Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 223 Postcard from the Association
Xiao Ming's friend is actually an ordinary person, but he claims that he has seen countless supernatural events, has a lot of experience in dealing with ghosts, and every time he meets and brags, he speaks in a decent way. He became a little supernatural expert in the circle.

Xiao Ming went to ask the other party for advice, and the other party said, ghosts, you must not think of him too mysterious or scary, basically, people who run into evil will be scared to death, as long as you are not afraid to use a normal mind To treat, most ghosts can communicate.

So, you might as well find a way to find out your dead friend and ask what happened, if you can help, then help, and you will naturally be able to solve the problem.

So...Xiao Ming died.

So……

Ah May still thinks, no matter what, talk to the other party first, and what he said makes sense. In short, it is better than going to the police.

"It makes more sense. Don't disbelieve my words. Let me tell you, although I am poor and like to brag, on the issue of supernatural beings, I have followed and received guidance from experts!"

Xiao Ming's best friend, master, nicknamed Salted Egg.

Salted Dan and Curry were eating curry beef brisket and egg fried rice at Chen Kee Tea Restaurant, when they saw two beauties begging for their door, and after explaining their purpose, Salted Dan said seriously.

"I can testify to this!" Curry said triumphantly from the side: "Speaking of which, I have seen the world. We have seen ghosts more than once. Not only have we seen them, but now there is a living ghost We are good friends with us, if you are interested in pretty girls, I can introduce you to each other."

"Forehead?"

Both Ah May and Huang Mao were stunned, thinking that they might have found the wrong person.

No wonder Xiao Ming died, damn it!
"Ahem!" Salty Dan coughed vigorously a few times. Lin Zhong found that in this situation, it is obvious that he cannot tell outsiders that even if he is bragging, there should be a limit. Everyone is not very familiar with him, and he has never even slept in bed. , how can you tell them such a shocking secret?

Fortunately, even if such words were said, these two women would not believe them.

"Hey, you two are real or fake, this time someone died, three lives, don't be kidding!" Ah May said.

"Damn it, if you don't believe me, why don't you ask a fart." Curry said.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but do you know that the Hong Kong Island Daily News has a special edition on ghosts? There is a female reporter named Li Jingtong who is very familiar with us. Many ghost stories are obtained from us and adapted. Yes." Salted Egg said.

"what?!"

The two women were taken aback again, Huang Mao turned his head to stare at May, and said unexpectedly, "Hey, isn't that where you work?"

"Yes, yes, I know Li Jingtong, very familiar!" Ah May was even more puzzled, "However, I know she has many stories, all of which I learned from a policeman surnamed Lin. The weird experience encountered in the process of solving the case, the police officer is very famous, known as the most beautiful inspector in the police force, hey, what does it have to do with you two?"

"Holy crap! Aren't you talking about Officer Lin, Brother Jun?"

Salted egg curry, in unison,
"We know Officer Lin very well!" Curry said.

"For those weird incidents that police officer Lin encountered, we were often present." Salted egg said.

Then the two said at the same time that it was Police Officer Lin who told them that they must have a normal heart when dealing with ghosts, be sincere, and maintain good communication with each other in order to solve the problem.

"That's right, Police Officer Lin always looks like this every time he encounters a ghost." Salted Egg said.

"And it works out every time!" Curry said.

"Then where is Officer Lin now?" Huang Mao couldn't wait to ask.

"Officer Lin has been very busy recently. If you have any trouble, why don't you tell us first?" Curry and Xiandan actually don't know what Lin Jiajun is doing now, where he is, and even Lin Zhongfa rarely sees each other recently. After all, not everyone knows each other. Live leisurely like the two of them.

"Forget it, I'll report directly to the agency." Ah May said.

……

Half an hour later, Ah May and Huang Mao drove to the newspaper office, and hurriedly found Li Jingtong who was printing documents.

"May, why do you look so ugly? Didn't you say you asked for leave again today?" Li Jiingtong was shocked when she saw May's face was as pale as a piece of paper. Looking at her yellow hair that came with her, her Yintang turned black. , the whole person seemed to be seriously ill, and even people who didn't know facial features could tell at a glance that he was probably in a state of decline recently.

"It's a long story, can you help me contact Officer Lin Jiajun, whom you have a good relationship with? I have an emergency and I need to ask him for help!" May said.

"Looking for his help?" Li Jingtong was taken aback.

"Yeah, yeah, we've seen a ghost, a lot of people have died recently." Huang Mao interjected.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get excited, tell me clearly what's going on."

Li Jingtong took the two of them to his office, poured a glass of water for each of them, and asked them the reason for their incident.

"Wow, to hear you say that, it's really evil. It's strange to say that last time Police Officer Lin happened to be looking for you too, May, have you come into contact with a place called the Guild of Ghost Story before?" Li Jingtong asked.

"Ghost Story Association?! Yes, there is!" Ah May nodded like a catfish: "The first time Glasses and I went out for an outing, we received an anonymous postcard signed by the Ghost Story Association, saying that we could go to Beihai Village with the postcard. We didn’t believe in the three-day free accommodation, but we thought that we were going to go out to play anyway, so we might as well go and have a look, so we went to Beihai Village.”

"Then, the dead are after you came back from Beihai Village?" Li Jingtong asked.

"Yes, yes. Is there anything weird about this Beihai Village?" May said.

"You don't know anything about the Ghost Story Association, only a postcard?" Li Jingtong said.

Ah May recalled: "This association seems to be spontaneously formed by a group of people who are more accustomed to horror stories. They usually tell some ghost stories together. I got the news and planned to interview, but the other party seemed to know that I was going to interview. Just send me the postcard first, I also thought at the time, since I want to interview someone, it’s not easy to refuse the postcard if they send it, and it happens that everyone is going to travel, so... Damn, I knew I wouldn’t go!"

"Then do you have any information about the Guitan Association?" Li Jingtong asked.

"There is an address, but I haven't had time to go there yet, otherwise, let's go and have a look now?" May asked.

Li Jingtong thought for a while, but said: "This matter is really weird, I think it's better to contact Police Officer Lin first, and we don't act rashly, so as not to cause bigger problems!"

After speaking, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed Lin Jiajun's number.

(End of this chapter)