Flip through SpongeBob's suitcase.

The clothes were piled up in a mess, and the cigarette paper and tobacco scraps accumulated in the corners of the box, revealing a spicy and pungent smell of the old godmother.

There are some daily necessities hanging from the back of the lid, and strangely enough, these soaps, shampoos, and toothpastes are used a lot.

"Patrick? You put it away for him? ”

"It's not...... He collected it himself. Patrick had a little confusion on his face, and then he seemed to have figured it out: "I told him to clean up his things." ”

Lingxi came to Ye Bei's side, she looked left and right, and gently poked Ye Bei's spine with her fingers.

"Eh, boss, this big star still loves cleanliness, he's a delicate man."

Ye Bei didn't answer, there were no other useful clues in the suitcase, he closed the lid of the box, and just looked at the cat owner, trying to read a little detail from Qi Qi's eyes.

The big cat lay in Ye Bei's arms, as if he noticed Ye Bei's hot eyes, wagged his tail unhappily, watched by the sofa for a long, long time, and didn't plan to climb up, but slept on SpongeBob SquarePants's box.

"Girl, plug in your headphones." Ye Bei reminded Lingxi to stay in a good mood. He asked Patrick again.

"Can you take a look at your luggage?"

"Oh! No problem! Patrick replied loudly, and his attitude towards cooperating with the investigation was very refreshing.

Ye Bei opened Patrick Star's suitcase, the smell of air freshener came to his nose, and the underwear was neatly arranged, and there was no clutter.

Closing the lid of the suitcase, Ye Bei opened the wardrobe, and several courier overalls were neatly hung on it. The smell of the fragrance is still very fresh, as if it has just been cleaned, not to mention this, the whole room looks like it was cleaned not long ago, and then look at the small table There are a few packs of snacks for the guests, but the whole hall can't even find the snack crumbs.

Ye Bei stared at Pai Daxing's chubby back, and his sixth sense, as a soul slayer, was frantically reminding him that there was something wrong with this guy.

At this moment, Ye Bei very, very much hopes that he can have Su Xingchen's criminal investigation ability and observation.

He opened his baggage and took the large brown glass of the [Karma Ghost] to the small bedroom.

In addition to a bunk bed, there is a computer desk with a newer laptop and a mechanical keyboard with colorful marquees.

Ye Bei looked carefully, the keycaps on the mechanical keyboard were very new, as if they had just been washed.

The mouse pad on the desktop is also new.

What is this big star hiding?

Ye Bei frowned and looked at the bed, sending Daxing to sleep on the lower bunk, and SpongeBob SquarePants sleeping on the upper bunk.

He picked up the wooden ladder frame, picked up the [Karmic Ghost] Spirit Mirror, agitated his chest, took a deep breath, prepared mentally, and looked into the mirror.

In the spiritual mirror——

- A bloodless young man was lying on the bed, wearing a white vest and a pair of underwear, his eyes were dilated, his body was emaciated, his face was black, his body was no longer sweating, and judging by the pupils on his chest, which no longer rose and fell and dilated, he was dead.

Ye Bei accepted the karmic ghost mirror, thinking in his heart, Patrick didn't seem to lie about the cause of death, this SpongeBob SquarePants was indeed overworked, like a sponge that had been squeezed dry, and died on the bed in the rental house.

Looking at SpongeBob SquarePants's bed with a little mold, many mattresses have traces of dampness and yin, Ye Bei speculated that this was caused by the ghost body often coming back for the night.

Personnel?

What the hell?

Ye Bei recalled a sentence from the appointment letter of the [Seven Killings] group.

[It is useless to promote good, and to eliminate evil. 】

He returned to the living room and saw Lingxi squatting on the edge of the suitcase and teasing the cat.

Pai Daxing had just finished boiling water, and his face was full of spring breeze.

"Mr. Tea! I heard that your tea can cure ghosts, how can you sell it? This place is remote, so I'll keep some of it around. ”

Ling Xi heard the sound and leaned to Ye Bei's side and whispered, "Hey! Boss! Business is here! That's a good thing! ”

Ye Bei's eyes were cold, and there was always an inexplicable sense of anxiety in his heart.

Keeping tea?

Body-by-side?

Pai Daxing's words made Ye Bei directly pull this dead fat man into the blacklist.

Aside from the Soul Eliminator, who needs the Soul Removal Item?

People who are weak in heart and afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night need to remove spirit props.

