I just felt that a cold sweat suddenly broke out on my back spine!

White-sama!

Why did this come out in broad daylight? She was still wearing "human" clothes, dressed like a female white-collar worker, no wonder she felt a little familiar when she looked at her pointed little chin just now, and I didn't recognize it when she changed her outfit.

I was still a little afraid of her, I didn't dare to look back at her, and continued to walk forward, she must have come here to find Uncle Qin.

"Lord Bai, rare guest, rare guest, please come in, please come in." After all, Uncle Qin is an old ghost dimension, so he quickly stabilized his mood and gave him warm hospitality.

I still didn't dare to look back, like a ghost, moving small steps, quietly moving forward.

"If you don't enter, I'll look for him." Sure enough, it was the familiar voice from last night!

Everyone's timbre is different, some are low, some are high-pitched, some are soft, and some are coquettish, but the voice of this white adult is completely different from that of a normal person, how to describe it, it is like the movement of a newly unearthed record player from a hundred years ago.

The voice doesn't matter, the key is, listen to what she means, like you're looking for me? Because of the living people present, except for Uncle Qin, it was me, in broad daylight, she was idle, looking for me to dry her hair?

"Xiao Wu! Why are you still moving forward? Lord Bai is looking for you! "Uncle Qin called me in disgust.

I had to stop, slowly turn my head back, and force a smile: "Hello, Bai-sama. ”

Lord Bai was still expressionless, and looked at me for two seconds before he said in a deep voice, "Are you free?" ”

I looked at Uncle Qin pleadingly: How to answer!

This old guy, with a look of "live" in the life and death lot, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, quietly retreated to the office, clicked, and locked the door.

I clearly noticed that when the door was locked, Lord Bai's ears moved, the noon sun was very strong, her "body" looked no different from an ordinary living person, and what was even more strange was that there was her shadow on the ground!

Didn't you say that ghosts don't have shadows?

Could it be that Lord Bai, who made Uncle Qin frightened and made Lao Zhou dare not look at him directly, is actually a human being?

"Hey! What do you have to say? Lord Bai raised his chin slightly.

"Oh, free." I came back to my senses and replied that the nature of my work does not matter whether I am free or not, as long as I don't get out of the car, I am free at any time.

"Tell us about last night?" Lord Bai stepped on his high heels and took two steps towards me casually, and I only felt a powerful aura that enveloped me in an instant!

“…… Good, good. "I'm a little incoherent, her invisible aura makes me a little suffocated, my whole body is cold, as if the temperature around her has plummeted by 10 degrees Celsius, from this point of view, she is not a human being, I haven't heard of any human practicing any immortal magic, can use herself as an air conditioner!

"Don't be nervous, I won't hurt you," Lord Bai looked at my embarrassed appearance, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly, "You are a cowardly body, full of yang energy, and you are more suitable for this line of work than Zhou Botong." ”

Hey? It's amazing, even if I'm a coward, you can see this?

"Twenty minutes later, Yuantai Cafe, private room No. 1 will be waiting for you." After Lord Bai finished speaking, he walked lightly to the door of the morgue, and just like that, he passed through the locked door and went straight in!

Looking at her disappearing back, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva, this figure, it's a pity, it's a ghost, how good it would be if it was a person......

I know that the café is on Yin Cheng Street, and it seems that it is opposite the paper burning shop that caught fire last night, and I heard that the coffee there is very expensive.

It's a little strange, aren't the ghosts all wearing ancient clothes, more old-fashioned style, if you want to drink something, it should also be tea, for Mao, the white adult, will like to drink coffee?

Back in the front yard, I asked the leader for leave to report, said to go back to the city, afraid that I would not come back before one o'clock in the afternoon, the leader was generous, let me drive the hearse away, in case there is a car again, let me go directly, save a waste of time - this is the treatment I did not have when I drove an ordinary hearse before.

The leader has something to say, let me drive it, in fact, there is an advantage to driving this hearse, that is, you don't have to worry about parking spaces, you can park at will, patrols will never care, this little secret, when Lao Zhou told me.

Fifteen minutes later, I arrived at Yincheng Street, the café, sure enough, opposite Xia Xiaohui's paper burning shop, involved murder, and there was a cordon at the scene of the fire, but maybe because the case had been solved, there was no patrol inside, most of this street was for funeral business, even at noon, it seemed full of gloom, and there were few passers-by.

I parked the car, and as soon as I entered the café, a little beautiful woman took the initiative to come over: "You are Ms. Xie's guest, right?" ”

"Thanks? No, I'm looking for white ...... Ms. White. I choked back the words "Lord Bai" that came to my lips.

The little beauty sneered: "Lord Bai is not surnamed Bai, surnamed Xie, please come with me." ”

It turns out that she knows about the existence of Lord Bai, and I was worried about scaring her just now!

The café was deserted, there was only a mother and son sitting by the window in the scattered seats on the first floor, and the little boy was facing in my direction, looking like he was only 7 or 8 years old, and he also saw me, raised his little hand expressionlessly, and waved slowly at me.

I immediately became nervous, because I had never seen a living person wave to someone like this! At this time, the young mother also turned her head in slow motion, and looked at me with the same expression, I was afraid that she would also wave at me, and hurriedly followed the little beauty up to the second floor.

The stairs were a little steep, the little beauty walked in front of me, my gaze, just aligned with her ankles, I found that her calves and ankles were a little strange, up and down as thick, and the movements were very mechanical, as if they were two wooden sticks, connected between the thighs and feet, like marionettes.

This café is a bit weird......