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Chapter 1 File 1: Soul Locking Curse ([-])
[-]. Dating in hell

"Do you want to see a real ghost? Go to the gate of Xiangyang Factory at six o'clock tomorrow night!"

Ever since I published the survey reports on several supernatural places in S City on Soyi.com, the number of hits on the website has finally increased considerably.However, these few "side dishes" alone cannot satisfy the appetite of the "spiritual people". I need more, more bizarre, and more real cases.So I posted an announcement on the website, hoping that netizens can provide some information about supernatural events, and I will investigate some of these special cases.

These days, I have received some revelations from netizens, but most of them are speculative and vague. Only this message aroused my strong interest.I am not familiar with Xiangyang Factory, and I can't even find a list of this factory in the city's yellow pages.If I hadn't seen this name in Professor Gu's supernatural materials, I would have thought this message was a silly prank.

Professor Gu is not my tutor. He studies natural science, which has nothing to do with my IT major.But ever since I sat in on his lecture on "Secrets of the Paranormal", I've been fascinated by his theories.

Although I am not his student, Professor Gu seems to treat me with special respect. "You have a special talent, so you are more suitable than others to do some novelty-seeking things!" This is the evaluation given to me by Professor Gu, and it is also one of the reasons why I founded Souyi after graduation.

He even gave me the supernatural case materials he had collected for many years for my reference.Those materials are very detailed, not only in this city, but also in the whole country and even in the world.

I know that Professor Gu's hobby is to decipher the truth of these supernatural events, so in some records, he will write the final investigation results himself.And in some records, he only wrote the words "investigated" without any other content.

When I asked Professor Gu what the result of his investigation was, his answer was only two words: "secret".

When he said "secret", I knew I couldn't ask any more, because he told me that the reason why a secret becomes a secret is because the person or organization that holds the secret is guarding it, anyone who wants to reveal the secret , means confronting the power that protects secrets. For example, a person who steals business secrets will inevitably encounter legal proceedings from the other party; a person who steals state secrets will have the entire huge state apparatus as his enemy.

The higher the level of secret, the more serious the consequences of knowing it.Therefore, a professional secret explorer will firmly follow two rules: first, never inquire about secrets that should not be known; Don't even say it, let yourself be a secret keeper.

"What about this?" I pointed to the page titled "Xiangyang Factory" in the file. Compared with other files, that page was more concise, because it was completely blank except for the title.

I still remember Professor Gu's nervous look, as if someone was pointing a gun at his head. "Forget it!" He closed the notebook heavily, "This is not something you can understand now!"

Of course, I didn't forget it, but I remembered it deeply in my mind.People are always like this, the more mysterious something is, the more curious it is.After returning from Professor Gu, I began to collect information about Xiangyang Factory, but the progress was not smooth. I couldn't find any information about Xiangyang Factory on the Internet or in the library.I asked some local students in the school, and they didn't know anything about it.

In the end, even I doubted whether such a factory existed.Until today, I finally saw a second person mentioning this factory, and my intuition told me that the mystery of Xiangyang Factory was finally about to be revealed to me.

The person who left the message did not leave any identity information, nor did he tell me where the Xiangyang factory is.However, as long as this place exists, there is one kind of person who will definitely know where it is-that is the taxi driver.

But I stopped several taxis in a row, and the drivers immediately told me that they had never heard of this place when they heard me say that they were going to "Xiangyang Factory". Most of the taxi drivers in City S are foreigners, but they shuttled through the streets and alleys of City S all day long, and they have already felt the city better than their own feet.If even they don't know that place, then it can only mean that that place really doesn't exist.

I started to get a little discouraged, but the driver stopped me when I got out of the car: "Maybe Hu will know about the place you mentioned."

He told me that seventy-eight out of ten taxi drivers are migrant workers, and some old local place names may not be known in detail.He will take over after a while. The driver of the next shift, Lao Hu, is a local and has been working for more than 20 years. He may know.

I took this car to the place where they took over shifts, and there was indeed an old driver in his 50s waiting for him, probably the old Hu he mentioned.After the driver got out of the car, he introduced a few words to Lao Hu, and I saw Lao Hu's face immediately changed.

"Young man, what are you doing there?" Lao Hu asked me warily, and the accent was indeed local.

"Master, you know where the Xiangyang Factory is, right?" I said overjoyed.

"No one has been there for many years, boy, listen to me, you can't go there." The old driver shook his head and said.

