There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 765: Ghost shouts ghost

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"Wait, little brother, let me try my thoughts. I am old and slow. Some thoughts can't keep up."

"The female high school student named Chen Miaoqi found you and said that her brother had abnormal behavior and often hid in her room, right?"

"Then that day, the girl's brother disappeared, right?"

"But today, we found a hidden wall hole in the little girl's bedroom... The more I think about it, the more I feel the truth behind it. It makes my scalp numb and my back is cold. It's cold."

"Well, little brother, I don’t know if you have thought of a possibility... From the beginning, what pets disappeared, eating dead meals, the kitchen was moving in the middle of the night, ordering food in the middle of the night, and even hiding in the bedroom many times, it was not the brother. Chen Zhixing has a problem, but sister Chen Miaoqi is the real problem?"

"So, the real situation should be that the little girl in this room hid in Chen Zhixing's room through this hidden wall hole many times, but was found by her brother every time, but her brother never found the bedside. The hidden wall hole behind..."

"So that's why Chen Miaoqi always hides in her brother's room."

"The most powerful evidence is that the little girl once told you that his brother once hid a suitcase! Little brother, you think, the students now have good nutrition, and they are from a high school student at the age of seventeen or eighteen. A person who is at least one meter and seven meters tall, if you want to hide in a suitcase by yourself, unless you are a professional person, the average person will never do it. But! You have to be a teenage junior high school student. , Then it’s another matter..."

The reasoning of the old **** stick is completely logical, and these founders have already thought of it.

"Little brother, I wonder if you have ever heard a folk tale, the ghost shouts the ghost?"

"Ghosts call ghosts?" Fang Zheng looked at the old **** stick.

The old **** stick sneered: "I have been walking the rivers and lakes since I was a child, and I almost traveled across the rivers and lakes. What kind of people have sinister hearts, and the strange things in the rural areas. What kind of ghosts, ghosts and snakes are all ran out!"

"In my early years, when I passed through a century-old well in northern Shaanxi, I experienced a ghost shouting a ghost and almost planted there. Fortunately, I was so skilled in learning that I ended up being one foot taller. "

"According to my old experience in my early years, I feel that what happened to my little brother is somewhat similar to the experience of ghost shouting in my early years."

"The little girl named Chen Miaoqi should be a normal person during the day. At night, she will become a ghost shouting ghost! The night before she found her little brother, the little girl must have been secretly Hidden into Chen Zhixing’s room was successful, and was not discovered by her brother, which eventually led to Chen Zhixing’s accidental disappearance that night. But after dawn the next day, the little girl definitely didn’t know about it, so just like a normal person, she found her. Brother you, pretend to be pitiful and tell your little brother that her brother was entangled in dirty things and hid in her bedroom every day."

The more the old **** stick said, the clearer his thinking became, and the spit in his mouth fluttered, his analysis was excellent.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but glanced at the old **** stick.

Sure enough, the old **** stick has a lot of experience in dealing with these, and even some details he didn't expect.

It is a bit exaggerated to say that Daigo empowers.

But the words of the old **** stick indeed gave Founder a lot of inspiration.

An old store is like a treasure, and it doesn’t seem to be unreasonable...

"Little brother, follow the old ways. Chen Zhixing must have disappeared from the problem girl. There is a big problem with finding your girl! Now we go to that girl right away. Finding Chen Miaoqi is equivalent to finding The missing Chen Zhixing!" The old **** stick began to ask Fang Zheng if he wanted to go to the countryside to find Chen Miaoqi now.

"Old **** stick, you have a point, but have you forgotten one thing?" Fang Zheng didn't move.

"What?"

Fang Zheng looked at the wall hole in the corner, twisted his eyebrows and thought: "Chen Zhixing has several important clues. First, the college entrance examination candidates, and then all abnormalities appeared after the college entrance examination. If you connect Chen Zhixing with the recent college entrance examination candidates The suicide incidents are linked together, so the question is, if Chen Zhixing’s disappearance is really related to Chen Miaoqi, can the suicides of other college entrance examination candidates also be related to Chen Miaoqi?"

"Chen Miaoqi is not the sister of other college entrance examination candidates, so she should not hide in other college entrance examination candidates' homes, and dig a hole in the wall, and then kill a college entrance examination candidate every three to five, right?"

"Uh, this..." The old **** stick er, and will not be able to answer Fang Zheng's question for a while.

"Perhaps, these are two incidents, and there is no...relevance in themselves?"

The voice of the old **** stick became lighter and lighter. After speaking, he gave a dry cough to cover up his guilty conscience.

Even he can't explain himself.

At this time, Fang Zheng finally turned his gaze from the wall hole, and he began to carefully examine every detail of Chen Miaoqi's bedroom: "Chen Zhixing, who has been missing, is the key."

"Only by finding Chen Zhixing, can we find the truth of everything, and know whether Chen Zhixing is a ghost or Chen Miaoqi is the real ghost."

Fang Zheng looked closely at Chen Miaoqi's bedroom.

Since Yun Shixiang directed him to Chen Miaoqi's house, it means that Chen Zhixing, who has been missing, must be here!

Perhaps, Fang Zheng sometimes doubted his instincts.

But he will not question fortune.

I don't know how many times Yunshixiang has rescued him, and Yunshixiang has already shown extraordinary.

"Brother, how about...Shall we light the fortune incense and try again?" The old **** stick made an idea from the side.

"Don't worry." Founder was still looking for room details.

"This is a house with four bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms, with an area of ​​about one hundred and four or one hundred and five. If there is really one person hidden, the space is so small, and there are not many places he can hide."

"Let’s find it first."

However, in the next one or two hours, I almost searched the entire room 502, and found no abnormalities.

It's an old **** stick with old bones, tossing back and forth with Fang Zheng so tired, sitting on the sofa in the living room panting.

In addition to the sultry weather in summer, such violent activities, the robe on his body has already been wet with sweat, and it is tightly attached to the back. At the same time, it seemed like a robe that hadn't been washed for several days, still exuding a burst of foul smell.

The tired old **** stick did not care about the glass in the cupboard for so many days, whether it was dirty, took a cup of tap water and sat on the sofa, filled it up and quenched his thirst.

"Little brother, huh, huh... I searched everywhere, but no one was found. Under the bed, on the sofa, even Simmons had taken apart and looked at it, and never found anyone, so I just broke the wall and we were enough. The top of my head is...whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

This man is getting old and has no physical strength.

The old **** stick is still panting: "This is not a way to find it. According to the old way I said, hu, hu...It is better to find it directly with fortune incense, brother, you don't need to feel bad for luck incense. Huh, huh... big deal After I went back, I didn’t drink water for days and nights. I will make as much as you want, but you must pay me for overtime!"

Tear down the wall?

Fang Zheng moved his eyes and looked around.

But the next second, Fang Zheng, who seemed to think of something, suddenly raised his head.

Over your head!

The ceiling!

Wood!

The sound of nails moving on wood, shouldn't anyone be there...