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Chapter 585 It would have been a flop long ago without you, but it's even worse with you.

"A few years ago, I was standing in an elevator and witnessed a brutal murder. I never imagined she would harbor such resentment towards me..."

Even after being found, the woman, identified as A, remained fearful and anxious.

She recounted her previous experience of encountering a ghost.

She witnessed a murder several years ago while standing in an elevator. Because the elevator door was not opened, she saw a woman being brutally killed by the murderer.

Now, unable to quell his resentment, he has chosen to return for revenge.

Tan Wenjie: "Why did she choose you to take revenge?"

Reiko Asakawa on the side: "..."

Although this handsome man has a good appearance, he doesn't seem to be very intelligent.

Can't you even think of such an obvious answer?

"Because we stood by and did nothing," the female passerby A tried to explain.

Reiko Asakawa nodded gently.

That's it.

Tan Wenjie: "Then why don't you move?"

"Huh?" The female passerby A tilted her head in confusion.

Even Reiko Asakawa was the same.

They even have the option to move!

Tan Wenjie continued, "She's a bound spirit, trapped here and unable to leave. Otherwise, she would definitely seek revenge on that murderer first... Well, considering the nature of evil spirits in Japan, it's hard to say."

Only a small fraction of Japanese demons adhere to the principle of repaying grievances; most simply kill whoever they catch.

The others present: "..."

It was very targeted, but it made perfect sense and was completely irrefutable.

"Did they catch him?" Tan Wenjie turned to look at the side.

Chu Renmei's blue figure appeared in the corridor, the resentment beneath her feet transforming into octopus tentacles that filled her vision.

"W-How is it?" Qinzi looked at Chu Renmei warily.

Unprecedented power!
It was as if it were a combination of pure, simple resentment, which even gave her a sense of fear of looking directly at the gods.

She quickly turned her gaze to Tan Wenjie, wondering what kind of harsh contract he had signed to make such a terrifying being willing to cooperate.

Tan Wenjie: "I ate it."

Kotoko: "Huh? Eat?"

Her nose twitched slightly, but the resentment in the air did not lessen; in fact, it became even stronger. However, all that resentment came from the terrifying presence before her.

"Finished, that's a wrap. Aunt Mei is leaving."

Tan Wenjie stretched, and the blue-robed female ghost in the distance also disappeared without a trace, taking with her the resentment that filled the entire space.

"Is the house here still habitable?" asked the female passerby A cautiously.

“Of course you can stay here, but it would be best to have a ritual performed,” Tan Wenjie said. “I happen to know a Taoist priest from Maoshan who is highly skilled in magic and offers very reasonable prices.”

"The Taoist priest you're talking about, could it be yourself?"

“Of course not.” Tan Wenjie rolled his eyes. “I’m not that kind of scammer, but his fees aren’t low.”

"I can pay by card! Please help me make contact!"

"Ahem, if you have yen, if we're destined to meet, then I'll reluctantly help you make some contact, but the price won't be too cheap."

"please!"

He bowed deeply, his attitude sincere.

"At least 150."

Can I pay in installments?

"Well..." He shook his head with some difficulty, "This is a one-time thing. It's just fate that brought us together. Don't worry, I'll take care of the situation with the Taoist priest from Maoshan."

"Many thanks!"

The next act of gratitude was another bow.

With such an attitude, Tan Wenjie's heart softened. Should he try to take advantage of her a little less? But in the end, he decided to stick to his original idea.

The most important thing in being a person is to keep your word. How can you break your principles over something as trivial as a few hundred thousand?

Tan Wenjie took out his phone and called Lin Zheng in front of the passerby, female A.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Lin, there's a job here, want to take it?"

That's how he always does things; he speaks his mind and never resorts to underhanded tactics.

"What job?"

"I've already dealt with the evil spirit; the rest is up to you."

"You would be so kind?"

"Then this 10 will only benefit someone else."

"and many more!"

Tan Wenjie's lips curled into a smile: "What, have you changed your mind?"

“It’s definitely not 10,” Lin Zheng said confidently. “20, I’ll take the job.”

"can!"

After giving the address, Tan Wenjie quickly hung up the phone, worried that Lin Zheng might realize what was happening.

Standing to the side, Reiko Asakawa was full of questions. She couldn't understand at all, only vaguely hearing the words "20".

“You heard it too.” Tan Wenjie put down the phone and said to the passerby A, “He just asked for an extra 20. Why don’t you find another medium?”

"No, I want the one you introduced!" The passerby, woman A, shook her head repeatedly, her attitude firm and certain.

Other things might not be true, and she was unwilling to gamble with her life.

