Looking at Linen still so calm— even seeming to praise him—
Elvin Loggins felt an inexplicable irritation.
FUXX!
I came here to expose your tricks, not to perform magic for you!
What the hell is that admiring look on your face?
Hurry up and explain yourself, you bastard!
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down.
Elvin Loggins sat opposite Linen and said,
"Mr. Linen, I'm here to expose your tricks, not to perform for you."
"Now, all the common supernatural tricks on the market have been debunked by me. Do you have anything else to say?"
"Or do you think that since your tricks have been exposed, there's nothing left to argue about?"
Facing Elvin Loggins' aggressive questioning, the audience of "297" watching the show were also waiting for Linen's response.
Linen remained calm and said to Elvin Loggins with a smile,
"Mr. Elvin, you're right. In fact, many so-called ghost tricks on the market are indeed deceptive."
"Even within the psychic community, some fake psychics use these methods to scam people."
"So, are you admitting that the programs aired recently—including the video of you helping Ms. Kelly with an exorcism—were all fake?"
Facing Elvin Loggins' questioning, Linen smiled calmly.
"Of course not, Professor Elvin. May I ask you a few questions?"
"Of course!"
Hearing that Linen wanted to question him instead of immediately proving himself, Elvin nodded.
He really wanted to see what tricks the so-called number one psychic in the United States wanted to play.
"Mr. Elvin, have you recently become easily irritated and angry—completely different from your usual personality?"
Hearing this, Elvin Loggins was about to refute him.
But Linen continued,
"Don't rush to answer. Ask yourself first."
Looking into Linen's jade-like eyes, Elvin Loggins fell silent.
Thinking about his recent changes, he finally nodded.
Indeed, his temper had become worse and worse lately.
Sometimes he couldn't even control it at all.
"You're right, Mr. Linen, but this is different fro—"
Before Elvin could finish, Linen spoke again.
"Your wife should have died in a car accident two months ago."
Hearing Linen mention his family, Elvin went silent for a few seconds before he retorted,
"Many people know about that."
"If you investigated me, then you should also know my wife is dead. That doesn't mean—"
"Your personality started changing after your wife died, didn't it?"
Elvin was speechless.
It was true. Ever since his wife passed away, he had become irritable.
"In fact, when a deceased person stays around someone for too long, that person's energy field is easily affected."
"And I'm curious—your wife is clearly dead, so why is her soul still lingering around you?"
"You know… that's not normal."
"What?"
Hearing that, Elvin Loggins shot up from the sofa.
"What evidence do you have that my wife is by my side?"
Staring at Linen, Elvin was furious that he'd used his deceased wife as a point of attack.
But in truth, Elvin's eyes were filled with hope.
Yes—ever since his wife passed, he'd never even seen her one last time.
Elvin missed her every day.
As a physics professor at Columbia University, he knew very well there was no such thing as the dead lingering in the world.
But since her death, he desperately wished he was wrong.
He was willing to abandon physics itself for even the slightest chance.
He searched for proof of the dead, read countless theological books, but never got any real answer.
He even went to many psychics—but every single one was a fraud.
Just as he was losing hope, the broadcast of Mysterious Files, especially the episode of Linen exorcising Kelly's spirit, appeared.
Suddenly, Elvin saw a glimmer of hope.
Linen.
During that time, he had frantically tried to meet him—sending dozens of emails every day.
But maybe he was seen as a harasser; he never received a single reply.
Even after obtaining Linen's number from a friend at the State University of New York, he still couldn't get through.
Not giving up, he went to Linen's East Coast studio.
But Jessica and Barbara said Linen wasn't accepting commissions for the time being.
Just when Elvin felt completely defeated…
He accidentally found a group online who believed Linen was a fraud and that the show was staged.
This gave him new hope.
If he became a leader of the group, stirred up enough public discussion, and got invited onto the show—
He could meet Linen.
If Linen was a fraud, he would expose him.
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If Linen was truly a psychic…
Then he could see his wife again.
Even if it was just a sliver of hope, Elvin refused to give it up.
If he could see his wife one more time—even once—
he was willing to pay any price.
To him, it was worth it.
Since her death, every day had been torture.
Seeing Elvin's excitement, Linen waved a hand, signaling him to sit.
"Words aren't enough, Mr. Elvin. I'm sure you have someone you trust greatly."
Looking at him seriously, Linen continued,
"Your wife's soul energy is very weak. It's the price she paid for forcing herself to stay near you."
"But I can help. And to ensure you don't think I'm using accomplices or deceiving you…"
"Mr. Elvin, you can choose someone you trust most, and let your wife temporarily attach to them."
"I think she must have a lot she wants to say to you."
Hearing Linen's gentle and confident words, Elvin trembled with excitement.
"I… she… no problem, Mr. Linen. My daughter is my assistant—she's backstage now. I'll call her over!"
At this moment, Elvin suddenly froze.
Then he turned back to Linen with concern and asked,
"Mr. Linen… if my wife temporarily attaches to my daughter, will it affect her in any way?"
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