Dai Heming seemed to have recalled something. He forced himself to calm down and looked at Shen Lin with some fear in his eyes.
"You, what did you do?"
Shen Lin smiled and spread his hands.
"It's nothing. I've put you through something. It's a bit troublesome to explain, so I might as well let you experience it yourself."
He admitted it! Dai Heming's pupils shrank, even though he was extremely experienced in Zhengheng Shopping Mall, he was now a little confused.
People are always full of fear when facing the unknown, which comes from the awe from the bottom of their hearts, and they should also remain in awe.
"Is it a hallucination? Or is it?" Dai Heming did not dare to continue. He was extremely sure that the young man in front of him had great abilities and that the other party had nothing to fear.
Shen Lin smiled.
"A little trick, this space you are in is called the ghost realm, and it is the world of evil ghosts. Due to some accidents, this place is now under my control."
"To exaggerate, everything in this space is controlled by me, for example..."
Shen Lin pointed a single finger.
Dai Heming was horrified to find that his lower body had turned into withered bones. What was even more horrifying was that he could control every move of the withered bones, like half a skeleton.
Dai Heming was still planning to say something, but found that some of the frightened crowd around him seemed to have come to their senses.
It's Dai Henian! Dai Henian, who had just escaped from the fear, was in a state of confusion. After seeing his brother's penetrating appearance, he directly fumbled for a pistol from his waist.
Pull the safety, shoot, all in one go.
"Bang bang bang!"
Fire several times until the bullets in the magazine are empty.
Venting allowed Dai Henian to calm down, and then he saw Dai Heming, who was almost like a sieve under his gun.
Fear, helplessness, the fear that slowly leads to despair, because you find that you can't do anything.
In panic, the young man's voice sounded again.
"This is everything I tell you. In the ghost realm, everything here is decided by me."
"clatter!"
There was a clear snap of fingers, as if time and space were switching, and Dai Heming looked at everything about him with disbelief.
In his mind, he should have died in a pool of blood.
He looked at the young man again, and everything in his eyes was being reshaped. The worldview he had spent more than forty years building collapsed in just a few minutes, and then became nondescript and incomprehensible.
"Don't you understand?" Shen Lin asked with a smile.
Dai Heming nodded reflexively, and he even gave up thinking.
Shen Lin asked again, "How are you sure he is holding a gun?"
"Maybe... a banana?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the pistol in Dai Henian's hand that he had fired several times turned into a yellow banana. Dai Henian screamed and threw the banana out in panic. In his eyes, Shen Lin's current appearance No different from the devil.
Incredible, breathtaking, incomprehensible.
Various emotions filled Dai Heming's mind. He quietly glanced at Taoist Jinxia who had turned into a walking corpse, his eyes a little fearful.
Shen Lin followed his eyes and saw a flash of gray light. The walking corpse disappeared and was replaced by the lively Taoist Jinxia, who had been sleeping for a long time.
Dai Heming was already numb. He swallowed a few mouthfuls and stood up, his legs feeling a little weak. Walking up to Shen Lin, his attitude became visibly humble.
"What do you call it?"
"The surname is Shen, Shen Lin." Shen Lin emphasized again.
"Mr. Shen, can you help them recover first?" Dai Heming carefully looked at his colleagues who looked like crazy, as if he saw himself a few minutes ago, looking completely miserable.
"No problem." Shen Lin chuckled and crossed his right hand. The others seemed to be waking up from a dream.
Looking at the familiar scenes, from the most terrifying to the most comfortable, the scenes were so exciting that many people immediately collapsed on the ground, panting like a cow.
Shen Lin snapped his fingers again, the noisy crowd disappeared, and the whole world seemed to have been pressed on the mute button.
The ghost realm has limited effect on the evil ghosts. It can trap them without harming them. On the contrary, it can be regarded as a sharp weapon for ordinary people or ghost controllers. It is a terror that they cannot resist.
Dai Heming accepted all this, and he forced himself to accept it. If he used to have an attitude of rather trusting him than trusting him, now he regards Shen Lin as a god.
"Mr. Shen, what do you want to talk about?"
Finally getting to the point, Shen Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Boss Dai, I won't hide it from you. Although this old Taoist priest talks nonsense and makes a lot of lies, he is right about one thing. Your place is indeed not clean."
Dai Heming nodded. He couldn't help but bow his head under the eaves.
What Shen Lin says now is whatever it is, what is true is true, and what is false is true. Life is in other people's hands, so what's more real?
"I can help you solve it." Shen Lin threw out the bait, which was also the real purpose of his trip.
"Mr. Shen, please tell me what I should do." Dai Heming's words were sincere, not perfunctory.
Shen Lin smiled even more. He likes to deal with smart people and can save a lot of trouble.
"Four hundred million." Shen Lin said, pointing to the unconscious Jin Xia.
