Terror broadcast

"So cheap?" Su Bai said pretending to be surprised.

"I just came out to find some entertainment. People's demand is relatively strong, but if I don't charge money, I'm too casual, so a hundred yuan a time is not a lot, right?" Xiaojuan hugged her affectionately. Su Bai's neck.

Su Bai recalled in his mind the man who had been sucked into the private room just now. Of course, he had no interest in that aspect at all. Moreover, if Fatty and the others knew that he and a ghost actually followed him and had sex with him, then He will definitely be laughed at by them as a joke until he perishes in the story world.

"I'm going to see my girlfriend later and have to recharge my batteries. I'm sorry, how about next time?" Su Bai said.

"That's it. Let's make an appointment next time we have a chance."

Xiaojuan left Su Bai angrily, apparently going to another man who was surfing the Internet.

Su Bai touched his earlobe, and while watching Xiaojuan move around, he took his mobile phone and sent a message:

"Fat man, you are good at disguise. The ghost really didn't recognize me."

"Fuck, you actually had an encounter with a ghost. You're talking nonsense. Don't be deceived. Maybe someone has recognized you as the private detective who just visited her house a few days ago, so they deliberately came to tease you. Just for a moment." The fat man didn't take credit at this time, but said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. Sooner or later, we will have to break up. Whether she really recognizes me or pretends to recognize me, it doesn't matter. Don't forget that Xiaolin and I were warned."

"Okay, everyone, please pay attention to safety. When we gather together in the evening, we will summarize the news. The good baby here actually asked his classmates to bring bread for lunch."

Su Bai put down the phone and happened to see Xiaojuan entering the Internet cafe's bathroom with another man who came to surf the Internet.

The word "sex" has a knife on its head.

These men thought they could play a **** for a hundred dollars, but who knew that they were playing with their yang life of at least one or two years. As a zombie, Su Bai had a deeper understanding of human yang energy. Men have yang energy. Qi, women also have Yang Qi, which is equivalent to the firewood under the fire of life. If some of your firewood is stolen, it means that the strength and burning time of the fire of life will be weakened.

This price is really not something that can be repaid by just a hundred dollars, and this is a period of serious inflation.

Xiaojuan didn't go back to school until the afternoon, and found three Internet cafes doing the same thing. This made Su Bai a little strange. Did the network administrators and others really not notice anything unusual? Or maybe, humans and ghosts have different paths, so humans will subconsciously ignore the behavior and existence of ghosts?

When school was over in the evening, he watched the siblings get on the bus home. Su Bai also returned to the car. The fat man came back after a while and gave Su Bai a bottle of iced drink.

"It's really boring. If I had known better, I wouldn't have changed with you. I could have watched the live sex palace for a day. By the way, did you see the message that the monk just sent? The monk meant that we should go directly to that restaurant."

"I know, that hotel is not very far from Lao Fang's home."

Su Bai said while starting the car.

"The monk is responsible for investigating Lao Fang's house. It seems that there should be some important discoveries." The fat man stretched his waist, "To be honest, I'm a little impatient. Please come up with the charter earlier." Come out early to do something, I'm really curious about that house, you and that guy Xiaolin have gone in, but I haven't."

"It will satisfy you."

"Okay, let me see what songs are in the car."

The fat man played the song "Red Sun" and hummed along with the music while twisting his fat body passionately.

After the song looped several times, Su Bai also reached the position.

After getting off the car and entering the hotel, the monk and the others were already there.

"Fuck, there's a table full of stuff. Monk, can you please stop being so halal." The fat man sat down while making nonsensical complaints, picked up his chopsticks and forked a lion's head, "Fuck, it's still vegetarian."

"Amitabha, everyone is here, let's summarize the news." The monk sat there and said.

Su Bai spoke first: "My findings have been posted in the discussion group, and you should have seen them."

The fat man raised his hand, "Me too, that boy probably came out today, so he's very well-behaved and didn't notice much."

Xiao Lin took a sip of water, "Old Fang's wife must be a ghost. Like the girl Su Bai followed, she has an almost incomprehensible desire for a man's yang. I also posted the specific details in the discussion group. ”

Su Bai, Fatty and Xiao Lin basically posted the news in the discussion group at the same time. If there is nothing else to add, there is really no need to repeat it again.

Gyatso pondered for a moment, "Fang Wenhai's company is a bit strange. Rather than saying that he is doing business, it is better to say that his money is actually given to him by someone."

