The special phenomenon in the room has disappeared, and the barrage is no longer fluctuating as before, giving an early warning. It seems that the situation is stable.

After taking the photos, the female reporter put away the camera and looked at Jia Luo with glowing eyes: "It seems to be all right, should we continue to look for that video tape."

Looking for a tape?

Jia Luo thought for a while, pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head.

"No, it's better not to die at this time, let's go back first."

My family knows my own affairs.

This time, if it wasn't for the lack of IQ and information asymmetry of the complaining ghost, who was deceived by Jia Luo and bumped into the barrage body, I am afraid that Jia Luo and the female reporter would have to confess here.

Knowing that there are tigers on the mountain and walking towards the mountain, it sounds quite majestic.

But if your surname is Wu or Li, there is no such thing as Jia.

It's fine if you don't know, now that you know that apart from Sadako, there are some other messy ghosts in this place, it would be too stupid to go deeper and die.

There was nothing to clean up, so Jia Luo and the female reporter left the house first.

Out of the house, the sky is a little dark.

Only then did Jia Luo realize that the light in the room was dark. Apart from the ghost, part of the reason was that it was getting late.

Go back to the parking lot and sit back in the Bugatti Veyron of the female reporter.

After the car started, Jia Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Jia Luo has been worried that the girl named Akiko Nakagawa has also turned into a ghost, killing the old one and bringing the young one.

But on the way back, there were no fluctuations in the barrage, and it seemed that the way was safe.

At least there were no other ghosts.

"This kind of narrow space in the car seems to appear often in ghost movies, such as the rear seats..."

At this moment, Jia Luo looked around the car in a little fright.

He was afraid that there was something wrong with him, so he gave a righteous backstab.

The current Jia Luo is very similar to the kind of boss who is almost invincible from the front, but has a weak point on the back. As long as he attacks from the front, the demon king and the evil god Jia Luo will not be afraid, but if he goes around the back and stabs him from the back, it will be fine. If you don't say it, you will kneel immediately.

"Two-seater, no back row."

The female reporter reminded with a sideways glance while driving.

"Oh, but, Wen, you have to know, ghosts can appear if they want to, whether they have a back row or not."

Jia Luo still had a worried look on his face as he spoke, always turning his head to glance at it from time to time.

Also, look up at the rearview mirror. I heard that ghosts sometimes cannot see with their eyes, and they need to look through the mirror to find their shadows.

Looking at Jia Luo is afraid.jpg

The female reporter couldn't understand. She looked at Jia Luo curiously, and asked, "Didn't you kill a ghost just now? What's there to be afraid of now?"

It's not the kind of situation where you are chased by ghosts.

I don't understand such a powerful person, what the hell are they afraid of?

The female reporter found that she was stunned because she couldn't figure out what was going on with Jia Luo. If she had the ability of the other party, she would definitely——

EMMMMM...

Still won't take the initiative.

Well, it feels good to follow others and lie down.

She is a reporter!

Even if there are no journalists carrying guns in the Middle East, it is the case to just roll up your sleeves and do it.

"It's very complicated. In short, you just drive back quickly."

It was inconvenient for Jia Luo to explain his barrage body protection, so he could only vaguely change the subject.

When the female reporter heard Jia Luo's words, her eyes lit up: "Well, well, you're right, I have to go back quickly, I'm going to speed up, you sit down and hold on!"

I glanced at the speed dial, and then looked up at the dim sky. There were faintly visible clouds, as if it was going to rain.

Jia Luo was taken aback: "Are you crazy, you are speeding up at night, and it looks like it's going to rain?"

The female reporter smiled and explained: "There are fewer people at night, and there are fewer people when it rains. There is no weather. It is better than a rainy night... well, driving is safer. And, you are not in a hurry, so I Is driving faster also to send you back quickly!"

What nonsense!

Jia Luo was stunned and speechless.

Chapter 450 Three Relatives of the Yukinoshita Family (Second Change)

"Every time you drive, I worry about insurance."

Jia Luo supported his forehead, feeling the acceleration pressing on him little by little, making himself feel as if he had entered some kind of illusion of "flying like a fairy".

"I have bought insurance for me and the car. Oh, you are worried about yourself. Don't worry about this. The students have all bought insurance, and the insurance of Sobu High School is still comprehensive."

The female reporter smiled and said like a kind teacher comforting a student.

If something happened to Galo, Teacher Shemingwan would kindly come to the side of the hospital bed, hold Galo's hand like this and say: Student Jialuo, don't worry about the medical expenses, the society and the school will definitely help Difficult for students.

If Jia Luo were an ordinary student, he would probably be moved to tears.

But your sister!

Is it about money?

This is fate!

Jia Luo stared at the sky speechlessly.

Suddenly, when passing a corner.

hum-

A muffled engine sound sounded from behind, and they were approaching from far to near.

Huh?

Have a car?

Jia Luo's expression was a bit puzzled. He was not surprised that there was a car here, but that there was a car that could keep up with the speed of the female reporter.

I also encountered a few cars on the road, but all of them were overtaken without any difficulty.

There are also a few drivers who seem to be younger. Seeing that the luxury car is so arrogant, and it is still a female driver, they are very unconvinced and step on the accelerator to compare.

And then... no more.

Not to mention the gap between the cars, the technology is completely reduced to scum in seconds.

The drivers who were left behind were dumbfounded.

Which lunatic dares to bring the way of driving on the track to the road?

Anyone who knows about racing will know that racing is a completely different technology from road driving. It can be said that nearly 100% of racing technology is useless on the road, because driving like that is fundamentally courting death, not to mention the difficulty of technology.

Because the car is basically driven on the verge of losing control, purely pursuing a certain limit, and reducing safety considerations.

Of course, the female reporter definitely didn't drive completely according to the racing style, probably just finished a complete road, and 5.00% of the sixties were on the verge of losing control.

Jia Luo turned his head, with a strange look on his face, to see who could catch up with the female reporter.

Huh?

Is it a GTR?

……

On the face of the young man illuminated by the flashing headlights, there was a trace of excitement concealed calmly. He never thought that he would meet that Bugatti Veyron here.

When he saw the opponent flash past him, the driver's blood boiled.

And when seeing the other party's skills, apart from the astonishment and admiration, there is also the desire to challenge in the heart.

What is the most important thing for a driver?

speed.

And the other party is like the ultimate speed, how can such a person not challenge it!

……

challenge?

A sneer appeared on the female reporter's face.

Shemingwan is not a low-key person, especially in the field of speed that she values, she is even more proud of her speed.

So, she smiled and said excitedly and uncontrollably:

"Come on, let me show you what is the fastest!"

……

Suddenly, it rained cats and dogs in the sky.

Whoa!

Like a torrential rain.

Lonely night highway.

Only the lights of the two cars flickered faintly.

……

then……

Then there is no oil.

Sounds like a new vocabulary.

But the Bugatti Veyron, or the fuel consumption of a supercar is extremely terrible.

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