Netherworld Investigator Chapter 684: Pretend to be a ghost

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After the meal, Huang Xiaotao reproached me and said: "Why did you become so frank, you just told the things that were not detected by your fingerprints."

A tick at the corner of my mouth: "I did it on purpose. I want to see who is relieved."

"Are there?" Huang Xiaotao asked curiously.

From the performance of everyone just now, Luo Shuzhong seems to be the most relaxed, but this person has a bit acrimonious personality, I can't doubt him based on this, I said: "There is indeed one."

"Who?" Huang Xiaotao asked quickly.

"I won't say anything else, so as not to make you preconceived." I shook my head.

Huang Xiaotao made an expression of contempt: "Sell Guanzi again!"

I lay on the bed with my clothes at night, listening to the movement outside. Since the haunting incident was broken yesterday, the surroundings have been quiet tonight.

Until 11 o'clock, I thought there would be no situation tonight, and suddenly there was a scream outside: "Ghost! There is a ghost!"

I immediately turned over and got out of bed, Song Xingchen also got up, Officer Cui woke up and drew his pistol: "What happened?"

I sternly said: "It seems that there is a situation. Song Xingchen and I will go out and have a look first. You will be with Huang Xiaotao and others."

When I came outside, there was a light on the side of the migrant worker tent. The migrant workers in twos and threes gathered together with tools in their hands. They looked terrified. I walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

They babbled, and I told them to say one by one. A middle-aged man said: "Comrade police, a group of ghosts just came to the camp."

Another person said: "That's not a ghost, it's a zombie!"

I was stunned for a moment and asked: "What zombie? The one wearing Qing Dynasty official uniforms?"

"Yes, yes, that's the kind, with a pale face and tongue out, it's so scary!"

When I heard this, I didn't know what expression to put on. This is a tomb of Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. How come out of Qing Dynasty zombies.

I asked them to show me the area where the zombies were infested. Sure enough, there was a row of footprints on the ground. The other end of the footprints led to the tomb. The boxes on the door of the tomb had been removed. I immediately understood that someone pretended to be a ghost. The funeral goods are gone.

I comforted the migrant workers and said: "Everyone stays here, they are dressed up, wait for Professor Sima and the others to solve it, don't go into the tomb..."

The burial objects in the tomb may have been stolen. If the migrant workers go in, it will be unclear at that time, but I am afraid that I can’t understand these principles, so I changed my words: "Do not rule out the possibility that the gangsters still stay in the tomb." /

After hearing this, everyone said that they would never enter the tomb.

Song Xingchen and I chased our footprints into the woods. There was a dead silence in the middle of the night. I saw a few figures rustling around among the trees. The sound of our footsteps alarmed them, and immediately two Qing zombies jumped out from the forest one by one, stretched out their hands to choke our necks.

"Song Xingchen!" I shouted.

Song Xingchen kicked the one on the left back into the forest, and the man let out a scream.

When the one on the right saw the stuffing exposed, he didn't jump away, and ran away. Song Xingchen kicked a stone from the ground, slapped it in his hand twice, swished it, and the man threw it down with a scream.

We didn't have the time to control these two, we continued to track, the gang of zombies in front shouted something, I don't understand it, it may be black words.

Then they ran desperately, Song Xingchen chased him extremely fast, swept it with a scabbard, and fell on his back alone.

The remaining zombies pulled out their knives from under the tattered Qing Dynasty official uniforms, Song Xingchen also pulled out the knives, the black knives were almost invisible in the dark, he coldly threw out a sentence: "Want to die?"

I stopped and said: "No, they are not murderers."

Song Xingchen waved his knife, and cut off a tree with a big bowl on the side. The black knife's knife faintly released a section of red light. When the thieves saw this, they immediately threw the knife to escape. Song Xingchen jumped up, borrowed strength from the tree trunk, and quickly inserted between them, raised his legs and brought down two of them. The rest of the people knelt down and begged: "Heroes for your life!"

"Who asked you to come?" I asked.

"Our boss Zhou is bold!"

"What about others?"

"Running, you hurry up!" These little brothers instantly betrayed their boss.

Song Xingchen looked forward for a moment and said: "It seems that a man carrying a sack has run away. I will chase him."

After that, he was standing tall and rushing out like an arrow from the string. When the man in front saw this, he ran even more panic. The three of us chased in a straight line in the woods.

Just as the straight line was gradually shortening, suddenly a white mist spread out in front of him, and a figure walked out of the mist. I couldn't help taking a breath when I saw his shape clearly.

It was a burly man in ancient armor with a Shura mask that deterred the enemy on his face. From the gaps in the mask, flames continued to erupt. He appeared from the fog, just like the **** of death from the underworld.

When Zhou saw it boldly, he stood still in shock, swinging his legs straight.

A gloomy voice came from under the mask, and he shouted in a low voice: "Zhou Daudao, you are so bold. You interrupted this commander's rest and stole the items in his tomb. You will pay for it! "

When he spoke, his mouth also spurted out a raging flame.

Zhou Daudao suddenly dropped the sack, knelt on the ground and scratched his throat, his shoulders twitched.

Song Xingchen was about to rush over, I shouted: "Don't go there, the smoke on the ground is poisonous!"

Song Xingchen still rushed up. He raised his knife to kill the man, but suddenly his hand was still in the air. The ancient warman waved his cloak, rolled up a cloud of mist, and disappeared silently in the mist. not see.

I held my breath and dragged Song Xingchen back, and found that his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his hands trembled.

I asked: "Are you poisoned?"

"No..." Song Xingchen grabbed his shivering right hand with his left hand: "I'm scared, a strange feeling. When I approached him, his appearance suddenly became extremely terrifying. I didn't dare to treat him at all. Hands on."

I was surprised and asked: "Compared with my pupil of Hades?"

"If there is a mistake, there is nothing less than it." Song Xingchen replied.

While the fog didn’t clear up, I took out a bag of evidence from my arms and waved it left and right in mid-air twice to put the fog in a little. At this time, the wind changed. I was afraid of breathing in the fog, urging Song Xingchen to hurry. go away.

I didn't breathe in the poisonous mist just now. What I saw should be real. I don't understand how that ancient warlord would spit fire from his face. Is it really a ghost?

At this moment, a flashlight came from behind, and a large group of people called us as they walked. When I heard Huang Xiaotao's voice, I shouted in that direction: "We are here."

Huang Xiaotao shouted at the others: "Found it!"

The light of the flashlight gradually gathered, and it was a bit dazzling to me. Huang Xiaotao asked with concern what happened. I smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, I saw it with my own eyes. Otherwise, whoever told me what happened just now , I would never believe it."

I told the story once and for all, Huang Xiaotao covered her mouth in amazement: "You mean an ancient warlord is stopping the tomb thief...what about the tomb thief?"

"The thief is dead. By the way, don't let the others run away." I ordered.

We hurried back to the original road. The gang of thieves dressed as zombies saw people at two ends, so they crawled in the bushes very trivially, planning to escape quietly, but we caught them.

These people are as timid as rats. As soon as Huang Xiaotao showed off his guns, they immediately counseled, begging for mercy: "The government is forgiving, this matter has nothing to do with us, Zhou boldly hired us to do it!"