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"Where did Manager Gao fall under the spell? How is the situation now? Please tell me."

Liao Wenjie asked hurriedly, "The task is ahead, nothing can be missed."

Manager Gao also told him that he would encounter ghosts if he walked too much at night. He didn't believe it, and even said that he had a peace charm to protect him. Now he was fine, he was obsessed with ghosts.

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned. Listening to Liao Wenjie's tone, he seemed very happy that Manager Gao had been possessed.

Who is this?

"Mr. Liao, the situation is like this..."

Two days ago, after talking on the phone with Liao Wenjie, Manager Gao went to visit the client's company, and then he disappeared. When he was found, he was huddled in the women's toilet stall, disheveled, asking stupid questions without saying anything.

Smiling hard.

Currently, the senior manager is in the hospital. He is not very conscious. He had suicidal tendencies last night and was discovered by the hospital nurse in time.

The doctor evaluated Manager Gao's mental state and believed that he was too frightened, which led to his insanity.

The problem is not serious. It is recommended that the family members pay attention to monitoring, medication and psychological guidance, and the patient can return to normal within a few months.

Liao Wenjie asked about the address of the hospital. The person on the other end wanted to have an interview about the decoration issue, but he hung up the phone after a few perfunctory words.

…

Hospital.

Liao Wenjie walked into the ward carrying a fruit basket. Manager Gao's hands were tied to the bed, and he was snoring like a dead pig. Sitting next to him was a middle-aged woman, sighing, who was probably Manager Gao's wife.

"Sister-in-law, I am a colleague of Manager Gao. I heard that he is hospitalized. I will come over for a visit today. Just call me Ajie."

"Hello, it turns out you are Ajie. Lao Gao mentioned you in front of me. You are such a handsome boy. There will never be anyone else."

"Just kidding, what's going on with Manager Gao? Has he already gone to bed?"

"Oh, he's crazy. The nurse just gave him an injection." At this point, the high manager's wife looked sad.

"Can I have a look?"

Liao Wenjie put down the fruit basket: "The rumor I heard is that Manager Gao was possessed by an evil spirit. I have done some research on this and maybe I can get some clues."

"Then I'll trouble you."

Manager Gao is keen on Feng Shui, and his wife is accustomed to it, so she does not reject Liao Wenjie's statement.

After a simple inspection, Liao Wenjie pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and then unbuttoned Manager Gao's shirt: "Sister-in-law, I remember that Manager Gao carried an amulet with him, why is it missing?"

"I don't know. When he was sent to the hospital, he didn't see the amulet."

Manager Gao's wife shook her head and asked, "How about it? Is our boss Gao really possessed by a demon?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor problem. I'll recover after just two days of rest."

Liao Wenjie smiled faintly, said goodbye and left the ward after chatting for a few words.

He had a rough idea of ​​what was going on with Manager Gao. He was indeed frightened, but the fright was a bit severe and scared Hun'er out of his body.

There were too many wandering ghosts in the hospital. Liao Wenjie walked around but couldn't find the ghost of Manager Gao, so he called Zhong Fabai.

Zhong Fabai stayed on the second floor every day to study the elevator. He would not leave the door until the second door was opened. As soon as the big brother rang, he answered the call.

"Old Zhong, let me ask you something. A friend of mine was so frightened that his soul flew away. What should I do?"

"Just stuff it back in."

"..."

You don’t have to say that!

Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes: "That's right. His soul has gone somewhere. Can you summon it?"

"Won't."

"You are a Taoist priest, but you can't even summon spirits?"

"Ajie, you can't do it either!"

"..."x2

"My fault, Lao Zhong, is there anything you can do to get my friend's soul back as soon as possible?"

"Generally speaking, the separated soul will stay with the body, but it is not ruled out that it may run too far if it is too frightened."

Zhong Fabai said: "Ajie, ask where your friend was frightened. If you are lucky, his soul should still be lingering there."