"Swipe card?" Tan Wenjie flipped his hand and took out a POS machine.

Higa Kotoko, standing to the side: "..."

She was the only person on site who could understand Chinese. Even though Lin Zheng only asked for 20, it would cost Tan Wenjie at least 170 million to complete the matter.

"Ah!" A scream rang out.

The passerby, woman B, also ran out; she probably only ran out after confirming it was safe.

"Could you also perform an exorcism for me?"

“Well… my friend is very difficult to talk to,” Tan Wenjie hesitated.

Passerby B: "170 million, if I can pay by card."

"make a deal!"

Under their expectant gazes, Tan Wenjie took out his phone again and dialed Lin Zheng's number.

"Oh right, there's another girl who needs purification and exorcism. You can do it too, it's the same whether you're herding one sheep or two."

Lin Zhengkuo sneered on the other end of the phone: "By the way? For free?"

"Sigh, I knew I couldn't fool you." Tan Wenjie sighed helplessly. "Here's an extra 50,000 for you."

"One hundred thousand!"

"Sixty thousand!"

"Ninety thousand!"

"Eighty thousand."

"Hmm?...Yes, deal!"

Tan Wenjie put down the phone, raised his hand to make an OK sign, and was quickly greeted by an excited bow of thanks from a female passerby, Ms. B.

See, they actually have to thank us.

Asakawa, the random girl AB, and others looked at him with admiration, but Higa Kotoko remained silent.

Understanding can be really torturous sometimes, and she can't expose it.

I feel a bit uncomfortable holding it in.

Leaving the building, Reiko Asakawa followed on Tan Wenjie's right, forcing Kotoko Higa to fall two steps behind.

Reiko Asakawa was very excited: "Can I do an exclusive interview with you?"

The ghost encounters were real, the exorcisms were real, and with such a topical subject, she couldn't find a reason to let it go.

"Sorry, no, I'm used to keeping a low profile."

Some people are destined to be as bright and dazzling as searchlights in the dark. He turned to Higa Kotoko and gave her an apologetic look.

Tonight, I've become the main character.

Although Kotoko was wearing a very revealing bathrobe and appeared to be without any body armor, she was lucky not to become a public enemy among women, given that everyone present was female.

"Perhaps we can avoid showing our faces and only record things in writing." Reiko Asakawa did not intend to give up.

"Sorry, can not."

As Tan Wenjie mounted his motorcycle, Asakawa Reiko quickly pulled a business card from her pocket.

"This is my contact information. Please contact me as soon as possible if you need it."

"I will." Tan Wenjie took the business card, nodded, and started his motorcycle away.

This, in turn, left Higa Kotoko feeling completely bewildered.

Knowing Tan Wenjie as she does, he certainly wouldn't let a beautiful woman like reporter Qianchuan, who offered herself up, slip through his fingers.

After rounding a bend, Higa Kotoko finally couldn't help but ask, "Why did you refuse Asakawa's interview invitation?"

Being a medium and being interviewed are not mutually exclusive; she knows many experts and even TV celebrities.

Tan Wenjie turned his head and glanced at Higa Kotoko, who was just going over a speed bump.

The thumping, bouncing sounds were dazzling.

"what happened?"

"The shrine would have been dead long ago without you, but with you, it's even more dead."

Kotoko Higa: "?"

Didn't understand.

The two didn't dwell on Asakawa Reiko's problem for too long. One of them was thinking about the resentful female ghost Chu Renmei, while the other was thinking about the speed bump. Each of them had their own things that were puzzling them.

Let's all accelerate together, forget about everything else, and go back to sleep.

Even those cultivating immortality shouldn't stay up all night.

The next morning, the group sat together to have breakfast.

Higa Makoto's gaze swept over Tan Wenjie and Kotoko; it's hard to guard against a thief within your own ranks.

I've become an outsider.

"Contact me if you need anything." Tan Wenjie made a phone call gesture.

His girlfriends, who live far away, happen to have time; it's a holiday today.

In front of the two sisters, he took out the remote control and changed the channel until he found a scene from early morning.

"That's it."

He lifted his foot as easily as if he were going home.

The Higa sisters: "..."

The two only snapped out of their daze when Tam Man-kit's figure completely disappeared from the television screen.

"Sister." Makoto swallowed hard. "He..."

Qinzi: "..."

She admitted that her previous judgment was wrong, and perhaps the relationship between Tan Wenjie and Chu Renmei was not as she imagined.

Even if there is a difference in strength, Tan Wenjie must be in a stronger position, because she simply cannot see how Tan Wenjie managed to get into the television.

……

"Ah!"

