The end of the world is coming: My waiter is too Buddhist

"To put it another way, it's better to leave the investigation of the case to the police, and we ordinary people should not interfere."

After being rejected for no reason, Ding Shanshan subconsciously wanted to refute, but when she met her boyfriend's gaze, she remained silent again.

Yes, she was just an ordinary office clerk, and this kind of murder case was not something she could interfere with.

"The property management, right? Have you ever thought that the owner of 1801 was really murdered by some evil person? You can ignore it today, but what if the murderer continues to attack residents in the community in the future? Do you think anyone will continue to rent the apartment here?"

Seeing Ding Shanshan's hesitation, the unwilling Lin Xiaoxiao took the phone and started communicating with the property staff herself.

Anyway, she had lived a peaceful and stable life in her previous life, so she should live more casually in this one.

How boring life would be if you lived two lifetimes still afraid.

Sure enough, after hearing Lin Xiaoxiao's words, the people on the other end fell silent.

He may not care about the interests of the tenants, but if someone really died in this apartment, they would definitely not be able to rent out the house.

Never mind, I’m just going to take a look anyway.

"Okay, we'll send someone to check it out right away."

After getting the answer she wanted, Lin Xiaoxiao hung up the phone neatly and returned the phone to Ding Shanshan.

"If you are scared, go back first. I will go in with the property management staff later."

Her eyes fell on herself, and she called out to the two people who were about to leave. Ding Shanshan, who was called, was hesitant to speak.

"Give me your contact information, and I'll transfer the money for these labor protection supplies to you. After all, you can't use these things anymore."

Lin Xiaoxiao still felt a little embarrassed for bothering Ding Shanshan to bring her here and borrowing other people's things. At least she shouldn't take advantage of others.

Ding Shanshan paused and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao awkwardly: "How can you be sure that this is a murder? If it is really just kitchen waste, you will definitely be caught and held accountable by the property management."

After all, the property opened the door without the tenant's consent. If the tenant pursues responsibility, the property staff will definitely use Lin Xiaoxiao as a shield.

Why did Lin Xiaoxiao insist on going in to take a look even though they were not related to each other? Was it just to satisfy her curiosity?

Although Ding Shanshan was usually confused, she was still very clear-headed when something happened, so she didn't believe that any girl would get involved in a murder case just to satisfy her curiosity.

If you get involved in it, you will be in trouble from then on.

"Don't worry, I trust my own judgment."

With a confident smile, Lin Xiaoxiao casually answered Ding Shanshan's question.

In fact, at the beginning she just wanted to join in the fun and satisfy her curiosity, but after arriving here, Ling Hao said that the boy in the room was actually dead, otherwise she would not be so determined.

No matter what, she can't escape from this incident, after all, she is a time traveler.

After watching Ding Shanshan and the young couple return to the rental house, Lin Xiaoxiao leaned against the window and chatted with Ling Hao with her consciousness.

"How did you see what was going on in the house?"

"I didn't see it, I smelled it. There's a strong smell of death in this room."

Dead air? What is that?

Before Lin Xiaoxiao could ask any questions, the elevator door opened again and a man in a black suit walked in with a small name tag hanging on his chest.

When he saw Lin Xiaoxiao and Ling Hao, a hint of impatience flashed in that man's eyes.

It's just a bag of garbage, why make such a fuss?

Their community has just been developed and the tenants are all young people who are inexperienced in the world, so the work in the property management is particularly easy.

Even if someone calls to report the situation, they can use various cumbersome procedures to make people give up automatically.

Unexpectedly, the tenant who called this time was quite difficult to deal with, and even the manager was persuaded.

"Let me make it clear first, it was you two who requested to open the door this time. Our property management will not be responsible for anything that happens."

After throwing the key to Lin Xiaoxiao, the property staff member crossed his hands, hugged his arms, and leaned to the side without saying a word, as if he was watching a good show.

Being treated like this, Lin Xiaoxiao was naturally furious, but she was too lazy to argue with him.

She curled her fingers and knocked on the door in a pretentious manner, but no one answered.

Only then did Lin Xiaoxiao pick up the key and insert it into the keyhole, then slightly turn it to the right, and the door lock opened with a "click".

call!

When the wind blew, an even stronger stench hit us in the face. Even the property staff standing nearby watching the excitement knew that something was wrong.

After the door was opened, the situation in the living room was clearly visible. The most eye-catching thing was the corpse lying in the middle of the living room.

The room was not big, and not far from the entrance was a small open kitchen. On the kitchen chopping board was a bloody fruit knife.

Because of the long time, the blood on it has oxidized and turned black.

Avoiding the blood marks on the ground, Lin Xiaoxiao held her breath and walked into the living room not far away.

call!

Another gust of wind blew, and the brass bells hanging on the wall jingled. The yellow talisman papers all over the room fluttered in the wind, and it felt like something was hovering in the room.

Looking at everything in front of her, Lin Xiaoxiao had reason to suspect that the boy was performing some kind of strange ritual before his death, which also explained why the window in the living room was open.

Because a certain ritual needs to be performed, the deceased needs to burn talismans or paper money, and the windows are opened to allow for ventilation.

At this moment, the deceased was lying on the ground on the magic circle drawn with blood, and the clothes on his chest had already been soaked with blood.

In order not to disrupt the scene, Lin Xiaoxiao did not step into the magic circle. She turned around and walked down the narrow stairs to the so-called second floor.

In fact, it is a steel frame platform one meter above the ground with a bed on it.

After searching around, Lin Xiaoxiao found the deceased's ID card from the backpack beside the bed.

Name: Wang Xin

Date of birth: August 2035, 8

After noting this information, Lin Xiaoxiao found his student ID in his backpack.

"Host, he is from the same university as you."

Ling Hao's reminder rang in her mind, and Lin Xiaoxiao felt that this was a bit too coincidental.

Could this guy be related to my mission? But that strange story was about the girls' dormitory, and he is a boy.

Unable to figure out the connection, Lin Xiaoxiao could only ask Ling Hao for help: "Could this person be related to my mission?"

"Host, please find the mission clues and complete the mission yourself."

It was still an emotionless rejection. After hearing it, Lin Xiaoxiao simply stopped asking.

Forget it, let’s look for it again before the police come.

After searching for a while, Lin Xiaoxiao finally heard Ling Hao's hint: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining a clue point for a mission branch."

clue?

Looking at the photo frame placed on the bedside, she instantly understood the connection between this boy and the strange stories in the girls' dormitory.

"Ling Hao, do you think this guy might have abandoned his girlfriend after having an affair with her and she turned into a ghost and is here to take his life?"

"Host, please don't be so imaginative. Why would an evil spirit kill someone with a knife?"