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

The woman firmly believed Zhang Zhidao's claim that An Chen and Jiu Ge were capable, but what was the situation now?

Zhang knew that hiring these two people didn't require that much money.

"What are you taking out? You really don't need to spend so little money." Jiuge was a little confused.

She opened her phone and showed her wallet balance.

"As you can see, An Chen and I have plenty of funds."

The woman stopped what she was doing and looked at Jiuge's phone.

Then, she froze.

Writing waves is a form of dimensional reduction attack.

"So you don't need to spend this money. Even if you calculate the labor remuneration, it will only cost a little bit." Jiuge finally expressed her meaning completely.

"Pfft." An Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The woman fell silent.

……

After getting the woman's phone number and address and urging her to go home first, An Chen and Jiu Ge held hands and went to the breakfast shop together.

Judging from the aura they sensed, the woman and her family should be fine in the short term.

Since that's the case, there's no need to delay eating breakfast. Otherwise, it would be a loss if Jiuge suffered from low blood sugar on the way.

As they passed through the community gate, An Chen hesitated for a moment about whether to bring Zhang Zhidong along.

But after thinking it over, he gave up.

Before we find out the truth, trying to fight fire with fire with Zhang Zhidong might not actually be effective.

The breakfast shop owner already recognized An Chen and Jiu Ge, the young couple.

Such a handsome and beautiful couple, it's hard not to remember them.

This time, An Chen and Jiu Ge ordered mutton noodles.

As before, the hospitable owner even gave them extra eggs for free.

"Oh right, I only remembered after she came over that you asked your subordinates to handle Hua Zi's matter?" As she spoke, Jiu Ge picked up a piece of mutton.

I originally wanted to ask An Chen about his past, but after thinking about it, I decided against it.

"Ouch... It's so hot..." She had barely finished asking the question when, the next second, the mutton she had just touched her lips fell into the noodles.

“I’ve already sent Ling to investigate. You can wait until the noodles cool down a bit before eating.” Looking at Jiu Ge’s expression, An Chen couldn’t help but chuckle.

"In addition, Hua Zi's original name was Hua Zhijian," he added with a smile.

"Oh..." Jiuge nodded and licked her lips.

She had assumed that most of An Chen's subordinates were alive...

“By the way, through her, I also remembered something.” An Chen looked at Jiu Ge thoughtfully.

"What?" Jiuge looked up.

Her woman's six senses began to alert her.

"Actually, I've worked as a haunted house tester," An Chen said calmly.

"Huh?" This was the second time Jiu Ge had heard this word, and considering the meaning behind An Chen's words, she was completely dumbfounded.

Although Jiuge didn't understand what a haunted house tester was at the time, it was because she was focused on listening to An Chen and the woman's conversation, and Sony didn't think about it in detail.

But if we interpret it literally, doesn't it mean sleeping in a terrifying place and living with spirits day and night, even sharing a bed with them?

"It's not really that scary, it's just about looking under the bed at night without the lights on, or going to the bathroom around 2 a.m. without the lights on," An Chen said with a smile.

"..." Jiuge remained silent.

After a long pause, she looked up and asked weakly, "Will...will there be spirits sleeping next to you? Like sharing a bed or something..."

An Chen remained silent.

Chapter 153 The Mage Was Scared Away (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

After leaving the breakfast shop, An Chen called Zhang Zhidao.

After learning more about the woman's situation, he asked Zhang Zhidao to accompany him and Jiuge to the woman's residence.

If we don't bring Zhang Zhidong, bringing Zhang Zhidao is always fine.

Those who understand some metaphysics know that people full of righteous energy, police officers wearing police uniforms and hats with police badges, and soldiers in military uniforms are very useful spiritual tools for dealing with low-frequency, negative things.

To low-frequency spirits, those police uniforms, badges, and military uniforms are all spirit-destroying artifacts that emit dazzling golden light.

