On March 8, 2006, he went to the cemetery of Qin Shuai, the son of the client.No unusual was found.

On March 9, 2006, the client visited.Audio file 03120060309.wav.

“Hello, Mr. Qin.Please use tea.”

“Oh, thank you.”

“Did you hear anything?”

“Yes, yes, I asked some of my son’s friends.I knew he had a favorite girl.High school is like, college is the same school, and later work ... they are still connected to the school.Maybe that girl...”

“Do you need to show them photos?”

“Ah, eh.Yes, he said he could send it to him online.This is the contact form.“Is that what I call it?”

“Hmm.Then we'll show him the picture."

Oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

“Mr. Qin, did you hear anything?”

“Ah... I was... that girl, not much about her.It should be... eh . . .

“What’s going on in your house in the last two days?”

“Oh, this...”

“If it’s convenient, we’d like to install surveillance in your home.”That way, maybe I can take a picture of the ghost.”

“Monitoring?You mean, that kind of surveillance in the bank?

“Yes.”

“This, is it not us...”

“I’m going to photograph the lives of both of you.However, you have also said that he is basically doing housework in your home, and the other is the recent acts of vandalism.We can put the monitoring in a place like the kitchen and not capture your husband and wife's privacy."

“Oh...”

“Mr. Qin?”

“Huh?”Oh, this . . .

“Mr. Qin, what happened on the day of his death?”

"Ah?"Nothing, nothing.I really... I don’t know... we didn’t do anything.It’s normal to burn paper.”

“This is so...”

“The email connection takes a little time.We'll follow up there."

“Oh, oh.Yes.I know.Today is...”

“Is there anything wrong with you, Mr. Qin?”

“No.There is none.”

“Hmm.”

On March 10, 2006, he contacted Wei Mingyu, a classmate of Qin Shuai.Audio file 03120060310.wav.

“When Uncle Qin called me, I was shocked.I really didn't expect... ah, sorry, I'm not doubting you... that... they are some old and middle-aged bereaved... When I attended the memorial service, I saw that they were particularly sad, and we gave them two New Year's Evesmen, until this year, they were better emotionally..."

“Hmm.“Mr. Wei, you said you had never seen the woman in the picture?”

“Yes, I haven’t seen it at all.This guy really doesn’t know.I know that Qin Shuai liked one of our classmates, the class leader at that time.She went abroad last year and has been in contact with some female classmates.It’s been good abroad.I heard Uncle Qin say about this, and I thought she had an accident abroad... The girl in the photo, I really didn’t know.I also asked one of our classmates, who didn’t know each other.The picture is not synthetic, is it?”

“No.How much do you know about Qin Shuai’s family?”

“Oh, hey?This is a very ordinary family... very ordinary... do you also suspect Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin?I don’t think you are too old.”

“There is doubt in this regard.Mr. Qin does not seem to want to say anything more about what happened last year.

“Maybe it’s really happened.They suddenly changed their mood and wanted to adopt children... they had already planned for adoption.We heard about it during the year.In fact, not long after Qin Shuai died, we said this when we visited them.They are older, but not to that extent.And both of them work well, they have savings... There should be no problem in raising another child.There is a sustenance, and there is someone to take care of.But that’s what we say.Honestly, we are just Qin Shuai's classmates and friends, and we can help too little.I still visit them often, but in a few years... who knows...”

“Hmm.What about Qin’s view?”

“That... I think, no.It's not Qin Shuai's soul.Not that I don’t believe this.But Uncle Qin said... doing housework or something, Qin Shuai would not.He couldn’t do this.There are some things I am inconvenient to say to Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin.We talked about it when we ate together and ate together.Qin Shuai is ready to get married, buy a new house, the little couple live alone.He said to Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin ... either, not filial piety, that is, not to that extent.At the memorial service, watching them were particularly sad... We later drank and said that Qin Shuai's man was going to die, and the most reluctant thing was probably his game, the star he chased.He likes those.Save money to buy game consoles, buy plane tickets, tickets.But he is not so persistent... how to say... I think he may go back to see Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin, but he can’t do so many things – if there is really such a thing as a “ghost”...

“All right.Is there anything else that you think could be a clue?”

"Well, I don't know, I don't know, just I'm blind and guessing... Aunt Qin, is it...Is it possible that it's the spiritual aspect of Aunt Qin... maybe both of them, that's it, uh... They may have done something, and then they forgot."You should know, right?”

“You mean mental illness?”

“Yeah, yeah, I think that’s more likely, right?These words, we say them, probably they will not listen, we have no position... they ask you to do the investigation... Uncle Qin also said, you propose to install surveillance?That’s it...maybe it naive for me to say so... I hope you don’t lie to them, if it’s really something in their spiritual throes...”

“Of course.The commission we received was to deal with it for them.Whatever the cause of the matter, or what happened, we will tell them the truth of what was investigated.”

“Well, that’s fine.”

On March 10, 2006, a phone call was received from the client.Telephone recording 200603102324.mp3.

“Hello, Mr. Qin.”

“I... cried... oh . . .

“Oh, hey, help...”

“Mr. Qin?“Mrs. Qin?”

“Save the help...”

“I... my wife... I...”

“Mr. Qin, are you at home now?”

“Well, she, she...”

“Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, old Qin, old Qin...”

"We'll get there now."