A sickly beauty becomes a god in a horror game

Bai Cha felt that there was something wrong with the reporter's attitude.

But she was patiently waiting for the other party to send a message.

Finally, after it was displayed again that it was typing, a message finally came.

Reporter Peng: Is it convenient to contact by phone?
Baicha: Yes, do I need a mobile phone number or direct WeChat?
Reporter Peng directly sent a voice call request.

Bai Cha put on the earphones, and clicked to answer from the WeChat on the computer.

"Hello, Reporter Peng."

"Hello."

The two were silent for a while.

Reporter Peng sighed.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect that you could pull out the news for so many years. I was misled about the news back then. Of course, I also admit that I thought this news would indeed arouse everyone's attention. Widespread attention...so I didn't bother to investigate the real reason."

There was a bit of despair in his voice.

"It's okay, I'm not telling you this to incriminate the teacher, I just want to know about the female ghost in red who hanged on the tree."

Bai Cha's tone sounded very understanding.

Reporter Peng was silent for a while.

"Back then, our newspaper office received contact from someone, saying that there was a case in the suburbs of the city, which might be a news that would cause a sensation in the society. I was relatively close to that side, so I went over there immediately."

"After I got there, I did see a scene very similar to the picture on the barrage that is circulating now, and I also realized that this is big news."

"At that time, both the police and the parents of the deceased came to find me, so I interviewed them directly and asked whether it was suicide or homicide, but the result had not yet come out, so it was difficult to judge, but the parents of the deceased could know that the girl should not commit suicide , and hanged himself on a tree on the outskirts of the city on a rainy night."

Bai Cha said: "If this is the case, then there is nothing wrong with your report. Why do you say it is misleading?"

Reporter Peng was silent for a long time.

Then he said in an extremely dry voice: "Because... I only found out when I followed up later that there was no such family at all."

A meal of white tea.

"What do you mean without this family?"

She had just finished asking this question when Zhang Kemeng poked her.

"Sister Bai, the call got through, but the voice over there was weird, and then hung up again, kind of like... that kind of thing."

Baicha squinted her eyes, nodded, indicating that she understood, and reporter Peng on the other end of the phone also spoke.

"It's just that this family didn't exist. I felt very strange at the time, and I went to the police station specially. The people in the police station said that they did go to the police that day, but they couldn't find the records! I ask them to contact the police. I went to find that family together, but the family seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, or it had never existed, there were no files about them, and there were no traces of their life. The neighbors also said that they had never seen such a person, but that I have interviewed the neighbor before!"

"But he said he didn't remember, he didn't know, he didn't remember, he didn't see me, it was only three days ago!"

Reporter Peng's voice became agitated.

"The most important thing is that we went to the tree in the suburbs again, and there is no trace there!"

"I told our editor-in-chief about this matter, and I asked him who called at the time, and he also gave me the number, but he couldn't get through at all, it was an empty number."

"I even went to the business hall to ask, and the business hall said that the mobile phone number has not been used for many years!"

He said so much in a row, and then fell silent.

Bai Cha said: "In other words, this incident was actually a supernatural case back then, right? In fact, this can also be used to report as news, and it should also attract everyone's attention. Why was it not reported?"

Supernatural events have always been of interest to many people.

Believe it or not, if you see it in the newspaper, you will definitely take a second look.

Reporter Peng smiled wryly.

"That's right, I actually thought so at the time, otherwise, why would I spend so much time investigating? Now I think that even if it's a supernatural event, if you report it, you can gain a lot!"

"But the problem is... on the night I was going to write this manuscript, it was raining outside, and our power went out again."

"The editor-in-chief just called me and asked me if I wanted to go out for a barbecue. I thought it was raining outside, but it was quite hot, and I didn't have electricity at home, so just go out. I took a taxi and went to talk to the newspaper office. people eat together."

"After the meal, but the rain did not stop, I drank some wine. On the way back, my colleagues from the newspaper office sent me to my house. I walked the rest of the way with an umbrella. In a trance, I seemed to see a man in a suit. The man in the red dress followed me, but that was from the reflector of a motorcycle parked by the side of the road, and when I looked back, there was no one there."

"At that time, I felt creepy, and I was sober from the wine. I just wanted to go home quickly, but the road was endless, and I could feel more and more that she was right behind me..."

Reporter Peng still gets goosebumps when he says it.

He swallowed, his voice even more dry.

"I was terrified and started running desperately. I finally ran back to where I lived. Because the power outage was too dark and I couldn't see clearly, I fell down."

"That's when! When I looked up and wanted to get up! I saw a pair of dangling feet in front of me!"

"I don't remember what happened to me at the time. I only know that I was devastated and my mind was confused. After that, I seemed to have knocked somewhere and passed out. The neighbors found out and sent me to the hospital."

Reporter Peng was terrified.

"So I dare not report this matter no matter what. I told the editor-in-chief, and the editor-in-chief is also taboo about this. Forget it. To be honest, more than 20 years have passed. I thought this matter was over. It's..."

"But today you suddenly sent me an email, found all the newspapers from that year, and said that the pop-up window outside now has something to do with this..."

Reporter Peng's voice sounded like he was about to cry.

"I'm serious, as soon as I'm old, my children have grown up, why..."

Bai Cha spoke and comforted him: "Don't worry, this is mainly my guess, especially what you said, the two must be related, but I don't think it has much to do with you, you just as a reporter."

"No, you don't understand at all!" Reporter Peng broke down.

"I read a statement later, saying that maybe it happened in another world, but because I photographed it, reported it, and told the world here about the things in that world, so the things in that world will be into this world."

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