The phone spirit looked at Chen Ge shyly. He held the old-fashioned phone around his neck with both hands. The green screen showed that there were 99 missed calls, and each of them had the name — Mom.
Chen Ge felt like the phone spirit was not a vengeful spirit. He did not sense any hatred or malice from him; he was more like a child who did not know anything.
"You want me to help you find your mother?"
The phone spirit nodded. He raised his thin arms and gestured at Chen Ge.
After a long time, he realized that Chen Ge still did not understand. He suddenly picked up the phone around his neck and sent a message to Chen Ge.
His phone vibrated. Chen Ge swiped the screen and clicked open the message that the phone spirit had sent him.
"My mother has been looking for me. I want you to use my phone to send her a message. My phone is in Eastern Jiujiang's Li Wan City."
"Your wish is to send a message to your mother?" Chen Ge nodded. Every ghost had their own story. It was because they could not let go of their past that they lingered in the human world.
Putting the phone spirit away, Chen Ge planned to fulfill his wish that day. Such a unique ghost is a waste in the hands of the Society of Strange Tales. Only I can fully utilize his power.
The phone spirit was very useful to Chen Ge's Haunted House. As long as the phone spirit helped him wholeheartedly, the number of visitors who would use their phones to take pictures or videos would decrease.
After a cold shower, Chen Ge changed into a fresh set of clothes and then did a simple cleaning of the Haunted House.
The theme park opened at 9 am. The sky was dark, but that did not dampen the visitors' enthusiasm. Compared to a few days ago, the number of visitors had increased.
One-star scenarios were no longer attractive to the regular visitors. Most of the visitors started to visit the two-star scenarios, and the top group of visitors started to challenge the three-star scenarios.
In one morning, seven groups of visitors had entered Coffin Village and the Third Sick Hall. The visitors' ability to adapt to the new scenarios was stronger than Chen Ge expected.
Everyone had a threshold of fear in their heart, and as they continued to experience the scary scenarios, the threshold in the visitors' hearts continued to rise, and this put pressure on Chen Ge.
"The reward for the Third Sick Hall's Trial Mission is the ten mental patients. If I really place them inside the Third Sick Hall, they'll be able to scare the visitors to tears without any decorations. The problem is, I can't guarantee that the mental patients' souls will listen to my orders one hundred percent; they are too crazy."
To ensure the visitors' safety, Chen Ge did not use the Third Sick Hall's patient list.
Temporarily, there is no better solution. When the visitors are about to clear the scenario, I'll have to send Lao Zhou's group in.
Chen Ge's concern for the visitors was reflected in many aspects. He tried his best to scare the visitors, but at the same time, he worried about the safety of the visitors. "It's so hard to do business these days."
Sitting inside the Haunted House, after sending the visitors into the underground scenario, Chen Ge leaned against the wall to rest.
His current sleeping schedule was similar to Zhang Ya's. Day and night were reversed. He was energetic at night and slept during the day.
Taking out his phone, Chen Ge went online to search for information about Li Wan City. It was a normal small town.
The phone spirit's phone is in Eastern Jiujiang, so that should be where he first appeared, but how did he end up in the hands of the Society of Strange Tales? Is the Society of Strange Tales related to Eastern Jiujiang?
Chen Ge shook his head. He did not think that was possible.
After a whole day of work, the Haunted House closed at 6 pm.
After Xu Wan and Gu Feiyu left work, Chen Ge gave Lee Zheng a call to ask how he was going to cooperate with them.
The answer that Lee Zheng gave him was not to act rashly and to wait for their notice.
Since that was what the police had said, Chen Ge naturally would not add to the trouble.
He entered the staff breakroom and placed the hammer and recorder into his backpack. After making sure he had not missed anything, he closed the Haunted House door and hailed a cab to head to Eastern Jiujiang.
Different from the night before, Chen Ge was filled with confidence. There was no fear in his heart. In fact, there was a trace of anticipation.
Li Wan City was not that isolated, and the cab only took thirty minutes to send Chen Ge to his destination.
When he got out of the cab, it was drizzling. Chen Ge did not bring an umbrella. After paying the fare, he hurried into a nearby phone shop.
