(Suspense + Supernatural + Mediator + Solving Cases + Brain Burning + Humor + Healing)
"Help me."
She was standing in the corner of my flower shop, dripping with water, her feet dangling ten centimeters off the ground.
I said, "Tell me about it."
She said that she was pushed into the lake by her fiancé, and the case was ruled an accident. The murderer took two million insurance money to marry the next one.
I asked her how she died and she said drowned.
I asked her how the case was decided, and she said she accidentally fell into the water.
I asked her how you were sure it was him who pushed me, and she said it was because he was standing behind me with his hand on my lower back.
Then I realized something -
I'm talking to a ghost.
And I'm asking her in a mediator tone.
Twelve years of occupational disease cannot be changed.
"I want him to speak for himself," she said.
I said yes.
Later I discovered that there was a pot of flowers in this flower shop, and if you touch it, you can tell the truth.
I can't hide it, I can't stop it, whatever comes to my mind, I just pour it out.
I sewed flowers and leaves into the murderer's wedding bouquet.
On the wedding day, there were more than three hundred people. The groom takes the flowers and then...
Sorry, Chen Anhe, the mediator of Hexini, will no longer take orders from living people starting today.
