There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 110: Revisit the university town
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After that, people from the Special Operations Department began to carefully move the ice coffin into the back hall of the Mingdian.
But when Captain Fei and the others were about to get in the car, Fang Zheng suddenly stopped him.
"Captain Fei, do you have a mobile phone or WeChat?"
Faced with Captain Fei’s puzzled gaze, Fang Zheng explained calmly: "If I think of any way or contact Mr. Fu afterwards, it will be convenient for me to contact Captain Fei at that time."
Captain Fei had no doubts, and the two quickly added mobile phone numbers to each other.
Then, Fang Zheng seemed to inadvertently said: "Captain Fei, you also know that electronic products are also unreliable, such as when there is no signal or if the phone is lost someday, where is your department set up? I can’t find Captain Fei, I will go directly to Captain Fei."
When he said this, there was nothing unusual on Fang Zheng's face.
……
The entrance of Mingdian.
Always watched Captain Fei and his party go away, disappearing under the distant night, Fang Zheng's originally calm face finally couldn't hold back his expression anymore, his face showed ecstasy.
Haha!
Fang Zheng laughed in his heart. This time he went to Mingdian to work part-time, and he definitely did not lose.
Fang Zheng rubbed his hands in excitement. He couldn't think of the address of the Special Operations Department.
He had been struggling for a whole month because of this.
Is it the old college of the Normal University in University Town?
Fangzheng decided to make a careful plan and plan to go to the university town during the day.
Rich mining area?
Oil and gas fields?
When he thinks of tomorrow, he might be able to make a fortune. The corners of Fang Zheng's mouth become higher and higher, but he is still trying to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, trying to stay calm.
Don't let yourself laugh too smugly.
At this time, the little skull behind the counter, wearing an anime-style skull mask, looked up at Fang Zheng who was trying to suppress his ecstasy.
The faint light flashed in the eye sockets behind the mask, as if thinking, still a little dazed.
I couldn't understand Fang Zheng's expression for a while, why it suddenly became so strange.
Fangzheng's face was stern: "Today, I copied the homework of 20 Chinese characters a hundred times each, are you finished?"
Little Skull hurriedly lowered his head, holding a 2B pencil in his hand, and continued to worry about copying Chinese characters.
Little Skull can now barely understand some of the words of the Founder.
……
At this moment, in the dark, the car that Captain Fei and his party are riding in.
"Captain, since that person is not the night watchman, nor the heir chosen by Mr. Fu, for security reasons, do we need to carefully check his details?" The person who spoke was a thoughtful Bai Skin female players.
Captain Fei was silent for a few seconds, and finally shook his head slightly and said: "There is someone next to Mingdian, there is no problem with security."
"We only need to do our own internal affairs, don't cross the line to do unnecessary things..."
……
This night, Fang Zheng found it difficult to calm down.
As soon as I think of tomorrow, I can see people from the Special Operations Department, as if I have seen a lot of gray air flying towards him in advance, Fang Zheng's heart is excited, and he feels his heart is like a big pump, blood swells, and blood flow accelerates. , A drop of blood boiled and burned everywhere in his body. In this state, he could no longer practice spiritual martial arts calmly.
Simply this night, I was practicing the fifth layer of Yijin Washing Marrow Sutra.
No words for a night.
Except for the little skull and crossbones, the pen nib scribbles the sound of Chinese characters on the paper.
While copying Chinese characters, the little skull scratched his head in distress, and accidentally scratched his hat, revealing a dense white bone on his side.
Why invented homework? !
In a blink of an eye, it was almost four o'clock in the morning. Seeing that dawn was about to come, the next door left Qianhu, according to daily practice, would come to Mingdian to say hello before closing the door at dawn.
Today is no exception.
However, as soon as Zuo Qianhu walked to the door of Mingdian, he saw that Fang Zheng was uncharacteristically, already sorting out the store.
According to the past situation, the Founder at this point in time should still be sitting and guarding the shop.
"Hey, brother Zuo, are you going to close and rest again?" He was carefully sweeping the floor with a broom and dustpan. Hearing movement at the door, he just looked up and saw Zuo Qianhu walking to the door.
"It seems that Brother Zhiqiu has something important today, and he has to close in advance?" Zuo Qianhu nodded slightly, then turned to look at the little skull who was lowering his head and copying Chinese characters, showing sympathy.
Fangzheng didn't explain much, he just found an excuse to stop him.
However, Fang Zheng reported to Zuo Qianhu about the temporary storage of Shen Wenle's body in Mingdian, but Zuo Qianhu didn't say anything.
Then Zuo Qianhu returned to the next store.
Looking at Zuo Qianhu's back, Fang Zheng's eyes were slightly hesitating.
Through observations over the past few days, none of the wood carving crafts in this Zuoqianhu shop has been sold.
Don't talk about sales, there is not even a customer in the store.
However, this is a gloomy old street that is inaccessible during the day and is empty like an unmanned street at night. Is it the most abnormal that someone shows up at night?
Founder has always been curious about one thing.
Is there anything special about Zuoqianhu's store?
Without a customer, what is the point of opening a store here?
Although Mingdian has not done a single business so far, at least there is a special identity as a night watchman.
"Is this Zuo Qianhu also a night watchman?"
For now, Fang Zheng can't think of any other explanation besides the one in front of him.
……
Generally speaking, universities are open.
Someone once described the university as being the only scenic spot where you don’t need to buy tickets and can be rushed every day.
One can imagine the degree of openness of the university.
After arranging the little skull at home, Fang Zheng appeared near the Normal University in the university town.
The last time he lost people in the university town, it happened to be in the area of the University of Economics and Business, the University of Communication, and the Normal University.
That’s why he thought that through the local tyrant Dong’s mother who was a professor at the Normal University, he would find out if there is anything abnormal in this area.
Unexpectedly, the people from the Special Operations Department were hiding in an old college of the Normal University.
Perhaps it is precisely because the university city is densely populated, easy to conceal, and it is not easy to be too conspicuous in collective action; in addition, the university city is full of students, a place for talent pool; and from the university city, it can also quickly strengthen the city. , So the establishment of the Department of Special Operations here seems to make sense?
Founder speculated.
At this time, Fang Zheng was disguising himself as other tourists, entering the university to visit, and then smoothly entering the normal university.
The quiet promenade, the ancient clumsy predecessors planted trees, and felt the breath of the predecessors for hundreds of years. It is a heavy history, it is a deep deposit, and it is a wise foundation. This is the heritage that we regard as a treasure, the ivory tower in every student's mind.
After spending a long time pretending to be tourists in the university, Fang Zheng didn't collect a ray of grey air.
Well... he hasn't encountered any ghosts that can come out during the day.
Except for small skulls.
Do you really have to wait until night to come back?
Fang is about to approach the old college and watch its changes.