I Can Predict The Whole World!

After receiving such unintelligible postcards for several days in a row, Qian Donglai's original patience has been worn out. Even if it is a prank, it is enough to make people angry.

Qian Donglai didn't have time to find out who did the prank, and all he could do was stop reading similar postcards, so he thought about calling the secretary over.

"If there are postcards of this woman in the future, don't take them to the office, just throw them away." "Zero Zero Zero"

"You mean woman?"

The secretary was dumbfounded and asked: "Isn't this just a landscape photo? Where is the woman?"

"What did you say? Can't see anyone?"

"Yeah...it's really just a landscape photo..."

He glanced at the postcard again, and the woman was indeed standing inside, but her face became even paler.

Then, he felt dizzy.

Even more trembling in my heart.

"Well, as long as it's a postcard in the future, don't bring it in, just dispose of it."

"OK......"

The secretary didn't dare to ask more, but after seeing Qian Donglai's face, he ran away immediately.

Then several days passed, and the annoying postcards finally did not appear again. Originally, Qian Donglai thought that he was back to normal, but then something more terrible happened.

He was about to go home that day, and he passed the letterbox to get the newspaper, when he took it out, a piece of paper floated out.

When I picked it up and looked at it, it was still the same woman.

At this moment, Qian Donglai felt the cold like a poisonous snake covered with scales, crawling up along his legs.

He sat down beside the wall slumped, his whole body was cold, and the tablet also fell to the side.

In the photo, the woman was standing on the beach, the cracked wound was rotten and black, and the woman's face was indistinct in the shadow.

No anger at all, like a dead person!

Below is a line of words, the font is red, the color of blood.

【Wind! There are people everywhere, the sea breeze is very warm, like your embrace. However, I still feel very cold! 】

At that time, Qian Donglai was extremely frightened, so he specifically looked for Lao Zhao.

"and then?"

"I've seen pictures...and there's really nothing there."

Zhao Yu smiled bitterly and said: "At that time, I thought whether he had a mental illness, and I recommended him to see a doctor... But I ignored that his face was very ugly. Qian Donglai never came to me after that. Well, specifically, I just heard about it."

In fact, Zhao Yu felt very guilty about Qian Donglai's death.

If he realized at the time that this was true, perhaps Qian Donglai could still be saved.

"Is there really no one in this photo?"

Hu Bufan frowned and spoke earnestly.

"I can be sure!"

Zhao Yu was extremely serious, "It's not just me, there are actually a lot of people in our office who have seen it, and we can be sure that there is no one on the postcard, and there is no word."

At that time, Qian Donglai tried desperately to explain, but no one believed him.

So, Qian Donglai went to a place later. 5.5

That is, the master who taught him to use live pigs to crack mine boils.

Hearing this, Hu Bufan was immediately dumbfounded.

"Uncle Zhao, wait a minute...what do you mean?"

"This expert, we all know each other, his surname is Song, and his name is Song Qiao."

Zhao Yu looked at Hu Bufan calmly, "I only found out after I asked him to investigate, what's wrong?"_