"Why?" I took the opportunity to ask back, it seems that this old driver seems to know something inside.

"That place is not clean..." The old driver immediately pursed his mouth tightly after saying these words, as if saying one more word would cause trouble to his upper body.

"But I'm a passenger, so I always have the right to go where I want to go!" Since the soft way doesn't work, I have to use the hard way, "If you don't take me off, then I have to call and complain that you refused the boarding."

The old driver's face twitched and he looked at me angrily. "I'm doing it for your own good, oh, forget it, since you insist on sending it..." He swallowed the last word, "Then I'll send you there, what can you do when the time comes?" Don't blame me."

"Master, is the law and order very bad there?" Seeing the car start, I tentatively struck up a conversation with the old driver.

"There is no one there, so there is no law and order." The old driver said impatiently.

"Then why do I feel that you are afraid of that place?" I asked pretendingly casually.

"Hmph..." The old driver seemed to want to say something, but held back, "I don't know about this."

I made him a little dumbfounded, since he knew that there was "this matter", but said he didn't know, isn't this a contradiction?But since he didn't want to say it, I couldn't pry his mouth open.

The taxi left the city and sped towards the northwest, and soon I saw a stretch of mountains.In the past few years, City S's economy has developed rapidly. The city is like a glutton who can never get enough to eat, frantically devouring the land in the suburbs.Only the barren hills and mountains in the northwestern suburbs seemed to be forgotten, and there was no change in the past 20 years.

Is Xiangyang Factory hidden in this barren hill?Judging from the fact that only middle-aged drivers know about the Xiangyang factory, it may not be a matter of 20 years since this Xiangyang factory disappeared from people's sight.

After driving for more than 20 minutes, the taxi stopped in front of a downhill fork. "I can only send it here!" The driver said resolutely, "Go down this fork and you will arrive soon. Go down by yourself!"

I looked out the car window and saw a row of gray shadows faintly visible among the trees in the distance.This mysterious factory was originally built on a depression far below the road surface. If passers-by hadn't known in advance that it was a factory building, they would definitely regard them as a cemetery at first glance.

I estimated that it was only a few hundred meters from here to the factory area below, so I didn't hesitate, so I paid and got out of the car.

The taxi was about to leave, but it stopped again. The driver opened the window and told me to come back: "Young man, I won't say anything else, because you may not believe it if you say it. But, I can tell you for sure that this Someone died in this place a few days ago!"

My heart skipped a beat, and I asked in surprise, "How did you die?"

"I don't know either." The driver looked around subconsciously, as if he was worried that someone was eavesdropping, "I have a colleague who ran a long distance and saw a lot of police cars and ambulances parked here. Curious, I stopped to take a look, and saw them carrying a man covered with a white cloth out."

"Why haven't you seen any media reports?" I asked, since there are a lot of police cars and ambulances parked, it must not be an ordinary thing, such a big movement will definitely be known by well-informed media.

"Hmph," the driver said with a sneer, "this one happened to be seen by others, how many others have not been seen? The water here is too deep, it shouldn't be known by ordinary people like me, and I don't want to go Know."

"Don't worry! I'll be fine." Seeing his silent expression, I comforted him instead.At least, so far I don't feel any danger.This is why Professor Gu pays special attention to me. I have a special instinct, which can sense the approach of danger and death.

The rumors of the other supernatural events that I have investigated are no less terrifying than Xiangyang Factory, but my intuition tells me that they are "harmless".The final investigation results all prove that those horrible appearances are just some coincidences and people's rumors, and some truths are so simple that it makes people laugh.

"That's all I can tell you. It's up to you whether you want to go in or not. Anyway, if something happens, I will say that I have never seen you." After the driver finished speaking, he drove away without looking back.

After the taxi left, I walked up the downhill road alone.There are tall cypress trees planted on both sides of the road, with branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun. I suddenly felt that I was not walking on the road, but walking along a tunnel from the ground to the depths of the ground.

The more I walked, the more I felt that the innocence was a bit dark. At six o'clock in the afternoon, this is the moment when day and night meet. Is there any special intention for that person to ask me to meet at this time?
The ramp kept going downhill, and after walking a few hundred meters, my heart was a little bit suspended, because it got darker as I went down, and now I can hardly see my fingers.There aren't any lights and we have a problem finding each other in case that person is late.

