What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"Zhang Zhidao introduced me here." The woman was dressed elegantly and had several designer handbags hanging on her body.

“…I see.” An Chen smiled gently.

He had initially thought that Zhang Zhidao might have misunderstood the savior's meaning after hearing the woman's words.

It wasn't until he looked up and noticed that the woman was covered by a large layer of black stuff that he understood what Zhang Zhidao meant.

Something must have happened at the woman's home, so she went to the police station. The police couldn't figure out anything, but the situation was indeed strange. So Zhang knew he could only quietly tell the woman about his relationship with Jiuge.

"Are you having any trouble?" Jiuge also noticed the strange black substance and walked towards the woman.

Upon reaching the door, Jiuge stretched and waved at the woman, only to find that the black object was completely untouchable.

This is not a real object, but an ominous black illusion.

If left unattended, the woman in front of me will die a violent death within a few days.

"You are Mr. An Chen, and this must be Ms. Jiu Ge, right?" Without rushing to answer Jiu Ge's question, the woman carefully examined the two of them.

According to information secretly revealed to her by Zhang Zhidao, a helpful police officer she met at the police station yesterday, An Chen and Jiu Ge possess mysterious abilities that can solve many inexplicable metaphysical problems.

But aren't these two good-looking young people a little too young?

“Yes, my name is An Chen, and her name is Jiu Ge.” An Chen nodded and answered patiently.

When faced with matters of life and death, he didn't mind revealing some of his and Jiuge's abilities.

"Do you have the ability to resolve ghost stories?"

The woman cautiously looked back, and after confirming that no one was around, she asked the two people in a low voice.

"I know a little," Jiuge replied with a serious expression.

When it comes to matters of life and death, social anxiety doesn't matter.

"Please come in first." An Chen stepped back a few paces, gesturing for the woman to come in first.

The woman nodded, then walked suspiciously toward the sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, she carefully began, "Recently, strange things have been happening in my home."

An Chen dragged two stools over and placed them opposite the sofa. Jiu Ge poured a cup of tea for the woman.

"First, I would always experience sleep paralysis in the middle of the night. My husband, my three children, and I would all experience sleep paralysis whenever we fell asleep," the woman recalled, her expression somewhat terrified.

"Mm." An Chen nodded, indicating that he was listening.

"Please have some tea first," Jiuge gestured for the woman to drink some tea to calm her nerves.

“When we experience sleep paralysis, we are conscious, but we can’t move at all. We can clearly feel something around us.” The woman took a sip of tea, her expression still shaken.

It was completely different from the calm and composed feeling I had when I first knocked on the door.

Normally, Jiu Ge and An Chen would definitely use science to explain to the woman that sleep paralysis is a normal physiological phenomenon.

In simple terms, it means the body is still asleep, but the brain is already awake.

But now that we've seen ominous signs on the woman, this possibility is naturally untenable.

"Is there anything else strange besides this?" An Chen continued to ask gently.

"And... my youngest child sometimes talks to thin air in the corner, and my husband has been acting strange lately... our pet turtle, which we've had for two years, suddenly died a few days ago." The woman spoke haltingly, her eyes reddening.

"When did this situation begin?" Jiuge asked seriously.

"It started last month when I moved into the new house," the woman answered truthfully.

"Where is the new house? Can you take us to see it?" An Chen asked after thinking for a moment.

“Sure, but it’s a bit far. Our new house is a villa, in the suburbs of the pseudo-capital.” The woman opened her phone, turned on the map function, and then placed it on the coffee table.

Jiuge glanced at it; the destination was over thirty kilometers away from the apartment.

"A villa?" An Chen frowned and asked, confirming.

"Yes." The woman nodded.

"How much did you pay for this villa?" An Chen pressed.

"The transaction price was one million lower than the market price." The woman did not answer with the specific amount.

"You mean, I might have bought a haunted house?" She took another sip of water.

"I had a private investigator investigate before paying the final payment, and the results ruled out the possibility that it might be a haunted house."

The woman had previously considered the possibility that the house might be haunted.

No matter how she investigated, including searching online, she couldn't find any negative information about the residence.

"Just because it can't be found doesn't mean it doesn't exist." With that, An Chen poured himself and Jiu Ge a glass of water.

Based on the current situation, it is highly likely that the house is haunted.

For An Chen, entering haunted houses is a very familiar operation.