"Sir, is there anything I can help you with?" the waitress asked cautiously, noticing Chen Ge's unusual appearance.
"It's fine, you can go on with your work." Chen Ge took out the comic and found a corner to communicate with the phone spirit.
After a while, he received a new message from the phone spirit.
"The rooftop of Pu Ming Apartments at Li Wan City? Is that the address? " Chen Ge looked at the message on his phone and found the worker from earlier. "Excuse me, how do I get to Pu Ming Apartments?"
"Just walk down this street, the few most run-down buildings." The worker was a nice person. Thinking that Chen Ge was an outsider, he added, "Eastern Street is a bit messy, and the hygiene is poor. You'd better stay at Western Street. The rent is not that expensive."
"Thank you." Chen Ge carried his backpack and headed toward Pu Ming Apartments in the rain. He jogged all the way, and after ten minutes, he finally found the apartment that the phone spirit had mentioned. The building was about thirty years old, and it looked very old.
"Is this the place?"
Chen Ge entered the building. There were no tenants, and many of the doors were covered in a thick layer of dust.
He climbed to the top, and the door that led to the roof was locked.
The lock was rusted, and the keyhole was rusted shut.
"Looks like no one has been here for a long time." Chen Ge took out the hammer from his backpack, knocked the lock off, and pushed the door open.
There was some trash at the top of the building, and there were rows of flower pots against the wall, but the plants inside were already dead.
"Did the phone spirit leave his phone here?"
Chen Ge looked around before his eyes landed on a few water tanks.
The tanks appeared to be used by the tenants to pickle vegetables. Each tank was sealed shut, and there were rocks on top of them.
Chen Ge slowly approached with the hammer. He moved the rocks off the water tanks and opened the first water tank.
It was empty, and there was nothing inside.
Then Chen Ge moved the rocks on the second tank, and as he did, a strange smell drifted out from the tank.
Opening the lid, when Chen Ge looked inside, his eyelids twitched.
There was a child as thin as a stick inside the tank. Its face was similar to the phone spirit, and there was an old-fashioned phone hanging from its chest.
Chen Ge stood to the side and looked at it until his hair was wet. "Found you."
He took out his phone to call the police when the phone spirit suddenly sent him a message.
"Before telling the police, I want to use my phone to message my mother. She must be worried sick."
"Must I use your phone?" Chen Ge had no idea why the phone spirit did not want him to call the police, but he respected the spirit's wish. "Okay."
He did not want to ruin the crime scene, so he took a few pictures of the tank and took out the phone from the boy's body.
After so many years, the phone could no longer be turned on.
He put the lid back on the tank and planned to return after he fulfilled the phone spirit's last wish.
Putting away the hammer, Chen Ge hurried down the stairs and ran back to the phone shop that he had taken shelter from the rain.
The rain picked up, and his shirt was soaked.
"Sir, how can I help you?" The worker had just seen Chen Ge, and he did not expect the man to return so soon.
"Can you charge a phone here? This model? If the phone doesn't work, I'll need to take out the card inside it. "
Chen Ge handed the phone to the worker. The worker looked troubled. He rummaged through the counter for a long time, but he could not find a charger. "Sir, your phone looks quite old."
"I haven't used this phone for many years. It's fine if it really can't be turned on. Take out the card. I need the number inside it." Chen Ge understood the phone spirit. His mother had been looking for him, so he wanted to use his phone to send a message to his mother.
"Haven't used it for many years?" The worker shook his head. "If the user's phone has been in arrears for more than three months, the number will be confiscated. Your number has probably been canceled already."
"Canceled?" Chen Ge stood beside the counter, and his hands gripped the comic in his pocket.
"Let me help you check it." The worker was very patient. She opened the back of the phone and took out the sim card. Through the twenty-digit number on the card, she found the information about the sim card.
Looking at the computer screen, the attendant was a little surprised. "Your card can really be used normally."
"Works? Didn't you say the number will be canceled after three months? This phone hasn't been used for many years. "Chen Ge looked at the screen, and he was also quite surprised.
"It'll be canceled after three months, but since this number was registered seven years ago, someone has been charging it every month. This is the bill."
