This is not a weird story

After seeing Wei An come out so quickly, Wen Qiong was relieved, but suddenly saw him look like this, Wen Qiong was frightened again.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

Wei An forced a smile and replied: "It's okay, I'm just very tired and want to have a good sleep."

Wen Qiong had the illusion that Wei An had lost weight and asked, "How long have you been in there?"

Wei An answered without thinking: "30 days, the time in the ghost story is inconsistent with real life, so in your opinion I will come out soon."

"In other words, the people in the Investigation Bureau also felt that we came out just a while ago?" Wen Qiong seemed to have some realization.

Wei An nodded and said no more.

Meng Yibo didn't notice anything unusual here, but after taking stock of the scene, he walked over to the mother and son and said, "This is not the worst outcome we expected. At least three people saved their lives."

Only then did he realize that Wei An was in poor condition and asked, "Wei An, are you injured in there? Mentally?"

Because Meng Yibo knew that any physical trauma, no matter how serious it is, will heal on its own after coming out of the ghost story, only the impact on mental consciousness will not.

That is to say, Wei An seems to be pale, but in fact the problem is not with his body, but with his mental consciousness that leads to the current situation.

Wei An nodded slightly: "I received a little bit of mental abuse, but luckily I survived."

"Can this be included in the report..."

Before Meng Yibo finished speaking, Wei An shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to remember it anymore."

"Yeah, don't recall, son, don't worry about them!" Wen Qiong said immediately to the side, while looking at Wei An with concern.

Even as the management authority, participants cannot be forced to do things against their will, unless failure to do so would threaten the lives of others. So Meng Yibo shrugged, no longer forcing, and just turned to look at Wen Qiong. .

"Then please record the memories of this encounter and compile it into a report for us. It doesn't have to be fast. You can write it slowly."

Meng Yibo's tone became surprisingly good.

After all, Wei An has now completed three ghost stories and is qualified to be promoted as an investigator. He and Jian Hui are the only two investigators in Zhoucheng.

Meng Yibo still remembered that Wei An didn't seem to like money. After the strange story was dealt with on the spot, he was going to go back and make a report so that his superiors could authorize him to hunt Wei An from other aspects.

Human beings have weaknesses. Wei An is still so young and full of energy. Meng Yibo thinks it will be very easy to hunt him down.

Thinking of this, Meng Yibo turned back and looked at Jian Hui, who was standing far away and seemed to have an abnormal expression.

Unexpectedly, this strange story in the market has such a strong psychological impact on people. Even the experienced investigator Jian Hui seems to have suffered "mental trauma" and looks awkward, dazed, and completely out of state.

Meng Yibo didn't know that Jian Hui had really picked up the dust this time and barely even got the rewards from the main mission.

If Jian Hui had survived the strange talk alone, the situation at this moment would definitely be different. At least he was full of energy and commanding, and his eyes were full of the wisdom of a wise man.

But at this moment, with Wei An's mother and son around, he didn't dare to pretend.

Arriving in front of Jian Hui, Meng Yibo's tone became extremely polite: "Jian Hui, thank you for your hard work this time! If you hadn't ignored your personal safety and entered the ghost story, both mother and son might not have been able to survive. The army was destroyed inside.”

"Haha, easy to say, easy to say." Jian Hui smiled softly.

"I'm not in a hurry. You can wait until you go back and rest for two days before giving the report to me." Meng Yibo reminded.

"Report? What report?" Jian Hui waved his hand, "I have a headache. I have the sequelae of last time and I can't remember anything. You guys should work hard here, I'll go back and rest first."

By the time he finished speaking, he had already walked out of the meat area.

Meng Yibo was stunned. He didn't know why so many people didn't want to hand in the report this time, but fortunately, Wen Qiong didn't refuse. He just waited for her to hand in the report when the time came, and then closed the case after summarizing.

The follow-up matters of the vegetable market were handed over to the Management Bureau and the Public Security Bureau. Although the vegetable market was close to home, because Wei An was weak, Wen Qiong still insisted on taking a taxi at the entrance of the vegetable market, and the mother and son returned home.

His father, Wei Zhengdong, left the door of his house wide open and kept walking around the house, restless. If the administration had not restricted others from going to the market, the gate over there might have been crowded with family members by now.

When he saw Wen Qiong and Wei An coming back, Wei Zhengdong was shocked, then beamed and laughed.

"I just want to say that my Wei Zhengdong family is prosperous, so I won't be left alone to grow old alone! Sit down and rest, son, why don't you look right..."

Mother and son ignored Wei Zhengdong's excited chatter and answered his questions one by one.

Wei An had something to eat, went back to his room to rest early, and called his colleague Zhou Xin to ask him to take another five days of personal leave.

week Talk to Yu Changshun directly.

But if Wei An is really inconvenient, Zhou Xin doesn't mind telling Yu Changshun for him, but the effect of asking for leave will be greatly reduced.

Wei An paused and said, "Just tell Lao Yu that I have to take five more days of leave. Anyway, I don't get paid for taking personal leave. Don't worry about the rest. I will explain it to him and the HR department after I get back." "

Looking at it now, no matter whether I am a participant or an intruder in the strange story, I no longer have the opportunity or energy to work at Hua Fei Game Company, not to mention that guy Meng Yibo has been offering high salaries to seduce my unsteady heart. .

"Ok, no problem."

After Zhou Xin asked Wei An again about his current situation, he hung up the phone.

Wei An was so tired that he fell asleep without even taking his cell phone away. He put it to his ear.

After sleeping until midnight, when the surroundings were still dark, Wei An suddenly opened his eyes.

After opening his eyes, he did not look sleepy. Instead, he remained alert and surprised, and his eyes quickly turned to the side.

At this time, there was a rustling sound next to his bed, like the sound of a large amount of clothes rubbing together.

Wei An slowly turned his head and saw that the closet door next to the bed had been opened to about half an arm's length.

The closet was dark, and only some of the clothes piled near the door could be vaguely seen.

At this moment, a strand of loose long hair appeared in the darkness inside the cabinet, and then a strange woman revealed half of her face. This face had a lot of mutilations and missing skin and flesh.

Her eyes were wide open, and she kept a weird smile on her face. She stared at Wei An lying on the bed with her exposed left eye, and slowly stretched out the same mutilated left arm from the closet door. All five fingers, including the ring finger and little finger, were broken. , the thumbnail is turned open.

At the same moment, the woman squeezed out a hoarse and unpleasant voice: "I found...you!"

Wei An suddenly sat up from the bed, with beads of sweat on his forehead, breathing rapidly. When he looked at the closet again, he found that the door was closed, and the scene just now seemed not to have happened at all.

After taking a breath, he knew that he had just had a nightmare. When he looked at the time, he saw that this was the longest sleep he had slept in this month. He had slept from yesterday afternoon to four thirty in the morning.

There are some things that I’m not happy to express. I’ll open a separate chapter to talk about it with you later.