Aside from some previous transactions and things he did on a whim, when he was first forced to leave his home and was extremely short of funds, he once used illusion magic on his ID card to apply for a job as a haunted house tester.

Being a haunted house tester is a high-paying job with simple tasks.

As long as applicants are over 18 years old, meticulous, bold, and believe in science, they can succeed in getting the job.

The salary is calculated by the minute, one yuan per minute, so you can say you'll make money as soon as you go.

Combining metaphysics and science, if a person who believes in science applies for this job, and if he had as much yang energy as Zhang Zhidong did in his lifetime, the spirits in the haunted house would have no chance against him.

Conversely, if the person going there is in poor health, weak constitution, or has an excess of yin energy, even if they believe in science, they may still encounter some unexpected situations upon returning home.

After being hired as a haunted house tester, An Chen stayed alone in a villa where someone had died for several days.

Because he had been emanating a terrifying aura from the road before entering the villa, he didn't encounter any spirits during those few days at work, and nothing strange happened in the house.

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“I still don’t think it’s a problem with the newly purchased villa. My husband and I not only hired a detective to check and review information, but also, to be on the safe side, asked people living in the vicinity and posted questions online before paying the final payment.”

The woman still insisted on refuting An Chen's point of view.

If the villa is indeed such a haunted house, and the news gets out, then her ten million yuan investment has essentially gone down the drain.

Moreover, the woman insisted that everything happened because they had accidentally gotten dirty.

"Furthermore, just to be on the safe side, we even had a Taoist priest perform a ritual. The original owner also repeatedly emphasized that the villa was not haunted, and the price reduction of five million was because the location was simply too remote."

She added, biting her lip.

“…It is indeed very strange.” Jiuge turned her head and glanced at An Chen beside her.

She felt that An Chen's statement was also unreasonable.

Over the years, people must have died all over the world.

Even if it is indeed a haunted house where something happened, it is possible that due to the remote location or lack of information, the perpetrator or the body cannot be found, leaving no evidence and no record of the person.

There are still quite a few unsolved mysteries in the world.

If this weren't the case, many fake spiritual mediums who use this as a front to swindle money wouldn't have come into the public eye.

"Haven't you thought about having someone try out the villa after you buy it?" An Chen and Jiu Ge exchanged a glance and continued to ask.

If you've done everything from online investigations and detective investigations to local interviews and even hiring a sorcerer, you might have also consulted a haunted house tester.

"Haunted house tester?" Jiuge tilted her head and muttered to herself.

They don't seem to understand what a haunted house tester is.

“This…we don’t have any.” The woman’s hand holding the cup trembled.

She exhaled and pulled out a large stack of hundred-yuan bills from one of her purses.

Judging from the thickness, it is at least 50,000.

“This is a deposit. Whatever the reason, I will pay you another 100,000 if it is resolved,” she added.

An Chen was stunned when he saw the banknotes placed on the coffee table.

This is equivalent to three months' salary for him.

Perhaps because she didn't have much of a concept of money, Jiuge didn't react much.

"Anyway, please take this money first. We can go with you to check the situation later. If the matter can be resolved, we can discuss a reasonable price as a service fee." An Chen waved his hand, indicating that the woman should take the money back first.

"..." Jiuge didn't speak, but nodded in agreement.

"I understand, there's not enough money, right?" The woman misinterpreted An Chen's meaning.

After hesitating for a moment, she took out another card from another bag and placed it on the coffee table.

"There's 200,000 in this bank card. You can add more if it's not enough." She stared intently at An Chen.

“…” An Chen was speechless.

He began to think about how to explain this matter clearly.

“You don’t need to do that,” Jiuge suddenly said.

"?" The woman looked up, somewhat surprised, at Jiu Ge.

“Although it’s only two hundred thousand, you should still take it back,” Jiuge said seriously.

"?" The woman was startled.

What's happening here?

A female college student told her it was only 200,000?

"But... adding the 150,000 I promised, that makes 450,000, which is quite a lot for you college students." She said, her face flushed and somewhat exasperated.

How can they be so blatantly demanding such an exorbitant price?

"Well, it's only four hundred and fifty thousand." Jiu Ge's face was serious, not like she was joking.

“…” An Chen turned his head away, trying to suppress his laughter.

The woman panicked and started taking out her cards from her bag again.

She knew that Zhang Zhidao was Zhang Zhidong's younger brother, and she also trusted Zhang Zhidao's character.