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Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, and black air continuously coiled around his fingertips to disperse the group of guys who were gnawing on the man in black, but the wisps of black air still engulfed the little ghosts, making it impossible for them to escape.
Since that rooftop battle, Zhou Ze found that his grasp of this power seemed to have improved to a higher level.
"Are you a policeman?"
Zhou Ze lowered his head and looked at the man in black lying on the ground whose soul and body were almost damaged.
"What do you think?"
The man in black stood up, his soul was broken, and he looked a little miserable.
But his eyes are firm and piercing.
"I just didn't expect it."
Zhou Ze remembered that the Zhao Ju he saw last time entered his bookstore on the day of the funeral, but neither he nor Xu Qinglang could tell whether he was alive or dead.
Think about it,
Relieved again.
Director Zhao is about to retire at that age, and has been working hard in his job for most of his life. He is a bit like Mrs. Bai who went to hell before, with full of merit.
That kind of person is a special case among special cases.
It's like learning to do good deeds. It is precisely because ** is a special case in this society that it is necessary to learn. If everyone is a living **, is there any need to learn?
"Come in with me."
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It was still raining outside. The girl who was sitting in the bookstore copying magazines went out to look at her companion, and found that she had fallen asleep leaning against the hanger. She put a dress on her body, and she didn't go in. Just stay with her outside.
Two female college students who came out to set up stalls to earn money, like the delicate wild flowers in this city, stubborn and strong.
This is an ordinary day for them. When they go out of the stall, they encounter rainy days and take shelter from the rain.
It is impossible for them to know what kind of business the bookstore they are sheltering from is doing, and they don't remember that one of them almost made a deal with a ghost just now.
And in the bookstore, Zhou Ze placed some peanut orchid beans, the man in black sat opposite him, and the little ghosts stood beside him, shivering.
"Thank you for hospitality."
The man in black said in a deep voice.
"After eating, let's go on the road." Zhou Ze said.
The man raised his head and looked at Zhou Ze. Obviously, he was unwilling.
"They are already dead, you have also sacrificed, and you have fulfilled all the responsibilities that should be fulfilled. There is no need to insist on taking them away with you because of your obsession.
If something goes wrong halfway, causing their dead souls to escape your control, there will be a few more lonely ghosts in this world, and maybe other troubles will be brewed. "
Zhou Ze explained patiently.
In fact, there is only one central idea.
I respect you,
But respect is respect, work is work,
You have your obsession, but I also have my responsibility.
The living are in your charge,
Dead people, I care.
"Then can I ask you something?"
"You speak first."
"Help me investigate the cause of my death." The man in black raised his face full of scars, and he looked very ferocious at this moment, "I was working as an undercover agent. Someone betrayed me, otherwise I would be able to catch him alive. Bring them back to justice."
The man in black thought that he was in the car, and one of them suddenly answered a phone call, and the atmosphere suddenly went wrong. He realized in advance that his identity had been exposed, and the two sides started fighting in the car, and finally the car drove into the ravine , Brewing out the tragedy of car crash.
"This seems to be the plot of a criminal investigation film."
After listening to the other party's narration, Zhou Ze sighed.
It is really not easy to be an undercover agent.
"Come on, let me toast you."
Zhou Ze raised his wine glass and responded with him.
Then, put down the wine glass.
"Are you agreeing?" the other party asked.
"No, it's just to delay the time to organize the wording of the rejection, so as not to embarrass you and me."
"" The man in black.
"I'm sorry, I can't do it, my place is just a bookstore, in fact, it's just a post station, sending the dead souls who shouldn't stay in the world to hell and reincarnation.
The matter of living people in the world is not in my control, and I can't take care of it. The only thing I can do is to make an anonymous letter to help you deliver it. No matter how many things,
I can't do it, norThere is still a person standing.
It is Tang poetry,
She still chewed the big white rabbit toffee in her mouth.
"Why didn't you agree to investigate? How interesting?" Tang Shi asked.
"I'm not that free." Zhou Ze walked back to the bar and sat down.
"Gambling with life as a bet sounds quite interesting." Tang Shi continued, "If he was here, he would go and have a look."
"He is him, and I am me."
"Oh, it seems that the business is not wrong today. It seems that the tree is indeed moving the dead and the dead." Tang Shi walked to the door and looked outside at the two female college students who were still sheltering from the rain.
"The rain hasn't stopped."
"You don't stay up there, come down just to play sentimental?" Zhou Ze asked a little surprised.
Tang Shi shook her head,
Then she spread her hands,
A thousand origami cranes folded from a piece of paper dance lightly, lifelike.
"Zhou Ze, do you know that sometimes you don't take the initiative to avoid trouble, and trouble won't fall on you."
"But at least it will save a little trouble." Zhou Ze lit a cigarette.
"There has been nothing in the past two days, so I have investigated you."
Say it like you usually have something to do.
In Zhou Ze's view, if the special ability and the identity of the deceased are put aside, Tang Shi is just a vase, who knows nothing and is unwilling to do anything.
In addition to good-looking legs,
Can play for a year.
"Where are your eyes looking?"
The ballpoint pen on Zhou Ze's counter floated up and dangled in front of Zhou Ze's eyes, as if it might poke him blind at any time.
"You look much better in black silk than pork."
Zhou Ze commented.
Tang Shi threw out the phone, and the phone floated in front of Zhou Ze,
The above is a news screenshot,
A riot broke out in a prison in Subei Prison. One prisoner was killed and more than ten prisoners were injured.
"What do you mean?" Zhou Ze asked looking at the screen.
"How afraid of trouble are you?" Tang Shi shook her head helplessly, "You don't even know the person who drove you to death with a big truck?"
Zhou Ze's pupils shrank immediately.
"I didn't do it." Zhou Ze said.
"I know you didn't do it." Tang Shi said, "but he died."
"Accidentally, what if they also like to play peek-a-boo?"
Zhou Ze shrugged.
At this moment, Xu Qinglang came down, patted his forehead, and said to Zhou Ze:
"Old Zhou, I'm sorry, I forgot something a few days ago. Your uncle came to you when you disappeared, and said that his son, your cousin, died in a car accident and asked you to attend the funeral. coming.
I was thinking at the time that you are Zhou Ze anyway, and Xu Le¡¯s relatives have nothing to do with you, and you were not there at that time, so I forgot, no, just remembered, let me tell you. The funeral should have been half a month ago, so it ended early. "
heard the words,
Zhou Ze's face,
finally became serious.
Inexplicably,
It seems that there is a whirlpool,
It has been unknowingly lifted. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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