Seeing that there were few customers in the store, the clerk stopped looking at Huron and said simply, "Isn't there some kind of urban legend going around lately?"
"I'm sorry, but I'm an old man and don't access the Internet much. Please explain in detail." Li Jian'an blinked, rested half of his body on the counter, and patiently listened to the clerk's explanation.
The clerk twisted his mouth a little and said, ``Aren't video calls popular these days?Recently, some people's cell phones have been receiving video call invitations from strangers with black avatars and whose names I don't know. I get this message inexplicably, but this person... is not my friend at all.''
“Mobile virus?”
"A virus? It's scarier than that," the clerk said, looking a little excited. He walked over and said suspiciously in He Jia'an's ear: .. In about 7 days no one will answer the phone! ”
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Li Jiaan came out of the store. He remembered what the clerk said. It wasn't clear whether this urban legend was true or not, but judging from the reactions of the two high school girls earlier, if they weren't movie stars, there might be some unknown risk factor.
This may be the first unusual occurrence that Jian has encountered since arriving on the island, and He Jian wants to investigate it.
Lately, ghost stories have been happening all over Sakurajima. However, most of the ghost stories on the internet are fabricated. Popular reputation is better than truth. As a result, ghost stories are quietly happening on Sakurajima. Phenomena that are difficult to explain are difficult to attract the attention of the general public.
Shi He Jian himself was not an investigator, but instead read newspapers in his free time at a psychiatric clinic. For a while, the newspapers featured some strange happenings on Sakurajima, but I suspect he was unaware of the existence of this overseas island.
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