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Chapter 9 The Frequency of the Soul

In the private room on the second floor of the tea house, I was drinking tea alone, eating Qin Qiuyue's homemade snacks, thinking about what happened just now. Yuchi had just gone to General Qin's office to report the situation. I think my performance is not bad, but these days

The experience I had here was truly amazing, and my world view was almost subverted.

Mr. Qin and Yuchi just walked in together. I quickly stood up to greet them and nodded and said, "Hello, Mr. Qin."

Mr. Qin gestured for me to sit down with a smile and said, "How are you doing today? If you have any ideas or questions, feel free to ask." After Mr. Qin sat down, he turned around and motioned for Yuchi Gang to sit down, and then continued to smile.

looking at me.

"Well, right now I'm just wondering if our job is to catch ghosts? This is also one of my questions." I looked at Mr. Qin and said.

"There are no ghosts in the world. Ghosts are all in people's hearts. What you have seen so far are souls. A soul whose harmonic frequency is deviated and a group of harmonic frequencies that are led or enslaved by souls with ulterior motives.

It's just a deviated soul," Mr. Qin replied.

"Can't these souls be called ghosts?" I continued to ask.

"I remember telling you that the soul is material, and the so-called ghosts are illusory things, which are not the same as the soul. And you also said before that you know the technology of brain wave control, right?" Qin

always replied.

"Yes, I understand brainwave control technology, but I have indeed seen the soul thing, but I don't understand it." I was still confused as a monk.

"Since we are talking about brain waves, as a 'wave', there is a certain frequency, which is the same as radio waves, and brain waves are the expression of the frequency of the soul. When a person dies, the body of life is not enough to carry the soul as a material

When it is gone, the soul is separated from the body. This is the so-called mist-like thing you see, but these are not visible to everyone." Mr. Qin further explained.

"Then why can I see it? Oh, to be precise, it should be us." I seemed to understand a little bit.

"For example, both radios and mobile phones can receive radio waves, but the radio cannot make calls, while a slightly better mobile phone can not only make calls and surf the Internet, but also receive wireless broadcasts. This is the difference. The frequency range we can feel

It is much wider than ordinary people, and this range includes the harmonic frequency, so it is not surprising that you can see what the soul looks like." Mr. Qin explained patiently.

"But I've never seen it before. Why have I seen it in the past few days?" I was still a little confused.

"You have to thank me for the tea." Qin Qiuyue replied at the door, "And I invited you to dinner at noon today! You have to think about returning the invitation."

"Your tea? Did you put something in the tea?" At this point, I suddenly felt like I was on a pirate ship.

"Oh, why do you say it so harshly? It's like trying to kill someone for money. Let me tell you, not just anyone can drink this tea, it's hard to find. Just go home and have fun, the dog bites Lu Dongbin

You don't know the heart of a good person." Qin Qiuyue wanted to continue scolding, but was interrupted by Yu Chigang: "Hey, I'm off topic, let me explain."

"I'll use the analogy Mr. Qin just made to explain. Any radio equipment that wants to receive or transmit radio waves needs an antenna. Without an antenna, your equipment, no matter how sophisticated it is, will not be able to receive or transmit radio waves. So that cup

Tea is like putting an antenna on you. What Qiu Yue said just now is right, we don't give this 'antenna' casually, it must be strictly inspected." Brother Gang explained.

"Strict inspection! But I didn't feel how strict it was, except that it made me a little scared today." I asked in confusion.

"Then do you remember the Wang Mumu I mentioned on the day of the interview?" Mr. Qin suddenly asked.

"Oh, remember, those are just my thoughts. How do you know what I'm thinking?" I asked eagerly, because it was really chilling to have others peek into my inner thoughts.

"Haha, don't be afraid. I don't have any ill intentions. That's just part of the investigation. Brain waves have frequencies, but everyone's frequencies are different. I can detect the frequency range of your brain waves and adjust it to

That range is used to receive it, so it is not surprising to know what you are thinking." Mr. Qin looked at me and said.

"Oh, that's it. I was really scared to death that day." I scratched the back of my head and said, "But can you know what I'm thinking in real time?"

"Doing this will be very tiring and dangerous. It takes a lot of energy to adjust to other people's brain wave frequencies. And if you don't use it well, your own brain wave frequency will be affected. If you meet someone who is more capable than you,

People who are high-minded and have ulterior motives are even more dangerous, and it is possible to become someone else's puppet in minutes." Mr. Qin said seriously.

"Oh, that's it. Can the two of them do it too?" I looked at Qin Qiuyue and Yuchi Gang and asked Mr. Qin.

"We can't do it. We don't have that level of ability." Qin Qiuyue rushed to say.

"If you say so, every time a person or animal dies in this world, a soul will come out of the body. Doesn't that mean that there are souls floating in the sky all over the world?" I continued to ask Mr. Qin.

"I expected you would ask this. These souls will pass through the frequency barrier and enter a world that suits them according to their own frequency range, which is the harmonic frequency they told you." Mr. Qin explained, "And you see

Things, their harmonic frequencies have deviated, and they are unable to cross the frequency barrier and enter a world that suits them."

"What kind of world is that?" I became more and more interested.

"Oh, let me tell you, you are just a millionaire. You don't want to wait here for dinner, and go on and on." Qin Qiuyue became impatient again.

"Haha, no. It's getting late now, so let's get off work first. The rest of the time is long. I'll explain it to you slowly, and you can experience and understand it yourself, okay." Mr. Qin smiled.

He said to me.

I looked at the time, and it was indeed getting late. Since my boss said so, let’s get off work. I won’t be paid overtime anyway, I thought.

"Mr. Qin, I'll get off work first." I said to Mr. Qin.

"Okay, do you need a ride?" Mr. Qin replied politely.

"Oh, no, no, no," I waved my hand quickly and said.

"Remember to go to work as usual tomorrow. Don't be late. If you are late, your salary will be deducted." Qin Qiuyue said loudly.

"You can't be late, don't worry." I replied to Qin Qiuyue.

"Then walk slowly." This was Brother Gang's voice.

I waved goodbye to the three of them, left the teahouse, and rode my big flying pigeon home. I was filled with indescribable excitement along the way, but also lingering doubts in my heart.


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