Ghosts have always been a phenomenon that cannot be explained by science, and they are outside of normal society, so which side is stronger?

Fu Zhao now knows the answer.

No matter how fierce the so-called ghosts are, science and technology are still the primary productive forces!

The capable Comrade Loki, with his existing technology and his own unique aura as an evil god, successfully infiltrated the West District and kidnapped the second generation of ghosts, and then disappeared.

What did he kidnap Toshio for? Love little boys?

No, that guy is obviously a brother control.

So there is only one consequence left, and that is that the residents of the West Ward have some kind of temporary inability to know the value of use.

In the deep night, the dark blue ghost fire stretched the figure very long, Fu Zhao stepped on his own shadow and walked around in a circle beside the car, accidentally dizzy, staggering to hold on to the car and look up not far away.

Sherlock stood in front of the detached house, his voice mingled with the wailing of the wind.

“…… How do I contact you after I find Junxiong? ”

Gaco's stiff brushed her long hair like aquatic plants behind her back, revealing a face mixed with anger and worry, and snapped her knuckles viciously: "Don't worry, my ability is to attach resentment to the person who enters my house." It's a hassle to leave the barrier in the West End, but it's much easier to find you next time, or I'll crawl out of the covers every night and ask about the situation? ”

The resentful man, and the ghost who appeared in the warm quilt......

Is Sister Coconut okay to take it with you in the West District? Your son died a long time ago, and he doesn't care about dying again!

Sherlock nodded very calmly...... Is this an agreement?

He took a few steps and then turned around and stopped, looking straight at the miserable white grimace: "I'm not trying to comfort you, but the visitors from the other world will leave a record at the headquarters after they disappear, so Toshio must still be alive...... It hasn't been overtaken yet. ”

Fu Zhao silently covered his ears, opened the car door and got in, completely blocking the sound of conversation.

Freak! Totally freak!

Which young man who grew up in an ordinary society can face the ghost and solve the case calmly, and the most important thing is to find out the truth?

He was now in a state of weakness and fatigue, and his eyelids were heavy and drowsy as if he had a low-grade fever.

I took out my mobile phone with no signal and looked at the time, it was already early in the morning outside, but the night in the West End was extremely long, and there was no sign of dawn until now.

Fu Zhao sat in the car with the engine turned off, yawned lazily and closed his eyes, planning to take a nap for a while when he suddenly remembered something, straightened up in the co-pilot and went to the back seat to grope.

"Ah...... I'm sleepy, wait a minute and let Sherlock drive back. By the way, I haven't eaten the crab burger I bought. Fu Zhao's expression of joy when he thought of the food finally raised a little energy, and he scooped up the handbag with the logo of the King of Crab Castle on the back seat, and opened it with a clatter.

Because the iced cola had been left for too long, it tasted like ordinary sugar water, Fu Zhao let go of the straw dissatisfied, frowned and took a bite of the cooled crab roe burger.

Well...... The burger was still hot, even a little unusually warm.

At the same time, there was a strong smell of blood, and the spilled juice dripped onto the leather seats.

Fu Zhao lowered his head sluggishly, and found that it was not a crab roe castle that was biting, but a slightly beating human heart.

Heart!

As sober as being poured a basin of ice water on his head, Fu Zhao threw away the things in his hand with an exclamation, pulled the car door and ran wildly!

"Summer Sherlock! Hamburg...... Entrails...... I'll just say you can't come to the West End! He nearly fell as he stepped on the curb, wiping the fresh blood from the corners of his mouth.

Sherlock should have just finished saying goodbye to Lady Gaco, and when he turned around, his panicked look and blood stains on his fingertips were reflected in his eyes, and he frowned slightly: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Fu Zhao's viscous and soft visceral taste on the tip of his tongue had not yet dissipated, he covered his mouth and shook his head desperately, his stomach was so disgusting that he turned his head and bent over to cough desperately, and his vision began to blur and distort.

"Are you hurt? Or did you accidentally eat something in the West End? Sherlock held his shoulders firmly to stop the fall, a rare look of concern on his face.

Fu Zhao's coughing action paused for a second, and his teary eyes straightened up and stepped back: "You...... Who is it? ”

The man in front of him is very much like Sherlock, no, it's exactly the same, but it definitely can't be him!

Sherlock stiffly retracted his expression of concern, and stared at the Fu Zhao quietly without saying a word.

In the dark ghost street, which is only lit by ghost fires, the partners who went here together suddenly changed...... No, it was replaced.

Fu Zhao spat out the blood foam he had just eaten, and his eyes were vigilant under the messy and slightly curly hair: "Sherlock doesn't ask people for the purpose of caring...... Of course, I'm not a sadistic shake M, I'm just stating the facts, you're not him. ”

"Actually discovered? It seems that the temporary workers of the Security Bureau should not be underestimated. The monster stooped down Sherlock's face and bowed down to make a gentlemanly greeting, "My name is...... Freddy。 ”

Fu Zhao tilted his head and repeated in standard Japanese English: "Fladdy? ”

"It's not L, it's R! Say it to me again...... Frrrrreddy。 Freddy pointed to his mouth and reminded him, "Pay attention to the shape of my mouth, and curl my tongue slightly." ”

"Freddy." Fu Zhao scratched the back of his head and finally found the correct pronunciation, and the tip of his tongue moved and felt the smell of blood, "I'm sorry, our organization doesn't have a few English standards, and I was infected." ”

Sharp iron claws suddenly appeared on Freddy's raised right hand, and his body changed while grabbing him fiercely: "Hey, hey, it doesn't matter, I'll forgive you!" ”

Fu Zhao's back was already against the car when he retreated, and he rolled to the left in panic to avoid the attack: "Aren't the residents of the Western District not allowed to hurt ordinary people?" You don't have a vegetarian person! ”

"Squeak-" The steel claws grazed his body against the window glass with a screeching sound, leaving deep marks.

