There was a cross talk on the radio.

The angular vintage car slows down and stops behind a red light.

Shen Qiannian, the co-pilot, kept chattering: "Eh, you said, boss, you are a ghost now, so am I the ghost messenger?" What is the name of the ghost's attendant...... Two devils? ”

[Don't beautify yourself! 】

The radio rang out in response to the shouting.

"What the—"

Shen Qiandeng quarreled with the radio.

Lu Li, who is adjacent to him, is like two people with a painting style, quiet and peaceful. He leaned on the steering wheel, his eyes wandering over the pedestrians at the zebra crossing.

There are pedestrians ranging from old to young, old people walking slowly, clerks in formal clothes in the summer, women carrying vegetable baskets, and young people with illusory bodies who are still avoiding passers-by.

The faint yin qi wafted into the car like a smell through the open window.

"Can you see it?"

Lu Li followed the young man and turned his head to ask Shen Qian.

"See what?" Shen Qian looked up blankly.

"There's a ghost up ahead."

Lu Li followed the young man with his gaze, watched him walk to the opposite lane, politely smiled sincerely at the stopped vehicle, and nodded in thanks.

Of course, no one could see him.

Shen Qianshun landed and looked out of sight, staring for a few seconds, his face gradually became solemn, and he said in a slightly deep tone: "There is some kind of cold and indescribable thing hovering in front. ”

"Speak human words."

"I can't see it."

"Okay." Lu Li bowed his head and said nothing.

Although Li Mei is unreliable, she didn't lie to herself on this point. Becoming a ghost, the ability to see ghosts has become a passive skill.

Shen Qian was confused, and even guessed that the process was probably clear, and urged: "Hurry up!" ”

"On what?"

The emperor was not in a hurry, and Shen Qian, who was in a hurry, couldn't wait to say: "Shouldn't ghosts catch ghosts!" ”

Lu Li asked rhetorically: "Should the police arrest people when they see them?" ”

Although Lu Li didn't know the duties of the ghost cha.

"Uh......" Shen Qian was suddenly speechless, silently turned his head without saying a word, and fell into deep thought.

Demons and monsters will be removed? The old tone of many years ago.

The last person with the same idea was Fahai, and there is no need to say much about his fate and the infamy he has borne over the years - these are actually just excuses, and the real reason is simple: Lu Li doesn't want to do that.

Of course, if the ghost also has performance requirements, and not catching the ghost may make Lu Li get a reputation for not having a high level of business in the prefecture - then wait for the government to send a ghost to inform him.

The green light turned on, Lu Li pulled the handbrake, and the old-fashioned Xiali of the last century trembled and spewed out a tube of black smoke, slowly moving forward.

Shen Qiantuo inquired about the recent records of the crematorium, found a sick and dead ghost named Zhao Fugui, and then pushed it backwards to the Second People's Hospital of Pingling City.

The body of this poor ghost who had been sent to the underworld by Lu Li, or Li Mei, was still lying in the morgue and sent to the crematorium two days later, which is why Lu Li went to the hospital instead of the crematorium.

In the nearly full hospital parking lot, an old-fashioned Xiali is parked in the parking space and turns off the engine.

Lu Li rolled up the window of the car and said to Shen Qian: "You go to check the contact information of Zhao Fugui's family, and the side door of the hospital converges." ”

"Why me?" Shen Qian, who was grinning in the rearview mirror, was stunned.

The windows of the car were tightly closed, and Lu Li replied calmly: "I can't think of anything else you can do, maybe you can go back to the detective agency and find something to do?" ”

"I'll go! I'll go! ”

Leaving a string of angry and ruined words, unable to distinguish between insults and affirmations, Shen Qian snatched the door and left.

Lu Li silently leaned over and rolled up the co-pilot's window, locked the car, and walked to the side door of the hospital.

Today is also a good day, and the patient can be seen wandering around the garden.

Lu Li walked to the side door, and Shen Qian was already waiting here.

"So fast?" Lu Li walked into the hospital, and a burst of coolness came to his face. It's not yin, it's just simple air conditioning.

"Just kidding, I'm super brave." Shen Qian, who was following behind, said complacently.

"We came at the right time, Zhao Fugui's daughter came over in the morning, and she shouldn't have left yet, so I asked the nurse to call her."

Lu Li stopped and let Shen Qian lead the way in front.

Following behind Shen Qian, Lu Li separated a part of his mind and sensed the yin qi around him.

Surprisingly, Lu Li thought that a place like the hospital would be a haunted area, and there was nothing else in the air except the diffuse smell of disinfectant.

Leading to the basement, near the fire escape of the morgue, Lu Li met the daughter of the sick ghost.

"Who are you?"

This girl who is still in her first year of college asked Lu Li strangely. Her appearance is somewhat similar to Zhao Fugui.

"I'm a colleague of Teacher Zhao, you can call me Lu Li."

Zhao Fugui is a middle school teacher, and it is not difficult for Lu Li to pretend to be an identity.

"Hello Mr. Lu." The girl nodded, polite and rusty. "Are you here to see my dad?"

"It's not." Lu Li replied calmly as usual. "If you have any difficulties, you can tell me and I will help you solve them."

Shen Qian behind him covered his forehead helplessly, boss, are you really good to be so direct...... Who would tell a stranger that they are in trouble?

As expected, the girl pulled up a corner of her lips and smiled reluctantly: "I'm fine, thank you." ”

"Really?" Geng Zhi's boss Lu Li asked.

"Thank you for your concern, I don't need help." The girl whispered goodbye to Lu Li and Shen Qian, and went to the basement with the nurse.

Looking at the slowly closing basement door, Lu Li was thoughtful.

There is no movement in the ghost book, does Zhao Fugui's last wish have nothing to do with his daughter?

"Boss, of course you can't ask anything." A faint voice sounded beside him. "How can anyone tell a stranger that he is in trouble?"

"You're saying she's not telling the truth?"

"Hmm!" Shen was sure.

That's easy. Lu Li took out a bank card from his pocket: "After you go back, you investigate, if Zhao Fugui and his daughter have debts or are in urgent need of money, make up for the money for her." If not, pay all the college fees for her. ”

can spend other people's money to do good deeds, Shen Qian's eyes lit up: "Good boss, no problem, boss, how much is the password?" ”

“114514。”

The moment the words fell, Lu Xuan's mouth was hot. The ghost book he kept in his shirt pocket radiated billowing heat.

Lu Li took out the slightly hot ghost book and turned it to the page of the sick and dead ghosts.

Shen Qian's eyes behind him instantly straightened, he secretly lifted his feet, and looked over Lu Li's shoulder—the booklet was empty.

In Lu Li's perspective, there is a line of new ink on the right side of the illustrated book, written from top to bottom.

[Forty-three years have achieved nothing, but you can know the ability; 】

[Fifteen thousand days of dedication to the law as the law, did not fall into the text. 】

The verdict emerged, and Zhao Fugui's life turned into a picture and twenty-four characters.

Ding--The host has fulfilled the last wish of the sick and dead ghost, and now the host has mastered all the yin qi of the sick and dead ghost-

Lu Li gave up his brain to make up for it, this is too stupid.