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Chapter 222 Psychological warfare

Lin Yisheng is an ordinary person. He has lived in the family courtyard of the Foyi Troupe since he was a child. His father is a singer, his mother is a flower actress, and a boy follows his mother. Lin Yi grew up very delicately and could even play with a girl. When he was six years old, the flower actress's mother ran away with someone. He grew up with a single-parent family and was not confident, cowardly and inferior, and was cautious in everything he did.

Later, Lin Yisheng went to a college student who was not very good and was confused in society. Because he was handsome, he was attracted by the daughter of a court leader. He got married soon. His father-in-law arranged a new job for him. Lin Yisheng can be regarded as one of the founders of the All-Time Auction Company and a small shareholder who took the shares, but all this was not due to his ability, but the background of his wife's family.

The auction company has a good relationship with the court and undertakes the judicial auction business. Lin Yisheng has a good life, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, living in a large flat floor, and Passat has also opened it. However, he has been dissatisfied with his long-term desire. His wife looks like a tower of King Kong, and the black hair on his lips is more vigorous than him. Lin Yisheng is awildered, and eating leeks, bullwhips and Viagra is useless. He thinks he will never do it in his life. It was not until a customer invited him to a club to spend it once that Lin Yisheng realized that he is not bad.

From then on, Lin Yisheng began to mess around outside without telling his wife. Not only did he play in the club, but he even got on the front desk of the unit. On the one hand, he had an uncontrollable desire and a terror towards his wife. Lin Yisheng kept walking on the tip of the knife, his heartstrings were always tense.

In addition, Lin Yisheng has claustrophobia. He was locked in a cabinet when he was a child and was particularly sensitive to the dark environment.

Lin Yisheng woke up. He was awakened by the smell. The trash can was not cleaned up. The food residue and the fallen leaf waste paper packaging box were mixed together. The smell was pungent and suffocating. Everything around was pitch black. When he reached out to touch it, he touched the hard shell.

At first, Lin Yisheng thought he was having a nightmare. He often had such nightmare. Every time he woke up, he was sweating and palpitations. So he forced himself to wake up, over and over again, but he could not get rid of this terrifying nightmare. He began to recall, and the last memory was with Pan Xiaoyang. He put his finger in his mouth and bit it. It hurts very much, sure it was not a dream.

Lin Yisheng remained a little awake. He went to take out his phone first. The phone was not in his pocket. He subconsciously raised his wrist to see the time. His watch had a luminous indicator and could vaguely see the calendar. Two days had passed!

He was going to be buried alive, no, he was trapped in this trash can. Lin Yisheng began to save himself, punching and kicking, not only did he make no difference, but he also filled the garbage. He shouted for help, but no one answered. He knew where it was outside, maybe it had been buried underground. No, there would be no air when buried, so he would have been suffocated to death.

He calmed down and listened to the sounds outside, but there was no noise. Only in the quietest room would it be so quiet. There was another possibility that he was dead, and this was hell.

Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Yisheng's mind, each pointing to a bad ending. People are extremely likely to be depressed and desperate in such a harsh environment. This is especially true for people with weak willpower. Lin Yisheng began to cry, crying heartbroken, and every second was so tormented. He wished he could die immediately, but he could not commit suicide.

Life is worse than death, but that's it.

In fact, it has been less than twenty-four hours since he was locked in the trash can, but countless days and nights have passed in Lin Yisheng's thinking, and it is no exaggeration to call it half a lifetime.

But people outside don't think so. This matter was led by Fan Dongsheng. He felt that it was not enough. It would take at least seven days and seven nights to deal with such middle-aged and old fried dough sticks. This is also the top eagle-boosting tactic. If you don't beat you and scold you, you will be able to sleep at night, have a mental breakdown, and combine it with garbage tactics. It will be invincible. However, Fan Dongsheng's imaginary enemy is a cruel person like Zhang Dahong. This set is used to deal with Lin Yisheng, just like using Gatlin to kill mosquitoes.

But when Fu Ping'an heard the trash roar like a beast in the trash can, he felt a little over. Besides, Lin Yisheng was missing for too long, so his wife would call the police to look for someone, or accidentally kill Lin Yisheng. Do you know if he has epilepsy, heart disease, high blood pressure, etc., that would be really troublesome.

At the gesture of his brother, Fan Dongsheng began to question.

"Lin Yisheng, tell me the most injustice you have ever done, and you will be free."

This voice was like a sound of nature to Lin Yisheng. He was like a survivor of an air crash that had lived in a primitive jungle for more than ten years. Finally, he saw the sound of the rescue team. There was a voice, which meant that he did not exist. He was just being tricked, and his confidence slowly returned to his heart. Anger filled his brain. He cursed and asked the other party to let himself go, otherwise he would do anything.

Fan Dongsheng shrugged, saying that he stopped talking before the heat arrived.

Lin Yisheng was scared again. He suspected his auditory hallucinations and all the real existence. Did the voice appear in his mind, or the voice of God or the King of Hell, the judge.

I don’t know how long it took, Lin Yisheng collapsed again. He cried and told his faults. He started talking about it since he was a child, spitting into the teacher’s teacup and secretly tearing down his classmates’ homework books, one by one, from stealing to losing all conscience, he didn’t need to be judged and pouring beans into the bamboo tube.