"You can charge 400 million for this kind of goods. Come to think of it, the price I want is really not high."
The starting price for solving paranormal incidents within the paranormal forum is tens of millions of dollars, and the request of 400 million is indeed not much.
"Eighty million, Mr. Shen, your price is 800 million. If you can really solve this kind of thing, I, Dai Heming, will give you 800 million with both hands. I will have nothing to say to Mr. Shen if he asks me to do something for the rest of my life."
Shen Lin looked at Dai Heming with admiration. He was worthy of being the richest man in Great Xia and even one of the top 500 people in the country. His vision and heart alone were incomparable.
Dai Heming obviously knows very well that money is just money. Once it is gone, you can make it again. You only have one life. If it is gone, it is really gone.
Moreover, according to Shen Lin, the so-called evil ghosts are real. If they are not solved, the disaster will not only affect one or two people, but also the entire community.
He Dai Heming could distinguish the important from the important.
"I like chatting with smart people. Afterwards, I will give you a card number, deposit 50 million into it, and convert the rest into an equal amount of gold and send it to me. I will give you the address later. Is there any problem? ?" Shen Lin asked.
"No problem." Dai Heming did not hesitate.
800 million in funds may be troublesome for other companies to mobilize, but for those who are engaged in real estate and don't have any working capital, they can afford 800 million.
"Now, let's talk about what happened to you."
Snap your fingers again, and the surroundings return to normal.
When everyone gathered together again to discuss the rectification of Longhu Courtyard, the speaker now turned into a young man.
Having experienced horror, they looked at Shen Lin with fear, and even smiled shyly when he was looked at.
Shen Lin didn't speak, and no one dared to speak. He was like a dictator here, telling the truth.
"When did you first discover what happened?"
The people around looked at each other, and finally focused on Dai Heming.
Dai Heming spoke slowly.
"A month ago, a housekeeper in our community disappeared mysteriously. The family reported the case. We checked the surveillance and found no problems, so the matter was dismissed."
"We didn't take it seriously at first, but the blame lies with everything after that. We received more and more reports, and people disappeared one after another in the community, but the surveillance couldn't find any problems."
"What about the frequency?" Shen Lin asked.
"We conducted a thorough population check three days ago, and it was about one per day." Dai Heming answered honestly.
One per day? Shen Lin's eyes narrowed slightly.
The danger level of this ghost is not high. On the contrary, it can be said to be extremely low. It is also inconspicuous among C-level.
Its scope of intervention should be limited and it can only form a pattern for one person per day.
"Is there a file? A missing persons file." Shen Lin asked. He was trying to find a common feature in the file to deduce the pattern of this ghost.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Shen, please wait a minute." Dai Heming responded repeatedly and trotted to the side to make a phone call.
About ten minutes later, a very beautiful girl arrived belatedly. She had a curvy figure and was neatly dressed. She wore professional ol' attire with black stockings and high heels, giving her a very professional elite style.
This should be a secretary, Shen Lin thought.
Dai Heming took a few stacks of document bags from the opponent's hand, all of which were printed on a rush. In order to ensure that everyone here could watch, a few more sets were printed.
Shen Lin took one of the bags, opened it and browsed it roughly.
"Wen Yumei, female, 54 years old, professional housekeeper, employed at No. 34 Longhu Villa, disappeared in..."
"Qian Hegen, male, 41 years old, professional driver, employed by Longhu Villa on the 21st, disappeared in..."
"Zhou Ruocai, male, 35 years old, professional driver, employed by No. 14 Longhu Courtyard, disappeared in..."
After counting the 27 missing persons, outsiders accounted for more than half, which made Shen Lin frown.
what is this? Will the rules be triggered for people who don’t live in this community? However, there are still residents of this community among the missing people.
Will the rules be triggered when entering and leaving the community? Then why were the security guards not the first ones to have trouble? They were definitely the ones who came in and out the most frequently.
"Is there anything else? Since the statistics were only collected three days ago, are there any records of missing persons in the past three days?"
Dai Heming shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"After all, there are reputable people living here, and most of them are away on business trips all year round. We went through a lot of effort in doing the census once, so we didn't do it again."
Shen Lin nodded, it was harmless. From the current point of view, it doesn't matter whether the files of those three people exist or not. After all, everyone in the files is not connected, and no one can tell the reason after reading it.
Everyone still wanted to speak, but found that the lights in the living room flickered.
Dai Heming was about to scold him, but he remembered that it was daytime, the light in the living room was too bright, and his villa was in a location with the best lighting, so it was not turned on at all.
His pupils trembled slightly. Dai Heming wanted to say something, but he saw that everything around him darkened, and the blood-red light in the darkness enveloped everything like erosion.
He turned around hurriedly to confirm something.
But he saw hands that were as withered as old tree bark and pinched his neck.