As he spoke, Gyatso took out his mobile phone and said, "I took pictures of some of his account books, and then did some research myself. Fang Wenhai just opened a store on a street. His daily task was actually to wait for people. After placing the order, he would do the errand work. Rather than saying that he was the boss, it would be better to say that he was just a horse boy, but this horse boy was more profitable.

In addition, unfortunately, due to limited time, I did not find out who the person who deliberately gave Fang Wenhai money was. "

After the others finished speaking, everyone's eyes fell on the monk. The monk was responsible for investigating the history of that house and was also the most important one.

The monk didn't show off. After the others had agreed, he started to answer: "The poor monk checked and found out that this area is actually a resettlement house. The demolition households were originally settled here because some disputes caused a lot of trouble in the aftermath. , so the government has also given some green light in this regard. Most of them are resettlement houses built by developers, and a small part are actually houses built by themselves on specific land just like in rural areas.

Fang Wenhai's house was built for a very short period of time, two years ago, or even, to be more precise, 20 months ago. After this house was built, Fang Wenhai's family also moved in. Here, I just took a look at the business records of Fang Wenhai's store posted by Gyatso, and found that Fang Wenhai actually started the building materials wholesale business about one or two months before building the house. "

The monk took a sip of tea and knocked on the table. "Now, the clues are very clear. There is a hand, a person, standing outside, controlling everything. He controlled Fang Wenhai's business and made Fang Wenhai rich. opportunities and funds, and at the same time, he also helped Fang Wenhai build that house."

"Is this Jesus?" The fat man suddenly smiled, "It's not just giving people a chance to make a fortune, but also giving them a house. How come such a good thing doesn't happen to me?"

Su Bai glanced at the fat man and said, "If you want you and your family to be thrown into that house like experimental mice, that's not impossible."

"Uh..." The fat man was stunned for a moment, then stopped talking.

Xiao Lin's eyes narrowed, "It seems that Fang Wenhai's family was really used as experimental subjects, and judging from this method, it really looks like the work of an audience member.

If it was the work of the audience, and there was no definite threat to the general public, but only a few people in Fang Wenhai's family were affected that was not life-threatening, then according to the habit of terrorist broadcasts, there would indeed be no intervention. "

"But the question is, if all this is the work of a listener, then this experiment has been conducted for almost two years, and has it not yielded the results he wanted?" Su Bai asked.

"Amitabha, what if that listener dies."

As soon as the monk finished speaking, a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of everyone around the table.

How powerful is an audience that can build that house?

If he really died, wouldn't the secret treasure he left behind become ownerless?

"Ahem..." The fat man coughed a few times, "I think we should make a plan on how to enter the house and what to do after entering the house. We are not stalking photographers. You have children, don’t you?”

The monk nodded, "The poor monk has a plan in mind. The overall policy is still not to rush in. Now that we have a good grasp of the surrounding situation, we will start the on-site survey of the house.

Su Bai, you and Gyatso are in the melee category. When the time comes, the poor monk will enter that house with you and Gyatso. The poor monk and the fat man will first set up a magic circle outside the house. Xiao Lin and the fat man will be there. The outside is responsible for the response.

When we entered for the first time, we still used a gentle approach and tried not to damage the original ecology of the house. After the survey was completed, we had more detailed information and information, and even the house. We will make further plans for the operating principle. "

The monk always does things very methodically, step by step, and never rushes into anything.

“What I’m worried about now is that we now think that the powerful listener has fallen, but what if he hasn’t fallen?

Maybe they were just delayed by something else and forgot about this. Once we start taking action, even if there is a causal relationship with him, they can take action directly against us. Xiao Lin said with some worry.

Su Bai served himself a bowl of soup and said calmly: "It came to warn us, which actually shows that it has a guilty conscience. This is one of them;

Secondly, Lao Fang is my client and he comes to me to deal with problems at home. My little detective agency has just opened and the family depends on it for food, so I have to do my best to serve my customers.

Lao Fang's family lived with ghosts and were affected by ghosts. This is such a pitiful and miserable thing.

I think, even if he is not my client, even if he is an ordinary stranger, I can't help but help my compatriots and save them from that miserable and disasterous place. This is our responsibility. Cause and effect is also our claim. "

Su Bai took a sip of the soup, raised his head, and found that the other four people were looking at him with an evil look.