Chapter 1500
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According to the results of his investigation, the number belongs to the mobile company.
Including QIN NA, there have been eight users.
According to the communication records and real name information of the first few people, except for the first one who has used it for more than one year, the others are all less than one month, the shortest is only seven days.
From this point of view alone, it is extremely abnormal.
Even if all users are recovered by the mobile company because of the arrears, the period of re issuance will never be so short.
And almost after the first user was abandoned, he immediately connected with the second person, which did not break in the middle of a day.
What's more, Qin Na's communication record doesn't contain the baby's crying number that just rang, only one called me.
Where the hell is this number from? There's no record in the mobile company?
What surprised me even more was that Xiao Wu got the information of the former user through the real name authentication on the phone number.
These people are all dead!
Their age, occupation and address are all different, but without exception, they are all dead!
It's just that the causes of death are not the same. Some of them were hit by trucks, some of them were killed by falling objects from high buildings, and some of them drowned
It's all accidents!
As early as QIN NA before the last user is due to an elevator accident, from the 18th floor down to the basement floor!
According to the data, the deceased was a young mother and her child had just been two months old, who died with her.
That is to say, the woman who often appears in the mirror is probably her! It's very likely that the crying was made by the child.
So This is a number of ghosts. One soul chasing another soul is like a dead cycle, constantly asking for life!
The strange things I've experienced in the past are all caused by shady things. It's the first time I've met a phone number like this that can kill people.
"Master Zhang, here What's going on? " QIN NA saw me staring at my cell phone, speechless for a long time, and asked uneasily.
"It's very difficult for you, but don't worry. Let me think about it." I held my brow and thought about it carefully.
In Grandpa's notes, he recorded such a story.
It is said that as early as the Anti Japanese War, there was a sugar salesman in the city of Manchuria. His business was very good, and he was not able to sell it again. But he always left a sugar man behind, and would not sell it anyway. Others think it's strange, but he just doesn't say why.
Then one day, a Japanese officer with a child passed by, and the child insisted on asking for sugar man, so he called him over.
The sugar buyer nodded and bowed, smiled and handed the sugar man over to him. He took the one he never sold and handed it to the Japanese officer. He said, "please try it, Prince."
The officer was very happy. He praised Youxi and drove away.
As soon as he left, the people around him all called him a traitor and left the best sugar man to show respect to the devil.
But this guy didn't explain, and he went straight out of the city.
He has never been here since that day.
Seven or eight days later, when the Japanese officer led the team to clean up the village, he accidentally fell down and didn't know how it happened? A sharp tree root is just inserted into the throat, and the neck is pierced, dead and cocked on the spot.
Another ten days later, another translator died in Fengtian city. It is said that before that, he took a sugar man to eat in the street.
A puppet company commander in Siping and a artillery major in Shanhaiguan were killed successively. It is said that they had eaten sugar man, and the sugar man they bought each time was very similar to the previous one.
After all these things were summed up, the Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters finally thought it was a little abnormal and arrested the sugar salesmen everywhere.
But the man is like the evaporation of the world, and there is no trace from now on.
Later, after the Anti Japanese War, the Soviet Red Army found the archives that had not yet been destroyed from the headquarters of the Kanto army. It is said that they asked Yin and Yang teachers to investigate this matter, and the final result is that this man is most likely a folk expert.
Using soul searching, let these people fall into the cycle of death, one life for one life.
In other words, he used the sugar man as a medium to find the next target for the dead ghosts.
Typical ghost killing!
I have an impression of this story, but I have never experienced it.
Now when I think about it, it's very similar to what QIN NA experienced. It's just that the sugar man changed his phone number.
It seems that if you want to solve this strange thing, you must find the person who sells the phone number!
"Do you remember where the number was bought?" I turned to QIN NA.
"Remember!" QIN NA nodded her head and said: "the scenic spot is very remote. It's a small village in the mountains. There are all ethnic minorities living in it. They don't speak Chinese very well. The person selling the phone card speaks very fluent Sichuan dialect. ""That's good." I nodded, "well, you go back and clean up. I'll go with you again tomorrow to find the person who sold you the phone number."
"I......" QIN NA looked at me and hesitated, "Master Zhang, can I stay here tonight? I dare not go out. " Then she looked out of the door in horror.
It seems that she is really scared. Only hiding here can she feel safer.
"Well then." I don't think she's really scared. I can't bear to drive her away.
But in the middle of the night, I couldn't find a place for her, so I put together several chairs to let her rest and took out a blanket and handed it to her.
