No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Looking past the dead face clinging to the bus window, Zhu Chi saw the community nameplate slightly reflected in the rain.

The words on the nameplate are impressively...

Chengnan Garden.

......

Zhao Xu made a cup of hot tea, leaned on the office chair, and stared at the hazy drizzle outside the window for a while.

After returning to Jiangcheng from Nanfeng, his heart was still filled with absurd horror. To be honest, he still couldn't accept the fact that Chen Chen had died when he called him that day.

"Zhao Xu, you followed Chen Tou and went to Nanfeng for a two-day vacation without saying a word. Why do you still look so out of your mind? Is Nanfeng not fun, or is the vacation not good enough?" Li Shi pushed open the office door and walked in. With a faint smell of formalin on his body, "It's miserable to be like me. I was led by Team Leader Qian to work overtime every day to rush to report, day and night turned upside down, and I couldn't sleep well."

"Is Li Rusong's business over?" Zhao Xu came back to his senses and asked Li Shi, blowing on the heat from the teacup.

Li Shi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "It's over. The comrades in Guoan have taken Li Rusong's body away just now. This is the end of the matter. I heard that they have sealed off the entire Chengnan High-tech Park, and there are ghosts and haunts there." Is it so fierce?"

"You have to ask the group of people in the bureau who went out with Guoan to know the specific situation. However, I think they should have also signed a non-disclosure agreement. They will not disclose such a secret mission." Zhao Xu Talking while drinking tea.

"It's true. Who would have thought that Jiangcheng was haunted by ghosts before? It's so evil!" Li Shi lowered his tone and said mysteriously, "I heard something."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xu asked curiously.

"About the Lanjiang, the comrades of Guoan seem to be planning to cut off the flow of the Lanjiang in the near future. They...seem to come to Jiangcheng just for this matter. What is there under the Lanjiang is worth such trouble. ?”

Lanjiang?

Zhao Xu vaguely remembered that when he was in Nanfeng, the young man Chen Ruiguang called Zhou Tan and Zhao Tailai from Dongjiang Guoan, whom they invited from the Third People's Hospital, seemed to have mentioned the name of the bridge across the river.

There are as many as three bridges across the Lanjiang River in Jiangcheng, but I don't know which one they are talking about.

"You can also inquire about this kind of confidential matter, who disclosed it?" Zhao Xu continued to ask Li Shi in surprise.

Li Shi smiled heartlessly, "It's been spread all over the team, and you're the only one who doesn't know. How can a project of cutting off Lanjiang be hidden, but their obvious excuse is to reinforce it. Tangshan Hydropower Station in the eastern suburbs."

"Again, the rumors of ghosts are getting more and more fierce. Anzhen Hospital and the Third People's Hospital have been closed one after another. Comrades in Guoan are still suppressing the news. Isn't this deception?" Li Shi touched his chin slowly talking.

"..."

The two were talking in the office when a few sharp and piercing bus whistles came from the hazy rain outside the window, and the heartless smile on Li Shi's face disappeared instantly.

Zhao Xu was also startled by the sharp and piercing bus horns and sat up from his office chair. He walked to the window anxiously, wiped off the water mist that had condensed on the windows, and looked at the bus horns. place of sound.

It was still the same place as that night, under the old lampposts, the dim lights flickered continuously in the misty drizzle, and a rusty bus was parked on the side of the road illuminated by the dim lamps.

"Bus No. 714..." Zhao Xu looked at the rusty bus under the streetlights, with deep fear in his tone.

But soon, in his line of sight, several policemen wearing the uniforms of the Xicheng Detachment's criminal police rushed out of the police station building, raised their pistols and aimed at the driver's seat of the bus, unleashing firepower.

Thunder-like gunshots rang out one after another.

The flames spewed from the muzzle were particularly conspicuous in the rain. The bus had just stopped at the side of the road, and before it could be turned off, it was smashed into a sieve by the pouring firepower, and it let out a scream full of resentment, and suddenly disappeared in the dark in the rain.

