No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"If this continues, I don't know how many people will die. We must hurry up and invite a master to clean up this dirty thing that has killed several people!"

"I do know one. The last time my cousin's son was haunted by a ghost, I asked that person to solve it. It was very effective. It should be able...to get rid of this dirty thing, right?"

"These masters are proficient in cheating and swindling. As for catching ghosts, let's pull them down. It's a pity that Mr. Su, an enthusiastic citizen in Longge's live broadcast room, is not only elusive, but also has a mosaic on his head. He doesn't know him at all. Whoever it is, I can't find him, otherwise if I invite this Jiangcheng ghost over here, I will definitely be able to wipe out this harmful filth!"

Su Che: "?"

She never expected that on the way to find the ghost of the wedding dress, she would meet the audience in Long Wenhua's live broadcast room. Su Che quickly took off his signature big backpack from his shoulder and carried it in his hand to avoid being recognized.

"President, you are famous!" It was Fatty Qian's voice.

Kuang Cheng also immediately echoed, "Not to mention, when you and Brother Long solve supernatural events together, President, the program is very effective and makes people want to stop."

But Tang Xun and Jiang Gang were full of question marks.

Good guy, is there a live broadcast for eliminating ghosts these days?

And Brother Long...why does this name sound...familiar?

Jiang Gang couldn't help but think of the news that something happened again at the Daliuwan Haunted House in the southern suburbs a few days ago. The anchor who broke the rules in the live broadcast in the Daliuwan Haunted House in the southern suburbs seemed... also surnamed Long... . coming?

Chapter 603 Mingyun Apartment Building [-] [-]

【File number: SQ-2019-0226-A】

[Murder Incident of Death Train in Shuangqing City, Dongjiang Province ((Code Name: Death Train without End))]

[Hazard Level: A (Destruction Level)]

【Whether it can be eliminated: No】

【Can it be controlled: No】

[Priority: Very High]

[Details: At 2019:2 on the evening of February 26, 22, I received a report from Qiu ▇▇, the purser of train No. Arrived at an old-fashioned green leather train. After contacting the dispatch center to confirm, there is no such train on this route. ▇▇▇▇Train contacted this train by radio and received no response.

At 21:43 p.m., according to the arrangement of the dispatch center, the ▇▇▇▇ train was allowed to stop on the established track to avoid.

At 21:45 p.m., Qiu ▇▇, the purser, reported that the ▇▇▇▇ train was out of control and could not be stopped.

At 21:47 p.m., a train ▇▇▇▇ was seen on the Shuangqing section of the Qinghai Railway. There was no old-fashioned green train 20 meters in front of the railway section. Five Offices (Codename: Night Watchman).

The following files were compiled and held by the Fifth Division of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service (codename: Night Watchman):

At 21:56 p.m., Yin ▇▇, the captain of the second detachment of Jiangguoan Special Qin Division [-], led a team to the Shuangqing section of the Qinghai Railway to investigate the supernatural incident of the death train.

At 22:9 p.m., Yin ▇▇ successfully intercepted the train ▇▇▇▇ at the ▇▇▇▇▇ station in Shuangqing City. A total of 327 crew members and passengers on board disappeared mysteriously.

At 22:18 p.m., Yin ▇▇ found a train ticket under seat No. 12 in compartment 43 of train ▇▇▇▇. On the ticket, the words "starting station" and "terminal station" were all covered with black paint. Apply occlusion, only the departure time and car seat number can be seen. (File Appendix 1: Ticket Photo.JPG)

At 22:23 p.m., train ▇▇▇▇ stopped by Yin▇▇ lost its entity, ghost gas reaction level: 9, degree of harm: high.

At 22:26 p.m., for in-depth investigation, Yin ▇▇ entered the lost train ▇▇▇▇ at the scheduled departure time of the ticket.

At 22:27 p.m., Yin ▇▇ lost contact.

At 23:27 p.m., Yin ▇▇ lost contact.

At 27:0 on the 27th, Yin lost contact.

......

At 27:8 on the 27th, Yin lost contact.

......

At 27:20 on the 27th, Yin lost contact.

At 27:22 on the 27th, the Qinghai Railway Dispatching Center reported that the train ▇▇▇▇ appeared on the Haicheng section 24 hours after it disappeared. There were 327 train staff and passengers on board, 7 people were killed and 25 people were injured. ▇ Lost contact.

At 28:22 on the 27th, Yin lost contact.

......

At 7:26 on July 22, Yin ▇▇ lost contact, confirmed that he died in the line of duty, and the file was frozen. (Note: The keywords of the newly created archives meet the requirements of Qinghai Railway, old-fashioned green trains, special trains of death, and tickets whose departure and destination stations have been erased. When one of the four is selected, the archive will be restarted.)]