"Thank you, Master Zhang!" QIN NA is very grateful to say, tears at me, and almost cry out.
"Don't think so much. We have to start tomorrow. Let's have a rest earlier." I said and sat back at my desk to study Yin Fu Jing. With me sitting here, she might be more secure, right? Besides, I also want to improve myself by business. After all, I have a very important mission.
Time is not long, QIN NA fell asleep.
The night was so quiet that only her breathing was heard.
It's weird. She's lying, I'm sitting, kind of like a corpse.
She sleeps so sweet, which makes me feel sleepy. People are all adding fragrance to tea. I'm so good. I'm sleepy all over.
Even when I saw her fragile and helpless, I thought of Yin Xinyue who was filming in other places
For a while, full of chaos.
I had no choice but to shake my head, continue to study, and slowly give up all the distractions, only in the book.
It wasn't until a ray of sunlight penetrated the glass window and hit the desk that I sprang to my feet.
QIN NA curled up in her chair and slept soundly. She breathed very smoothly. It seems that she hasn't slept so soundly for many days.
I didn't disturb her either. I picked up the things I was going to take and washed my face and brush my teeth. When I came back, she didn't wake up.
So I went out again and bought some breakfast.
Push the door again, but find QIN NA missing!
The blanket fell to the ground, the chair turned over, but there was a slight noise in the back room.
Eh, what's the matter?
I was stunned. Is this another trick of the exhibition of Longquan villa emissary?
Use a little girl to win my sympathy and steal something from the mountain?
I quietly sacrifice the invisible needle, quietly close to the past.
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According to the results of his investigation, the number belongs to the mobile company.
Including QIN NA, there have been eight users.
According to the communication records and real name information of the first few people, except for the first one who has used it for more than one year, the others are all less than one month, the shortest is only seven days.
From this point of view alone, it is extremely abnormal.
Even if all users are recovered by the mobile company because of the arrears, the period of re issuance will never be so short.
And almost after the first user was abandoned, he immediately connected with the second person, which did not break in the middle of a day.
What's more, Qin Na's communication record doesn't contain the baby's crying number that just rang, only one called me.
Where the hell is this number from? There's no record in the mobile company?
What surprised me even more was that Xiao Wu got the information of the former user through the real name authentication on the phone number.
These people are all dead!
Their age, occupation and address are all different, but without exception, they are all dead!
It's just that the causes of death are not the same. Some of them were hit by trucks, some of them were killed by falling objects from high buildings, and some of them drowned
It's all accidents!
As early as QIN NA before the last user is due to an elevator accident, from the 18th floor down to the basement floor!
According to the data, the deceased was a young mother and her child had just been two months old, who died with her.
That is to say, the woman who often appears in the mirror is probably her! It's very likely that the crying was made by the child.
So This is a number of ghosts. One soul chasing another soul is like a dead cycle, constantly asking for life!
The strange things I've experienced in the past are all caused by shady things. It's the first time I've met a phone number like this that can kill people.
"Master Zhang, here What's going on? " QIN NA saw me staring at my cell phone, speechless for a long time, and asked uneasily.
"It's very difficult for you, but don't worry. Let me think about it." I held my brow and thought about it carefully.
In Grandpa's notes, he recorded such a story.
It is said that as early as the Anti Japanese War, there was a sugar salesman in the city of Manchuria. His business was very good, and he was not able to sell it again. But he always left a sugar man behind, and would not sell it anyway. Others think it's strange, but he just doesn't say why.
Then one day, a Japanese officer with a child passed by, and the child insisted on asking for sugar man, so he called him over.
The sugar buyer nodded and bowed, smiled and handed the sugar man over to him. He took the one he never sold and handed it to the Japanese officer. He said, "please try it, Prince."
The officer was very happy. He praised Youxi and drove away.
As soon as he left, the people around him all called him a traitor and left the best sugar man to show respect to the devil.
But this guy didn't explain, and he went straight out of the city.
He has never been here since that day.
Seven or eight days later, when the Japanese officer led the team to clean up the village, he accidentally fell down and didn't know how it happened? A sharp tree root is just inserted into the throat, and the neck is pierced, dead and cocked on the spot.
Another ten days later, another translator died in Fengtian city. It is said that before that, he took a sugar man to eat in the street.
A puppet company commander in Siping and a artillery major in Shanhaiguan were killed successively. It is said that they had eaten sugar man, and the sugar man they bought each time was very similar to the previous one.
After all these things were summed up, the Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters finally thought it was a little abnormal and arrested the sugar salesmen everywhere.
