Ming Chuan walked around the police station and did not see the shadow of the young ghost. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He didn't get too close to the police station, because he knew very well that an ordinary ghost like the boy would not be able to approach a place like the police station.

"I didn't find it, where will that guy go?" Ming Chuan looked at the direction of the police station and asked to himself, "Didn't Fei Fei come to work today?"

Thinking of this possibility, he simply took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhai Feifei's number, wanting to ask her current location.

The phone rang twice and it was connected.

"Mingchuan, what's the matter?" Zhai Feifei's voice came from the phone, sounding the same as usual, not as depressed as when we met yesterday.

"Where are you now?" asked Ming Chuan directly.

"Out on the field. Zhai Feifei said, "You have something to do with me?"

Sure enough, it's not at the police station, so I should have made a phone call before I came here. That way, he had to go to where she was out on duty and see if he could find the little ghost.

Ming Chuan thought about it and said, "Where are you?"

Zhai Feifei hesitated a little, thought about it and said, "I'm investigating the case now, so it's inconvenient to tell you the location." If you have something to do with me, I'll contact you as soon as I'm free. ”

When Ming Chuan heard this, he said, "Okay, I'll wait for your call." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The training of the driving school is half a day, and there is no arrangement for practicing in the afternoon, during the time of waiting for Zhai Feifei's contact, Mingchuan first found a small restaurant to solve the problem of lunch, and then there was nothing to do.

Do you want to go to that tattoo parlor again? The man I saw that day looked suspicious and seemed to have spotted him at the time, but there was no movement for the past two days.

Mingchuan's instincts told him that there was something wrong with the tattoo parlor owner.

But if the other party was an accomplice of Master Kaguya, how could he let himself go so easily that day?

Could it be that he was wrong? That guy had some problems, but he wasn't an accomplice of Kaguya Mage?

These doubts can't come to any conclusion by imagination alone, and Ming Chuan feels that he still needs to investigate them.

Thinking of this, he reversed course and got on a bus bound for the south of the city.

The distance from the police station to the south of the city is not close, and the bus passes through more than a dozen stops along the way, stopping and stopping, and it is impossible to get to the place without half an hour. Fortunately, it's not rush hour, and there aren't many passengers on board.

Ming Chuan walked to the back of the car and found a vacant seat by the window and sat down. Leaning against the window, I looked out the window at the street scenery that was moving rapidly behind me, thinking about what I would do later.

The car drove on the roads of the city, following the established direction, not rushing or slowing, stopping and stopping, and the passengers kept going up and down during the period, all of which seemed to Mingchuan as if it were a picture of another world.

Although he saw these scenes, and although he was in such an everyday scene at this moment, Ming Chuan had a feeling of unreality for some reason. It's as if you're in a dream, and everything around you is illusory.

The car stopped, and a passenger stepped up from the platform.

Ming Chuan didn't pay too much attention to it, still looking out the window with his eyelids lowered.

The car started again, and his body shook slightly as the car moved.

There was a sound of soot, and then someone sat down in the empty seat beside him.

There are still many vacant seats in the carriage, and his position is relatively backward, so there is no need for ordinary passengers to squeeze around him.

Mingchuan turned his head and looked at the passengers beside him.

The man looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen years of age, and was quite handsome, with a clean face without a hint of stubble, long shoulder-length hair neatly tied behind his head, small silver studs on his ears, a lilac shirt on his upper body, dark purple trousers on his bottom, and a neat stack of dark blue handkerchiefs in his breast pocket.

This person is the coquettish man I saw at the door of the tattoo parlor before.

The owner of a tattoo parlor?

Ming Chuan frowned slightly, remained silent on the surface, and quietly took precautions.

"Yo, Mr. Akikawa. The man turned his head and grinned at Ming Chuan, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth.

"Do you know me?" Ming Chuan was already completely sure at this time that this guy was not an ordinary person.

He was about to go to the tattoo parlor to investigate, but he didn't expect the other party to appear in front of his eyes at this time.

The guy did it on purpose. At the door of the tattoo parlor that day, this guy really found himself.

At that time, the other party did not chase him out immediately, and he did not show up the next day, because this guy knew that he would be wary of him. Choosing to appear at this time, is it accurate that you will go to him again?

Glancing around, he didn't see any other strange passengers, and Ming Chuan knew that the other party was alone. Looks like this guy is quite confident.

Later, if you do it in the car, in order not to implicate the other passengers, it is better to let Ying Lan take action, subdue it in the shortest possible time, and wait for them to get out of the car before making other plans.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed in Ming Chuan's mind, but his expression did not change in the slightest.

"Hehe, didn't Mr. Mingchuan go to my store the afternoon before yesterday? Why didn't you wait for me to go back?" the man in purple asked without answering.

"Something temporary. Ming Chuan replied casually, "It seems that you know my whereabouts very well, and you actually know that I am in this car." ”

"I don't know. The man smiled and said, "I've had a lot of trouble finding you." ”

"Are you looking for me?" Ming Chuan half-squinted, his hands in his pockets, seemingly casual, in fact, he was ready to fight back at any time.

"I've heard people say that you're specialized in dealing with strange things. The man glanced at his hands in his pockets, and continued, "Is it possible for you to handle any incident as long as you pay?"

"Of course not. Ming Chuan didn't expect the other party to talk about this, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, but said slowly, "I won't accept the commission that can't be done." ”

"Oh, then I don't know what I want to entrust you, can you do it?" said the man in purple.

"You want to entrust me?" Ming Chuan didn't expect such a development at all, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, showing an interested look, "Let's hear first, what do you want to entrust me with." ”

"This is not the place to talk about business. The man in purple said with a smile, "I'll give a detailed explanation when I get to my store later." I guess if I'm not mistaken, Mr. Akikawa's destination must be my tattoo parlor. ”

When Ming Chuan heard this, he nodded very dryly, smiled at the other party, and said, "That's right, you guessed very right." (To be continued.) )