I Am a Professional Hunter

　　 "Huh? Why are you in Fuyuan Apartment?"

　　 Qin Wen examined the questions carefully and found that the locations of the nightmare missions and special missions were in the Fuyuan apartment.

　　 "Are the two tasks linked?"

Qin Wen was a little panicked. Although the two tasks are much more convenient together and can get more rewards, but... who can guarantee that this cheating software will not make people difficult. The task becomes difficult together. Isn't it a dead body?

　　 "No! Consider to be comprehensive, and be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years!"

　　 Qin Wen thought calmly, judged calmly, and began to prepare for the first task.

"You may hit a ghost. Sprinkling salt has been judged to be a spiritual skill. Bring three packs of edible salt...not five packs! Peach wood sword, black donkey hoof... Forget it, it's not going to the grave and dumplings, I heard that the butcher The things you use can deter evil spirits, so go to the vegetable market and ask."

　　 Qin Wen spent a long time in the office, digging through boxes and cabinets, and finally sorted out a whole bag of things, like a turtle shell on his back.

He originally wanted to bring the Xuerou flower on the table with the pot, but after thinking about it, it was heavy and evil. It was a thing of the underworld alone. It was estimated that the harm was greater than the benefit when he brought it, so he finally chose to keep it and put it in his pocket. I took a small fruit knife with a sharp edge.

　　 Now that the time is approaching evening, Qin Wen is walking down the street with a bag of things on his back, attracting people's attention. The temperature was just right, and the wind blowing on his face was a little humid, which should have been very comfortable, but Qin Wen's inspiration always felt some weird breaths, which made him uncomfortable.

　　 It took nearly twenty minutes to get to the vegetable market. Qin Wen went straight to the butcher shop and saw that the boss inside was quickly dismembering the raw chicken in front of him with a meat cleaver, and cut it into pieces with a few dollars. The blade of the knife seemed to have become brownish black due to exposure to blood all the year round, let alone a ghost, even Qin Wen, a living person who looked at it, panicked for a while.

　　 "Hey! Boy, what kind of meat do you want? I don't use machines to kill and sell it in other stores. They are all sold on the same day!"

The boss was dressed in a **** dirty apron, five big and three thick, his forearm was almost as thick as Qin Wen's thigh, and it was all thick and long hair. At first glance, he was full of masculinity. Qin Wen's eyes hurt.

　　 "Ahahaha...I don't want meat, do you think you sell this knife?"

　　 Qin Wen couldn't stand the opponent's deterrent, and his involuntary momentum was slightly lower.

　　 "Knife? Why don't you stand in the way if you don't buy meat! Other guests want it! Damn crazy!"

　　 The butcher shop owner seemed to be stabbed to the point of anger when he mentioned the knife, and he wanted to blast Qin Wen away. But Qin Wen was determined. After all, he might hit a ghost in this mission. He said he would not leave if he was not prepared.

"No, no, boss, I really want it. It's really impossible. I paid a hundred and bought it. This knife is so old, at most twenty or thirty yuan. No one even takes it if you send it out. It's better to let me, you Buy a new one!"

When he shouted a high price, Qin Wen's heart was bleeding. Now he has only a few hundred dollars when he has emptied his underwear, but safety comes first, not to mention cash rewards for completing tasks. This is an investment, Qin Wen I can only comfort myself in this way.

"one hundred..."

　　 The boss was obviously moved. He weighed the butcher knife with the rotten wooden handle in his hand. He seemed to be thinking, but in the end he shook his head.

　　 "It's really not good guy, I'm going to do business today, I have this one here, and there are no knives sold around here, it really can't. You will come tomorrow, and I will bring you the new one tomorrow."

　　 Qin Wen was also very distressed. The task time was 48 hours in total. If I wait until tomorrow, wouldn’t it be even worse if there is not enough time. He sighed and prepared to leave, but before leaving, Yu Guang suddenly saw the lace apron around the boss's belly...

　　 "Eh~ Boss, how do you sell this thing?"

　　 In the end, Qin Wen had a verbal battle with the boss, witty words, and finally spent five yuan to buy the blood-stained lace apron. The original color of the apron was no longer visible, it was all dry dark brown blood, and a strong blood.

　　 "The butcher knife is not good, the butcher's bellyband should be similar! In a sense, it should be more deterrent!"

　　 Qin asked the apron on his opponent, the more satisfied he was, and he almost kissed him, so he surrounded him directly.

At the moment he was dressed, a sigh of evil aura engulfed Qin Wen's body, and the uneasy feeling that had originally enveloped him suddenly disappeared, as if the **** aura overwhelmed his own "scent", let alone It's a ghost, even passers-by respond.

　　 "Wonderful!"

　　 Qin Wen just walked down the street wearing a blood apron, carrying a huge backpack that looked like a turtle shell on his back. How funny.

He even stopped a few cars and no one dared to take him, for fear of getting mad, until he hid behind a tree, and when he saw someone getting out of the car, he rushed out and rushed into the car. Then he got on the road, and the driver looked at him. Cold sweat, from time to time through the rearview mirror to look to the back seat, but never dared to talk.

　　 Qin Wen was also very happy, and began to search for relevant information about Fuyuan Apartment with his mobile phone, and it really made him find something. A few years ago, Fuyuan Apartment was still a green community. It was famous for its elegant environment where every family planted potted plants, but something happened after that. There was a woman who disappeared. The police investigated for more than a full year without results. The case is still pending.