Fortunately, after turning a corner, the boulevard finally came to an end, and the front suddenly opened up, and a wall made of black soot bricks appeared in front of my eyes.In the middle of the wall is a wide iron gate with a fence. The iron gate is welded with steel branches to form a radiant pattern of the sunrise in the east, and there are a few rusty iron characters underneath: "Xiangyang Steel Factory".

It is really the legendary Xiangyang Factory. I finally found it. I was excited, but when I saw those big iron characters "moved", it seemed to transform into a human form.I took a closer look and saw that it was a woman in a black windbreaker, a black turban, and black glasses. Because she was close to the gate, I took her as a part of the font.

"Hello! Are you 'Tuoshou'?" I asked loudly, "Tuoshou" is the ID of the person who left the message.

The woman took off her black glasses, allowing me to see her pale face clearly.She is about 40 years old, her skin is fair and delicate, and she should be well maintained at ordinary times, but she may not have slept in the past few days, so she looks very haggard, her eyes are full of red silk, and I also noticed that beside her forehead, there are still Wearing a small white flower—a costume only worn at funerals.

"You... are Mr. Jane?" The middle-aged lady looked at me suspiciously.

"Nobody would want to impersonate me, would they?" I half-jokingly said, if only someone would take my place, because I'm in debt to run this site.

"I didn't mean that, you are much younger than I thought!" She breathed a sigh of relief, the smile on her face was like sunshine on a cloudy day, fleeting.

She is not the first to say this. Being young these days means not being trusted, so that when my classmates are applying for jobs, they have to wear dark clothes that are out of date for five years, and they have to speak to her in a deep tone that is an octave lower. The interviewer said: "Actually, my mental age is very old!"

But she was not the interviewer, and I confiscated her money, so I didn't have to pretend to be my grandson in front of her.

"You asked me to meet here. Could it be that the ghost you mentioned has something to do with Xiangyang Factory?" I asked bluntly.

"I have seen your website and know that you have some special mysterious experiences. However, this matter is completely different from what you have experienced before. Can you really help me find out the truth?" She asked back.

"So far, I haven't encountered a case that I can't find out clearly." I said conceitedly, if the "discrepancy searcher" can also do research, I guess I can at least pass the sixth level even if I don't have the eighth level.

"This time is really different!" The eyes of the middle-aged woman suddenly became as cold as her voice, "The things you investigated before are all fake, but this time they are true! How dare you investigate a real one?" Is it a ghost? If you continue to investigate, you may die, do you still dare to investigate?"

"No one knows what the result will be until they find out." I still said lightly, "If you have confirmed that there are ghosts, then you don't need me to investigate, right?" I can't be sure that there are ghosts in this world. No ghosts exist, but at least I haven't really encountered one so far.

"That's good!" The middle-aged woman opened the Kun bag with a 'click' and took out a check.

It was already dark at this time, but as soon as I saw the amount on the check, it was as if I saw a holy light shining down from heaven, and the whole world was brightened.

"Is this for me?" My straight waist immediately tilted forward 35 degrees. Tao Yuanming fired his boss back then because his salary was only a pitiful five buckets of rice. For a cheque, I believe it's okay to kowtow, not to mention "bow at the waist".

There is only one voice in my heart at this moment: "Give it to me, give it to me quickly!" With this money, I can pay off someone's debt and never have to suffer from her again.

"It's just a deposit!" The middle-aged woman's words made me feel that life is full of hope. "If you can find out the matter and find out the real culprit, I can give you more money!"

"The real murderer? Are you talking about the murder that happened here yesterday?" I immediately handed back the check I got.My feeling is right, she must be related to the murder that happened at Xiangyang Factory the day before yesterday.I am very clear that my investigation is purely for "entertainment", and I have no right to intervene in any criminal cases.

"I'm sorry! I can't help you. You should contact the police or a private investigator." Maybe there are ghosts in this world, but at least "ghosts" haven't caused me any trouble so far, but if I get involved with the police In my case, maybe someone will come to trouble me tomorrow.

"The police? They are all idiots!" The middle-aged woman suddenly became excited, "The private detectives are also with them, and they are all manipulated!"

Second, the first shock

"As long as you can help me, I can give you a lot of money!" The middle-aged woman not only did not take back the check, but frantically rummaged through her Kunbao. She took out three or four bank gold cards and a diamond earring , a lighter studded with rubies, an empty cigarette case, lipstick, powder case, tissues, and some odd and unknown items, holding them in their hands and saying to me, "As long as you can help me, I can give you all of these. "

(End of this chapter)