His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

Su Zhe's work needs to be cautious, and there is no mistake at all. If it happens, it may be a major event such as human life or paralysis. He is also used to the preparation work like obsessive-compulsive disorder. It is not an easy task to visit the previous homeowners , So he recorded every bit of information, and checked the history of these numbers through a little contact, wrote it on paper and compared it, and immediately found the problem.

The several homeowners really invited many masters, from monks to Taoist priests to various folk gods. Generally, this kind of "occupation" is easy to find information on the Internet. After all, modern society must keep pace with the times. It is easy to find the phone number by searching the keywords of the boss's name.

"Although the three names are different, the locations are different, and the numbers are different, don't you think the timing of the deregistration and registration numbers is too coincidental?" Su Zhe said, "It's related to the haunted house, such a coincidental way of appearing, anyway I don't believe it's a coincidence."

An ID named "Ning'an Taoist" first appeared as the first homeowner, his wife cheated on her lover, and killed her husband in a fake electric shock accident. He was the Taoist priest invited by his wife.Afterwards, this fellow Taoist did not know why he canceled his phone number in the local area. On the same day, the phone number of "An Cheng Daoist" invited by the next homeowner was registered locally, until the mistress of the second homeowner came to kill him. Wife, on the second day after the trial of this murder case, the phone number of "Zhai An Taoist" was canceled locally. On the same day, a new number was registered in a county not far from the local area. This is the "Anjia Taoist" who appeared in the last murder case. After the dust of the murder trial was settled, the number was canceled at the place of registration.

"Where did you find this information?" Xiang Bei asked in surprise, "Can you get all this?"

"I have many friends." Su Zhe said casually, "Don't you think these three coincidences are too strange?"

Xiang Bei took out his mobile phone and typed a few lines, and read it out by voice: [It's really strange, this Dao name is too ugly, I've never heard such an ugly Dao name in my life, it's not a normal Taoist name at all. 】

Su Zhe almost laughed out loud, and said, "Can't you say that directly? Can't you just add 'I think' to say that?"

"No, what if someone really thinks of such a Taoist name in the future?" Xiang Bei sighed, "There are billions of people in this world, and there is no uniform standard."

Su Zhe agrees with this point: "So, you also think that this is not a normal Taoist priest at all?"

Xiang Bei nodded, stared at the paper for a while, and said, "Do you think this person has registered a fourth phone number and has been waiting for the new owner to call?"

Su Zhe and Xiang Bei looked at each other for a while, took out their mobile phone and called the current owner, and consulted him about his experience of inviting a master. After putting down the phone, his expression was very strange: "This big brother said that he didn't really believe in such things. , after the weirdness happened, he was not willing to invite some wild people, so he hired the host of the local Qingluo Temple, which indeed cost a very high price. The process of the host coming was the same as the agent said, and he left after missing a word. He stayed for one night unwillingly, and ran away when he found that the water stains were still on his way home. After that, he never invited anyone else. On the one hand, he also had no money, so he rented a house for his children to go to school. There was a gap of several years , he came back to live unwillingly, and found that the location of the water damage was still recorded. It didn't start from the beginning. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to come and live again. It was just cleaned regularly, and he kept hanging on the intermediary hoping that someone would find it. Take over."

Xiang Bei raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth: "So, this person may be just as we guessed. When was the last murder?"

"Seven years ago, I searched..." Su Zhe turned on his mobile phone and searched for a long time, "Seven years ago, March NO.20, this person's Taoist name all carried Ann, and then added the local name, hey!"

There are not many search results, but one of them, "An Xin Daoist" with the words "fortune-telling, exorcising ghosts, haunted house" is very conspicuous. This guy is not a social post like Weibo or Tieba, but a website built by himself. Let’s talk about the period when the website was established, which was exactly seven years ago on April [-]th. The page is very simple, but it has existed for so many years, published many cases, and answered thousands of messages, which seems quite serious.

"Hasn't this website cost you money for so many years?" Su Zhe asked suspiciously.

"It doesn't cost much." Xiang Bei said, "I can make it by myself, and the server doesn't cost much for a year."

Su Zhe said in surprise: "You can still make a website?"

Xiang Bei blinked: "I majored in computer engineering in college."

Su Zhe was even more surprised: "You studied this? Which school?"

Xiang Bei casually reported 985 in City B. Hearing that, Su Zhe was stunned. After a while, he said, "So, you just dropped out of school in your senior year?"

"That's right." Xiang Bei began to flip through the code of the website, "At that time, I recognized a master who taught Japanese food, but I thought his level was average, and Japanese food didn't meet my preferences. Later, I went to France to study."

Su Zhe: "..."

The narration box jumped out just right: Su Zhe gradually understood the past of Xiangbei, which was a novel world he had never seen before.

Su Zhe couldn't help raising his eyebrows. I have to say that the narration box is quite human. In contrast, the ubiquitous female voice is very annoyed: "He and you are not from the same world. One day You must separate!"

Nonsense, if it is a world, how boring is it to understand?

After Su Zhe finished saying this in his heart, he couldn't help laughing, and his mood became inexplicably brighter, which immediately attracted Xiang Bei's attention: "What are you laughing at?"

"I just suddenly felt that the female voice was not very creative." Su Zhe said with a smile, "Just talk about things that everyone knows."

Sometimes it's the things you know and can't do that hurt.

Xiang Bei asked a few questions, but Su Zhe didn't want to say anything. After studying this website for a while, the two of them decided to fish this fellow Taoist out to have a look. After all, this is the only doubt left so far. .

"However, even if he is related to these murders, let's assume a little more that he is the one who built the wall, so why did he make these pictures?" Su Zhe still has something that he can't figure out, "He has gained something in this matter." Is there any benefit?"

Xiang Bei thought for a while and said, "Maybe he just thinks it's fun?" Seeing the indescribable expression on Su Zhe's face, he said again, "Anyway, I think the magic circle outside is quite fun."

Su Zhe decided to ignore this guy, and just wanted to call the phone number of the website, but after thinking about it, he changed it to leave a message, mentioned about this haunted house and sought a solution, unexpectedly or not, he waited until the next day He didn’t get a reply even when he slept. In order not to make the message look fake, he searched many relevant local people and left a message, but he got a lot of news. When he saw that thing, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a moment.