Aoba Office

Chapter 565 No. 092-Black Mist (1)

Xu Yiqian's death required police investigation, while Dou Xiaowu's ghost temporarily disappeared and no clues could be found at all. Maybe we can only wait for the ghost to commit another crime before we can find a way to catch him.

In this regard, Chen Yihan's mentality is much better than mine. Even Chen Xiaoqiu was not disappointed. Instead, he said calmly that this was the case in some real-life cases. The police do not want any more victims to appear. However, without any clues, new victims and new cases mean that there may be new clues and new opportunities to bring the murderer to justice.

It's a pity for the thin man and the fat man that I missed the opportunity that time and couldn't eliminate the ghost in one go.

Guo Yujie said troubledly: "In this case, you still can't take the subway?"

That ghost has not been eliminated. Taking the subway is indeed risky.

Guo Yujie will probably return to the experience of commuting on the bus.

I thought of my previous dream experience and asked several of them: "Have you ever seen me suddenly fall into a coma before?"

Chen Xiaoqiu was thoughtful. The thin guys don't know the purpose of my asking.

"In my previous dream, I saw myself fainting and being sent to the hospital. That is to say, when I was in the dream, my body should be in a coma at the same time." I tried to explain this situation, "But I have no impression at all. It seems that I have never been sent to the hospital, and no one said anything to me."

The thin ones all shook their heads.

"You need to carefully compare the times in reality when you had several dreams, and who you might have been with," Chen Xiaoqiu said.

This looks like it will be a big project. I find it a little troublesome, but I think this is a key point.

"I know, it's useless, right?" Guo Yujie said.

Knowing this gives me a clearer understanding of my abilities, however, this information seems to have little impact on the abilities themselves.

"What if Brother Qi's dream happened to be when he was driving or crossing the road?" The thin man put forward a hypothesis.

I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

In the previous dream, I just pounced. Although I was not injured, what if I wanted to change the environment, not on the sidewalk, but on a zebra crossing? Or on a small road without zebra crossings or traffic lights... Or maybe I fainted while standing at a window or something...

My heart really started to beat faster and I felt scared.

"Brother Qi, you are really lucky." The thin man said, "It's not unreasonable for the people in Qingye to like you. Just this luck makes you much better than them."

As he said that, the thin man patted my shoulder hard.

"Hey, this is not the time to joke." Guo Yujie said.

The fat man said: "That doesn't matter, right? As long as Brother Qi's soul is still there, changing one thing in the past can save him."

"Your statement is too casual." The thin man disagreed now.

I'm worried.

If I died because of something like this...I would probably be the last person to know the cause of my death. And this way of death is too unlucky.

"Brother Qi can't control whether he dreams or not, right?" Fatty said again.

I feel like my heart is getting heavier. The situation is not getting better, but getting worse. The more I think about it, the more dangerous it becomes.

But the few of us have no good way to solve this matter.

It seems like this is all you can worry about in vain.

"Forget it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge." I laughed dryly.

I don’t even believe this kind of self-consolation.

Now I particularly hope that I will be the kind of single-cell straight-thinking person who will not think deeply at all. That would make you feel better.

The thin man and the others were worried, but like me, they could only comfort each other by saying things that they didn't even believe.

When I got home at night, I couldn't help but ask my parents and sister if I had ever fallen into a coma.

My sister couldn't help complaining: "Ouyang was almost scared to death by you. I asked you to send someone home, but you still caused trouble for my little girl."

I rubbed my sister's head and said, "You little girl, stop talking sarcastically. Is that classmate of yours looking for an excuse to skip class?"

The younger sister coughed dryly and said sternly in the eyes of her parents: "No, she is really uncomfortable. Well...it's a girl's disease! Why do you, a man, ask for such details?"

I ignored my sister's embarrassment and looked at my parents.

My mother was worried: "Did the hospital find something?"

Chen Yihan called me at that time. Neither Ouyang nor the hospital contacted my parents. I didn’t tell them in detail at that time to avoid worrying them. But with Ouyang as one of the parties involved, this matter must not be hidden. I only said that I was too hungry, and suddenly I fainted and knocked my head when I fell down.

My mother has been particularly worried about me being hungry these days.

"No, it feels weird without me. Have I ever been like this before?" I asked pretending to be natural.

Both parents were thinking, and in the end they both shook their heads.

"No." They both said in unison.

In this way, the two of them felt very much like a couple when they acted together, as if they were completely assimilated.

"It must have been an accident." I thought I was lucky. Several dreams did not have any impact on me in reality, nor did they make people around me suspicious.

But I still had an extra layer of worries in my heart. I stayed in my bedroom for a while at night, and suddenly I felt that I couldn't think about it anymore, which would add pressure to myself.

As a human being, you still need to look forward and think in an optimistic direction.

I took out Aoba's file.

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Incident number 092

Event name: Black mist

Client: Cao Andong

Sex: Male

Age: 48

Occupation: Private business owner

Family relations: parents, wife, son

Contact address: No. XXX, Moxiang Street, Minqing City

Contact number: 187XXXXXXXX

process:

On September 2, 2015, the client visited for the first time. Audio file 09220150902.wav.

"Hello, Mr. Cao. What unusual situation did you encounter?"

"That's right, I started to dream recently. I dreamed that I was standing in a dark place, and then something was stuffed into my throat. I couldn't breathe, and I would wake up all of a sudden. When I just woke up, I also felt out of breath and uncomfortable.”

"Have you been to the hospital? You may have a respiratory disease."

"No, no. I've had a checkup, and I'm in good health. There's nothing wrong with me. And I started having this dream after I returned to my hometown. When I came back to Minqing, I started having this dream every night. I woke up with such a fright, and when I went to sleep, I dreamed of this thing again... I thought I was possessed. My hometown was poor and there were many superstitious things. I always said there was something... I would worship in temples. Yes, I asked my master to chant sutras to me, and I made offerings to the Bodhisattva at home, but it was of no use, and it just stayed like this every night."

"Then what happened to you in your hometown?"

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