"What phone? Which phone?"

  Mo Ran and Xiao Mo were both stunned, unsure what Zhang Tianyi was talking about.

  Zhang Tianyi didn't keep anything from the two of them, he opened his mouth and explained:

  "The four deceased victims all had their mobile phones go missing after they died."

  "People are already dead, even if their phones can still be found, it's pointless."

  Jian Mie Rang still didn't understand his own meaning, Zhang Tian shook his head and smiled, and didn't entangle himself in this matter again. On the other hand, Xiao Mo Lu revealed a look of sudden realization, and then said to the two:

  "If only one victim's phone had gone missing, it might have been a coincidence, but with all four victims, the disappearance of their phones is no longer just a coincidence. The disappearance of their phones and their deaths are somehow related, in my opinion, their phones were taken by ghosts."

  Xiao Mo boldly expressed his speculation, which coincided with Zhang Tianyi's speculation.

  The monk who was listening to their conversation couldn't help but ask again:

  "What's the point of taking away the victim's phone? The ghost's purpose is just to kill, everyone was killed by it, what's the use of leaving a broken phone behind! Is this ghost a collector, specializing in collecting dead people's phones?"

  According to normal logic, ghosts wouldn't collect mobile phones, but if the rules recorded in the notes are added, then this thing becomes possible.

  The ghost likes to make game rules, like playing a puzzle game with the victims and following the rules it sets. Currently, this game doesn't seem very intelligent, but rather like an escape game.

  First, the ghost sends WeChat messages to the victims, informing them that they have already joined this game. Afterwards, it will leave some time for the victims to ponder the rules of the game in order to struggle for a thread of possibility to escape.

  But in fact, they can't see what rules this game has. The so-called game is just a process of waiting for death. Moreover, during this process, the victims will not feel anything and still pass by as usual. In the end, they don't even know how they died or why they died.

  After they die, their phones that have received WeChat messages will be taken away by ghosts, just like the winner's prize.

  Xiao Mo is now a complete rookie, with almost no experience in solving paranormal cases. The little knowledge he has is completely copied from that notebook, and it's all about learning by doing.

  So he copied the notes, defining the victim's mobile phone as a trophy in the game, and treating the ghost in the incident as a voyeur filled with longing for the trophy. It was this idea that led him to think of a possibility:

  "Will the ghost's target be just the victim's phone? It will send WeChat to the victims, maybe it's just a cover, of course, it may also serve as a positioning function, that is, who received the WeChat on the phone, who is the real killing object of the ghost, this object is not fixed."

  The Taoist priest's complexion suddenly fell, and he looked very surprised. Zhang Tianyi didn't react much, but just said lightly:

  "We have no choice but to try."

  Zhang Tianyi adopted Xiao Mo's proposal, and the three of them hastily left here to join forces with Li Shuai and others.

  Because they didn't know who the ghost's next target was, before setting off they split into two groups. Li Shuai and Xinyan went to another victim's home, while they came here.

  Sitting in the taxi, Xiao Mo glanced at Zhang Tianyi and Miao Ran Dashi. At this moment, the two were very calm, almost without a hint of panic. Xiao Mo smiled wryly and then looked at himself in the rearview mirror, his face filled with indescribable horror.

  He can't be as carefree as the two of them, after all they are just bystanders to this incident, while he is a direct participant, and the ghost will eventually take action against him.

  As for this supernatural event and the existence of these people, he is now completely bewildered. He is extremely suspicious of Zhang Tianyi's purpose in participating in the supernatural event. Is it just to delay the pursuers' pursuit? This reason cannot convince him, there must be a deeper reason.

  The deep-seated reason is currently unknown to him, but he can more or less guess why these people don't tell him clearly.

  "They still doubt whether I really lost my memory."

  Xiao Mu had a strong intuition that after this incident, something extremely terrible would happen.

  At the same time, Li Shuai and his two companions finally arrived at the victim's home.

  "It's finally here!"

  Li Shuai rubbed his sore butt, cursing non-stop. Old Gao gave him a sideways glance and walked straight to the door, knocking on it with a "thud thud" sound.

  Not long after, a man in his thirties opened the door. Seeing that he was still alive, Old Gao and the other two people all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, fortunately they had not arrived too late.

  The middle-aged man's name was Cui Xuan Yuan, a free writer who liked to stay at home, so he didn't have many friends and rarely had visitors. So when he saw Lao Gao and his two companions, he looked extremely surprised, even a little frightened by Lao Gao's ferocious face.

  "Who are you?"

  Chui He hid behind the door and asked with a puzzled expression.

  "We are police..."

  Lao Gao originally wanted to say that they were police, but before he could finish speaking, Li Shuai behind him took a step forward and said:

  "You're going to die soon, there's a ghost coming to kill you, so hurry up and open the door to let us in!"

  Li Shuai's nonsense made Cui Xuan far stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and scolded with an unpleasant face:

  "You must be out of your mind!"

  After finishing speaking, the house door closed with a "bang".

  Chui Xuan-yuan's actions made Li Shuai very unhappy, he kicked the door with force and then turned his head to say to Lao Gao and others:

  "This kid is really stupid! Is this how you treat someone who has helped you?"

  Lao Gao's face was covered in dark lines. He yanked Li Shuai to one side and scolded him:

  "If I were him, I'd go inside and grab a kitchen knife, then chop you, you son of a bitch, to death with one slash!"

  Lao Gao was truly angry, and only then did General Li calm down. Afterwards, Lao Gao, still worried, reminded General Li a few more times before knocking on the door of Cui Xuan-yuan's house again.

  This time Chui Xuan didn't even open the door, and was only heard shouting from inside:

  "I don't know you, if you don't leave I'll call the police!"

  "Don't get it wrong, what he said just now was nonsense, our true identities are police officers."

  Lao Gao pulled out a certificate from his upper garment pocket and aimed it at the peephole:

  "Look, this is my ID."

  After re-examining the documents provided by Lao Gao, Cui Xuan opened the door, but his attitude was still not very good:

  "The police are looking for me, I rarely even go out of the door in my daily life, it's impossible for me to come into contact with any criminal suspects."

  "It's something else I want to talk to you about, shall we go in and speak?"

  Choi Hyeon hesitated for a moment, but still nodded:

  "Come on in!"

  Recently, due to some personal matters, my writing state has been extremely poor, resulting in the second volume of the story not meeting my expectations at all. Some things were also left unwritten. In the following chapters, I will strive to adjust my state and make up for lost time.