In fact, even if the black phone doesn't trigger this task, Zuo Si will do it.

He had to find out if the death of the owner of the haunted house was related to this ghost.

If this ghost really killed so many people, Zuo Si would definitely find a way to kill him.

"Since it's a one-star mission, the strength of this ghost should be about the same as Meng Miaoxue."

"But in the scene of Yuren Hospital, there are six ghosts, and there is only one ...... here."

"Therefore, the level of this ghost is very likely to be stronger than Meng Miaoxue."

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles, Zuo Si calculated the combat effectiveness of this ghost.

I still feel that I can rest assured that I will improve Meng Miaoxue's strength first.

He now has a total of 800 fear points, and he doesn't know how far he can improve Meng Miaoxue.

Zuo Si tried to feed Meng Miaoxue a hundred fear points with his black mobile phone.

But Meng Miaoxue's soul level did not change in the slightest.

200 ......

300 ......

I've been using 700 points, and it still hasn't changed.

Zuo Si seriously suspected that he had been trapped.

Since there are still a hundred points left, let's use them together, Zuo Si clicked the last one helplessly.

His eyes lit up, and he finally changed.

Meng Miaoxue's soul level became an unjust soul.

At this moment, Zuo Si instantly felt a lot more confident, but he was still a little weak-hearted.

After all, I haven't dealt with this girl yet, and I don't know if she will listen to me.

"Showing Meng Miaoxue the news of her murder can increase favorability, in order to be safe, I will have a good relationship with Meng Miaoxue before I go to solve the hidden task tomorrow."

Zuo Si looked at the weeds all over the ground, it was not something he could do alone in a moment and a half.

It's still important to get down to business.

He put the parcel into the haunted house office, and left in a hurry without breaking it in a hurry.

"Fifteen years have passed, and it is no longer realistic to find the newspapers of that year, so you can only print those news."

Zuo Si found a printing shop and printed more than a dozen pieces of news about Meng Miaoxue under the surprised gaze of the owner.

After printing, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, Zuo Sigang walked out of the printing shop, and the phone rang, it was Lu Tao.

"What's the matter?"

"Where did you kid and your little sister go last night?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I finished eating and went to her house to sleep."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep?" Lu Tao's voice was trembling.

When did Zuo Si become so good?

It's okay to know such a beautiful girl.

Still go to someone's house and sleep with them?

Is it sour? Very sour! It's impossible not to be sour, Lu Tao only felt that his stomach was full of sour water and dog food.

"It's just a sleep, don't think about it."

"Sleep is not enough? How many more times do you want to sleep? Hehe, forget it, friends, I don't feel like we're from the same world anymore. Lu Tao hung up the phone directly.

Zuo Si was a little speechless, he knew that Lu Tao was joking, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

As soon as I hung up the phone, the ringtone rang again, it was Ding Ruxiao.

"What a coincidence, I was about to transfer the money to you, and you called me."

"Money...... Don't worry, I'm not calling to ask you for money......" Ding Ruxiao's voice was a little weak.

"I know, but I can really pay it back, will it be transferred to your phone or bank card later?"

"Whatever...... I'm a little unwell, can you come and pick me up? ”

"Okay, I'll go right now where you are."

"I'm 'Big Rich'"

"Okay, I'll be there right ......"

Zuo Si hung up the phone, a little embarrassed, a rich man, a very famous club in Qingshui City, it costs thousands of yuan to spend casually.

I didn't expect Ding Ruxiao to really work there.

Ding Ruxiao left a very good impression on Zuo Si, not only is he beautiful, but he is also very kind, not at all like those bewitching and cheap goods in his impression.

I really don't understand how such a good girl would go to be a nightclub lady.

"Perhaps, I'm biased against the nightclub lady?"

Zuo Si had never been to a place like a clubhouse, and he didn't dare to jump to conclusions at the moment.

took a taxi and came to the rich man smoothly, looking at the bright neon flashes in front of him, Zuo Si couldn't help but be a little fascinated.

He straightened his clothes and stepped through the door.

………………

In a private room on the second floor, more than a dozen men and women are spending their days drinking, the men are debauched, and the women are debauched.

This group of men wore suits and leather shoes during the day, and they looked like people, and they showed their original forms every night, which was even more obscene and obscene than those of the ninth class.

Some of them were holding microphones and singing out-of-tune pop songs.

Yes, I'm playing an indescribable game with Miss.

Ding Ruxiao sat in the corner of the sofa with a pale face, frowning, looking very uncomfortable.

Beside her sat an angular man of about thirty years of age.

He wears a white shirt with a tie pulled down in half, and a small mustache on his chin.

At this time, he was drunk, hazy and stretched out his salty pig hand to touch Ding Ruxiao.

But every time he was dodged by Ding Ruxiao.

Gradually, the mustache lost his patience, and he began to become a little rough.

But it was not obedience that greeted him, but fiercer resistance.

A sharp glint flashed in the corner of the mustache's eyes, and he slapped Ding Ruxiao in the face with a heavy slap.

Syllable!

"Damn, bitch, what are you pretending to be high with me here!"

The private room was instantly quiet, and even the person who sang quickly turned off the sound.

No one dared to speak, and it could be seen that the mustache's status was very high in this group.

"Mr. Zhang, what's wrong?" A fat man stepped forward and asked earnestly.

"Why don't you ask this slut!"

kicked Ding Ruxiao's leg again, Ding Ruxiao didn't speak, she shrank in the corner, silently shedding tears.

The fat man looked at Ding Ruxiao with gloomy eyes, and scolded: "Bastard thing, dare to make Mr. Zhang unhappy, I think you don't want to live anymore!" Go and call your mother! Damn, it's against you. ”

A few young ladies saw that something was wrong and hurriedly walked outside the private room.

But as soon as they arrived at the door, the door of the private room was pushed open.

"Excuse me, is Ding Ruxiao here?" Zuo Si poked in half of his head, looked inside, and found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere here.

As soon as he wanted to leave, he saw Ding Ruxiao, who was cowering in the corner, standing up with his face covered.

The lights were a little dim, and Zuo Si couldn't see the expression on her face, but he could already sense that something was wrong.

He rushed directly to Ding Ruxiao's side, and several people wanted to stop him, but he flexibly avoided him.

"What's wrong with you?" Zuo Si saw the red palm prints on Ding Ruxiao's face.

Immediately there was a burst of rage.

yelled: "Which bastard beat it?!" ”

Zhang Wenlong looked at Zuo Si with half-squinted eyes and smiled disdainfully: "It was Lao Tzu who beat him, what?" ”

"I'm going to kill you!" Zuo Si lifted the wine bottle and wanted to greet Zhang Wenlong, but was stopped by Ding Ruxiao.

The two looked at each other, and Ding Ruxiao shook her head lightly with teary eyes.

Zuo Si is also a lot more sober, and it can't be now, otherwise it will be himself who suffers.