【Control measures: none】

【档案附录1：车票照片.JPG（死亡专列车票，发车时间为：2019年2月26号22时26分发车；车厢座次为：4车厢14座；起始站及终点站皆被黑色颜料涂抹遮挡；车票北面留有‘欢迎乘坐死亡专列，此专列没有终点！’字迹）】

[File appendix 2: Guitou Yin ▇▇ (formerly the leader of the second detachment of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service Division 2019, died in the death train murder incident in Shuangqing City, Dongjiang Province (code name: death train without end). File number: SQ-0226 -37-A, viewing this entry requires level [-] clearance)]

【档案附录3：伤亡者名单及审讯记录（2019229-A.mp4、2019229-B.mp4、2019229-C.mp4）】

[File Appendix 4: Death Train (Viewing this entry requires level 37 authority)]

Putting down the file in his hand, Chai Qian only felt the blood vessels on his temples throbbing.

As a member of the Second Detachment of the Fifth Department of Dongjiang Guoan Special Service, whether it is dealing with the increasing occurrence of supernatural events today, or re-examining the files of supernatural events that could not be solved before, he always has a kind of mental tension that is about to burst his blood vessels. a feeling of.

"Captain Zhang, did Ou Biao die today?" Chai Qian asked suddenly.

The next person who answered Chai Qian's question was Zhang Changhai, the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Nanhu District, Shuangqing City. His face was heavily wrinkled, and his eyes were slightly tired, but there was a murderous look that seemed to be there. It was a stare. A ruthless character who can make a thief tell the story of his third-grade elementary school peeking at a widow in a neighboring village taking a bath like a bamboo tube.

But his tone at this time revealed a strong sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart, "From the day when Cai Xiaojie's fall from a building brought Ou Biao to the bureau to make a record in April, until today, after more than four months, Ou Biao Biu made more noise every time, and this time it was really impossible to save him, the height of the bed board was only a few millimeters, he fell, as if he had fallen from dozens of stories of buildings, and he was smashed to pieces in front of everyone.”

"Oh..." Chai Qian sighed deeply, and asked again, "How many similar incidents of falling from buildings have occurred in the city in the past four months?"

"12 cases." Zhang Changhai's face was equally ugly, he thought for a moment and then added, "The death toll in our statistics has expanded to nearly 30 people, and similar falling incidents are showing a trend of increasing frequency. "

"To be honest, this trend already means that it is on the way out of control. If we can't catch it... the death toll may explode in a few months. What will be said at that time? It's too late, is it true that the comrades from Guoan can't find any manpower?"

Chai Qian shook his head, "Hungry Ghost Festival will be coming soon. Terrible things will happen during this year's Ghost Festival. Almost all of our manpower has been dispatched. There is no way to support us in the short term. Now we want to deal with it." The incident of the wedding dress killing can only depend on me and you."

"However, the incidents of falling from buildings have become more and more frequent in the past few months. It is not entirely a bad thing. At least I can try to find it now... Where is it hidden!" Chai Qian changed the subject and looked directly at Zhang Changhai said with murderous eyes, "I'm not too sure, after all, this thing is very unstable."

Before Zhang Changhai could reply, Chai Qian stretched out his right hand, opened his sleeve, and presented a carbon pencil that seemed to grow in the flesh and blood of his arm in Zhang Changhai's sight.

In an instant, a gloomy atmosphere filled the small room, and Chai Qian's entire forehead was covered with a black cloud, as thick as ink.

"Map." Chai Qian said to Zhang Changhai through gritted teeth as if enduring intense pain.

When people encounter unknown and terrifying things, they will always fall into inexplicable panic. Even Zhang Changhai, who has tempered his will to a considerable extent, is not immune. Awakened by Chai Qian's gnashing of teeth, Zhang Changhai hastily marked an important In recent months, the map of the location of similar bride falling from a building was handed over to Chai Qian.

After receiving the map, Chai Qian quickly spread the map on the desk without stopping, struggling to use his left hand to press hard on the carbon pencil that seemed to grow in the flesh and blood of his right arm.

Black and red blood seeped out, slid down the drooping arm, and dripped onto the map laid out on the desk.

"Pen Xian Bi Xian, you are my past life and I am your present life..."

At first Zhang Changhai could still hear what Chai Qian was saying, but as time went on, Chai Qian's words turned into a malicious crooning similar to losing consciousness and talking nonsense.

With the malicious muttering, the black and red blood oozing out of the right arm continued to flow, drawing circles smeared with blood one after another on the map, one after another, gradually smearing the whole map more and more weirdly. .....

Time passed by, and Chai Qian's face became extremely pale due to continuous blood loss.

Finally, in a strong unconscious convulsion, the black and red blood oozing from Chai Qian's arm stopped, and the strange pattern formed by the smear moved strangely, making a big circle around a location on the map, depicting Create a pattern of a six-story old apartment building, and mark the words wedding dress and seven building 603 beside the old apartment building.

"Yunshan, Mingyun Apartment...Building 603, [-]!" Zhang Changhai looked at the map and said in a deep voice with certainty.

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Su Che's sight had already fallen on the damaged protective window on the sixth floor of the hotel, and he quickly moved away from the protective window to look at the guest room inside the window.

There is no light in the room during the day, so it looks a little dim, and it is difficult to see the whole picture of the room clearly.

