"Zhang Liqin? Hmm, her file is fine."
In the communication room, Liu Xiaoyu carefully looked at Zhang Liqin's file, while holding a pencil and diligently jotting down in her notebook: "Zhang Liqin, possessed by a ghost baby, later extracted by Ghost Eye detective Yang Jian using so thod, temporarily freed from the control of the ghost baby. The extracted ghost baby has been detained and sealed by Yang Jian. The matter is confird without a doubt. The following is the record of the whole incident."
Then she extracted that recording and put the USB drive into the file bag.
"Based on the conversation, it is possible that Zhang Liqin being possessed by the ghost baby is not an isolated incident. There is a woman in her neighborhood who may have had a similar experience. We need to investigate and gather evidence. Yang Jian is already handling this matter."
"Send this file to the captain." Liu Xiaoyu wrote on the file bag: "Da Chang City Ghost Baby Incident."
"Okay." Imdiately, a staff mber took the file bag and left.
Liu Xiaoyu continued to monitor Yang Jian and Zhang Liqin.
Actually, it couldn't be considered monitoring, but rather openly listening. After all, it was with Yang Jian's consent, maintaining communication for twenty-four hours.
At this mont, the sound of communication ca through the earphones.
Liu Xiaoyu answered the call while taking notes.
This was her job, to have a recording and a written record, ensuring the truth and reliability of the matter, reducing the possibility of the file being tampered with.
"Zhang Liqin said: Yang Jian, where can't we go?"
"Yang Jian replied: Trust , we can."
"Hmm? Could it be that the matter with the ghost baby hasn't been completely resolved?" Liu Xiaoyu muttered while taking notes.
"Zhang Liqin: Then be gentle."
"Yang Jian: Okay."
Strange sounds between a man and a woman ca through the earphones, as if they had encountered sothing very troubleso.
After a while, when Liu Xiaoyu was seriously writing on her notebook, she suddenly stopped, her face gradually stiffening. Then the sound coming through the earphones made her face instantly turn red, and she jumped up from her seat like a startled rabbit.
"You bastard, Yang Jian." Liu Xiaoyu's face turned red, unable to help but curse.
The communication officer next to her laughed and said, "What's wrong, Liu Xiaoyu? Did your Yang Jian do sothing that upset you again? I think you should just endure it. The Yang Jian you're in charge of is considered good. Last ti, the detective Xiao Wang was even worse, muttering to himself every day, saying things like 'everyone should die, kill your whole family,' 'I'll twist off your head,' scaring Xiao Wang into having nightmares and becoming ntally unstable."
"Such a big incident happened in Da Chang City, and he actually, he actually has the mood to fool around with a woman." Liu Xiaoyu said.
The communication officer next to her said, "Is that even a big deal? Ask the last Liu, that detective made her dress up as a little girl all the ti during communication, greeting her in island language, saying things like 'Onii-chan,' 'Kawaii,' 'Moe Moe Da,' and hanging up without saying anything. And even worse, the last Zhang who resigned, that detective kept pestering her all the ti, asking Zhang to confess her love, saying all sorts of cheesy love words like 'We will be together forever, you will always be the woman I love, I can eat shit for you,' Zhang endured for three months but couldn't take it anymore and went to see a psychologist."
"..." Liu Xiaoyu was shocked, "Are they that bizarre?"
"The influence of powerful ghosts on the mind is deep. People's thoughts and consciousness will change along with it. Most detectives are lonely and helpless, unable to resist the influence of powerful ghosts. After all, they are also human. In this situation, they will naturally do so things to gain psychological support. From a dical point of view, they are all potential ntal patients."
"Look at those who have survived from supernatural events, which one doesn't have psychological trauma? There are also many who directly collapse and go crazy."
"Of course, there are detectives with relatively stable ntal states, but from the big data perspective, the number of such people will only decrease while the number of people with ntal problems will increase. Didn't the expert say during the lecture? To overco fear, you need a strong inner self and a resilient spirit."
"And most ghost tars don't possess this kind of cultivation. But under the principle of survival of the fittest, the ones who survive in the end are undoubtedly the most powerful group of detectives."
"Why did the captain ask you to pay special attention to Yang Jian? It's because he has this potential. Otherwise, why would he be in charge of so many detectives and frequently ask about Yang Jian?" The experienced communication officer next to her said.
After being enlightened, Liu Xiaoyu's expression eased a lot.
"Is it necessary to record this matter?" she asked with a blushing face.
"You decide for yourself." Her colleague next to her smiled.
Liu Xiaoyu looked at the earphones, her heart filled with conflict. After a long struggle, she finally blushed and put them on.
She felt like she was gradually becoming abnormal.
However, ti flew by.
Da Chang City, 7 o'clock in the morning.
On this day, the city fell into panic and unease because the sun did not rise this morning.
The entire city was shrouded in darkness, with a black and blue aura filling the entire city, making it seem like night during the day.
The city's residents began to realize that sothing was wrong and started discussing it.
The feeling of panic quickly spread in the face of this large-scale supernatural event that was happening.
The only thing worth celebrating was that the terror was still brewing and had not yet occurred. Otherwise, if the whole city fell into chaos, who knows what kind of consequences would arise.
And at this mont.
Observing Jiang Residential Area, outside the villa.
"Bang! Bang!"
Gunshots suddenly rang out, waking up the two people in the room."Who's making such a racket so early in the morning? Don't they care about people trying to sleep?" Yang Jian abruptly opened his eyes.
He hadn't been asleep, just resting with his eyes closed.
Under the circumstances of suppressing evil spirits, he hadn't slept for a long ti.
"What ti is it now?" Zhang Liqin, lazily asked, her arms wrapped around Yang Jian's neck.
"Seven twenty." Yang Jian replied.
Zhang Liqin slightly opened her eyes, "But why is it still dark outside? Is your clock wrong?"
Huh?
Only then did Yang Jian notice that it was still dim outside, but the clock on his phone showed that it was already past seven.
"Sothing's wrong."
His face changed, and he sat up abruptly.
He quickly went to the window and took a look outside.
As he feared, it was already past seven, but it was still dark outside. The sun had not risen, and the sky was still shrouded in a layer of haze. The whole world seed to have fallen into an apocalypse.
"Is this supernatural event finally about to break out?" Yang Jian's face was grave.
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