"I... am I dreaming?" Hearing Zhao Xu's words, Li Shi, who had learned from the past, quickly slipped away from him, pinched his thigh hard with his backhand, looked at With a painful expression on Zhao Xu's face, Li Shi replied firmly, "Yes, you are not dreaming!"

"The ghost on this ghost bus was indeed shot dead on the spot by the brave and fearless people's police of our detachment!"

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After running around for several days, I only slept soundly in Nanfeng's homestay. Even Su Che was exhausted even though he had the skill of stamina specialization.

Back at the rental house, Su Che hurriedly took a shower, fell asleep on the bed, and soon heard the sound of even breathing.

After he fell asleep, the living room of the small rental house suddenly blew a gust of wind, and the blood-stained high-heeled shoes got out of the backpack and wandered around in the living room with a rattling sound. Trembling slightly, Zhang Yi in a black dress appeared in the living room holding an umbrella. The heart in her chest was beating like a living person, but there was a chill from inside to outside.

The white paper lamps are hung on the wall, and the candles are burning silently, shining brightly, occupying a large area in the living room.

Huang Xiaoying showed her figure from the blood-stained high heels with a blank face, carefully avoiding the light of the paper lamp, she looked at Zhang Yi who was standing at the entrance suspiciously, and was a little confused why there was such a sudden change in this small room. There is one more ghost.

The headless ghost baby bundled up in plastic wrap was curled up in the corner of the wall, trembling with fear from Huang Xiaoying and Zhang Yi, the blood scabs all over his body seemed to be congealed, and weeping in an inaudible voice,

On the tea table in a corner of the living room, the little hen in the coop buried its head in its wings, trembling uneasyly, while the big black dog stared at the headless ghost baby curled up in the corner with green eyes. The water kept dripping halazi, and it flowed all over the ground.

During this period, it suddenly seemed to realize something, honestly licked up the dripping halazi, lay down on the coffee table, and walked back and forth between the two ghosts, Huang Xiaoying and Zhang Yi, who were standing still. Looking, tail clamped.

Tranquil, calm, and peaceful.

Dreaming again.

'Seongnam Private Middle School'

It was the same school, the sky was covered by a dark haze, and the faces of the students and teachers coming and going were still unhealthy purple.

It's just... Su Che could see very clearly that this time, a long and thin thread appeared on everyone's body, connecting them into the hazy sky.

The whole school is filled with two tones of black and white, besides this, there is no third color.

Su Che found that he no longer took Qiu Lan as the first perspective, and this time he could move freely, "At this time, Qiu Lan was probably killed by the long-tongued kid who possessed Zhang Yi, and cut him open with a scalpel." chest, took out her heart..."

Walking to the corridor between the second teaching building and the third teaching building again, the blue stone tablet engraved with the words "Yongxiang" has disappeared, and the black and brown blood stains left on the ground have long since solidified.

"I saved her..." Qiu Lan's voice appeared next to Su Che's ear, he turned his head and looked around, but he didn't find Qiu Lan's figure, but Qiu Lan's voice was still talking quietly He said, "I did save her, but I didn't expect that she was no longer her at that time, and even Uncle Li... wasn't Uncle Li..."

Speaking of this, a strange change suddenly took place in the gloomy Chengnan Private Middle School. The dark haze that shrouded the Chengnan Private Middle School dissipated, and a deserted village was reflected in the Chengnan Private Middle School.

Qiu Lan seemed to be still talking, but it was only meaningless murmurs that reached Su Che's ears. After a long time, those dim hazes once again covered the deserted village reflected in the sky of Zao Chengnan Private Middle School.

The cyan stone tablet engraved with the two big characters of "Yongxiang" with flying dragons and phoenixes appeared again in the corridor between the second teaching building and the third teaching building, dripping blood seeped from the stone tablet, and it was dyed red. This black and white world.

Woke up from the bed, it was already afternoon, the drizzle outside the window stopped at some time, and the red sunset shone into the bedroom from the window, dyeing the whole bedroom red, just like being "forever" in a dream. Lane' stele oozes blood like Seongnam Private High School.

Qiu Lan's diary was opened, and this time the blood-stained paper contained no diary content, and it was full of weird villain paintings.