Staring at the guest room for a long time, Su Che didn't directly see the pure white wedding dress floating behind the window sill like that time in Baiping Town, but saw a faint figure, very inconspicuous in the dim guest room.

Su Che's gaze was fixed on the faint figure in the guest room. Through the outline of the faint figure and the wedding dress, he could easily tell that it was the bride who had just fallen to her death. Looking at its own body falling in a pool of blood.

bang-

There was another continuous noise in the guest room on the sixth floor, and the slightly dim guest room became brighter. It turned out that the police officers from the police station who had pulled up the isolation strips had entered the scene of the crime.

At this time, the faint figure of the bride who fell from the building in the guest room seemed to be frightened, stepped forward again, and fell down.

In a daze, the crowd outside the hotel seemed to hear another scream of a woman.

The noise of discussions around suddenly became quieter.

"The bride who jumped off the building is not dead?"

"No, I've fallen to the ground without a human being. How could I not die? It's a ghost... There is a ghost!"

The crowd exploded in an instant, shouting and yelling to vent their emotions, and the commotion and commotion became even louder. In the end, the police from the police station who maintained order at the scene shouted for a long time before they calmed down their panicked emotions. appease.

After the commotion subsided, Su Che looked up again, but he could no longer see the faint figure of the bride who fell from the building.

"She turned into the same thing as what I encountered in Baiping Town and the village...every time the wedding ghost kills a person, the person killed by it will become a wedding dress that spreads supernatural events A member of ghosts is like a plague!" Su Che's thoughts gradually became clear.

The voice of the middle-aged street vendor appeared at this time, "This... this is really haunted again, let's go early, just in case... just in case..."

"Four brides died here in a row years ago. Today's hotel is one of them. Where did the other three brides fall?" Su Che asked the middle-aged vendor.

Under Su Che's questioning, the middle-aged street vendor hesitantly told the location where the other three brides who died strangely died a year ago.

But no matter what he said, he didn't have the guts to continue leading the way for Su Che and his group to the place where the other three brides who died in a strange way fell from the building. He first said that he was going back to take care of the stall, and then he said that he couldn't get away because of something. Then he pointed out the direction for Su Che and his group, and ran away in a hurry.

"President, what should we do next? Go to the place where the other three brides who fell from the building were killed?" Kuang Cheng wanted to go forward to chase the running middle-aged vendor back, but was stopped by Su Che, and he spoke out asked.

"The bride who fell and died just now has become a ghost. It is looking for a new target. It should be in the town outside this scenic spot." Su Che looked at Kuang Cheng and Fatty Qian and continued, "Old K and Qian Fatty, you choose one of the three places at random, we will split up, try not to startle the snake when we find the situation, we will meet at the street vendor before dark, okay?"

Kuang Cheng and Fatty Qian nodded without thinking, "No problem!"

The two each chose a location, and immediately set off. Only Tang Xun and Jiang Gang looked at Su Che with fear, as if they were waiting for Su Che's next words.

"You two follow me. Although this ghost only attacks newlyweds, I can't guarantee whether it will attack you. After all, you two are still haunted by ghosts." Su Che swept Tang Xun A glance with Jiang Gang.

Su Che didn't pay much attention to the fact that the asking ghost who was entangled with Tang Xun was hung in the compartment of bus No. 714, but the situation of Jiang Gang, who was suspected to be the former owner of Daliuwan Haunted House Yuan Yi's ghost, was affected by the ghost's return, the situation was not optimistic. Yuan Yi, who died in a death divination game with the Fool, came back to life, no matter how you look at it...it doesn't seem like a coincidence.

The place where Su Che's bride fell was still some distance away from where the three of them were at this time. After walking for about ten minutes, an old family hotel appeared in front of Su Che and the three of them.

The owner of the family hotel is a woman in her [-]s or [-]s, with a fat body, one hand on her hips, and a cell phone in the other hand with a gloomy face on the phone. People, the swearing words are not repeated after ten minutes.

As soon as the phone call was over, she went upstairs for a while, and after a while, she led three or five passengers who had checked in earlier down, took out the room deposit deposit from the counter, and refunded them one by one. Lock it firmly, and then ride away on a small electric donkey.

"She should have received the news. There was a murder case in the first place, and this business can't be done again. I would rather close the business." Jiang Gang looked at the woman's back and felt the same.

As one of the thousands of taxi drivers in Shuangqing, I originally thought that a few years ago during the ghost festival, another taxi driver in the same company died tragically, which was the pinnacle of bad luck in his life, until he was revived by a ghost Only then did he realize the horror of such a thing after Yuan Yi entangled him.

Right now, not to mention continuing to drive taxis to earn money to support their families, they didn't even dare to leave the group of Jiangcheng Late Night Ghost Story Fans Association members, for fear of losing their lives.

"Would you like to sneak into this family hotel?" Tang Xun came up with an idea. He was obsessed with Su Che's skills. After all, Su Che's railway guerrilla behavior on the death train was too shocking to him. .