Chapter 192: Boss Jianli (1)

"Deputy Team Ou is here!" Li Jinhe walked out with an ice sip in his mouth.

"Where's Jian Li?" Ou Lu asked.

Li Jinhe sipped on the half-empty ice sip, "Take Lu Fei to handle the case."

Oulu was taken aback, "Is there a case?"

Li Jinhe: "A small case."

Small cases in the special department are not easy for the outside world.However, since he is taking Lu Fei with him...

Oulu narrowed his eyes, "Spiritual case?"

"Well, Lu Fei eats too much, so he will often spend time in some local forums' strange talk pages, and even got a few moderators of the strange talk pages." Li Jinhe said casually.

Needless to say, the following content can be read out. In a metropolis like Yancheng, there are many local forums, and they are quite lively.

This kind of strange talk page, many people go up to tell stories.

Most of them are made up, trying all kinds of nonsense, telling some ghost stories, which are quite vivid, just like personal experience, and the audience is full of applause.The nature of people who like to watch the excitement is brought into full play.

Lu Fei really likes to read it, even though 90.00% of the various stories in these weird talk pages are nonsense.

But occasionally there will be such a one percent situation, it is worth paying attention to.

Some of them are simply not up to the standard of reporting to the special department to assist in the investigation. If they want to manage it, it is purely overtime.

Today's trip was obviously to work overtime, and of course it didn't rule out that Lu Fei liked to join in the fun, so Jian Li went with her without worrying.

Jian Li dotes on Lu Fei very much, firstly because he is young, and secondly because his family has friendship with Jian Li's mother's family.

When Lu Fei came to the special department, his family asked Jian Li to take care of him more, and his ghost ability also needs more training.

Oulu sighed softly, "I won't feed him too much in the future, so as not to cause him trouble after eating too much. What's the specific case?"

Ou Lu sat down on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, dialed Jian Li's number, and asked Li Jinhe a question.

A notification that he could not be connected quickly came from the other end of the phone. Oulu frowned and looked at Li Jinhe, "Have you gone to the death zone? Why is the phone not connected?"

"It's not a dead zone, but the concept is similar. It must be that the signal is affected by other wavelengths." Li Jinhe came over with a laptop, sat next to Oulu, put the computer on his lap and turned on the screen. There was a forum on the screen The page of the post.

Li Jinhe pointed to the screen, "That's it."

Oulu placed his finger on the touchpad of the computer and scrolled the page.

He reads extremely fast, looking at the content of the post almost at a glance, which is different from the post about ghost stories that is full of all kinds of nonsense.

This post feels more everyday, more grounded, more real.

Well, although other ghost story posts are also written in various ways to be close to reality, it doesn't feel the same.This is more of a help post than a story.

Post title-Help, my classmate seems to be caught by something!

Post text - I am a dog who graduated from high school, and finally made it through the college entrance examination.But after the college entrance examination was scored, a classmate who did well in the exam committed suicide!
This is not the point, I and other people with average grades have little relationship with Xueba Naihe, and there is nothing else I can do except sigh.

But a classmate, drunk and cowardly during the breakup meal, proposed to go to school to play pen fairy, and to play on the table of the dead classmate.Then everyone was cowarded by Jiu Zhuang, including myself, they all joined the ranks of dying.

The main reason for proposing this act of death is my best friend, who is very popular.So I encouraged a total of 12 people including me to participate in the death.

Oulu looked at the beginning of this death, and basically guessed the follow-up.

He frowned, and clicked his tongue. There are always endless ways for brats to die. The carload of brats who were brought to death last time, now is another vote?
And the replies below this post are all booing, urging, aggressive onlookers, those eating melons in the front row, those selling peanuts and melon seeds, cigarettes, beer and mineral water in the front row.

Oulu's head hurts a lot.

The student who posted this post is obviously not the kind of storyteller, so there is no gorgeous rhetoric or rendering of the atmosphere.

Straightforward, mostly brief.

Oulu scrolled down a few unnutritious melon-eating posts, and saw the second post by the poster.

Content of the post - I won’t go into details about the content of playing with a pen fairy, it’s nothing more than that, a group of people took advantage of alcohol to spoof, climbed over the wall and entered the school to the classroom, and played a game of death, and there was no I felt something scary, and I didn't feel that there was anything wrong.Even with the help of alcohol, everyone is still very high.At least I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

But the next day, the classmate who proposed this game, that is, my good friend, fell ill.I went to visit him, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, except that he talked less. I just thought it was because he didn't want to talk because he was not feeling well, and I didn't think much about it.

After a while he recovered.I suggested to play it again.

At that time, there were twelve people participating in the game, and six of them were unwilling to participate because they wanted to travel together.And they all said that although they didn't feel anything at the time, they still felt a little nervous when they recalled that night afterwards.

The content of this floor ends here.

Oulu scrolled down, and immediately found the third article posted by the host.

The third is short and self-explanatory.

Post content-they died, the tourist bus they were sitting in had an accident on the highway in the south of the city and exploded, all six of them died.On the day when my good friend made an appointment for the second Pen Fairy game, the six who refused to participate all died on this day.

Oulu didn't move his fingers, staring at the words 'the tourist bus had an accident on the highway in the south of the city'.

Oulu frowned, that's all.This is the reason that attracted Jian Li's attention to this matter.

Oulu looked sideways and asked Li Jinhe, "Is this tourist bus the same bus that was involved in the serial accident on the highway when it rained heavily that day?"

It was the traffic accident with heavy casualties that Jian Li vaguely noticed that day, but couldn't help.

Li Jinhe nodded, "Yes. Lu Fei rushed to the scene of the accident, but there was no way to check it when he arrived, so he wanted to check this post carefully. Of course, it is not ruled out that the person who posted it was just for sensationalism The spoof, deliberately brought in the possibility of this accident. But so far it seems..."

"It shouldn't be a spoof." Ou Lu continued.

The fact that Jian Li's phone can't get through is a good proof of the authenticity.

He swipe to the next post from the host, and it is not difficult to see the emotions of fear and despair between the lines.

Post content-I think my good friend is not him anymore, not the original him, I don't know who he is.I'm scared.We dare not refuse him, and we don't know how long he wants to continue this game, how long he wants us to play with him... I and other survivors who participated in the game are going crazy.Parents don't believe our words, and we have no evidence to report to the police. Is it possible to be relieved only by death?Who can come and save us?

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