But the man is like the evaporation of the world, and there is no trace from now on.
Later, after the Anti Japanese War, the Soviet Red Army found the archives that had not yet been destroyed from the headquarters of the Kanto army. It is said that they asked Yin and Yang teachers to investigate this matter, and the final result is that this man is most likely a folk expert.
Using soul searching, let these people fall into the cycle of death, one life for one life.
In other words, he used the sugar man as a medium to find the next target for the dead ghosts.
Typical ghost killing!
I have an impression of this story, but I have never experienced it.
Now when I think about it, it's very similar to what QIN NA experienced. It's just that the sugar man changed his phone number.
It seems that if you want to solve this strange thing, you must find the person who sells the phone number!
"Do you remember where the number was bought?" I turned to QIN NA.
"Remember!" QIN NA nodded her head and said: "the scenic spot is very remote. It's a small village in the mountains. There are all ethnic minorities living in it. They don't speak Chinese very well. The person selling the phone card speaks very fluent Sichuan dialect. ""That's good." I nodded, "well, you go back and clean up. I'll go with you again tomorrow to find the person who sold you the phone number."
"I......" QIN NA looked at me and hesitated, "Master Zhang, can I stay here tonight? I dare not go out. " Then she looked out of the door in horror.
It seems that she is really scared. Only hiding here can she feel safer.
"Well then." I don't think she's really scared. I can't bear to drive her away.
But in the middle of the night, I couldn't find a place for her, so I put together several chairs to let her rest and took out a blanket and handed it to her.
"Thank you, Master Zhang!" QIN NA is very grateful to say, tears at me, and almost cry out.
"Don't think so much. We have to start tomorrow. Let's have a rest earlier." I said and sat back at my desk to study Yin Fu Jing. With me sitting here, she might be more secure, right? Besides, I also want to improve myself by business. After all, I have a very important mission.
Time is not long, QIN NA fell asleep.
The night was so quiet that only her breathing was heard.
It's weird. She's lying, I'm sitting, kind of like a corpse.
She sleeps so sweet, which makes me feel sleepy. People are all adding fragrance to tea. I'm so good. I'm sleepy all over.
Even when I saw her fragile and helpless, I thought of Yin Xinyue who was filming in other places
For a while, full of chaos.
I had no choice but to shake my head, continue to study, and slowly give up all the distractions, only in the book.
It wasn't until a ray of sunlight penetrated the glass window and hit the desk that I sprang to my feet.
QIN NA curled up in her chair and slept soundly. She breathed very smoothly. It seems that she hasn't slept so soundly for many days.
I didn't disturb her either. I picked up the things I was going to take and washed my face and brush my teeth. When I came back, she didn't wake up.
So I went out again and bought some breakfast.
Push the door again, but find QIN NA missing!
The blanket fell to the ground, the chair turned over, but there was a slight noise in the back room.
Eh, what's the matter?
I was stunned. Is this another trick of the exhibition of Longquan villa emissary?
Use a little girl to win my sympathy and steal something from the mountain?
I quietly sacrifice the invisible needle, quietly close to the past.
According to the results of his investigation, the number belongs to the mobile company. Including QIN NA, there have been eight users. According to the communication records and real name information of the first few people, except for the first one who has used it for more than one year, the others are all less than one month, the shortest is only seven days. From this point of view alone, it is extremely abnormal. Even if all users are recovered by the mobile company because of the arrears, the period of re issuance will never be so short. And almost after the first user was abandoned, he immediately connected with the second person, which did not break in the middle of a day. What's more, Qin Na's communication record doesn't contain the baby's crying number that just rang, only one called me. Where the hell is this number from? There's no record in the mobile company? What surprised me even more was that Xiao Wu got the information of the former user through the real name authentication on the phone number. These people are all dead! Their age, occupation and address are all different, but without exception, they are all dead! It's just that the causes of death are not the same. Some of them were hit by trucks, some of them were killed by falling objects from high buildings, and some of them drowned It's all accidents! As early as QIN NA before the last user is due to an elevator accident, from the 18th floor down to the basement floor! According to the data, the deceased was a young mother and her child had just been two months old, who died with her. That is to say, the woman who often appears in the mirror is probably her! It's very likely that the crying was made by the child. So This is a number of ghosts. One soul chasing another soul is like a dead cycle, constantly asking for life! The strange things I've experienced in the past are all caused by shady things. It's the first time I've met a phone number like this that can kill