"I'm sorry, I just don't have a plain zhì...... The rules only prohibit going out to ask for their lives, and it doesn't say that you can't kill people who enter here, besides, you took the initiative to come to my territory......" The person disguised as Sherlock missed a blow, but licked his lower lip excitedly, "What are the four queens of the West District, I, Freddy of Ghost Street, am the only king here!" ”

He had completely lost his disguise as he spoke, and the silhouette of Sherlock had faded into lighten, replaced by a man in a dirty red and green striped sweater, skinny like a skeleton.

Freddy's exposed skin was covered in dark red burn scars, and his face was distorted by the fire, but it was not ugly, and what worried Fu Zhao was his right hand covered with weapons.

Sharp metal cuffs wrap around the palm of your hand, and long claws extend from your fingertips. The window glass has left scratches that are almost piercing, if it is caught on Fu Zhao's body, it will definitely end in disembowelment!

"This thing is more terrifying than Gin's bullets......" Fu Zhao muttered in cold sweat on his forehead, and after avoiding the fatal blow, he was stunned for half a second and ran decisively into the depths of the long street!

The wind swayed the ghostly fire suspended in mid-air, and a figure running quickly flashed as the light jumped.

Fu Zhao's footsteps are light and fast, and the skills he has practiced all year round to escape make him very good in both explosiveness and endurance.

I don't know what that Freddy is coming from, it's still unknown if he can beat him, and it doesn't sound like he's afraid of Gaco.

Until he finds a weapon to use, Fu Zhao does not plan to directly confront the inhabitants of the West Side...... Besides, do human weapons work against goblins?

Also, Where did Sherlock go? It's not going to be solved in the same way, is it? Although he has a good brain, he doesn't look like a person who can fight......

Fu Zhao ran as hard as he could on the streets of the West End, but he didn't see any ghosts along the way, but there were many, many toilets on the street.

Yes, when he arrived, he found that there were an astonishing number of public toilets in the West End, and perhaps the ghosts preferred to stay in the toilets rather than the residences.

The streets were empty, and there were no footsteps behind them.

He's not going to follow him, is he...... Fu Zhao slowed down to save his body, his heart beat so fast that he almost jumped out of his chest, and he turned back tremblingly.

"Hey! Are you looking for me? Freddy's burnt head suddenly appeared, and a big smile almost stuck to his face!

"I'm looking for your uncle!" Fu Zhao's legs were weak with fright, and he barely supported his steps and retreated again and again, continuing to flee along the long street.

The road in the West End was so long that there was almost no end in sight, and he ran until he couldn't run anymore and didn't dare to look back, feeling almost safe, he gasped and walked to the public toilet next to him, and sat down with his back against the wall.

…… There shouldn't be any need to worry about that guy suddenly appearing from behind, and there is no shadow of a steel claw in sight.

Fu Zhao sat down tiredly to calm his breathing, and the ghost fire street lamp floated in the air to illuminate his shadow, and suddenly found that the shape of the shadow was not quite right, larger than a person.

Freddy, on top of his head.

Fu Zhao slowly looked up, his nightmarish scarred face close at hand, and continued to smile.

"There's no turning back." Freddy hung upside down under the eaves and nimbly jumped to the ground to make a statement.

Fu Zhao nodded breathlessly, and stood up with a pause gesture: "I have one last question." ”

Freddy was patient, and his right hand claw clasped the concrete wall beside him: "Please speak." ”

Fu Zhao glanced at the cement wall and the scratches on it, took a deep breath and asked bravely: "This pitted face similar to Shar Pei, are you imitating Deadpool or is Deadpool imitating you?" ”

"I'm because of the fire, he's because of the mutation, it's different." Freddy stopped and raised his right hand high, "Got it?" Die if you understand! ”

Fu Zhao had nowhere to dodge, and seized the opportunity to kick Freddy to distance himself, but he was still scratched by the long, sharp iron claws!

The flesh rolled from the shoulders to the abdomen, and the blood immediately soaked the clothes and gurgled on the ground.

Freddy wasn't much better, being kicked three meters away and falling to the ground.

Fu Zhao covered the position where he was most seriously injured, stumbled and fled in the opposite direction, and he must find ...... Find a safe place, and if you continue like this, you will die of excessive blood loss!

He was not fast after being hit hard, but the road came to an end...... Is it a playground?

It's not ghost lighting, but the colorful neon lights of normal human society, and the warm light lights up all the entertainment facilities in the venue.

The carousel and Ferris wheel, the pink ice cream cart is empty, and the atmosphere is peaceful and joyful.

In short, in the area where the ghosts gather, there is something normal here.

Freddy's sinister laughter rang out from behind him, and Fu Zhao stood hesitantly outside the playground door, pressing the wound with his left hand, but the back of his hand was still red with the blood gushing out of his body.

Should you go in and avoid it?

In the depths of the playground, a boy in a trench coat slowly walked out, with a long figure and thin cheeks, large smoky gray eyes, but an extremely gloomy expression.

Fu Zhao closed his eyes in despair, it was over, he was sandwiched back and forth, and he was completely hopeless.

The boy didn't come closer, and stopped dissatisfiedly and looked over: "Are you waiting for me to give you a welcome ceremony?" I'm your boss, Sherlock Holmes...... Damn, why did I become a child after entering your dream?! ”