For evil spirits that are not deeply versed in their cultivation, it's basically a matter of attacking them at a lower level.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, Zhang Zhidao, dressed in a police uniform and with a serious expression, arrived in a police car.

According to information revealed by Zhang Zhidao.

The woman's surname was Song, her husband's surname was Li, and her family came from a nouveau riche background.

After suddenly becoming rich, the couple had three children.

Two older sisters and one younger brother.

The eldest daughter is already in high school, the second daughter is in junior high school, and the youngest son is only in first grade.

Last month, the couple planned to buy a villa.

Perhaps because they were looking for a bargain, they ultimately chose a villa in the suburbs of the pseudo-capital that was priced much lower than the market value.

And it only took five days to pay the full amount.

This villa is also very strange.

There are more than one villa in the suburbs, but this one is the only one that is a full million cheaper than the others.

Despite the absence of any rumors about murders, killings, or ghosts, it has remained largely ignored.

The couple was overjoyed after buying the villa.

They immediately moved there overnight with their three children.

As a result, all sorts of strange things started happening after we moved there.

This family first experienced sleep paralysis whenever they fell asleep.

The five people experienced the same sleep paralysis sensation, feeling exactly the same things.

Then, a young turtle that had been raised for a long time died mysteriously.

Their youngest son cried for a long time because of this.

Later, the youngest son started talking to thin air from time to time.

What they said was very strange.

Why aren't you coming over?

Why are you crying?

Would you like something to eat?

Why are you always sitting next to me?

"Why is there blood on your head? I have some tissues here, do you want to wipe it off?"

"Stop staring at me. I'm already too scared to sleep, and you're still staring at me."

Every time they heard their youngest son say these words with a smile, Ms. Song and Mr. Li felt a chill run down their spines.

Then they would take their youngest son to another place, trying to stop him from saying anything strange, as if they were burying their heads in the sand.

But even after doing so, the situation only worsened.

The son often giggles at the air and tells his parents that he has made some very good friends.

Later, the other two daughters also started to become suspicious, saying that there were scary things in the house.

With all three children in this state and the sleep paralysis persisting, the couple had no choice but to spend a large sum of money to hire a Taoist priest to perform a ritual.

The first sorcerer they invited came over, took a look, and performed a spell on the talisman. The talisman burned by itself, and the sorcerer ran away in fright.

The couple had no choice but to give up, convincing themselves that it was all just their child's wild imagination. They thought it was because the child had watched too many horror movies when he was bored at home, which made him mistake his imagination for reality.

For this reason, they even forbade their three children from watching television.

I turned off the Wi-Fi too.

But a few days later, her husband seemed to have become a different person.

His previous honest and kind demeanor was gone; Mr. Li began to become extremely irritable.

She always complains of being in pain and hungry, frequently throws things around the house, and even hits her child for no reason.

Helpless and feeling that things were spiraling out of control, Ms. Song burned incense and prayed to Buddha every day, believing that her family members might have picked up something during the move.

Burning incense and praying to Buddha didn't improve her situation, so she could only spend more money to hire a more famous monk.

As a result, the sorcerer took the high-speed train all the way to the pseudo-capital, and as soon as he entered their house, he gave them a talisman and ran away, not even wanting the money.

Ms. Song was now completely panicked.

Now, the three children are unable to attend school due to mental health issues.

My husband is also very agitated all day and is completely unable to go to work.

Having no other choice, Ms. Song thought of the upright and righteous police officer.

Yesterday, Zhang had just returned to the police station from his apartment when Ms. Song rushed in.

When Ms. Song recounted her experience, her colleagues at the police station, who believed in science and were extremely materialistic, thought that Ms. Song was hallucinating due to excessive nervousness.

However, just to be on the safe side, they still drove a police car to the villa where Ms. Song lived.

After spending a long time investigating the entire villa, they found nothing.

When asked about the situation of four people who were mentally unstable, they were unable to provide any useful information due to their loss of reason.