After Satsuma went out, Sensi took pictures everywhere with his mobile phone, taking pictures of what he saw.

Wang Dengming didn't know what she meant, you also shoot the stool and table, what are you doing?

Sensi replied, "I thought, can I shoot some terrible demons coming out, I'll take a good picture." ”

Wang Dengming laughed at her: "Just like you, can you also shoot demons? ”

Sensi stopped filming and fired back unceremoniously: "With well-developed limbs and a simple mind, you are the most bizarre and unreliable policeman I have ever seen, pig brain." ”

The two rarely fight like this, Wang Dengming heard her scold her pig brain, and rubbed her hands against each other, making a cheap appearance.

"You dare to say that I am a pig brain, wait for the demon to come, you can go and fight the demon yourself. ”

Sensi held out his hand.

"What?"

"Guns. ”

"Alright then, here you go. ”

Sensi took the gun, aimed it at the light bulb, and said, "I've heard that there is a kind of demon that runs out of the lamp, is there such a thing?"

"The god of fire you are talking about, not a demon, wash and sleep, beauty. ”

In fact, Sensi had already taken a shower in the hotel, and she knew that this was the meaning of the sheriff's disdain for women, so she put down the pistol and said, "I have a question, the church is so big, what kind of demons can be hidden?"

"This, this...'

Wang Dengming was sitting on the bed repairing his nails.

He put the nail clippers down.

"There are a lot of ghost stories in our rabbit country, do you want to hear them?"

Sensi scoffed, "Are you trying to test my guts?"

"Okay, let's tell you the story of Wong Tai Sin, I suspect that the haunting in the church was made by Wong Tai Sin..."

In fact, Wang Dengming is also a great storyteller, he can talk about cross talk, and he can definitely eat with his mouth, but he entered the wrong profession and became a policeman.

He was idle tonight, just to scare Sensi and tease her.

Sensi was calm at first, and no matter what you say, he couldn't scare me.

But with the back, Wang Dengming's deep exaggeration, with expressions, details, and examples in reality, Senxi couldn't help but look around.

When Wang Dengming told the ghost story, he was sitting on the bed, and Sensi was lying in the bed, listening, listening, Sensi proposed: Honey, lie next to me, and then continue your performance. ’

The sheriff didn't, after talking about Wong Tai Sin, he told the most classic story of painted skin again.

After saying that, he also said that he wanted to go to the bathroom, and the priest's bedroom did not have a bathroom.

He went out first.

At the window, secretly, looking through the gap in the curtain, I saw Sensi's two bones spinning around, turning, turning, and covering his head with the quilt.

The sheriff snickered outside.

When I went to the bathroom, I talked first, turned on the faucet and washed my hands.

"!"

He cursed, the tap water was too cold and biting. After washing his hands, Wang Dengming found that his beard was not clean, just under his chin, there was a protruding beard, and he reached out to pull it out.

The toilets are divided into small private rooms by wooden planks, regardless of gender.

When you come out of the toilet and turn right, you will see the wooden door of the bathroom, and the mirror is facing the wooden door.

When Wang Dengming came in, the wooden door was open, and he remembered it very clearly.

Now, however, it's closed.

Wang Dengming stepped forward to check it, the door was very tight, and at night, there would be no strong wind in the church, and it was impossible for the breeze to close the door.

Wang Dengming subconsciously bit his fingers, and pouted again, how can he still bite his fingers when he is such an adult.

If it's usual, who cares if the door is closed or not, now it's different, he's here to solve the case, he's here to destroy the ghost, damn Master Qin, are you fucking right?

Wang Dengming stood at the door of the bathroom for a while, well, maybe he was in a trance just now, and he remembered it wrong.

He returned to the mirror and continued to pluck his beard.

Suddenly, he heard a slight noise, what seemed to be the sound of a wooden door opening.

Wang Dengming's action of plucking his beard was frozen.

"Who?"

No one responded, Wang Dengming reached out to touch the gun, and found that the gun was not brought, he hesitated for two seconds, rubbed it, and rushed to the door.

The wooden door opened, but there was no one at the door.

Wang Dengming looked at the door for a while, then returned to the bathroom, looking for small single rooms one by one, to see if there was anyone, no.

He suddenly felt a little cold behind his back, and he didn't care about shaving, so he had to run quickly.