Psychic

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The door of my house was opened from the outside in the middle of the night, who can be calm?

Zhuo Jianming got goosebumps all over his body, and quickly turned his head and shouted to Xin Leitong who was upstairs: "Honey! Take Tao Tao back to the bedroom first, and lock the door!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Jianming went downstairs in two steps in three steps, locked the door, turned around and looked around, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Zhuo Jianming doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. In his opinion, there must be someone behind the strange things that happened tonight.

No matter who it is, as long as he dares to threaten his family, he will never return!

Zhuo Jianming locked the door again, and walked into the kitchen cautiously.

He pulled out a sharp knife from the cupboard that he usually used to cut meat. Holding the knife in his hand, Zhuo Jianming's murderous intentions had already begun. If someone broke into his house, it would be difficult to leave alive tonight. ...

However, the things in his house are not people...

For about half an hour, Zhuo Jianming checked the whole house inside and out, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no one else in the house, Zhuo Jianming turned back to the bedroom.

"Boom boom boom—"

Zhuo Jianming knocked on the door three times, and Xin Leitong's terrified voice came from inside: "Who!"

"It's me." Zhuo Jianming held the knife in his hand, trying to calm down his emotions. I'm afraid he won't let the knife leave his body tonight.

After Zhuo Jianming finished speaking, he heard the sound of bare feet stepping on the floor from inside the door, and then the door opened.

As soon as the door opened, Xin Leitong held Tao Tao who was crying loudly in her arms, and threw herself into Zhuo Jianming's arms, crying like a tearful man.

"It's going to take away our daughter's soul!" Xin Leitong cried to Zhuo Jianming trembling all over.

Zhuo Jianming was terrified by what happened tonight, let alone Xin Leitong.

But at this time, Zhuo Jianming has nothing to do, he can only do his best to comfort his wife and daughter in his arms: "Don't think about it, someone must be pretending to be a ghost, don't be afraid."

"No, no, no," Xin Leitong shook her head like a rattle, "There is really something haunting our daughter!"

Saying that, Xin Leitong raised her head and looked at Zhuo Jianming in front of her: "Husband, if I sacrifice my soul instead of my daughter, you must raise her well."

Xin Leitong's expression was so serious that Zhuo Jianming felt flustered when she saw it.

What happened that night was so weird that Zhuo Jianming couldn't even explain it with his own worldview.

Moreover, Xin Leitong crying in Zhuo Jianming's arms made him feel for the first time the powerlessness of not being able to fully protect his family.

Zhuo Jianming put the sharp knife on the side cabinet and hugged his wife and daughter. Perhaps the only thing he can do now is to use his arms to reassure them a little.

Is there really no way to protect your family?

Zhuo Jianming exhaled annoyedly, what happened recently had a great impact on his mood, and what happened last night made him feel full of self-blame, looking at his wife who was scared and crying in his arms Girl, a wave of ignorance and karma rushed to her head.

Do not! All those who may threaten your family must be eliminated!

There must be a mastermind behind all this. As for who it is, Zhuo Jianming has already figured it out.

Zhuo Jianming picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Da Bian, please tell me the phone number of that surname Jun."

...

Zhuo Jianming also made many enemies in business, but he could think of the only one who might use this method to retaliate against him was Jun Chengzong.

But at this time, Jun Chengzong was still in the spiritual body reaction studio, and was about to fall asleep.

Even if Zhuo Jianming did get Jun Chengzong's contact information, he would definitely not be able to get in.

Because Jun Chengzong's mobile phone has been in airplane mode for several days,

During this period of time, as long as Jun Chengzong turned off the flight mode, the phones of various media would keep ringing, and Jun Chengzong was really disturbed.

Moreover, the unfavorable remarks against Jun Chengzong continued to ferment. Recently, some people even personally visited Jun Chengzong's spiritual body reaction studio to make trouble, which seriously affected Jun Chengzong's normal work and life.

Perhaps only late at night is the only time when Jun Chengzong can feel peaceful.

Just as Jun Chengzong was holding a cup of hot cow's brain and was about to go to bed, there was a sudden sound of a video call from the computer.

Jun Chengzong was taken aback, turned around and walked to the computer, put the hot cow brain aside, and turned on the computer.

"Professor Cook."

After Jun Chengzong returned to China, he communicated with Professor Cook through emails on weekdays, and rarely had video calls, unless it was a very urgent matter.

Thinking of this, Jun Chengzong quickly opened Professor Cook's video.

Two seconds later, a video dialog box appeared in the middle of the computer.

In the video, the old man with the bald head and white beard who is turning the pages of the book with his head down is Professor Cook. Although the small glasses on his face add a bit of academic atmosphere to him, it shows a very Disproportionately funny.

"Hi, Professor."

Hearing Jun Chengzong's voice, Professor Cook realized that the video had been connected. He quickly raised his head, took off his glasses, and said, "Oh, George, thank God you are still alive."

Professor Cook said such a sentence without thinking, which really made Jun Chengzong a little confused, and he couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

"Because you returned to your hometown, I don't know. Since two months ago, people from the Psychic Association have encountered various accidents. In two months, five psychics have died one after another," Professor Cook spoke a little fast, Jun Chengzong had to listen attentively, "The specific situation is not yet clear, but the only thing that is certain is that some demons are taking revenge on you psychics, you have to be careful!"

"Devil?" For some unknown reason, Jun Chengzong's heart tightened suddenly when he heard Professor Cook say that, "Why are you so sure?"

"Because those old men from the Psychic Media Association have already started applying to the church for the protection of exorcists, what else can it be if it's not a demon?"

Indeed, Professor Cook did not get any definite evidence that this was a retaliatory act of the devil against the psychic, but based on the fact that he applied for the protection of the exorcist alone, there may be no other explanation.

"In short, you must be more careful recently!" Professor Cook warned.

"Thank you," Jun Chengzong nodded, but suddenly remembered something, and asked Professor Cook, "Where is Judy? How is Judy?"

Professor Cook slapped his head and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, Judy wasn't among the five dead psychics."

But before Jun Chengzong could heave a sigh of relief, what Professor Cook said afterwards made Jun Chengzong nervous again: "But she disappeared."

"Zhu Di is missing?" Jun Chengzong frowned, and hurriedly asked, "Where did she go?"

Professor Cook shook his head: "I don't know either, but I heard that she left the Psychic Media Association last week, didn't tell anyone where she was going, and never came back. I tried her, but couldn't find her."

"How could this happen?" Jun Chengzong obviously couldn't believe it, but Zhu Di was far away on the other side of the ocean, and no one from the Spiritual Media Association could find her, so what could he do?

Jun Chengzong nodded, apparently a little depressed, and asked Professor Cook: "Good professor, I will be more careful. Did you find anything about the things I sent you before?"