The elevator door slowly closed, and Ye Bei stared at the number of floors soaring all the way to eighteen. When the door opened, he immediately ran towards the scene of the crime.

There are still three offices on the entire eighteenth floor with lights on, and under the influence of Ye Bei's keen hearing, he can hear the sound of squirming conversations, and there are several staff members on night shift.

He looked around, determined the location of the electronic eye, carefully avoided the CCTV, and walked to the scene of the incident, where a cordon had been set up outside the guardrail.

"Dude, come out and talk?"

Ye Bei whispered softly to call out to the person who jumped off the building, and immediately received results.

Outside the guardrail, there were chaotic spots of light flying in mid-air, condensing into a spirit body between breathing and breathing, which was the old brother who jumped off the building that Ye Bei saw on the first floor.

Without waiting for Ye Bei to ask, the old brother fell down.

Knock –

There was another muffled sound, representing another round of the tragic old brother's cycle of death.

"......" Ye Bei scolded secretly, climbed the guardrail, and leaned out his whole body, ready to pull this innocent soul.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the illusory figure in the sky.

I saw that two big hands condensed out of thin air, and they clasped Ye Bei's neck! The nails dug into the major arteries of his neck, like the claws of a monster, and blood gushed out the moment they cut his neck.

What Ye Bei saw was the blood-red and terrifying eyes of the person who jumped off the building.

His mind was blank, where would he have thought that the [Poor Qi] fierce beast had already left such a death trap for the pursuers.

It's vicious!

His whole body told the old brother to pull out of the guardrail, and fell into the patio with the spirit.

Knock –

Su Xingchen was so frightened that the whole person jumped.

"What's the situation?"

There was one more street thumper figure on the floor, Ye Bei's fingers were still trembling due to nerve reflexes, and the strong body of the ghost could not withstand the devastation of more than fifty meters of free fall.

When Ye Bei's spirit body returned to his physical body again, he scolded, and got up.

"Trouble."

"Can you communicate?" Su Xingchen asked nervously.

"It's hard to do, the old brother in this electronic control room has a fierce face, and he wants to pull me a piece of Titanic Jack Ruth, you jump and I jump to the appearance of martyrdom, where can I speak." Ye Bei pointed to the tape recorder: "It's too noisy, turn it off." ”

"I think your single cycle is quite effective, awesome bro." Su Xingchen turned off the tape recorder.

"Brother is a practical combat school, can he compare with those of you who are from professional classes?" Ye Bei said, walked around the corridor on the first floor, observing the terrain.

This jumping brother is unreasonable, and he has to get information from his mouth, and it is not easy to directly make amnesia boxing, it seems that it can only be solved with tea.

The backpack landed, Ye Bei took a can of worry-free tea from it, and hurriedly ran into the elevator. Su Xingchen's eyes flickered frequently when he saw the tea can, as if he had glimpsed something interesting.

Back on the eighteenth floor, Ye Bei stood outside the guardrail and hesitated, the movement of jumping off the building just now was heard, and many bold night shift staff on the eighteenth floor had already walked out of the office, wanting to get a glimpse of the clues.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Bei shouted at the top of his voice, "Don't you have to work overtime?!" Surveillance is watching! Do you want to keep doing it? Circulars written? Kumon done? Finished with the schedule? What about the manuscript? ”

As soon as the words fell, several bold little brothers went back to the office one after another, not daring to leak their heads again.

From time to time, they glanced out the window and saw a strange man wearing a work card that read "House Repair and Dredging Toilets", walking towards the scene of the crime with an awe-inspiring look, as if the lion king was patrolling his territory. Occasionally, when they looked at each other, they lowered their heads as if they were thieves, dispelling the curiosity in their hearts.

Ye Bei stood by the guardrail, and the forgetful tea in his hand had already unscrewed the cover.

Seeing that the spirit in mid-air was gradually taking shape, he aimed at the body of the jumping brother and spilled the tea!

"Not good!"

In an instant, Ye Bei saw that the vicious look on his brother's face gradually subsided, and most of the tiger stripes on his face were gone, replaced by a moment of hesitation, panic, and innocence and helplessness!

When he reacted, the jumping brother fell again.

Ye Bei patted his head, why didn't he expect this?

Seeing that there were new customers added to the figure of the street downstairs, Ye Bei was puzzled for a while.

At this time, Su Xingchen went upstairs with courage with the blessing of the DJ dance music with BGM.

"How? Can you communicate? ”

Ye Bei covered his face: "This old brother is bent on seeking death, I'm afraid he won't be able to pull it." If you stay away, you'll be pulled down by him if you're too close. ”

He still has half a can of tea in his hand, and he has wasted half a can of unlocking the spell for Brother Jumping just now.

Su Xingchen said: "I just went to the video room of the traffic channel, and the records of the last two days have been cleaned, if you can't find a solution, the clue will be broken here." ”

Ye Bei: "I want to find a way. ”

He looked down, and every time he jumped off the building, he kissed the floor in a graceful posture, but half a second's effort would disappear as a spot of light due to the evil spell.

Although the Forget Worry Tea has the ability to heal the spirit, in this short moment, it is impossible to pour tea for Brother Jumping downstairs and then talk to him.

"You turn the tape over." Ye Bei said.

"Turn it over?" Su Xingchen raised the tape recorder in his hand and changed the cassette from side A to side B.

From the tape recorder came a familiar track.

"The second set of national people's radio gymnastics, start-"

Su Xingchen looked at the strange thing in his hand with black lines.

"You have a unique taste......

"In special environments, I usually use this as a timekeeper." Ye Bei said admittedly: "The whole song is two hundred and fifty seconds, usually the magnetic field is abnormal and haunted together, when the delicate goods such as clocks and mobile phones fail, rough and simple electrical appliances are often the most reliable little partners, it can be used for timing, and the one-two-three-four-two-two-three-four brainwashing cycle can also be used as a metronome." Through the law of action, the behavior pattern of the supernatural ghost can be calculated. ”

Su Xingchen was shocked, this method didn't look like a joke.

"One...... 2. ......"

Ye Bei muttered silently, his eyes staring at the light spot omen when the jumping spirit appeared, and listening to the sound of the jumper falling into the patio and kissing the ground.

Knock –

For the first time. Ye Bei took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Brother Jumping off the building, making sure that the evil spell patterns on the target's body were intact.

Knock –

Second. He warmed up, his legs gently lifted up, and his posture was like that of an athleticsman's preparatory start.

Knock –

The third time.

Ye Bei waited patiently, waiting for the rhythm of the metronome to return to normal, before entering the next cycle.

Wait patiently for that moment!

He rushed out, slammed into the light curtain flare that was about to take shape in the air, and hugged the waist of the jumping brother.

Su Xingchen sweated for this guy's courage and determination, and saw Ye Bei and the ghost roll into the corridor opposite the patio together, and hurriedly rushed over.

In mid-air, Ye Bei poured all the tea in his hand into the target's mouth.

When they fell into the corridor on the sixteenth floor, Ye Bei's body slammed into the fire cabinet.

"Blood! Blood...... Blood! Ah......h

The jumping brother in his arms seemed to have just recovered from the curse and was delirious.

Ye Bei felt that his waist was about to break.

"No blood, hey! Wake up! Dude? ”

The ghost looked at Ye Bei dementedly, and then looked at his translucent arms.

"I ...... I'm dead? ”

At this moment, Su Xingchen hurried over, "Brother! Your jumping exercise works! ”

Ye Bei didn't have a good temper, and he waved his hand to push the ghost away like a fly, and the spine behind him clicked for a while, and it had recovered as before.