This includes Ji Qianqian's death. But unexpectedly, Ji Qianqian was not killed by Liu Fenghua, but died in an accident. Liu Fenghua brought a group of middle-aged besties to catch the current situation. It was the door opened by Lin Yisheng. He gave a private handful of the key to the house. He originally wanted to drink the remaining foot washing water from Lao Cao, but he didn't expect that the other person would be in a mess. He had nothing to do. These old ladies blocked Cao Rulin and Ji Qianqian in the house. After a while of fighting, the person was no longer able to do it. They were panicked because they were worried that the matter would be exposed and did not dare to call an ambulance. They watched Ji Qianqian die. Later, they found an insider to deal with the scene. All participants vowed to keep their mouths and stick to this common secret.

Fan Dongsheng was shocked. This was a case of a nest. A group of people were caught and they were all from the leaders' families. Now there is a good show.

The truth is almost the same. Fu Ping'an turned off the recorder, opened the lock of the trash can, and left with his younger brother.

Lin Yisheng saw the light and tried to push the lid open. Finally, he breathed fresh air. He burst into tears and cried loudly, no less than the feeling of climbing out of the grave. It was a deep culvert in a wilderness, full of stars, and another dark night.

He walked for a long time before he met a pedestrian and asked someone to help call the police. After a lot of trouble, he finally returned home. His wife wanted to have an attack, but when she saw her husband's moral character, she was so scared that she didn't dare to yell. She quickly took his clothes and took a shower for hot water. Lin Yisheng rinsed in the bathroom for a long time, but the smell of rotten vegetables and leaves on his body. This bizarre encounter caused him serious psychological trauma. He couldn't think about it, and he felt a splitting headache when he thought about it.

But he had to face this incident. Lin Yisheng told his wife what happened. His wife was also a child of the court leader. He knew Cao Rulin and his wife and knew the seriousness of the matter.

"You have to inform them quickly," said my wife.

"No, if you inform them, you will know that I leaked it." Lin Yisheng shivered, "They blamed me, and our family will be finished."

"That's right..." My wife agreed deeply. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it was not that scary. The common people could still make a fortune. These people involved in the murder case were all the family members of the leader.

...

At the joint location, Fu Ping'an handed the recording pen to Liu Guoxiao. After listening to the most critical paragraph, the latter nodded and praised: "No, there is a way."

Fu Ping'an looked back at Fan Dongsheng in the car: "My brother's call is that he is a student from the police academy."

Fan Dongsheng waved to Liu Guoxiao.

"Leave this line to me, Liu Jianhao, you can work harder." Liu Guoxiao took the recorder, smiled at Fan Dongsheng, and then drove away.

Back in the car, Fan Dongsheng asked, "Brother, which department is from him?"

"Central Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"Good, Dongchang Jinyiwei." Fan Dongsheng stretched out his tongue.

"Don't talk nonsense. Dongchang is a spy organization under the leadership of eunuchs, and the Jinyiwei is a military intelligence agency. The former is a monitoring of the latter. Don't be fooled if you don't understand history."

Fan Dongsheng thought a lot: "Brother, will you be specially recruited? Then we will be awesome from now on."

Fu Ping'an had no idea. He drove to Jinjiang Haoting and parked the car next to Liu Jianhao's parking space. It happened that the parking space was for rent and had not yet been rented out. He was an insider of the property, so he borrowed it for a few days.

An hour later, Liu Jianhao drove back and stopped the car. He noticed that there was a rare Audi 100 parked next to him. This old car was quite popular in the 1990s and is basically not seen on the road now, but after seeing the license plate, Liu Jianhao was a little frightened.

He knew the license plate of this car. As a financial person, Liu Jianhao was more sensitive to numbers, and the license plate number of this car was relatively high. It was the Jiang A.A series, the earliest private license plate. Yes, this is Hao Jiade car. Liu Jianhao even rode this car ten years ago and received a big red envelope from Hao Jiade in the back seat.

Liu Jianhao circled the car several times, but finally got on the elevator. He happened to meet Xiao Fu, the property owner. He asked Fu Ping'an: "There is an old Audi next to my parking space. Whose car is it?"

"No, that parking space is empty." Fu Ping'an looked puzzled, "If it is a visitor, you should park in the visitor parking space."

"I can't, I'm really looking at it." Liu Jianhao said that if he was usually too lazy to talk to the property staff, but this time he had to take it seriously and figure out who was messing with him.

"Let's go and have a look together. Is there a ghost?" Fu Ping'an pressed the underground parking key and the elevator went down. Liu Jianhao followed him to the front of the parking space. The parking space was empty, so there was no Audi car.

"Impossible!" Liu Jianhao shouted, "I clearly saw it just now."

"Maybe you're leaving," said Fu Ping'an.

Liu Jianhao ignored him and hurried upstairs, returned home, calmed down, and played with his daughter for a while.

The six-year-old daughter said in a silence: "Dad, I saw a hanging person."

Liu Jianhao's scalp was blown: "Where did you see it?"

"It's right there." The daughter pointed to the wall of her living room and ran to the coffee table to get a piece of paper. She drew a portrait with crayons on it. She clearly showed a hanged ghost!
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