This is not a weird story

That thing was indeed Wang Zhen's new razor, and what Wang Zhen was holding was the Ghost Story Search Device that he had just received and had not yet opened the box.

Everyone in the room was embarrassed. Meng Yibo and Pei Na were embarrassed because they recognized the wrong search device, while Wei An was embarrassed because he just couldn't find the switch for the new razor.

Wen Qiong was also embarrassed because she didn't know why these people suddenly became silent, and she thought there was something wrong with her report.

After coming out of the management office, Wei An suddenly had a premonition because he saw Meng Yibo looking at his mother strangely just now, as if he was looking at himself.

Before getting on the bus, Wei An said to Wen Qiong: "Mom, have you noticed that Meng Yibo might want to take you into the bureau just like me?"

Wen Qiong slapped her thigh: "Let me tell you, I didn't put on makeup today, and Comrade Bobo kept staring at me."

"If I were him, I would also have plans to incorporate you into the management bureau." Wei An said: "The first time you entered Kaitan, you obtained a special profession and two props. It can be said that not only does Meng Yibo think highly of you, I’m afraid even the central city has listed you as a key target of attention.”

After a pause, Wei An said: "Because with the occupation and props you have, you can almost pass the next ghost story safely."

"Isn't the next ghost story C-level?" Wen Qiong asked.

Wei An shook his head: "Of course not, do you think everyone will memorize it? C-level ghost stories don't appear often. Your next ghost story will most likely be F-level, and there is a small chance of it being E-level."

"Oh, that's good." Wen Qiong felt relieved.

While the mother and son were returning home, Wen Qiong told Wei An that she seemed to have felt a lot of changes in the past few days, such as the return of her aggressive personality when she was young, and when she saw some people or things that made her angry, she would I can't help but want to go up and take care of it.

Wei An only said: "Don't use the knife."

He knew that his mother, who had gone through the ghost stories, should be changed and purified in some aspects just like him, which would be a good thing for him to break through the ghost stories in the future.

The ghost story search device was left in Pei Na's hands for the time being, and Wei An did not take it away. In fact, the "Search for Ghost Stories" in his plot editor was much easier to use than that device.

Not long after returning home, an unexpected guest came to visit, it was Jian Hui.

After meeting Wei An and his son, Jian Hui was a little nervous, but Wei An probably guessed his purpose.

He came as a guest and made Jian Hui a cup of tea. The family sat in front of him. The scene felt like a live interrogation of a prisoner.

"I'm sorry to bother you with my sudden visit." Jian Hui thought about what to say in his heart, and hesitated: "Actually, I am very grateful to meet you mother and son, otherwise this time, in the strange story about the bloodthirsty butcher, I might have lost my mind. It’s really over.”

"Actually, we are just lucky." Wei An said.

"To be honest, I didn't take the initiative to enter this ghost story." Jian Hui sighed, "You don't know how scary high-level ghost stories are. I have been in contact with other investigators, so I know it very well. Before the ghost stories started, I We have all concluded that you will all die, and no one can come out. And the basis for my determination is only that this ghost story is D-class."

After a pause, Jian Hui said again: "No one expected that it was actually a C-level, and the condition for completing the ghost story was to risk your life and survive. In order to save you, Aunt Wen did it! Otherwise, I don't think anyone can do it." arrive."

"You said you didn't take the initiative to go in?" Wei An asked.

"Well, because of our special professions, sometimes if we are very close to a certain ghost story, we will be sucked into it. But this chance is very small, and besides, I was still so far away from the raw meat area that day." Jian Hui nodded.

Wei An didn't say anything. Now he probably knew that the way he got into the bloodthirsty butcher and the pearl milk tea ghost story was completely different from that of investigators like Jian Hui.

Even if people are forcibly sucked into ghost stories, their identity will be a "participant", but unlike him, Wei An does not seem to be sucked in because of his identity, so he becomes an "intruder" in these ghost stories. ".

The intruder is also treated very well. After everyone leaves, he will be left behind and asked to complete the devil's task.

Now that Jian Hui is so frank, mother and son suddenly realize that no wonder this guy has always been so stubborn. The first reason is that he doesn't want to come in. The second reason is that Jian Hui knows very well that since no one can live with this weird story, he comes forward rashly. There is only one way to die.

No one would have expected that the odd pair of Wen Qiong and Wei An would appear, leading to a big reversal and turning a loss into a win.

Jian Hui continued: "I'm sorry, my words may be a bit harsh, but the performance of you mother and son in the ghost story is too reckless. I even doubt whether you knew anything in advance, such as the direction of the plot, otherwise it would be like this If you continue to be reckless, you will one day suffer big losses."

Wei An and Wen Qiong thought about it carefully, but Wei An really knew where the plot was going.

"Thank you, we will pay attention to this in the future." Wen Qiong nodded. Looking back over the past few days, she also felt that there were many things that were not considered carefully at that time.

"But..." Jian Hui became hesitant again at this time, "My performance this time is indeed somewhat unsatisfactory. Although there are reasons, I still want to ask you two not to be in the game..."

"We know." Wei An said: "Everyone has his own way of dealing with strange stories. In the face of extreme danger, everyone is selfish, and they will only think of saving their own lives at the first time."

"Thank you, thank you for understanding!" Jian Hui breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, the purpose of his coming here was to confess to the mother and son and stop them from talking nonsense around the bureau. After all, how investigators handle cases must maintain privacy and take into account face.

"Is this why you haven't been to the administration these days?" Wei An asked deliberately.

Jian Hui was stunned: "How many days? What's today's date?"

Wei An was stunned: "Your perception of time is wrong again?!"

Jian Hui shook his head and smiled: "I don't wear a watch anymore. Now I feel like I have to look at it all the time. It's very tiring, so I just stopped wearing it."

"For this kind of trauma on the consciousness level, can we only seek treatment from a psychiatrist? Is there no other way?" Wei An asked with a frown.

His current situation is actually of the same nature as Jian Hui's. Wei An calls it the "nightmare flaw" because all kinds of weird things wake him up in nightmares.

He was asking the right person this question. Jian Hui was worried at first, so he kept looking for various solutions. Later, after communicating with investigators from other cities, especially central cities, he found that it was useless to find a psychologist in the real world. of.

An experienced investigator in the central city told him that the best way is to build his own "mental barrier". During the construction process, the mental barrier will repair the trauma on the mental and conscious levels by itself, and if the construction is successful, it will be used for future investigation. This type of trauma will act as a natural barrier.

"Spiritual barrier?" Vianchi asked.