Next, Ji An said his guess: stealing a corpse is such a difficult thing, and the little beggar can't do it alone, so there must be ghosts in the hospital. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ji An said as she looked at the expression on the little beggar's face, and her flashing micro-expression confirmed that his guess was roughly correct - the next most important thing was to ask who his accomplice was.

The little beggar was stared at by Ji An's awl-like eyes, and his heart panicked, so he said cheekily: "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know why I'm here, I'm here when I wake up." Inexplicably punched by you....... Lucky for you, I have something urgent, and I won't worry about your medical expenses. ”

After the little beggar hit a rake, he immediately ran out of the door, but was quickly grabbed by Ji An and pulled back.

"It's better to be careful, after all, we don't know each other." Ji An smiled like a wicked child and motioned for the little nurse to inform the rest of the hospital first.

The little beggar knew that if someone from the hospital came, the police station would not be far from her.

"Hey, don't, don't, I'll give you money to let me go?" The little beggar gritted his teeth, and could only come out with the last killer gun.

Ji An raised his eyebrows, he was also curious about how much money he could make by stealing corpses, so that this kid dared to sneak into the morgue and lie down with the dead.

The little beggar thought he was unlucky and took out more than a thousand yuan from his trouser pocket, and seeing that Ji An had not let go of her, he reached out from his collar and took out two hundred yuan from his underwear.

Ji An glanced at the flickering light on the little beggar's head, but still didn't let go of the back collar of the little beggar.

"Big brother, it's really all about it here, that's all." The little beggar said sincerely.

Ji An sneered, and said to the little nurse: "She's too dishonest, let's call someone from the hospital." ”

"Hey, don't, don't ......" The little beggar immediately stopped her, hesitated for a long time, took off his shoes again, and took out another seven hundred yuan.

Ji An found that the little beggar scolded him for the "poor ghost" yesterday and really didn't shout nonsense, so with the more than 2,000 yuan she threw out casually, she crushed Lin Yanhong without pressure.

"Damn! You guy is so rich, did you chase a few streets for twenty dollars yesterday? Ji An asked puzzled.

The little beggar rolled his eyes: "That's a matter of principle, the money that was given to me is mine, how can you get it back?" ”

Ji An sneered: "Just a person like you who can kneel and kowtow for money, and can steal corpses to make money for the dead...... Also learn from other people's principles? You don't think the word principle is a derogatory term, do you? ”

Ji An seemed to have heard Robin Lin's protest, obviously Robin Lin hoped that Ji An could speak politely to his sweetheart.

The little beggar continued to roll his eyes to the sky, and this man was really unusually annoying to speak.

She didn't look like a boy in this boy's clothes, he was obviously a person who was rolling in the mud like her, maybe he was poorer than her, and he had to put on a high posture to bury people.

There is really no young master's money bag, but there is no young master's temper. Of course, given that the situation is stronger than people, the little beggar only dares to slander.

Suddenly, Ji An heard a coquettish crisp laugh, he subconsciously glanced back at the little nurse, only to see her covering her mouth with one hand, and the other hand trembling as if she had Parkinson's disease.

Ji An followed the little nurse's gaze again, it was a fragrant scene he had never seen before: there was a young and jade-looking woman leaning against the wall, her body was naked, I saw that she was plump and white, with a thin waist and round hips, even if she stood still, it was naturally attractive, and there were moving curves that made people's throats dry and hot.

It turned out that Fang Cai's crisp laughter was coming from the pink lips of this sexy stunner.

She felt Ji An's blazing gaze, knew that he could see herself, and didn't care that there was nothing to hide on her body, she just laughed at herself: "What's wrong?" You don't recognize me when I'm not clothed? ”

This reminder made Ji An like a lightning strike, this woman ...... This woman is clearly the pretty secretary he followed at dinner!

She's dead?

What the hell is going on? Six hours ago, she was still a vixen who flirted with the fat boss under the table, how did she become a naked ghost in just a few hours?

The corpse of a vanishing baby, the little beggar pretending to be a corpse, and this ghost...... Is all this accidental, or is there an unknown causal connection?

As the only ordinary person in the morgue who can't see the ghost, the little beggar doesn't know anything about Ji An's rich inner drama, she seized the opportunity of Ji An's daze to quickly put the money she took out back into the underwear cover, and then fled in a puff of smoke.

Ji An didn't care about the little beggar, he found that Secretary Qiao's "body" had become translucent, probably because the energy was about to run out, so he hurriedly reminded: "If you have any grievances, just say it, you may disappear soon." ”

The pretty secretary sighed sadly, and recounted the changes that had happened to her a few hours earlier.

Secretary Qiao has a name that suits her very well - Pan Yan.

A year and a half ago, Pan Yan came to the large pharmaceutical company where she is now working, and she was quickly taken by the fat boss with her good looks.

The fat boss originally relied on his wife to start his business, so since the rumors of his affair with the company staff were rampant, his wife re-intervened in the company's affairs, and yesterday fired another female employee who was rumored to have an affair with the boss.

Pan Yan thought that she had escaped, so she happily "celebrated" with the fat boss tonight.

The fat boss has an honest face, but he is the master of a lot of tricks.

After they entered the hotel room, the boss first pretended to cut the cake with her, making it really look like a celebration banquet, and then the fat boss took out handcuffs and clasped Pan Yan's hand on the head of the bed.

Just as the boss was about to fly, the proprietress suddenly rushed into the room.

The proprietress was very emotional, picked up the fruit knife they had just used to cut the cake and swung it at Pan Yan, who was still clasped on the head of the bed at that time, powerless to resist......

When Pan Yan woke up, she was already in the morgue. She tried to open the door of the morgue, but found her hand running through the handle, and at that point she began to realize that she might no longer be alive.

I don't know how long it took, three men wearing masks and a thin little girl, that is, the "little beggar" in Ji An's mouth, rushed in and opened one of the ice grids.

Inside the ice grid were stumps and infant corpses.

As soon as one of the men saw it, he wanted to close it.

"Stupid, these things are worth a lot. Since we're all here, it's defenseless to make some extra money. The tallest of the three said in a low voice.

As soon as the other two heard the reason, they put the corpse in their backpack with a bag.

In the middle of the night, they opened another ice grid.

Then, she saw her stiff body - the white and red skin had turned iron blue before her death, and the eyes that hooked her soul were hidden under the tightly closed eyelids, this body that was no longer radiant was Pan Yan's proudest capital.