Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 899: Ninety-third bowl of soup (5)

Ninety-third bowl of soup (5)

Qing Huan said: "Yes."

"What's wrong with you..." Meng Daxian wanted to ask, but suddenly the door opened, and the always tall, burly and upright Zhong Team staggered out. After seeing them, he rolled his eyes and fainted!

Three people looking at each other: "..."

This is very embarrassing, such a big man, so afraid of this kind of thing?

It didn't take five minutes to get in and ran out, looking really scared.

Meng Daxian and Meng Xingzhen drag Zhong Xun to the sofa to lie down, and then Meng Daxian continued to ask: "What school did you learn from? Like you, who is your master?"

"You don't know me either, my master's surname is Lang."

Lang...I have never heard of an expert with the surname of Lang! Meng Daxian racked his brains and couldn't come up with it, but Meng Xingzhen asked, "I don't know what your name is. I am Meng Xingzhen, the pillow of the pillow."

"My name is Qing Huan."

Qing Huan...Meng Xingzhen also showed a complicated look, "It sounds good."

Qing Huan smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked on Zhong Xun's forehead, the tall man immediately woke up, his face was pale and his eyes were empty, and after seeing the three familiar people in front of him, he asked, "Did I have a hallucination just now? ?"

"You're a **** hell." Meng Daxian patted him on the shoulder, "I know all this has a big impact on you, an atheist, but you have to accept the reality, don't think that you can't see, hear, hear, or touch. It doesn't exist, the world is amazing."

Zhongxun is really scared. He refuses to tell anyone that he is an atheist because he is afraid of ghosts. When he was in the police academy, his classmates gathered to watch ghost movies. . In fact, he didn't disdain to see it, he didn't dare to see it, because he was really afraid of this kind of thing! He is not afraid to accept even the most vicious criminals and the most difficult and dangerous tasks, but once a ghost is mentioned... Zhong Xun clenched his fists: "I don't believe it!"

"Then I'll call her out."

"Don't!" Zhong Xun felt that the girl was really boring, "I...I don't want to see it for the time being." He couldn't forget what he saw when he went in just now. There was a corpse covered with a white cloth lying on the stage. He opened it and checked it to be sure that it was Wang Fang. He checked it again - there were still no visible wounds on his body, and then he was about to go out and say that there was no ghost. I saw the shape of a person gradually appearing in the corner! If you look at the familiar face again, you can't be familiar with it any more! Who is it if it's not Wang Fang?

At that time, his legs were weak, and then he forced himself to move to the door step by step. It took him at least two minutes to walk the distance in a few seconds. Maybe Wang Fang's ghost didn't know that he could see it, and he kept standing there. Weeping in the corner. That cry is different from that of a human being. The ending sound is long and winding, like fingernails scratching a blackboard, and the scalp of the person listening is numb.

"Accept the reality, Bell." Meng Xingzhen looked at him with pity, "This is the truth of the world, you have to accept it, and there will be more in the future. If you are afraid, don't be a police officer as soon as possible. I didn't tell you. You, when I performed the autopsy before, the ghosts of the deceased were basically watching from the side, and some were attached to you..."

"Stop talking!" Zhong Xun trembled like a Tibetan mastiff, "I don't want to hear it."

"You have to listen if you don't want to. You're a policeman, so you don't arrest criminals? Wang Fang's death was so strange because it wasn't done by humans." Qing Huan interjected, "And don't worry, you are The policeman, the policeman is upright, not afraid of ghosts and spirits, your physique is different from other people, the once-in-a-lifetime pure yang boy body, those things will be burned before they get close to you.”

No wonder...Wang Fang's ghost was close to the door at first, but when he got close, he avoided it.

But Meng Daxian's focus is different from others. The fat old man burst out laughing: "Hahahahahaha, you are still a boy??? You look like thirty? You are still a boy who has never eaten meat? Hahahahahahaha!"

Zhong Xun: "..."

He came from a family of police officers. He trained every day after he was admitted to the university. After graduation, he was assigned to the criminal investigation team. Is this his fault? He doesn't want to be like this either!

"Uncle Shi~" Meng Xingzhen exclaimed in a long voice, "Speaking of others, aren't you too?"

Meng Daxian's arrogant smile came to an abrupt end.

After a few seconds, he started to fight back: "It's like you're not! Although I'm a rookie, I've been in love and I'm proud! Have you talked?"

Meng Xingzhen felt that his heart had suffered a 10,000-point crit, because he really hadn't talked about it.

Qing Huan sighed: "Are you sure you want me, an underage girl, here in the middle of the night to listen to you guys discussing whether to open meat or not?"

Zhong Xun took the lead to calm down: "I think we should discuss the case."

