Netherworld Investigator Chapter 315: ‘Ghost Possession’

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While talking, suddenly a grieving voice came from the bed: "Don't come, don't come, don't eat my corpse, get out, you disgusting maggots!"

Although there are six people in the room, it is strange to hear such a sound at first glance. I have heard countless lies, but the despair and sadness revealed in this passage are natural, not like acting at all.

Zhang Cheng fiercely slapped the bedboard and said: "Ding Xu, why are you crazy again? Get up quickly and see who we invite?"

The boy on the bed sits up. He is a big and thick boy with a slightly fat body, but he is a woman with a vivid eye movement and looks particularly awkward. His eyes met me, he suddenly covered his face with his hands, and screamed loudly: "Get out, get out, your breath is so hot!"

Luo Youyou whispered: "Senior, don't be surprised, he is not polite to anyone, and yelled at the dormitory in the afternoon..."

I nodded: "Can you avoid it? I want to ask him a few questions individually."

Everyone exchanged their sights, and Wang Dali asked: "Does it include me?"

I replied: "Yes!"

The four of them left and took the door of the dormitory in an instant. Ding Xushu shivered and hugged the quilt, shrank in the corner of the bed, and looked at me with fearful eyes.

Intellectually, I don’t believe in possessing such things. In fact, being possessed by a ghost or **** is often a strong psychological suggestion to unconsciously play a certain role. My grandfather wandered around early years ago and met a village girl in the northeast who was possessed by a fox fairy. The family hired a lot of witches and gods, because at that time my grandfather cooperated with the public security organs, and the villagers felt that he had something in him. Huang Qi, so he went to the doctor in a hurry and invited him.

My grandpa made a brief investigation in the house, and suddenly pushed the kerosene lamp on the stove into the pyre. The village girl immediately jumped out of the bed to put out the fire, because her private money was hidden under the pyre. My grandfather enlightened a few words while the iron was hot, and her madness was cured all at once.

What is the principle?

Because if her consciousness is a fox fairy, it is impossible to know where the village girl’s private money is hidden. This proves that she has not been possessed. It is only because of the bad relationship with her in-laws and the long-term resentment in her heart. The fox fairy possessed himself to vent his dissatisfaction.

I decided to follow my grandfather's method and use the spear of the son to attack the shield of the son! Since he said that he was a woman who died tragically, I followed this conversation and asked him to expose his flaws, and then my self-awareness collapsed.

I stared into Ding Xu's eyes and asked: "What's your name?"

He screamed: "Get out! I don't want to talk to you."

I said without showing any weakness: "If you don't cooperate, I will stay here tonight."

Ding Xu bit his lower lip, reached out and stroked the hair on the temples, but he was obviously short hair, and after a while he said bitterly: "My name is Qiu Wanxia, ​​I am twenty-four years old this year, and I am... a hotel. Waiter."

I continued to ask: "How did you die?"

He lowered his head and replied: "He was killed."

I asked: "What year? Who is it?"

Ding Xu covered his ears and screamed: "Don't force me to think about that! Please!"

I said tit-for-tat: "Do you want to vindicate? Speak out, I can help you."

"I..." Ding Xu's lips trembled, and after hesitating for a long time, his eyes became firm: "I don't want to redress, I just want to reincarnate as soon as possible! Although he killed me, I still love him. ."

I said: "I can send you to reincarnation, but you have to cooperate with me, who is the one who killed you?"

Ding Xu replied: "Brother Domineering!"

When he said this "name", his cheeks still blushed, like a shy girl. I got goose bumps and still pretended to be nonchalant: "What is my real name?"

"I don’t know. Mr. Xu asked me to be his lover. The domineering brother is handsome, domineering and rich. I fell in love with him unconsciously. He said he wanted to marry me and be nice to me for the rest of his life. Knowing that I was a spy, I killed me. I died terribly that night!"

Speaking, Ding Xu covered his face again, and burst into tears.

My cheeks twitched, and the story was made up like that. It’s enough to write Marrisu's novels. I coughed and continued to ask: "In what year did you die?"

He replied without hesitation: "The year when RMB joined SDR, the overbearing brother was very happy that day and opened a bottle of Lafite to celebrate. We were drunk and worked in the office." As he said, his cheeks appeared. With a touch of red, slowly stretched his hand down, as if reminiscing about that night of spring.

I remember that was the news of 2015. Joining the SDR means that RMB has the right to circulate in the world, which is of great significance to businessmen. It may not be as successful as that of ordinary people in bidding for the Winter Olympics that year. The news is significant.

I interrupted him and said, "That's 2015. What clothes did you wear on the day you died?"

He replied: "Chanel's pink sweater, Levi's white jeans, a pair of white Gucci sneakers, and the Givenchy bag he gave me, with a bow tied on his head."

He said it all in one breath, his expression was natural, he didn't seem to be lying at all, but I still caught a contradiction: "This outfit is a spring outfit, right?"

He said: "Yes!"

I sneered: "It was December that RMB joined the SDR. You two rolled off the sheets that day, but you died in the spring. Isn't he doing a corpse?"

I thought this BUG was enough to knock Shan Zhenhu, but he replied with a very natural expression: "It's spring clothes, because I don't need to wear down jackets indoors. He has floor heating in his office."

I admit that he answered very naturally, and continued to ask: "Which company?"

Ding Xujiao smiled and said pretentiously: "Hmph, I won't tell you!"

I cursed in my heart, quite alert, so I continued to ask: "Can you describe the process of your death?"

Ding Xu suddenly panicked, and covered his chest with a quilt, and said tremblingly: "He knew my true identity that day, called me a liar, kicked me to the ground, kicked me for a long time, and got red wine. I filled my nose, the nose was full of blood and wine, and the eyes were red. He used a pair of scissors to cut open my stomach and stuffed a litter of hamsters into my womb. He was afraid that I would die. I dropped and gave me drug injections. I didn’t feel any pain anymore, but I could feel the nest of mice burrowing and burrowing in the womb. I was taken to a desolate place in a daze, like a puppet. Lying in the car, watching him dig the soil, and then he grabbed my hair, while calling me a watch, dragged me out of the car, threw me into the pit, and buried me alive..."

Such a clear process of death made me feel like a chill in my back, and I asked: "Why did the murderer put mice in your stomach? Does it have any special meaning?"

He replied: "Because he knows that he is infertile and that the child I am carrying is not his, he uses this method to torture me."

"Whose child is that?" I asked.

Ding Xu clutched his stomach and said: "Mr. Xu, but I don't love him. He just uses me as a tool and a plaything!"

"Who is Mr. Xu?" I asked.

"I only know that his surname is Xu. He arranged me to be a spy with my overbearing brother."

My brows were frowned, and everything the other party said was completely impeccable and impeccable. Even I was a little helpless. There was only one way to defeat his fantasy. I said coldly: "Take me to find your corpse! "