Su Che flipped through a few pages, and the content was roughly the same. Between the two kinds of villains, there was a coffin stained black with blood, and on top of this coffin was a bright red wedding sedan chair. Different kinds of villains gathered around the coffin and wedding sedan chair, dancing grotesque dances.

With sharp eyes, Su Che noticed that in the black background besides these villains, there were two villains whose painting style was completely different from other villains, one with a big belly and the other with staring eyes.

"Could this be the scene in Yongxiang?" Su Che closed the diary and guessed secretly.

The ringing of the phone interrupted Su Che's thoughts. He picked up the phone and looked, and found that it was Director Zhao calling again.

"Good afternoon, Director Zhao! Do you have anything to do with me?" Su Che yawned and said.

Director Zhao said in surprise, "Hey, Xiao Su, don't you run around every night without sleeping? I thought you didn't know how tired you are. It turns out that you also get sleepy sometimes!"

"That's not true. I just came back from a trip to Nanfeng. I played a little crazy. I didn't sleep for several nights!" Su Che scratched his head, turned over from the bed, turned his head sideways, clamped the phone and began to change clothes.

Director Zhao was amazed, "Traveling in Nanfeng, you haven't slept for several nights? You can't be...to participate in some weird group activities, right?"

"Director Zhao, what are you thinking? There is continuous heavy fog in Nanfeng. Several herb collectors from Xinjiang Village went to the mountain to collect herbs and lost their way. There are too few young and strong in the village. I went to the mountain to look for people with the villagers from Gujing Village next door. !" Su Che quickly explained, interrupting Director Zhao's unreasonable associations.

Director Zhao obviously didn't believe Su Che's explanation, "How many nights does it take to go into the mountains to find someone?"

"Isn't it because after helping them find the herb pickers who lost their way in the mountains, the local villagers were so enthusiastic and forced us to stay as guests. Didn't I just go back to Jiangcheng last night, and I just woke up now after I fell asleep!"

Having said that, Su Che began to inquire about Director Zhao's intentions, "By the way, Director Zhao, why are you calling me? Is the Third Hospital ready to resume work?"

"It's not that time yet, maybe it will be delayed until mid-August, but you have to come to the hospital as soon as possible. Last time, the female policeman who asked you to take notes came to the hospital to look for you three or four times. I called you a few days ago. It shows that you are not in the service area, so I thought something happened to you, but I didn’t expect you to travel to the ravine at Nanfeng..." Director Zhao said to Su Che in a serious tone, "Tomorrow you come to the hospital as soon as possible Let's go, deal with the matter, don't make people wait for a long time!"

"Okay! No problem, Director Zhao, I will definitely come to the hospital tomorrow morning!"

"Just remember it. By the way, there is one more thing." Director Zhao thought for a moment, and then said, "I heard that Li Suxue's mental state is very unstable. You'd better go and have a look."

"Unstable?" Su Che was a little surprised. The curse of the No. 714 bus that appeared outside the garden in the south of the city that night had been crushed by him. It stands to reason that no more accidents should happen.

Director Zhao lowered his voice, "Li Suxue said, that bus came to her again..."

"I'll go see her when I come to the hospital tomorrow." Su Che said in a deep voice.

"That's how it is, you come early tomorrow." Director Zhao hung up the phone.

Su Che put Qiu Lan's diary on the bedside table, took out the black book of the Guild of Ghost Story, and said with a gloomy face, "Since you're out to kill yourself again, then no wonder I shook people, Mr. H, call the members of the Guild tonight , let's go to meet the strange talk about the 714 bus!"

"Alright, President!" Mr. H's voice came from the black book.

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After changing his clothes, Su Che looked at the time, the clock pointed at [-]:[-], and it was still dark.

Silently thinking about what to prepare for the 714 bus at Jiangdu Garden Station tonight, "Human skin mask, paper mourning clothes, Professor Yang's pointer, scalpel, there is still a lot of plaque left in this bag Might be useful next time..."

Taking out the bag containing the blood-colored bacteria from his backpack, Su Che opened it, and found that the remaining half of the bag of blood-colored bacteria in the bag had turned black and smelly, and a strong stench came over his face. Corruption at a rapid rate.