"Agree." Meng Xingzhen agreed.

Meng Daxian is still a little unfinished, how beautiful it feels to be in love~ How can these hairy boys understand~ However, the color on his face did not last long, but slowly disappeared, replaced by the bottom of his eyes Deep and complicated pain, this pain flashed by, and continued to join the discussion meeting with shaking double chin, Kuai Qinghuan almost thought it was his dazzling eyes. She moved her fingers to understand what had happened to this fat old man, which made her feel a little sad.

I was also young and handsome, and I was unforgettable. I also once fell in love with each other and wanted to stay together for a lifetime, but in the end they were still separated. The girl was married and had a happy child, but the boy erased all her memories of herself, cried a lot on her wedding day, and then... ate and became a fat man.

Then from a teenager to a fat old man.

Every day, I flirt and cheat, molesting the aunt who sells steamed buns, being beaten by the strict little junior sister, and then carrying the stall wherever she goes, wandering around. Now that he is different from when he was young, the only thing he does not forget is the teacher's teaching.

It's been... a lot of work.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, but at the same time, it brings not glory and happiness, but countless pain and restraint.

The discussion between the three men was in full swing, but Qing Huan was in a trance and didn't know what to think, until Zhong Xun clenched his fist and said that he should not talk nonsense and just do it. Get up your courage. However, Meng Xingzhen told him not to go back to the crime scene immediately, for no other reason. Zhong Xun was a rare body of pure yang, and he was still a boy. He was clean wherever he went. Where he has been, there will be no ghosts approaching for three days, and it is a clean comparison. And no matter how yin or evil he was, the pure yang qi emptied the scene as soon as he left, which is why Meng Daxian couldn't find any clues when he walked back and forth at the crime scene.

Qing Huan sighed quietly: "I'll show you a clear path, Wang Fang was the first victim, and the time of death was six days ago. According to the needs of this ghost, it eats a heart for seven days to cultivate. Tomorrow night it will harm people again. It is not difficult to find it, just go in and ask Wang Fang, and the Zhong team don't go in, Wang Fang will be scared to death when she sees you."

Zhong Xun thought to himself, it would be too much to be provoked not to go in.

"Can Wang Fang know?" Meng Daxian asked.

"Of course she knows, because that's her online date!"

"Huh???"

Qing Huan held her chin, "Of course you can't find out, because the traces have been wiped out by ghosts. Wang Fang dropped out of high school to work in a coffee shop, and has always dreamed of meeting a prince charming. Ghosts have no body and can only Deceiving people on the Internet is not a random victim. Wang Fang's birthday is exactly the same as before this ghost died, and its strength is not enough to support it to leave the place where it is, so it is necessary to try to deceive people, this is why The reason why Wang Fang died next to a reservoir that he had never been to." Wang Fang, this girl, didn't even think about it, who would meet an online date in a nearby reservoir with no one?

"In other words, the next dead person will also appear in the reservoir." As long as the ghost is not mentioned, the IQ of the Zhong team is online.

"Yes, so you can go to the reservoir tomorrow to ambush. This guy pulled a few ghosts and ate a heart with the same birthday. The area has expanded. You have to be careful."

Meng Daxian almost looked at her with admiration: "Is this all calculated?"

"Yes."

“Do you still accept apprentices?”

Qing laughed happily: "I don't accept it." It would be a mess if you really want to accept it.

Meng Daxian just asks at will, Qing Huan will not worship him even if he accepts him. He has been a master all his life, and their faction has always been like this. One apprentice has one master. Worshiping the master, after the ceremony of worshipping the master, is a lifetime event.

"But don't worry, although we can't be masters and apprentices, we are still friends. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me." Qing Huan said generously, "This is an academic discussion between friends, and has nothing to do with inheritance. ."

Meng Daxian's eyes lit up: "If that's the case, it would be great! My master went early and didn't have time to teach me a lot of things. I learned everything by myself. If you can give me a little girl, then It couldn't be better! I invite you to make skewers!"

Qing Huanxiao: "Okay, then I have to take back what I invited you to eat."

Meng Xingzhen asked, "Will my uncle take me?"

Meng Daxian waved his hand: "Let's cool off."

Zhong Xun said: "Take me?"

"Hehe." He is a weak and powerless old man, with only a few transactions per day, and earning ten yuan or twenty yuan, how much money can he make? Are these two big men shameless?

Qing Huan watched them bicker with a happy smile on her face.

It seems like a long, long time ago, when she was lying on the roof bored, a girl fry sunflower seeds and peanuts for her, a teenager was standing on a stilt to practice the exercises, another was drying herbs, and the two were fighting... That was a long time ago.

A long time ago.