Ye Bei ignored Patrick's request to buy tea.

He sent the girl out of the room and whispered.

"You go downstairs and see what's in the big trash can in the apartment."

Seeing Boss Ye's serious expression, Lingxi knew that this matter was not simple, so she covered her ears and stabilized the earbuds, and ran downstairs all the way.

Ye Bei rubbed his face and rubbed out a kind face and a smiling philistine.

He sat down on the couch with a big grin, discussing with Patrick, ready to start the standard cliché process.

"Guest, do you want tea!?"

Pai Daxing pulled the small table over, looked happy, and poured water for Ye Bei.

"Yes, Mr. Tea will make a bid."

"Then let me ask you first, you lived with SpongeBob SquarePants for two years, what did it do?"

"It'...... Haizi it...... I don't know what it does during the day, but it comes back to sleep at 10 o'clock in the evening, and I can only see it during this time...... After eleven o'clock it was out of sight. Patrick replied fluently.

Ye Bei asked again: "Has it hurt you?" ”

"No, but it always feels wrong to have such a brother on the top bunk every day."

"Why did you suddenly ask me to remove my spirit?"

"I haven't heard of Mr. Ye before......" Pai Daxing suddenly stopped talking, because he felt that this reason was untenable.

Ye Bei's tone became colder and colder: "In addition to me, there are many spirit masters, why don't you invite them to come." ”

Patrick replied, "But, he and I are good friends...... Mr. Tea's way of curing ghosts is to use tea, and I thought that if Haizi could drink tea and go on the road, there would be no pain. ”

The more Patrick said, the more sad and angry he became, as if he remembered his roommate's death,

"We came to Hengyin from Hexi to work together, and we said that we wanted to mix up the personal appearance, but he was exploited by the company before his death...... He is tired to death, he is a very hard-working person, and after death, it seems that he will go out to deliver couriers every day. ”

Ye Bei sat steadily, with a warm smile on his face and a cold tone.

"Don't cry, brother, you haven't answered my question yet."

Patrick tensed.

"Didn't I say that...... Mr. Tea's Tea ......"

"What I'm asking is, why do you suddenly want to send him away, you belong to a unit, right?" Ye Bei stared at Pai Daxing's eyes, and his words were full of threat.

"What I'm asking is, why did you suddenly want to send him away!"

Ye Bei's voice was a little louder, in front of the repeater.

"I'm ......" Pai Daxing suddenly covered his face, and his words flashed: "I said it!" ”

"I'm asking!! ——”

Ye Bei knocked on the small table hard, the water cup knocked over and fell to the ground, and the boiling water splashed everywhere.

"Why do you !! - Suddenly want to send it away!! ——”

Ye Bei stood up, with anger on his face, and suddenly lifted the sofa cushion, leaving a thick layer of soot and grease underneath, and a little vegetable residue could be seen - the cat owner loves to be clean, and it will not touch this kind of sofa.

"You give me a explanation!"

"You!"

"Why!"

"Send it away! ~”

Ye Bei's exaggerated body language and snarky tone made Patrick breathless.

"I'm scared! - "Patrick's fat frame sat up straight, as if he were facing a harsh and indifferent boss. "I'm afraid! I'm afraid of it! ”

"But it didn't hurt you, did it? ~" Ye Bei's expression was exaggerated, pretending to be ignorant: "It has been with you for two years, you are fat, you are so vigorous that ghosts are afraid, and you have never touched a woman, and you can't say that you are yang and yin, your biggest hobby is to sleep in the house until twelve o'clock, and then start playing games......"

"Boss! There are a lot of takeaway boxes in the trash can downstairs, and there are a lot of household garbage. Lingxi knocked on the door, "There are two game magazines, quite new, but they are very sloppy, and I don't have a lot of oil, so I didn't go to turn it over, I went down first, I ran in a hurry just now, my heart was beating hard, and I was afraid that the building would collapse." ”

"Thank you!" Ye Bei responded, and turned to Pai Daxing, who was trembling, and said, "It looks like the house is very clean, why do you rush to clean it up?" ”

Patrick frowned and put on an aggrieved look.

"Isn't that up to you?"

