Logically speaking, the Security Bureau does not record the status of anyone other than the spirit woman.
But this witch had once reported the case to the police, and the Security Bureau also made a simultaneous record.
This made it easier for Jiang Xuxu and his companions to lock on their target.
The group went to the witch's address.
This witch lived in an alley in the old city. It was said that nearby residents who did not understand something or wanted to see her would privately seek her help for spiritual communication.
When the people from the Anshi Security Bureau visited her, they confirmed that she was not just a fraud but actually had psychic abilities, so they recorded her in the register.
When Jiang Xuxu and his companions arrived, the room was obviously "busy".
An old-style bungalow with a small courtyard and a thick cotton curtain at the door.
Through the gap, I could vaguely see two or three people sitting inside.
An elderly witch was sitting on a cushion, opposite her were a man and a woman.
She held one hand of the two people opposite her with her skinny hands, one on each side, while muttering something.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Jiang Xuxu and others who were waiting outside the house clearly felt a gust of cold wind blowing.
Afterwards, the witch in the house seemed to change her face in an instant. She was originally an old woman in her eighties, but now she spoke like a young girl.
"Mom and Dad! You finally came to see me! Wuuwuwu..."
On the opposite side, the middle-aged couple's eyes suddenly became red when they heard the voice and tone. Although their daughter had been gone for half a year, they immediately recognized that this was their daughter.
"Nannan! It's really you! How are you doing down there? Your mom and I have dreamed about you these past two days. Are you suffering from some kind of injustice down there? Is it because you don't have enough money?"
The reason they came to see the witch was because they had been dreaming about their dead daughter for the past two nights. However, they could not hear their daughter's words in the dream and could only look at her anxious face.
The couple had also watched the movie "Inspiration" and knew that ghosts and gods really existed in this world. They did not dare to take the sudden dream about their daughter lightly, so they thought about finding a psychic.
Unexpectedly, they really got to see their daughter!
The possessed woman was also very excited at this time, but she quickly remembered the important matter and said hurriedly,
"Mom and Dad! I came to you in my dream to tell you, don't believe my cousin's family! And don't listen to what they say about adopting my cousin!
I heard everything! They are not good people! They just want to cheat you out of your house after my cousin is adopted, and then let you support them and their family!"
The girl spoke in one breath, and the middle-aged couple opposite were stunned.
"How could this happen? But she said that you are good friends with her privately..."
"She lied to you all! I don't know her at all!
She looked at my social media account to understand my interests and hobbies, and pretended to be good friends with me in your place! I didn’t borrow her money and not pay it back! "
The girl's voice was angry.
"My only best friend is Lin Meng! I do owe her some money, but I don't have to pay it back, she won't take it.
In short, don't trust my cousin's family. If they still bother you, call Lin Meng and ask her for help! Just tell her I said so."
The girl swayed as she spoke, turned her head, and noticed that only a small piece of the incense stick was left. She didn't bother to greet others, and finished her last words in a crackling voice.
"Please help tell Lin Meng to log in to my account and delete all the chat records and private photo albums in my phone. Also, remember to ask her to burn some merchandise for me at Jingjing's concert next month..."
The middle-aged couple listened in a daze. When they saw the incense burn out, their daughter, who was still chattering, stopped talking.
Then, the witch in front of him lowered her head, and when she raised her head again, her eyes had returned to their lifeless gray.
The two knew that their daughter was gone.
I felt extremely sad, but I still had to do what my daughter asked me to do.
After thanking the witch, the couple decided to go to Lin Meng to ask about the surrounding area...
Jiang Xuxu and others outside the house were waiting for the middle-aged couple to go away, when they heard an old voice coming from inside.
"Come in."
When the group entered, they saw that the lights were dim. There was an incense table in the middle of the hall, and the witch was sitting on a cushion. When she looked up, her eyes were obviously different from those of ordinary people.
He is actually blind.
"You...are not here for spiritual communication?"
Although the witch cannot see, her ears are still very sensitive.
Jiang Xuxu didn't exchange pleasantries when he saw this. He first stated his identity as a member of the Security Bureau, and then explained the reason to the witch in front of him.
"We are not sure whether the girl whose face was replaced is the disciple you reported missing, so we want to find you for confirmation."
But obviously, the other party couldn't help them "recognize people".
When the witch heard that her disciple might have had her face replaced, she almost couldn't stand up due to her already hunched body. But she still staggered to her feet and groped her way into the house silently.
Soon, she took out a photo frame and a piece of clothing.
The old woman handed the things to Jiang Xuxu directly. After a long while, she said in a hoarse voice,
"I can't see it. This is a photo I took with that child. Can you help me... take a look? If it's her, this dress is something she wears often..."
Somehow, when Jiang Xuxu took the thing from the old man, she felt a sense of sadness in her heart. She first looked at the person in the photo frame.
It only took one glance to confirm that the person in the photo was Xie Qianling.
She was more childish than Xie Qianling now, but even though she was childish, the sadness between her eyebrows and eyes was totally unlike that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
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