"Ah Jie, are you alright? I brought some tissues."

Cheng Xiaonan looked down for a tissue and then went to wipe Tan Wenjie's nose.

"It's nothing," Tan Wenjie waved his hand. "Where are we going later?"

"I've already booked a restaurant, then we'll watch a movie together, and finally..." Although Cheng Xiaonan didn't say anything, you could tell from her expression that she was definitely planning to use that trick of flipping the Eiffel Tower over and over again.

"..."

Tan Wenjie resolutely nodded in agreement; sometimes, all you need is a burst of energy.

Two hours later, Tan Wenjie, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, savored the experience.

He urgently sent Cheng Xiaonan away.

Then there's Ching Siu-tung.

"Ah Jie, I've already made a reservation at the restaurant. Our plan is to eat there, then go see a movie together, and finally..."

The plan looks so familiar; it's like he's gone through it all before today.

Movie theaters are terrifying places, especially for boys like Tan Wenjie, who are easily taken advantage of in dark corners.

In order not to affect others, Tan Wenjie chose to endure it silently.

After dinner, at the hotel.

Two hours later, Tan Wenjie was smoking a cigarette.

Beside him was Cheng Xiaodong, his face bruised and swollen, but he seemed very satisfied.

Just then, the phone rang again.

Tan Wenjie: "Hello, Xiao Xi? Yes...yes, okay."

"Was that Xiao Xi calling?" Cheng Xiaodong took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

"Yes."

What a perfect time for a date! Tan Wenjie pulled up his pants and rushed off to another event.

Two hours later, Tan Wenjie stared at the ceiling.

Actually, it's nothing special.

Cheng Xiaoxi, leaning against the headboard, puffed out smoke while smoking a cigarette.

……

night.

Hideki Tahara had just finished his work and he enjoys cultivating a perfect image for himself online.

The room isn't very big, but it's enough for one person.

As the night deepened, Hideki Tahara suddenly noticed a blue ball of light floating not far away. He tried to clear his slightly blurry eyes.

The floor tiles emitted a faint, eerie glow due to the blue light.

In his dazed state, he realized that it seemed to be his mother. He tried to greet her, but found it difficult to make a sound.

He lay motionless on the bed, as if something was riding on him.

The ball of light grew increasingly solid, and the other party continued to call his name.

Suddenly, the ball of light transformed into a face that was incredibly familiar to him—his own face.

"call!"

Hideki Tahara sat up abruptly, panting heavily.

Have a nightmare?

It must have been a nightmare.

It was just getting light outside; he was only half an hour earlier than usual when he got up.

But for some reason, Hideki Tahara always felt that it couldn't have been a dream.

When Hideki Tahara got up and went to the toilet to wash up, he always felt like there was something lingering behind him. However, when he looked in the mirror or suddenly turned around to look, he couldn't catch a glimpse of it.

He was sitting at the table eating breakfast when he could hear footsteps.

Someone came to his side.

"Squeak." The chair opposite suddenly made a sound, as if someone had suddenly reached out and pulled it out and sat down.

The eeriness grew stronger, so he decided to finish his meal quickly and go to work.

Inside the company, as a perfect social butterfly, Hideki Tahara smiled and greeted everyone who looked at him with a "good morning" all the way.

His daytime work allowed him to put everything behind him, and that eerie feeling vanished without a trace when he ate and chatted with his colleagues.

When he got home that evening, Hideki Tahara took off his clothes and took a shower.

Splash! Shower rinse.

Next up is the most anticipated part: the bath.

but.

Tap tap, footsteps came from outside.

Someone was lingering outside the restroom. The frosted privacy glass door prevented him from seeing the person's face clearly, but he could clearly tell that it was a person.

The other person's hands were pressed against the door.

"Who?" Hideki Tahara was soaking in the warm bathtub, but his body felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

The biting cold assaulted him, relentlessly stimulating his soul.

He stood up, wrapped himself in a towel, but didn't dare to push open the door and go out to see what was going on. Whether it was a thief or something else outside, taking the initiative to deal with the other party would be a mistake.

The other party lingered until the early hours of the morning before disappearing.

Is this the end?
Hideki Tahara thought it was impossible; perhaps he would have to find someone to help him.

Back in his bedroom, after turning on all the lights, he sat down at his computer and searched online for the most famous exorcists, mediums, and sorcerers.

A mysterious interview came into his view.

A reporter named Reiko Asakawa reports on a haunted case, which involves a handsome exorcist with extraordinary magical powers.

Wait, why is it "handsome," and why is it highlighted in bold and large?

Is this interview serious?

(End of this chapter)