Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 98 Strange feeling

Although she was complaining madly in her heart, Yang Liu was actually happy about the fact that she had given up the main seat.

Anyway, the remuneration has been negotiated in advance, so who would want to work when they can slack off?
The spiritual vision that Fukuyama Haruhiko gained after using the ritual was obviously not as strong as Yang Liu's. He searched the room for a long time before finally turning his attention to the photo frame on the table.

So Fukuyama Haruhiko walked out of the room with a serious face holding the photo frame. Yang Liu, who was standing beside him, noticed that Chuan Wenyu's expression changed obviously when he saw what he was holding in his hand.

"According to my observation, there is indeed a strong ghost power reaction in this room."

Mr. Chuan was a little worried when he heard this: "I wonder if Priest Fukuyama can help my family with the exorcism ceremony. I can pay extra money!"

"That's not necessary. This is the purpose of my coming here. Just follow the compensation we agreed on." Haruhiko Fukuyama shook his head.

Yang Liu was shocked when he heard what Fukuyama Haruhiko said: "No buddy, are you sure you can do it?"

Although he couldn't sense spiritual power, Yang Liu could clearly understand the strength of each person's vitality through their actions.

Considering the vitality of the priest in front of him, if he dared to challenge the evil spirit level now, he would be asking for trouble.

The two people who were talking on the side were of course unaware of Yang Liu's complaints, and during the conversation they had even almost decided on the specific date for the ceremony.

During this time, Yang Liu kept staring at Chuan Wenyu beside him with interest.

He gritted his teeth, suddenly rushed out from the side, snatched the photo frame from Fukuyama Haruhiko's hand, and hugged it tightly in his arms:
"I disagree!"

Mr. Chuan looked at his eldest son with a helpless expression: "Wenyu! Wake up, the dead cannot be resurrected, it's time for you to come out!"

Fukuyama Haruhiko on the side also advised: "Yes, Mr. Kawa, ordinary ghosts don't have such abilities, and you can't be sure that the person you saw is the one you saw. It is very likely an illusion cast by the evil ghost."

"Yes, brother, I know you blame yourself, but the police said it was just an accident." Even his little daughter beside him was advising him.

"No! Dad, you don't understand. You all don't understand! That was definitely Mei Zi. Mei Zi will not hurt me!"

Chuan Wenyu looked possessed. He pushed everyone away, rushed into his room and locked the door.

"Wenyu! Wenyu!"

Looking at the family knocking on the door, Fukuyama Haruhiko felt a little helpless, and then he saw Yang Liu's thoughtful expression.

Noticing the young priest's gaze, Yang Liu smiled at him, then pulled him aside to discuss something.

Not long after, the Kawa couple, Yang Liu and Haruhiko Fukuyama sat down at the dining table in the living room again.

"Mr. Priest, my son is just a little upset right now. Don't worry, I will get his consent soon... By the way, can this exorcism ceremony be performed outside of his room?"

Although he said that he would convince his son, judging from Mr. Chuan's attitude, he seemed to want to take a direct and forceful approach.

Fukuyama Haruhiko glanced at Yang Liu hesitantly, then shook his head guiltily: "Well... I am not strong enough. I cannot perform the exorcism ceremony without the assistance of the person haunted by the evil spirit. I wonder how Mr. Yang is doing?"

"I'm not good at exorcism rituals." Yang Liu said truthfully, "So if I want to solve this matter, I think I need to get more information. Can I ask Miss Meizi what's going on?"

Mr. Chuan and his wife looked at each other, then nodded hesitantly: "Of course, it's our fault that we didn't explain it clearly before because we were afraid of hurting the child's heart."

"Alas... that child is also a pitiful person..." Mrs. Chuan, who was standing by, lamented, holding her face.

Chuan Wenyu and Miss Mei Zi were in an office romance, both of them belonged to a photography company. Chuan Wenyu was responsible for the equipment, and Mei Zi was responsible for the actors' makeup.

Mei Zi had a tragic life story. I heard that her mother died when she was a child, and she has been living alone for so many years.

But the miserable childhood did not defeat this girl. Instead, she enjoyed helping others every day.

Chuan Wenyu was attracted to this cheerful girl, and after defeating many suitors, the two soon reached the stage of getting married.

But soon after they got engaged, something unexpected happened.

In order to prepare for the company's annual meeting in the new year, the photography company arranged a rehearsal.

When Mei Zi was performing, the lighting equipment above the venue accidentally fell and killed Mei Zi in the center of the stage.

“My brother had taken leave that day because of something, so he kept blaming himself, thinking that if he had prepared the equipment himself, this accident would not have happened.

So even if it was really Miss Meizi who wanted to take my life, she should have gone to the person who was in charge of the equipment that day, not my brother!"

The youngest daughter of the Kawa family sighed helplessly, and then looked at Fukuyama Haruhiko with burning eyes: "So, Your Excellency the Priest, you must save my brother!"

Being stared at by the other party made his scalp tingle. Fukuyama Haruhiko secretly glanced at Yang Liu and found that he was already lost in thought. He could only bite the bullet and nodded: "Don't worry, I will do my best!"

"If it's Haruhiko, there will be no problem!"

Ignoring the two little guys' flirting, Yang Liu summarized the information he had just obtained:
"So it seems that this girl's obsession lies in this aspect. Revenge? Not likely. That is a milder type of obsession. Making up for regrets? Then... what kind of regrets are they?"

"Meizi's death was not an accident!"

An angry voice interrupted Yang Liu's thoughts and broke the atmosphere at the dinner table.

Chuan Wenyu ran out of the room again and stood beside everyone, his face full of anger: "I have also seen that equipment when I checked it before, it is absolutely impossible to be aged! Meizi was murdered!"

"Wenyu, don't say that kind of thing anymore. The police have already investigated it. Your seniors in the company have been called in for investigation many times because of what you said. If you continue to say that, you will be disliked in the company." Mrs. Chuan said worriedly.

As the most pure Japanese in the family, she understands best how the Japanese would react to such a situation.

"say no more!"

With a loud shout, Chuan Wenyu ran out of the house angrily and ran wildly on the street.

Looking at Chuan Wenyu who slammed the door and left, Yang Liu felt a strange feeling in her heart.

"Something's wrong. Why?"

"Wow... Brother is pretty handsome sometimes, just like in the movie."

Yang Liu's eyelids jumped at the infatuated voice of her little daughter, and she immediately winked at Fukuyama Haruhiko:

"Priest Fukuyama, let's follow and see, maybe we can find the real source of the ghost power."

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