouth and press her to the ground.

"Xu Tiancheng?" I looked at the young man.

The other person nodded and watched my movements silently.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled out a chair, and sat on the side.

This attitude really surprised me.

"Do you know this person?" I asked again.

"Wen Jing. My college classmate." Xu Tiancheng took a puff of cigarette and answered calmly.

"Did you introduce her to a ghost?" I then asked.

Xu Tiancheng glanced at me and said, "You also watched that video."

The world is such a small place. Maybe it’s not that the world is too small. This was also done deliberately by Ye Qing.

I suddenly felt an enlightenment and asked, "Do you know about Aoba Supernatural Agency?"

"What?" Xu Tiancheng frowned, not pretending to be stupid.

"Have you seen a ghost before? What's the name of the ghost you introduced?" I asked again.

Xu Tiancheng looked at me for a while, "Are you a professional ghost hunter? That foreigner talks about super powers?"

It is also convenient to communicate with such people. I admitted it openly. I didn't want to hide it from him at first.

"Yeah. I saw it once when I was a kid. A female ghost, a beautiful lady." Xu Tiancheng said with a smile, "She was beautiful and gentle. But then she disappeared. Go kill people elsewhere." He said nonchalantly. , raised his eyelids and said, "The supernatural agency you are talking about...has it ever dealt with this matter? That young lady instigated children to draw people on the ground, the kind that draws a white line next to the corpse in police movies. "

When he said this, I was sure.

Aoba has indeed dealt with such a matter.

He should be one of the parties involved and became a tool used by evil spirits.

However, Xu Tiancheng obviously did not take this seriously, "I opened my Yin and Yang eyes at that time and could see ghosts. When I was a child, I didn't understand anything. My mother was going crazy. My father didn't believe this. The two of them quarreled and fought several times, and finally got divorced. When I got older, I came to see my mother. Well, she couldn't control me anymore... What about her? Yet?"