Ye Bei: "You eat takeout, you don't fire at home, you can't live a single mouse, you don't even bother to go downstairs, look at your brand new work clothes, and you don't go to work, how did you survive?" You said it yourself, you want to mix up your personal appearance, it seems that your hometown doesn't have much money for you to toss? ”

"You ......" mentioned his hometown, Pai Daxing finally couldn't hold back the face full of flesh, and roared fiercely: "Why do you care so much as a soul exterminator!" ”

In the past, Ye Bei couldn't manage it, he didn't have the qualifications and ability to manage it, the employer gave money to do things one by one, and the spirit master collected money to remove the spirit, which was a matter of course.

It's different now.

He is a [soldier] of the motherland, and every document is the trust of the Tianshu General Administration for every agent.

"I'll call the police." Ye Bei picked up his phone.

Patrick Star's eyes were anxious, and there was a fierce light under his glasses: "What are you doing!" Haizi's case was closed two years ago! There is nothing superfluous! ”

The more Patrick was scared, the more certain Ye Bei became, the more certain this dead fat man was carrying bloody debts.

Look at the playful look in the eyes of the cat owner.

Qiqi will never lie to Ye Bei, it will only use word games to mislead Ye Bei, and the reason for not saying a word at this time is the same. It thought the Patrick was very funny, even tempting, and would suck in the smell of the wicked man when it entered the door.

"Don't! I don't want you to take out the spirit...... Let's go......" Patrick trembled with anger, "Let's go!" ”

This weak "good-faced man" can't even learn how to scold people and tell people to get out.

Ye Bei cocked his index finger and held a cigarette in his other hand: "We are in the business of birth, old age, sickness and death, and there is a saying that it is easy to invite God and difficult to send God." ”

"You still won't leave!?" Patrick glared angrily and stood up.

Ye Bei leisurely lit a cigarette, and he thought about Su Xingchen's goodness in his heart - because Xingchen's little was also proficient in torture to extract confessions.

He said lightly: "You can call the police and call the police to drive me away." ”

"You ......" Pai Daxing looked left and right, as if he was looking for a suitable weapon, he returned to the kitchen, only to find that he didn't even have a kitchen knife, walked to the bedroom, was ruthless, held a mechanical keyboard with a steel plate, and said to Ye Bei viciously: "I got you!" If you don't leave, I'll get you! ”

Ye Bei stood up.

The coward immediately hugged the keyboard, closed his eyes, and took two steps back, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Ye Bei grabbed Patrick by the hair.

Look at Patrick's mourning face.

"You tap! What are you going to do? ”

Ye Bei: "Tell the truth. ”

"I ...... I...... I ......" Pai Daxing slurred his speech, stammering and his eyes wandering: "Haizi is dead, he is really tired." ”

Ye Bei pressed the cigarette butt on the belly of this fat pig.

"Ahh - Ahh Patrick immediately let out a scream like killing a pig.

Ye Bei took a cigarette in his mouth and took out a doctor's license from his baggage.

"Please be honest, I have a side job, I am a dentist, if you can't speak clearly, I will pull your teeth out one by one."

"Hahaha! ~~" Qi Qi rolled on the suitcase with a smile, "Minion! Tease him again! Hahaha! It's so cool to see people lying! ~”

Patrick was covered in a cold sweat, the originally loose and inconspicuous undershirt was attached to the round belly, and his body showed its original shape, hearing the strange cat's words, he was frightened, and he regretted and felt sad in his heart.

"Haizi is dead...... He has been helping me with my work since I died...... I'll give it my waybill...... It likes to deliver couriers......"

Ye Bei: "Go on." ”

"I'm afraid of him...... I'm so scared! I can't sleep every day...... I'm scared," Patrick cried, "I'm taking the money of the dead...... It didn't ask me for any money, and I felt that something was wrong with this, and it was going to hurt me! You're going to buy my life with this money! ”

"How did SpongeBob SquarePants die!" Ye Bei's eyes could breathe fire.

"Exhausted! It's really exhausting! Patrick shouted louder and louder, trying to call his upstairs and downstairs neighbors to help.

Ye Bei pressed the neck of this flamboyant man and broke a front tooth in this person's mouth!

- Blood was splashed on the white wall, and the broken teeth made Ye Beihan angrily throw it against the wall and hit the wall.

Patrick's screams drew neighbors, and some tenants banged the door.

Ye Bei roared loudly: "Please kind-hearted neighbors hurry up and call the police!" There was a case of intentional wounding here! ”

The tenant outside the door was confused by this sentence.

Waiting for the movement outside the door to be smaller, Ye Bei said in a sloppy voice.

"You're not tired, why is SpongeBob to death?"