Bend that ghost

The night falls, the stars are like fire, and the clouds gather and disperse to cover the moonlight.

In the messy room, there is almost no place to step down. Clothes and daily necessities are everywhere, and one-third of them are all kinds of empty wine bottles. There is a human-shaped bulge on the double bed, and the quilt covers the top of the head.

The room was filled with the lingering smell of wine, mixed with indescribable miscellaneous smells.A figure curled up among the sundries on the ground, and the outline of a figure could barely be seen among the rubbish.

The shirt on the man's body was crumpled, some buttons were broken, his hair was messy and decadent, his eyes were red, and his eyes were black and blue. He was lying on his back on the ground, holding a beer bottle and muttering to himself.

No matter how handsome his face was, his face was full of stubble, his dark circles were more standard than a national treasure, his face was dull, and he didn't look like a male god, and it would be more appropriate to call him a male nerve.

He curled up sideways in the corner, like a baby in the most secure position in the mother's body, staring at one place absent-mindedly, with red eyes, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, and murmured painfully: "Jiajia, Jiajia...you tell Me, who killed you... who is it??"

At the corner of the east wall, a slender figure with a ponytail was standing beside the wall. The dark clouds cleared, and the moonlight poured down. That figure seemed to be a shadow printed on the wall, standing gracefully and motionless.

The man suddenly held his head and let out a painful howl like a wounded beast, which echoed endlessly in the empty space.

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It was already dark when Wen Zhijiang and others returned to Xiangxi through the ghost market. Just after leaving the ghost market, when the mobile phone signal came back, a mechanical and simple mobile phone rang.Wen Zhijiang took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, and it showed that the caller was Jiang Chen. When he connected, Jiang Chen's slightly deep voice came from the other side: "Headmaster, is it you?"

"It's me." Wen Zhijiang replied indifferently, and at the same time winked to silence everyone, and asked again: "Are you on the phone?"

"En." Jiang Chen said, paused for five seconds, and then said, "Feng Zhen is asking for something, something happened to his brother."

elder brother?Wen Zhijiang thought about it carefully, thinking about the gentle and elegant President Feng in the hospital that day, and said clearly: "I remember him, what happened to Feng Jing?"

There was a brief moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and Jiang Chen said again: "He has a fiancee named Lan Jia, who was brain-dead in a car accident a year ago and kept her vital signs, but she passed away the night before."

"Unnatural death?" Wen Zhijiang asked. Brain-dead patients will die sooner or later, but the chance of sudden death while maintaining stable vital signs is not high.

"Yes." Jiang Chen hesitated for a moment, "Someone pulled out the oxygen mask, or... it wasn't made by humans."

"You can't solve it?" Wen Zhijiang understands that Lan Jia's death was not caused by humans, that is to say, something killed her, but Jiang Chen is also a monk, if it was not caused by humans, Jiang Chen called for help again , Could it be that the other party is a monster that he can't deal with? ?

"...Yes." Jiang Chen said with a little more helplessness in his tone, "He locked Lan Jia and himself in the room, Feng Zhen refused to listen to his persuasion, we couldn't get in, and he took the evil spirit talisman I gave Sticking it outside, Xiaocheng has nothing to do."

"I see, where are you now?" Wen Zhijiang asked.

Jiang Chen replied: "Building B, Yujingwan villa area, I will tell Feng Zhen to wait for you outside, is that okay?"

"Okay, let's go." Wen Zhijiang answered concisely, hung up the phone, turned his head to Lu Li and said, "Your apprentice's good friend has an accident, and a monster killed someone. Let's go and have a look first. Maybe it will be with the ghost hunter." related to the case."

Lu Li's expression was complicated, and he said with emotion: "Jiang Chen is also suffering. We were teaching other people's disciples outside, but my own disciple was left at home to make money. Why don't we bring Jiang Chen and Jiang Cheng with us when we practice in the future?" Bar?"

Wen Zhijiang choked up, looked back at the five young King Kong youth groups behind him, and immediately fell silent—it was true, they were babysitting other people's children, but in the end they didn't take care of their own children.

The five teenagers looked at each other in dismay, what kind of magical psychology is there to always have the mysterious joy of occupying other people's parents?

Lu Li thought for a moment, then frowned and said, "But since there are people hunting ghosts, it's possible to kill the living and seize ghosts. Hu Miao is dead, and the ghost hunting may not stop. We still have to find out the specific reason." He turned his head. Looking at the five children, he said earnestly: "We do things the same way we handle cases. We have to investigate thoroughly before we can be convicted. Remember."

The five nodded hurriedly.

Lu Li and Wen Zhijiang, who led the trail leader's team, immediately took two taxis and headed straight to the villa area.

When the car stopped at the gate of the community, Feng Zhen and Jiang Cheng were waiting there. The two cars arrived one after the other. Jiang Cheng looked at the five road leaders who followed Wen Zhijiang back, and said in astonishment: "I remember when you left There are only four people..."

"I picked up three more kids on the way, stop talking nonsense and tell me how the situation is going?" Lu Li said.

Feng Zhen stared dumbfounded at Lu Li's natural conversation with the air. Although he had known that Jiang Cheng had come out with him, the person on the right couldn't see him, so he didn't take it seriously. It was just a moment of fantasy to see Lu Li talking to Jiang Cheng. .

"My brother locked himself up." Feng Zhen said quickly, with an anxious expression on his face, and he had no time to care about Jiang Cheng's presence. We grew up together, but on the surveillance video there is only a scene of the mask falling by itself, Jiang Chen also said that he could barely see that it was done by a woman, but he was not sure who the murderer was."

"Yeah." Lu Li put one hand in his pocket, while holding Wen Zhijiang's hand with the other, "I'll pull out the surveillance video and I'll have a look, and I'll have to find the corpse to see if the soul is still there. It's very rare for monsters to kill on purpose." , it is also possible if it is a ghost, but we have to wait for the investigation. Besides, the corpse will rot, and your brother can't stay with that corpse all the time."

A group of people hurried to the villa. Unlike the Jiang family, the Feng family's villa is extraordinarily luxurious, and the courtyard is like a small manor.

In front of the bedroom door on the third floor, Jiang Chen was waiting there. When he saw Wen Zhijiang and others coming, he raised his feet to greet him, and nodded politely: "Teacher, Master, you are here."

"Yeah." Wen Zhijiang nodded back, glanced at the wooden anti-theft door, and saw Lu Li pointing at the door and said, "No, I said, do you want to be so exaggerated and install anti-theft doors indoors? This is how worried you are about your own home. ah???"

"..." Feng Zhen was silent for a while, and then said: "This door is not the point, is it? You guys quickly think of a way to find the murderer, and then I will get my brother out."

"Let me do it." Wen Zhijiang withdrew his hand from Lu Li's, and said calmly, "I'll talk to him first, if we can't agree, I'll tear up the amulet and open the door. You guys wait outside."

"...Okay." Feng Zhen's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't stop it.

Although it is a bit rough, it seems to be the only way now.