　　 What was even more weird was what happened after that. One night a year later, a family suddenly ran out of the house screaming as if they had hit a ghost, and there were many similar things after that. The confessions of all the parties were surprisingly consistent. A woman wearing a blood-stained white coat with many wounds all over appeared suddenly, smashed the potted plants at home, crying to retrieve her body, and some even took pictures of weird pictures. , There is no female ghost in white clothes in the picture, only floating potted plants, which eventually fell to the ground.

　　 After that, there was an urban legend called [Flesh Potted Plants] nearby. According to legend, in that community, anyone who raised potted plants at home would be found by a female ghost. No one in Fuyuan Apartment dared to raise potted plants anymore, and many people moved out, and the housing prices there dropped again and again.

　　 "It's a bit ruthless... It seems that the preparation is still not enough..."

　　 Qin Wen looked at a piece of information, cold sweat crawling all over his forehead.

　　 "Why don't you call Shanxin, it's better to be ashamed than to lose your life..."

　　 Qin Wen took out his mobile phone, but took it back at the last second after dialing the Shanxin phone. Sure enough, even if the dog is like Qin Wen, he was embarrassed to trouble a child who admired himself all the time.

　　 "Fake, seeing is believing, as long as I don't bump into her personally, I am a firm materialist!"

　　 Qin Wen secretly cheered himself up.

　　 The car ran for a full half an hour. The driver's old man reminded Qin Wen to be cautious when he arrived at the station, and he didn't dare to make an offer until Qin Wen got off the car.

　　 "Big Brother... Thirty-three yuan and seven..."

　　 "Oh good, wait a minute."

Qin Wen stretched out his hand to pay for the money, and did not forget to smile politely at the uncle, but with this smile, the uncle slammed on the accelerator like an electric shock, and the taxi engine roared and threw it out all the way, leaving only Qin Wen holding the change was messy in the wind alone.

　　 "Fuck you?"

　　 Qin Wen looked suspicious, but the other party took the initiative not to collect the money...If there is a good man who does not take advantage of the bad guy, Qin Wen took a trip to the Overlord car comfortably.

Right in front of Fuyuan Apartment, Qin Wen raised his leg and walked into the door. Although the security guard kept staring at him, he didn't dare to stop him. For one thing, he didn't seem to be annoyed. He just kept holding the walkie-talkie and muttered. Let the units pay attention to a dangerous person in the community.

Qin Wen didn't care so much either. He walked on the sidewalk and carefully observed the surroundings. As it was said on the Internet, the original green community was barely green at this time except for some trees, and there were few people in the past. They are all old men and women, and there are not many young people. It is estimated that they either moved out or stayed at home.

　　 Qin Wen walked slowly, and finally saw the first young man when he arrived at Building 3.

　　 "Grow flowers?"

　　 Looking from a distance, the man squatted on the ground, holding a small shovel, as if he was burying something, only when he walked in, he realized that he was planting flowers.

The small wreath was more than ten square meters long, and he planted an unknown flower. The flower was turquoise blue and had a misty beauty. It was obviously beautiful, but it was forcibly planted by a man in this place where there were no plants. A small piece of it seemed a bit lonely, but the man was enjoying it, as if he was imprisoned by the fragrance of flowers, with nothing else in his eyes.

　　 "This man is a bit familiar."

　　 With the lessons learned from the driver’s old man, Qin Wen dared not stand too close for fear of scaring him away. From a distance, the man had pale skin, messy hair, and a small mole on the corner of his eyes. Since the other party was much thinner than in the report at the time, and his temperament changed drastically, it took a long time for Qin Wen to recognize that the man was the person involved in the previous disappearance.

　　 The name of the missing person was Su Xuerou, a very beautiful woman, and her lover, named Liu Yu, was exactly that kind of man with flowers.

　　 Qin Wen wanted to find a chance to talk to him, but without a proper reason, he couldn't come up and ask if you had bury your lover in a flowerpot, right? Don't talk to you, don't talk to you, you will be good temper unless you shovel to death.

　　 "You! Turn around! Where did you come from!"

Just when Qin Wen was distressed about how to proceed, a nervous and young voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Qin Wen looked back and found that it was a young security guard who looked at best. At the age of twelve or thirteen, he was holding chili spray and watching Qin Wen warily wearing a blood-stained apron.

　　 "Oh? Good opportunity!"

　　 Qin Wen smiled slightly, and the MLM genius went online again. He put on a majestic and mature expression, and slowly put his fingers in front of his mouth, letting the little security guard be quiet and calm down.

　　 "Shh! Don't scare away the suspect!"

　　 Qin Wen's voice is low and solemn, as if performing some secret mission. And the little security guard was also taken aback when he heard this, the suspect? who? The one who grows the flowers? You are obviously more dangerous than others, okay!

　　 "Who are you? Why is there all blood on the apron?"

　　 Although the little security guard thought Qin Wen was weird, he still let go of his vigilance. Qin Wen smiled slightly when he saw it, and took out a plastic toy police badge, with a piggy Peppa printed at the center, and quickly shook it in front of the little security guard, and then put it away.

　　 "My name is Qin Wen, I am law enforcement in plain clothes, and this apron is just my disguise."

　　 Qin Wen made a promise, his expression was extremely confident, and the little security guard was also taken aback, glanced at the other person's look, plain clothes? camouflage?

　　 He was full of question marks, but when he thought of what the other party was showing skillfully, although he moved too fast and didn't see it clearly, it seemed like a police badge, and he relaxed again. After all, there shouldn't be any lunatics posing as plain clothes to enforce the law, right? Too fake and too deliberate! Then it can only be true!

　　 The little security guard put away the spray, and was too embarrassed to ask the police officer in front of him for the badge to check it. I think no lunatic should dare to play like this, right?

Maybe?