Netherworld Investigator Chapter 106: A ghost appears

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It's getting late. We are going to stay in the murder house from now on. Huang Xiaotao asked the two policemen guarding the murder house to buy some food, drink and three sleeping bags, and then we can get off work.

There are no other buildings around this place. As soon as it gets dark, it feels like entering the middle of the night, and there is no moon that night, and a car flashes past the road only a few minutes later.

The three of us spread sleeping bags in the room where the deceased had stayed, and sat on it. Wang Dali kept rubbing his shoulders and asked: "Song Yang, are you sure you want to spend the night here?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Have you asked several times? Don't bother, let's eat first!"

She opened the box of hot dried noodles and stirred the sauce with chopsticks. I also ate some bread. Wang Dali said, "Damn, you can both eat in this environment? That's great."

Stay here is mainly boring. I don't dare to play on my mobile phone. Huang Xiaotao has long been accustomed to this. She often stays in the car for a few days just to stare at a suspect.

Wang Dali said that he was going to the toilet, and he had to be with me. Huang Xiaotao laughed at him and said: "Are you still a man? Just go out and turn left."

"Then... Then if something happens, I'll call you!" Wang Dali's tongue was knotted a little.

Seeing that Wang Dali is gone, I took out a new mug from my handbag: "By the way, I caused you to break a mug last time. This is for you."

Huang Xiaotao smiled and said: "If you really can't speak, wouldn't you say that you gave me away? Seeing you are so sincere, my sister laughed."

She unscrewed a bottle of green tea, poured it in, took a sip, and then handed it over: "I haven't had any water, take a sip."

I refused to accept it. The faint sweetness of Huang Xiaotao’s lipstick on the rim of the cup made my cheeks burn again. At this time, Wang Dali suddenly screamed and we rushed out.

When he came to the bathroom, Wang Dali was staring at the toilet in a daze, his face pale. He said that when he just sat on it, it seemed that a cold hand touched his ass, and he was so scared that the chrysanthemum tightened and the **** was scared back.

Huang Xiaotao covered her mouth and cursed: "You are so disgusting!"

Wang Dali cried a face: "Fuck, you have a little sympathy, OK, this kind of thing is weird!"

I stared at the toilet for a while and said: "It's probably a mouse. The toilet is connected to the sewer. This place is not inhabited all year round. The mouse crawled out of here unscrupulously."

"No, no, I swear to God, it's really a hand, it's terrifying!" Wang Dali shook his head vigorously.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of slapping a ball from downstairs. Wang Dali screamed in fright. I was not frightened by the sound, but was startled by him. Wang Dali tremblingly said, "It is that The ghost of a child!"

The sound of playing the ball was far and near, and it was very real. In the quiet and dark old house, even Huang Xiaotao paled with fright.

I winked and said: "Let’s go and have a look!"

"Are you sure?" Wang Dali was shocked.

"No blame, no blame, self-defeating, the scariest thing in this kind of place is not ghosts, but your imagination!" I said.

Huang Xiaotao curled her eyebrows and said: "What if it is really haunted?"

"So what, ghosts are nothing more than a kind of spiritual energy remaining in the sun, just like a video, it can't hurt people." I explained.

Huang Xiaotao fetched the flashlights, and we went downstairs to check and said they were together. In fact, they were clutching my clothes tightly at the back. That's it for Wang Dali, why Huang Xiaotao is also so timid, she pouted and argued that the environment here is too depressing, and people can't help but be scared.

I thought to myself, Huang Xiaotao, who is scared, is quite cute too!

When I went downstairs, the old stairs made a crunching sound. Wang Dali was taken aback and came downstairs. I took pictures with a flashlight and the room was empty. I said, "There is nothing... …"

As soon as the voice fell, something touched Huang Xiaotao's foot, and she jumped in shock, looking down at a ball.

She picked it up and exclaimed in surprise: "How come there is a ball, I didn't find it when we cleaned the scene before."

"It's true! There are real ghosts!" Wang Dali was about to run away in a panic.

"Can you two stop making the atmosphere so terrible." I scolded.

At this moment, there was a heavy knock on the door from upstairs, mixed with some strange noises, and it sounded like a woman laughing. The two were so scared that they screamed again and again, as if stepping on a high-voltage electricity, and I angrily said: "Pretend to be a god, I will go up and take a look!"

I rushed upstairs and found that an originally closed door in the corridor had opened. I walked in alone, shining with a flashlight, and suddenly there was a rustling sound above my head, as if there was something Something climbed down. A voice whispered in my ear: "He killed my son, should he die? You say, should he die?"

When this voice spoke, there was no airflow, causing a cold sweat on my back.

Before, I asked Wang Dali to buy me a bag of refined salt, which can drive away evil spirits. I turned around to get it. Suddenly a hand was placed on my shoulder, as if a face was slowly approaching!

I dare not look back. I know that ghosts like to slap people on the shoulders from behind. When I look back, I blow out the sun fire on my shoulders. I sternly said: "You are dead, and there is nothing left in the world. Meaning, hurry up and reincarnate."

The hand stopped on my shoulder for a while, and finally disappeared silently. These kinds of things are bullying and fearing hardship. As long as they are not afraid of them, they will not dare to move you!

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, and by listening to the ringtone, I knew that it was Huang Xiaotao, because I set a special ringtone for her. I thought to myself that Huang Xiaotao was downstairs, what kind of phone he was calling, and if something happened.

Along with the bell, there was a sound of playing a ball. The kid appeared again?

I hurried downstairs and saw Wang Dali playing the ball there. I cursed: "You are sick, why don't you play with this?"

"You take one, I take one, the two kids fly on the plane, you take two, I take two..." Wang Dali ignored me, squeezing his voice and chanting ballads, a chill in my back, thinking Wang Dali couldn't say anything.

But his expression was very weird, he kept snarling his mouth, winking his eyebrows to indicate a direction, and there were tears in his eyes trembling.

"Song Yang! Song Yang!" A low voice called me.

Looking back, Huang Xiaotao shivered and hid behind a pillar, beckoning at me constantly.

I was about to go there when Wang Dali suddenly grabbed my sleeve and shook his head desperately.

I glanced at Huang Xiaotao, wondering what Wang Dali was implying. Could it be that Huang Xiaotao is pretending to be a ghost? I don't believe that ghosts have this ability!

Huang Xiaotao shouted in a very low voice: "He is not Wang Dali, stay away from him."

I waved Wang Dali’s hand away. He was still patting the ball, his eyes seemed to cry, and he lowered his voice and said, "There is a woman behind Sister Xiaotao, haven't you seen it?"

After his reminder, when I looked at Huang Xiaotao again, I realized that there was a woman in a white dress fluttering in her body. With disheveled hair, blood stained on her cheeks, she was holding a blood-stained dagger in her hand. The dagger was resting on Huang Xiaotao's neck, but she was unaware of it.

I suddenly understood that the female ghost held Huang Xiaotao and forced Wang to play her son vigorously.

I immediately read: "A glass of yellow wine to respect the heaven and the earth, and two high incense to respect the ghosts and gods. Hold the lamp to wipe out the dark night and wash away the wrongs and punishments."

The two were shocked. They probably thought that even I was evil. I walked up to Huang Xiaotao as I read, and pointed to a sword and shouted: "The descendants of the Song family are here, and the evils are scattered!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The woman let out a scream, and it disappeared like a fog.