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Chapter 325 Calling

 Because there are quite a lot of commissions, I can choose as much as I want. In addition to factors such as the difficulty of remuneration, what made me choose this commission is that it is very attractive in itself.

The client is a university psychology teacher, who teaches psychology. Logically speaking, people in this profession should be atheists. Otherwise, how can they scientifically solve the psychological problems of some students?

But it happened that this kind of relatively pure atheist actually said that his students were scared to death by ghosts. This explains the problem very much. There are two possibilities. One is that the psychology teacher may be playing a useless prank.

, and the second is that what this psychology teacher encountered... was far beyond his understanding, so much so that he, an atheist, was shaken by it.

I prefer the second possibility to the first possibility. I don't think a university teacher would do a boring prank.

This commission is even more interesting. He said that his student was scared to death in his dream. Let’s not talk about whether what the teacher learned is true, but the way of death alone is enough to make people feel a little unusual.

the taste of.

There is not much content in the entrustment. It just said this. As for the remaining specific content, the entruster only asked us to contact him proactively, and the contact information was also written on this entrustment form.

"Scared to death by the dream?" Zhang Xinyu said in wonder: "That's also very strong...Since the appearance of the ghost master, I have had eighty nightmares if not a hundred. I am still alive and well now."

?Although I have forgotten most of it, I only remember having nightmares at night..."

After listening to Zhang Xinyu's words, I felt deeply. I haven't had nightmares since the ghost master appeared. In the beginning, I had nightmares almost every night, and I couldn't even sleep well.

Later, I became somewhat immune and didn't do it much anymore. But even in the beginning, I would only break out in a cold sweat after having nightmares, and I wouldn't say I was scared to death.

Of course, if this commission is indeed true, it shouldn't be that simple...

"It shouldn't be that simple." I stared at the commission list and said slowly: "There is nothing that scares Meng to death. Even if it does happen, it is definitely very rare. And since this matter can make a psychology teacher

If it feels unscientific, then something unscientific must have happened..."

"For example..." Ye Yuyou looked at me and said, "Is there a ghost?"

"It's possible." I nodded and said, "But this matter needs to be further understood in detail. I'll contact the client first."

"OK."

I dialed the phone according to the contact information left on the order form. It rang for a long time before the call was connected. Then a female voice rang: "Hello? Who are you?"

It turns out that this psychology teacher is a female teacher.

"Hello, I heard that one of your students died in his dream. Is that true?"

"..." There was silence for a few seconds, and then the female teacher's deep voice came: "Yes... but now there are not just one, but two..."

Hearing this, I was immediately shocked. The date of the commission posted on the blackboard was actually marked on the commission form. The date noted was three days ago. In other words, another person died within these three days.

people?

It seems that this matter is no small matter.

"I'm here to solve the problem. Can you tell me the situation in detail?"

"Solving the problem? You don't even know what's going on, yet you dare to boast..." The female teacher said in a funny tone: "Did you know that even patrols can't solve this problem?"

I tried to calm down my tone and said: "At least let me understand the situation, okay? Of course, you can choose not to believe me, unless you want your student to die inexplicably. Patrol

Just because you can't solve the problem doesn't mean that everyone can't solve it. That's why you continue to seek help from the outside world, isn't it?"

My words moved her, she hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Okay, let's meet to discuss this matter..."

The female teacher left the time and place of the meeting, and then hung up the phone.

"She said we'll meet at a restaurant on XX Road in an hour. Let's leave now." I said solemnly, "Things may not be as simple as you think. Cheer up."

"Yeah." Everyone nodded.

The current commission situation is already quite serious, because it seems that someone is still going to die.

I accept commissions to make money on one hand, and on the other hand I kill ghosts to improve my strength. Now there is another reason, and that is to save people. Within the scope of my ability, I don’t mind saving people.

We did not hesitate, but immediately set off to the restaurant after finding out the location of the restaurant the female teacher mentioned. Therefore, we arrived at the restaurant on time within an hour.

We walked in. This restaurant was quite big and there were a lot of people. However, we didn’t look for long before we found a suspected target, a woman about thirty years old, who was alone with a haggard look on her face.

Sitting on her seat, there was a cup of coffee on the table in front of her, still steaming.

It must be her.

"Hello? We're here." I dialed the number again. After dialing the number, I saw the woman answered the phone.

"Well, come in, I'm already here."

Of course I know you're here! I've seen you!

"Yeah." I nodded and hung up the phone.

At the same time, the woman also put down her cell phone, and looked at the door from time to time. The door of the restaurant was frequently pushed open. Just as she was looking left and right, a slightly familiar voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Zhao?"

This female teacher did not leave her full name. I only know her surname is Zhao.

Hearing this, the woman's whole body was shocked, and then she turned to look at us. Her face originally had a hint of expectation and surprise, but after seeing us, her face immediately stiffened, and she stared at me with a deep expression.

The voice said: "Are you the one who called just now and said he wanted to solve the problem?"

We just talked on the phone, and a while has passed. Naturally, this female teacher has not forgotten my voice.

"It's me." I smiled, with a sunny and confident smile on my lips.

Of course, my smile was obviously of no use. After I said this, Teacher Zhao, who had a stiff face, suddenly turned gloomy. She stood up, glared at me, and shouted: "Are you kidding me?"

, it’s four little brats who came to solve the problem? Even if you want to play pranks, you have to have a standard, okay? I shouldn’t have had hope in you! Forget it, I won’t fight with you.”

Hearing this, I suddenly felt depressed. In fact, I had already predicted the teacher's reaction before I came here. There was no other reason. The reason why we came here and were looked down upon was because we looked too young.

.

Being young often means being inexperienced and unreliable. Even if this is often not the case, this does not prevent people from despising young people. Otherwise, why would such a derogatory term as a primary school dog arise? Why Glory?

There is a group that has established itself as a scammer among the kings, elementary school students?

The reason is nothing more than people's contempt for young people.

But fortunately, I had expected it and was prepared accordingly. I smiled and said, "Then what does Teacher Zhao think the visitor should be? Is it a higher-level patrol officer? Or is it an old man wearing a Taoist robe and a fairy spirit?"

?Or maybe a fortune teller with a martial arts vibe?"

Hearing this, Teacher Zhao was stunned for a moment. Before she could continue speaking, she saw the young man in front of her pick up her cup full of coffee, wrap it up with both hands, and then shake it hard, only to hear a click.

There was a crisp sound, and then a trace of white air appeared on the young man's hand.

I opened my hand, and there was only a pile of crumbs inside. Not even a drop of coffee was left on my dry palm, it had all vaporized.

I looked at the dumbfounded Teacher Zhao, smiled, and said, "Can we continue talking now?"

Teacher Zhao looked at me in shock and was stunned for ten seconds, then nodded, sat on the chair, and murmured: "Okay..."


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