The screen showed the seven years of payment history for this number, and the most recent payment was yesterday!
The worker looked at Chen Ge, and a smile appeared on her face. "Sir, even though you've forgotten this number, someone hasn't. It's not easy for her to last seven years."
"Thank you."
Chen Ge went to the counter to buy a phone that could be used with a large card. He carried his bag and walked out.
He inserted the sim card into the phone, looked at the opaque sky outside, and crawled into the back alley to summon the phone spirit.
"This is our promise."
Chen Ge handed the phone to the phone spirit. The small spirit hugged the phone, and his body was shaking.
The rain became heavier. Chen Ge squatted down before the phone spirit and looked at his face. "How about I bring you to meet her?"
The phone spirit shook his head. He did not dare to send a message, and after a long time, he returned the phone to Chen Ge.
"She's afraid that you won't be able to contact her after her phone is canceled, so she charges this number every month. She has been waiting for you."
Perhaps Chen Ge's words had worked, but the phone spirit sent a message to Chen Ge and then disappeared.
Clicking on the message, there was an address — Tong Tong Flower Shop, 37 Pu Yuan Road, Eastern Jiujiang.
Chen Ge did not stop. He flagged down the taxi and hurried to the place that the phone spirit had mentioned.
When it was almost 8 pm, Chen Ge found 37 Pu Yuan Road. By then, the rain was getting heavier.
Chen Ge's jacket was wet. He stuck to the side of the street and finally saw the flower shop at the corner of the street.
It was not big, but the decoration was warm. When he walked up to it, he could smell a light floral fragrance.
He pushed open the glass door, and the wind chime sounded. A woman who looked to be in her thirties was holding a basket like she was thinking about how to match the leaves, main flowers, and lining flowers.
When she heard the wind chime, she quickly put down the basket and stood up.
Chen Ge studied the woman before him. She looked very normal. "Hello, I want to order a bouquet of carnations."
"Is it for your mother? What kind of flowers does she like? "The woman led Chen Ge to the side.
"I don't quite understand, but I'll make it according to what you like."
"Then come to get it tomorrow morning, or I'll send you a picture. If you're satisfied, I'll send it to you."
"Okay." Chen Ge looked around and noticed a small wooden sign on the counter. There was a picture of a very cute boy stuck on it. "Is this your child?"
The woman nodded, and her eyes were complicated. "His name is Tong Tong. He disappeared six years ago when he was playing near the flower shop. The police suspect that he was kidnapped by human traffickers."
"Human traffickers?" Chen Ge did not continue. While the woman was distracted, he silently placed the money for the bouquet on the counter. "Your child will be fine. Perhaps he is thinking about you."
Not bothering the woman anymore, Chen Ge walked out of the shop.
"Wait a minute!" The woman suddenly called out to Chen Ge. She crawled into the room.
"What's wrong?"
While Chen Ge was confused, the woman took out an umbrella from inside the room. "It's raining outside. Take this first. When you come to get the flowers tomorrow, you can return them to me."
Chen Ge thanked her but did not accept the umbrella. He walked out of the flower shop directly.
The sound of the wind chimes was drowned out by the heavy rain. Chen Ge walked around and walked into the coffee shop opposite the flower shop.
He chose a seat next to the window and summoned the phone spirit.
"Go talk to her. She has been waiting for you."
Chen Ge handed the new phone to the phone spirit. The boy looked thin and pitiful. He held the phone with both hands, stood next to the glass window, and looked across the street silently.
The lights in the flower shop went off. The woman carried her bag and the umbrella and walked out.
She locked the door of the flower shop like usual and walked away.
Seeing her figure disappear, the phone spirit finally took out his phone. He thought about it for a long time before using his own phone number to send a message to the woman.
"I'm sorry."
Across the street, the woman heard her phone ring. Initially, she did not pay it much attention.
She held the umbrella with one hand and took out her phone with the other, but when she saw the message on the screen, her body seemed to freeze.
The umbrella fell, and she stood alone in the heavy rain, holding the phone.
Inside the coffee shop, the phone spirit leaned against the window and started to cry through the cold glass.
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