Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 42: Pseudoscience

In normal times, he would definitely throw this so-called talisman paper into the trash can without hesitation.

Reluctantly, Qinghong in front of him showed such enthusiasm, and it was for his own good, if he threw away the talisman rudely, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

Thinking of this, Wang San forced a smile, and also reminded in a sincere tone: "Qinghong, we are all young people. As a progressive youth in the new era, we should abandon these feudal dross and learn from Marxism-Leninism unconditionally." The materialistic thinking of..."

"Shut up."

Qinghong frowned dissatisfied, and scolded: "I still have things to do, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"As for your materialist theory, you should keep it for yourself and study it slowly."

"In the vast history, there are too many things that people don't know, so don't argue with me about your so-called pseudoscience."

"When you are really threatened by a potential crisis, maybe you won't talk as much as you do today."

Regardless of whether Wang San agreed or not, Qinghong just stuffed the talisman paper into the jacket pocket of the opponent's police uniform, then turned and left angrily.

"Qinghong, don't be angry..."

Hearing Wang San's anxious voice behind him, Qinghong just scolded "idiot" in his heart, and then left the police station without looking back, leaving the handsome little policeman Wang San in a mess in the wind.

Due to the delay in applying for the certificate at the police station, it was already around seven o'clock in the evening when Qinghong finished withdrawing the money and came out of the bank.

At this time, the sky was completely dark. Fortunately, there are street lights in the city, so it is not like the villages where the lights are dark at night, and it is almost impossible to move.

After that, I went to a nearby store to buy a bottle of malted milk, and then hurried towards the villa.

While walking on the road where the homicide happened last night, Qinghong unconsciously turned sideways to look in the direction where the female corpse fell to the ground last night.

In the blink of an eye, under the mango tree by the side of the road, Qinghong suddenly saw the pale woman he saw in the crowd last night!

It was the woman who was killed yesterday!

Of course Qinghong would not be so foolish as to think that the woman had come back to life from the dead, and a little celestial master like him with some practice would certainly not believe in the so-called theory of resurrection.

Moreover, Qinghong's Zhu Youwangqi technique, which he had practiced all the year round, could see through the truth of this woman almost at a glance.

Yes, she is a soul body!

From the first time she appeared last night, Qinghong already knew that she was a soul body!

It's just that there were too many policemen and passers-by at that time, and it was inconvenient for Qinghong to say anything more, so he didn't communicate more with the female ghost.

Now that the female ghost appeared again, and it was on the way Qinghong must pass back to the villa. Does this mean that the female ghost is deliberately waiting for him?

Qinghong is already used to things like seeing ghosts.

When I lived with Zhu Bianque in Fenglin village, I often did those shady rituals for others.

What's more, before Zhu Bianque left home, he also taught Qinghong a set of techniques of invoking gods, and now he is already regarded as a veteran of the celestial master.

"Stop!"

Just as Qinghong was staring intently at the female ghost under the mango tree, a male voice full of arrogance suddenly came from behind him.

The sound came very suddenly, and it shocked Qinghong who was not mentally prepared at all.

After he stabilized his mind, he hurriedly raised his eyes to look at the mango tree, and the figure of the female ghost had already disappeared without a trace.

Damn it.

Qinghong cursed angrily in his heart, then slowly turned around, raising his eyes to look at the yelling rough man behind him.

As far as the eye can see, with the bright light of the street lamp, you can clearly see the whole picture of the person behind you.

However, to Qinghong's surprise, there were not one but three people behind him!

And all three are men.

The one standing in the middle looks about forty or so. He is tall and thick, with a fleshy face. He doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

There is a thick gold chain hanging around the neck, and there is a cigarette in his mouth, and he is exhaling the smoke from his nose.

With his strong figure set off by his tight T-shirt and shorts, his aura of nouveau riche is undoubtedly revealed.

As for the two people beside him, they looked much younger.

The one on the left has dyed yellow hair. He looks about twenty-five or twenty-five years old, but his figure is relatively slender, or thin.

Wearing some tattered jeans, he also looks like a ruffian, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

The one on the right is relatively better. He is in his twenties, holding a fruit knife in his hand. Although he tried his best to show his vicious side, that baby face kept betraying him.

Looking at the trio of killers in front of him, Qinghong wanted to laugh for no reason.

"Are you calling me?" Qinghong asked casually.

The man in the middle with a straight face is probably the boss of the Shamat trio. After hearing Qinghong's inquiry ~IndoMTL.com~ immediately reached out to take the cigarette from his mouth, and responded angrily : "That's right, it's you that I called you!"

"Aren't you tired of working, boy? Are you planning to honor your uncle and me with so much money on you this evening?"

"What do you mean?"

Qinghong frowned, secretly sighing that he was too careless.

It must have been accidentally targeted by a thief when I was withdrawing money from the bank just now!

The so-called money is not revealed, how could he not understand this truth?

"You pretend for me!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and threatened viciously: "Don't talk nonsense to me, when you were buying malted milk just now, you were accidentally targeted by my little brother."

"Hand over the money honestly, or don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"You're welcome to me?"

Qinghong was outraged!

This man with a face full of flesh can really turn black and white.

If the three of them hadn't come out to make trouble, perhaps Qinghong would have already talked to the female ghost in white at this time,

With his wisdom, he might be able to get some information about the murder case from the female ghost.

Although after being warned by the girl who appeared inexplicably yesterday, Qinghong has long since stopped meddling in these nosy matters.

But thinking that this matter is so strange, and this female ghost appeared in front of Qinghong one after another, it is obviously not so unusual, so I wanted to take this opportunity to chat with the female ghost, maybe it can help. With Xiaoshuai policeman Wang San, these three murder cases were solved.

Now that all of this has been destroyed by these three lifeless guys, how can Qinghong not be angry?

What's more, these three people don't do their jobs properly, and they only want to rob other people's money for a living. This kind of people are the most shameless.