Tie the mouth of the bag, Su Che directly threw the small half bag of blood-colored plaque aside, "It has deteriorated after just two uses, and the shelf life is too short. It seems that inserting the headless ghost baby in it can only delay its growth." The rate of deterioration cannot be preserved for a long time."

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and opened the memo. Su Che added a line of writing under the category of blood stains, "The shelf life is 1-7 days, and placing it next to the ghost can delay its deterioration to the greatest extent."

I have been too busy recently, so Su Che has not recorded in the memorandum for a long time. Today, taking advantage of the time is still early, he summarized and recorded the effects of Li Rusong's human skin mask, paper tied mourning clothes, etc. memo.

Continuing to take out things from the backpack, a yellowed letter came into his sight, and Su Che instantly remembered that this letter was the reward given by the hardcore to quell An Lan's grievances at Lanjiang Night Fishing. He took out this yellowed letter paper from his pocket.

Looking down, the letter paper was dried up with large brown blood stains, and through the dried brown blood stains, one could see a line of words on it that seemed to be cut out with bloody nails - I like you, can you come and stay with me?

"Like me?" Su Che flipped the letter over a few times, and after seeing that no other writing was left, he crumpled it up and stuffed it into his backpack again, "There are many people who like me, who are you?"

After working for a while, and stuffing some items that had been prepared in the backpack, Su Che opened the door and walked into the living room. A gust of cold wind poured from the living room into the bedroom, making Su Che's skin crawl.

Seeing Su Che come out of the bedroom, the big black dog that had been waiting for a long time rushed over, ran around under Su Che's feet with its tail between its legs, and barked low and low at the dog in the windy living room. The little hen placed on the tea table by Su Che also cooed uneasily as if seeing a savior. There were even two steaming eggs under it.

He glanced at the living room a few times, wondering if it was Su Che's illusion, he always felt that his living room was getting more and more gloomy, with an ominous atmosphere from the inside to the outside, and he didn't know anything about the originally bright as new painted walls It has been stained with rotten bacteria over time, and the slightest cracks are spreading on the wall. This small living room has the tendency of transforming into a haunted house.

Fortunately, the white paper lamps still shone brightly, covering a large area in the living room, "It seems that I have to find a place to put these ghosts in the house as soon as possible, otherwise it won't take long for this rental house It will completely turn into a haunted house, and then the landlady will have to kick me out..."

Su Che stepped forward to put away the blood-stained high-heeled shoes and the long-handled black umbrella placed at the entrance, and stuffed the crying, headless ghost baby into the closet sealed with plastic wrap. After a long time, the ghostly The living room has only regained some vitality, but the decayed plaques and cracked lines on the walls are still there.

The ghosts in the living room were cleaned up by Su Che, and the restless little hen finally stuck its head out from under its wings, revealed the two eggs under its body, and made a cooing sound towards Su Che.

Walking to the coffee table, before Su Che had time to look closely at the two eggs just laid by the pullet in the coop, he was attracted by the two red certificates placed on the coffee table.

One is the real estate title certificate, and the other is the real estate title certificate.

A question mark popped up in my mind, no wonder I didn't even see a shadow of the rewards issued by the Guitan Association after completing the task that day, it turned out to be placed here.

He casually flipped through the two certificates. The houses registered on the certificates had the same address, No. 148, Zijin Avenue, Nanhu District, Shuangqing City. The owner on the two certificates was not Su Che's name, but another person named Yuan. Resolute person.

"No. 148, Zijin Avenue, Nanhu District, Shuangqing City?" Su Che frowned, looking at the house address registered on the certificate, he took out his mobile phone and opened the map to search for this address. The map was empty, and there was no such address.

But the place name displayed on Su Che's mobile phone regarding this address is...

The haunted house in Daliuwan in the southern suburbs.

"What are you doing, the system, you are fooling me with a fake real estate certificate?" Su Che said to himself.

The system didn't answer this question, Su Che could only temporarily forget about it, and left the rental house with his backpack on his back. At this time, the sun had not yet completely set, and the sky was covered with fiery red clouds, which was really beautiful.