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Chapter 148 Tell me, can you hear me?

"I want to try." Qiao Sang looked at her aunt and said firmly.

Although the task publisher may be a difficult person to deal with, her intention in taking the task itself is to exercise the abilities of her pet beasts, and what happens to the task publisher is not within her scope of consideration.

The aunt shook her head secretly and said nothing more to dissuade her.

She pointed to the right side with her finger: "It's the innermost room. You can go there, I won't follow you in."

"good."

Qiao Sang came to the door of the designated room.

The door was ajar, but out of politeness she knocked, but there was no response.

I knocked again, but still no one spoke.

Knock again.

"Are you bothered? The door is not closed. I told you it was the innermost room, but I kept knocking for a long time." A strong voice came from the room.

Qiao Sang: "..."

The task publisher seems to be quite difficult...

When I opened the door and walked in, a strong and unpleasant medicinal smell hit my nostrils, mixed with a special smell of an old man.

It was obviously a hot summer day, but there was a damp and cold feeling in the room.

Half lying on the bedside by the window was an old lady with silver hair, high cheekbones and wrinkles on her face.

Before Qiao Sang introduced himself, the old lady asked, "Do you have a ghost pet?"

Her eyes were very sharp, and she looked like an old person with a bad temper.

"Yes, it's a treasure-hunting ghost." Qiao Sang came to the bedside and replied.

In order to ensure the privacy of both parties, the Animal Control Center will not disclose the specific information of both parties.

"Looking~"

As if to prove his existence, the little treasure-hunting ghost appeared on Qiao Sang's head and screamed.

The old lady looked at the sudden appearance of the little treasure hunter and was distracted for a moment. She didn't know what she was thinking of.

After a moment of silence, she picked up a photo from the bedside and handed it over. Qiao Sang took it and looked at it. The photo showed a girl wearing a floral skirt and smiling with two dimples.

The blue lamp-shaped pet beast in his arms is the ghost-sucking lamp.

The old lady only handed over the photo and said nothing.

Qiao Sang felt that it was better to lighten the atmosphere, so he said, "The girl in this photo is really pretty. I wonder who she is?"

Normally, the photos submitted at this time are of the person concerned.

Although the girl in the photo smiles so sweetly, she doesn't look as difficult as the old lady does now.

But people, they definitely change a lot when they are young and when they get old.

Coupled with the ghost-sucking lantern she is holding, it is not difficult to deduce that the girl in the photo is the old lady.

Qiao Sang silently praised his wit.

She pretended not to know who the person in the photo was. The old lady would definitely feel happy when she heard the compliments. Women, even when they are old, still want to hear others praise her for her beauty.

At that time, the old lady will say with her own words that this is herself.

Then he pretended to be surprised and praised a few words, which made the old lady's inner satisfaction reach its peak. Are you afraid that she won't give a good review in the end?

"This is my granddaughter."

Qiao Sang: "???"

Why don't you follow the normal plot!

"Last month, my granddaughter went out to play with the ghost-sucking lantern, but she never came back." The old lady paused and suddenly became sad: "Now that my granddaughter is gone, so is the ghost-sucking lantern."

Qiao Sang's heart trembled, his granddaughter was gone?!

What this means is...

She considered it slowly and asked softly: "Did the police get any clues later?"

The old lady snorted coldly: "A bunch of useless guys, if there are clues, why would I issue a mission?"

Qiao Sang's heart became heavy. There was actually a person involved in this mission...

It's understandable that the ghost-sucking lantern can't be found after it's gone far away. It's a ghost-type pet, and its whereabouts are already weird, but if a person disappears together and still can't be found, it's not an ordinary missing incident.

After all, surveillance is everywhere in today's society, and people cannot become invisible, so how can they disappear alive in the same place?

Could it be...

A ringing sound pulled Qiao Sang out of his thoughts.

It's the old lady's phone number.

"Hey, girl... I drank the medicine, grandma is fine..."

Because the room was extremely quiet, Qiao Sang could vaguely hear the voice coming from the other end of the phone.

She is a girl, and her voice sounds similar to the girl in the photo.

After the old lady hung up the phone, Qiao Sang hesitated and asked, "Is it your granddaughter calling?"

"Um."

"May I take the liberty of asking how many granddaughters you have?"

"one."

Qiao Sang was silent, and after two seconds she asked: "Then what did you mean when you started saying that your granddaughter is gone?"

The old lady looked over with sharp eyes: "She later went to the Lianqi area with her parents. What are you thinking?"

Qiao Sang: "..."

She wants to change tasks...

"..."

"The lamp stand on the right side of my ghost lamp is missing a section. It saved me from breaking it when I was 28 years old. There is also a red nail-sized mark on its head, which I used for it when I was young.

Leftovers from inferior dyeing paste, and…”

The subsequent conversation was barely smooth.

During this period, I didn’t know if it was because the old lady had made a contract with a ghost-type pet. During the conversation, the little treasure hunter ghost kept floating next to the old lady, as if it felt something attracted it.



Qiao Sang walked out of the room and came to the door to put on his shoes.

The aunt who had been staying in the living room came over and stared at Qiao Sang for a while and said in a low voice: "I think you should change your mission."

Qiao Sang raised his head and asked in confusion: "Why?"

During the conversation with the old lady just now, she also found out that this aunt was paid by the old lady's son to take care of her, and she had no relationship.

But even so, this aunt should be facing her employer for no special reason.

If it was because of the old lady's weird temper, she remembered that she had already expressed that she didn't care at the beginning.

The aunt turned her head and looked at the back room, and lowered her voice by another degree: "Old lady, you don't have much time. By the time you find the ghost lamp, it will be of no use. I just want to give you a reminder because you are still young."

Qiao Sang was a little stunned. Although the old lady looked very old, she spoke with great energy and seemed to be in good spirits.

And his eyes were very sharp, and he couldn't tell that his days were numbered.

Besides, what the old lady said when she knocked on the door at the beginning was obviously because she heard the conversation between the aunt and her in the living room.

How can a dying old man have such good hearing?

Although her room smelled like medicine,...

etc……

Qiao Sang suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The old lady's room was at the very back, at a certain distance from the living room. The aunt's voice was still a low volume. The door was initially ajar, but the gap left was negligible.

When she first came, the aunt went inside to check with the old lady to confirm her identity.

But she didn't hear a bit of their conversation, which was enough to show that the sound insulation effect was pretty good...

But why can't she hear clearly at the same distance but the old lady can hear clearly?

Qiao Sang took a deep breath and asked slowly: "Tell me, can the old lady hear what we are saying now in her room?"

Auntie was stunned for a moment: "How is that possible?"

At the same time, the old lady lay down on the bed and covered herself with the quilt from head to toe.

A faint voice came from inside.

"You think I can hear everything I think..."


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