people. "Master Zhang, here What's going on? " QIN NA saw me staring at my cell phone, speechless for a long time, and asked uneasily. "It's very difficult for you, but don't worry. Let me think about it." I held my brow and thought about it carefully. In Grandpa's notes, he recorded such a story. It is said that as early as the Anti Japanese War, there was a sugar salesman in the city of Manchuria. His business was very good, and he was not able to sell it again. But he always left a sugar man behind, and would not sell it anyway. Others think it's strange, but he just doesn't say why. Then one day, a Japanese officer with a child passed by, and the child insisted on asking for sugar man, so he called him over. The sugar buyer nodded and bowed, smiled and handed the sugar man over to him. He took the one he never sold and handed it to the Japanese officer. He said, "please try it, Prince." The officer was very happy. He praised Youxi and drove away. As soon as he left, the people around him all called him a traitor and left the best sugar man to show respect to the devil. But this guy didn't explain, and he went straight out of the city. He has never been here since that day. Seven or eight days later, when the Japanese officer led the team to clean up the village, he accidentally fell down and didn't know how it happened? A sharp tree root is just inserted into the throat, and the neck is pierced, dead and cocked on the spot. Another ten days later, another translator died in Fengtian city. It is said that before that, he took a sugar man to eat in the street. A puppet company commander in Siping and a artillery major in Shanhaiguan were killed successively. It is said that they had eaten sugar man, and the sugar man they bought each time was very similar to the previous one. After all these things were summed up, the Japanese Kwantung Army Headquarters finally thought it was a little abnormal and arrested the sugar salesmen everywhere. But the man is like the evaporation of the world, and there is no trace from now on. Later, after the Anti Japanese War, the Soviet Red Army found the archives that had not yet been destroyed from the headquarters of the Kanto army. It is said that they asked Yin and Yang teachers to investigate this matter, and the final result is that this man is most likely a folk expert. Using soul searching, let these people fall into the cycle of death, one life for one life. In other words, he used the sugar man as a medium to find the next target for the dead ghosts. Typical ghost killing! I have an impression of this story, but I have never experienced it. Now when I think about it, it's very similar to what QIN NA experienced. It's just that the sugar man changed his phone number. It seems that if you want to solve this strange thing, you must find the person who sells the phone number! "Do you remember where the number was bought?" I turned to QIN NA. "Remember!" QIN NA nodded her head and said: "the scenic spot is very remote. It's a small village in the mountains. There are all ethnic minorities living in it. They don't speak Chinese very well. The person selling the phone card speaks very fluent Sichuan dialect. ""That's good." I nodded, "well, you go back and clean up. I'll go with you again tomorrow to find the person who sold you the phone number." "I......" QIN NA looked at me and hesitated, "Master Zhang, can I stay here tonight? I dare not go out. " Then she looked out of the door in horror. It seems that she is really scared. Only hiding here can she feel safer. "Well then." I don't think she's really scared. I can't bear to drive her away. But in the middle of the night, I couldn't find a place for her, so I put together several chairs to let her rest and took out a blanket and handed it to her. "Thank you, Master Zhang!" QIN NA is very grateful to say, tears at me, and almost cry out. "Don't think so much. We have to start tomorrow. Let's have a rest earlier." I said and sat back at my desk to study Yin Fu Jing. With me sitting here, she might be more secure, right? Besides, I also want to improve myself by business. After all, I have a very important mission. Time is not long, QIN NA fell asleep. The night was so quiet that only her breathing was heard. It's weird. She's lying, I'm sitting, kind of like a corpse. She sleeps so sweet, which makes me feel sleepy. People are all adding fragrance to tea. I'm so good. I'm sleepy all over. Even when I saw her fragile and helpless, I thought of Yin Xinyue who was filming in other places For a while, full of chaos. I had no choice but to shake my head, continue to study, and slowly give up all the distractions, only in the book. It wasn't until a ray of sunlight penetrated the glass window and hit the desk that I sprang to my feet. QIN NA curled up in her chair and slept soundly. She breathed very smoothly. It seems that she hasn't slept so soundly for many days. I didn't disturb her either. I picked up the things I was going to take and washed my face and brush my teeth. When I came back, she didn't wake up. So I went out again and bought some breakfast. Push the door again, but find QIN NA missing! The blanket fell to the ground, the chair turned over, but there was a slight noise in the back room. Eh, what's the matter? I was stunned. Is this another trick of the exhibition of Longquan villa emissary? Use a little girl to win my sympathy and steal something from the mountain? I quietly sacrifice the invisible needle, quietly close to the past.
