Chapter 240 Are You Here to Run for President? (2)
"Number Four, before you speak, I need to remind you."
The first man sitting on the right side of the table turned his head and glanced at Chen Ge: "All the stories you tell here must be true, we have our own methods to verify, if you are fictitious, then you will suffer the corresponding punish."
"I understand the rules."
"let's start."
Chen Ge thought for a while and prepared to tell his first story.
"This is a real event that happened to my friend."
"My friend's surname is Wang. He loves his wife very much, but his wife mysteriously disappeared a few months ago."
"He called the police, searched for his wife all over the street, and posted the missing person notices in every corner of the city."
"Everyone thinks he is pitiful, and the police who assisted him also found out that he loves his wife very much, almost to the point of doting, so he understands what he's doing."
"But sympathy is sympathy. There are so many fairy tales in this world."
"After searching for half a year, his wife has not been heard from. The police have long since given up and treated him as a missing person. He is the only one who is still searching. This seems to be the only motivation for him to survive."
"He went out very early in the day, with a missing person notice, and didn't come back until late at night."
"It has been repeated for a long time, until one day, the hard work paid off, and he suddenly received a message from his wife."
"help me……"
"It was sent from my wife's mobile phone. There were only three words, but it made him feel extremely frightened!"
"He buried a secret in his heart that he never told outsiders. In fact, his wife's disappearance was caused by him. He killed his wife and hid it."
"He went out every day to find and exhausted himself, just to numb himself and relieve the guilt of his wife in his heart."
"But he didn't expect his dead wife to actually return the message."
"He hurriedly took his wife out of the clapboard mezzanine of the old house and drove her to bury her in a remote suburb.
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"I thought this matter could end here, but who knew something more terrifying would happen."
"Whenever he wakes up from his sleep, his wife's clothes will appear by his bedside, as if his wife had been here at night!"
"How could the person he buried with his own hands come back?"
"When he woke up, he took the tools and headed to the suburbs to take his wife further afield."
"But no matter what he does, whenever he wakes up, he finds that his wife's things always appear inexplicably."
"His wife seemed to come alive and ran to his side when he fell asleep."
"He is getting more and more afraid, and he can always receive messages from his wife on his mobile phone, but he has no memory of these messages, they are all sent after he fell asleep."
"It's getting worse, and sometimes he wakes up in the morning in the clothes his wife had when she was dying."
"He was about to break down and felt that the problem was with his wife. He drove to the place where his wife was buried and moved his wife one last time."
"In order to prevent his wife from coming back to him at night, he came up with a very crazy way. He built his wife into the wall of an old abandoned house."
"Seeing his wife and the wall merge into one, he was relieved and felt that his wife would finally not come to him again."
Chen Ge stopped abruptly here: "My story is finished."
"It's over?" The people on both sides of the table were listening intently: "What about the back? What happened to your friend in the end?"
Chen Ge told the story of Wang Qi, who wanted to say that my "friend" finally met me and is now in the police station.
"You haven't finished the story, have you?" The man sitting first on the left was a little irritated.
"That's all I know, and if I talk about it later, it's a fabrication." Chen Ge changed his voice, and it sounded a bit vicissitudes.
Halfway through the story, the first man on the left of the table exchanged glances with the others, and they looked at the fifth man on the left together.
The man was shrouded in black robes, with no skin exposed, very mysterious.
Aware of other people's eyes, the fifth person on the left said lightly: "I can't see through him a bit, but his story should be true."
"Nice story, but I don't like the feeling." The first person on the left put his left hand on the table, which seemed to be the way they voted.
Eight of the remaining nine people put their left hands on the table, and only the man who liked Chen Ge's mask did not make a statement.
"One abstention, nine votes in favor, it seems that tonight's staple food has been determined." The man on the left laughed sinisterly, and the other people looked at Chen Ge with malicious eyes.
Chen Ge called out to Zhang Ya in his heart, but there was still no response. He felt that if he didn't do something, something bad would happen.
"Don't worry, this is just my first story." Chen Ge was very calm, and the human skin mask on his face twisted an ugly smile: "I said, I have many more stories."
The three newcomers in front of them were all relieved, but they became nervous after hearing what he said.
"A lot of stories?" The man who liked his mask looked at Chen Ge: "The rule of the Weird Talk Association is that if you tell enough stories that are completely true and recognized by everyone, you can make a request or opt out. Tell us two real weird stories, and maybe we'll have a new opinion on you."
His statement was also affirmed by others, only the first man on the right hesitated a little: "No. 10, you seem to value this newcomer very much?"
"I just thought he was interesting."
The people in black robes on both sides of the dining table also seem to have their own numbers. They never call each other by their first names, not even their names.
"Completely true weird stories are not so easy to tell. Ordinary people have experienced it once or twice, and I am afraid they have already collapsed." The first man on the left withdrew his left hand: "I hope he is not stupid to make up."
Chen Ge didn't interrupt the conversation of the people in black robes, he was just delaying the time.
"Tell me another story of yours."
"My second story is still a real event that happened to my friend."
Chen Ge first told the story of the little boy Fan Yu who saw his parents fall into a well and lived with the murderer's aunt and a house of ghosts.
Then it tells the story of the pen fairy and the girl with depression.
He found that Zhang Ya still hadn't woken up. In order to delay the time, he told the story of Men Nan's sub-personality who always dreamed of washing his hair at night and the monster approaching a little bit.
Finally, from Xu Yin's point of view, he told the story of a girl who loved a girl so much that she was tortured.
Several of the stories were completely true. After they were all told, the members of the association who were sitting all stopped talking.
What kind of life experience is this?
Friends are either lunatic or perverted. Every few years, one of them will die tragically. The most important thing is that they all have an accident. This guy is still alive and kicking this story. Is he the real mastermind behind the scenes?