"What if I'm unlucky?"

"I have a Bagua compass, and I can get my soul back by performing a ritual."

"Hey, didn't you just say that you don't know how to summon spirits?"

"The solution is too troublesome and the cost is high."

"understood."

Liao Wenjie hung up the phone. From now on, the price of various services of the ghost catching company will be measured based on the cost of the white clock.

I don’t know what the current market price is. A peace charm sells for 100,000 yuan. Is it a bit expensive?

He is not afraid of being sold at a high price. After all, the goods are genuine. He is afraid of being sold at a low price.

If everyone sells it for 300,000 yuan, but he only sells it for a conscientious price of 100,000 yuan, wouldn’t he cry to death?

After leaving the hospital, Liao Wenjie raised his hand to hail a taxi, called Leon, told him the address, and asked him to hurry over.

After all, Manager Gao is also an old man in the Feng Shui industry. He could be scared to death in a place like the women's restroom...

It's very strange. It would be safer to take Leon with you.

…

Glow Building, office building.

Liao Wenjie stood at the door of the building, pointed between his eyebrows, and took a cursory glance at the thirty-story building.

From the outside, it is no different from the nearby office buildings. It doesn't look like a ghost.

Leon was nowhere to be seen, so he called again.

"Leon, where have you been?"

"I just got in the taxi. I'll meet you in about forty minutes."

"No, it's been so long for forty minutes, and it's already four o'clock in the afternoon. Won't it be dark by the time you get here?"

"It's easy to do things after dark!"

Leon didn't take it seriously: "You must have seen that the night is my home field, black is my lucky color, and it is more advantageous to operate at night."

"What a coincidence, the ghost said so too."

Liao Wenjie complained and glanced around: "I'll wait for you at the nearby coffee shop. If you don't come after an hour, I won't wait."

Leon said it would be there in forty minutes, but he felt that was unreliable, so he left it for another twenty minutes.

As for why not go in now?

Just kidding, if the ghost inside is super fierce, wouldn’t it be asking for trouble if you go in alone?

Fifty minutes later, only ten minutes before five o'clock, Leon stepped out of the taxi with Lily in his arms and looked up at the Glow Building with an extremely complicated expression on his face.

"Leon, what did you see?"

"Ajie, why are you walking silently? You scared me."

"Don't rely on me, you are just standing there in a daze."

Liao Wenjie frowned slightly: "Enough nonsense. I have observed it before. There is nothing suspicious about this building. At least there is no clue from the outside. Did you find anything?"

Maybe it's a matter of time. It's peaceful during the day, but automatically switches to a haunted house at night.

Thinking of this possibility, Liao Wenjie pointed at the center of his eyebrows. He looked at the building again, but still didn't see anything strange.

I'm a little disappointed, but it's reasonable. After all, Lyon is...

"Some time ago, I played blackjack with a patient. I won one floor here, but lost to another patient before I even got warm. I think about things. If I had known better, I wouldn't have wanted the 10."

After all, Leon is a lunatic, and you are only comparing yourself to him because you are mentally retarded!

Liao Wenjie walked into the building with a dark face. Originally, he didn't want to transfer that floor to his name, but now it seemed that he had to act quickly to avoid being lost to Leon one day.

The two of them walked into the elevator. Liao Wenjie pressed the button for the sixteenth floor. He had a question. After enduring it, he finally couldn't help it: "Leon, have you ever thought that you are a person with incredible luck, so you are playing second-hand with others?"

At eleven o'clock, everyone will be blackjack."

"How is it possible? I'm not a god. How can I be so lucky? One time out of ten, it's almost the same."

"Okay, I understand."

Liao Wenjie nodded. If one day Leon got interested and wanted to play blackjack with him, he would stop playing nine games.

As the elevator floor gradually rose, Lily, the lily in Leon's arms, began to spin, pointing erratically, indicating that there was more than one ghost in the building.
To be continued...