@151% look (book^net>? I pulled out my cigarette. Stood at the door of the food stall for a while. Lit a cigarette. Pumped up. That boss knows me too. It's an uncle in his thirties. Wrong wrong. I'm also 27 or 8 years old. You can't call him uncle. Otherwise, wouldn't I be an uncle too?

Lingering at the door of the food stall for a while. Still shook his head and turned away. Walked to the airport in Chengdu. But I don't know where I'm going now. I originally wanted to go to Cui Zuofei. Pick up the phone and want to call him. But think I'm so unlucky. Everywhere you go, it's haunted. Don't bother Lao Cui with him. He and my sister Yudi are not easy to blame. Let them live their own little lives.

I looked at my phone and flipped through the phone book. I saw Kaizi in my phone. Cao Fatzi. I don't know how these two guys are doing now. Cao Fatzi is going abroad. It looks like the development will be very good in the future. As for Kaizi, I don't know what happened to his kid. Suddenly I also saw glasses in my phone. Thought about it. Now the only people who know my identity seem to be glasses, except for those guys. I picked up the phone and called him.

"Hey." The glasses spoke in a bland tone on the other side of the phone. I can't hear any feelings. I seem to have noticed that he used to smile occasionally when he was in college. I really didn't see him smile when we met several times later. And when I met later, my face became worse and worse every time. It's like everybody owes him millions. Of course. It's just a question of face. Or it's possible that this girl was born with facial paralysis.

"Glasses. I'm desperate now. I'm the only one who came to you." I laughed a little and said, "How about I come to play with you for two days. Of course. You know mine. It's haunted everywhere you go."

The glasses on the other side nodded faintly and said, "Oh. That's it. I see. I'll be waiting for you here at Jiangbei Guanyin Bridge."

"Okay. I'll hang up first." After I hung up, I had a little bit of a goal. Then walk into the airport. I bought a ticket and flew towards Chongqing.

When I arrived in Chongqing, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. The plane didn't fly long. It's just that there are more formalities. At that time, it was already completely dark in Chongqing.

After I walked out of the airport, I took a taxi outside. Rush to downtown Chongqing. Chongqing's airport is still some distance from the city. I waited until ten o'clock before I finally arrived in Jiangbei. I took the phone and called my glasses. He picked it up quickly. I said, "Hey. I've already arrived in Jiangbei. What about you?"

"You hurry up and hit the Carrefour gate. Something happened here. And I feel a little weird. It's supposed to be a creature like a ghost." As soon as I finished speaking, I frowned. No way. It's only been a long time since I've been in Chongqing. Or did he kill another man?

I sighed. It feels like I'm really getting more and more like Conan. I also hurried to the side of the street and took a taxi. This Lefu is a supermarket in Guanyinqiao. Very large. The flow of people at the entrance is also very large. But overall it's smooth. But this time. A sea of people. The cars are all blocked. I got off a hundred meters away from Carrefour. There is already a long queue of vehicles in front. I guess if I drive a hundred meters, I will have to drive for five or six minutes. I ran quickly to the door of Carrefour.

There were really quite a lot of people at that time. A sea of people. And it's also very crowded. They speak the Chongqing dialect. Talking about something. It's so noisy I can't hear it. I just closed my eyes and pushed forward. It seems to be the gate of Carrefour, and there seems to be something being watched. I squeezed for three minutes. I barely managed to squeeze into the middle of the crowd. I finally saw what was at the door of Carrefour.

It turned out to be a female corpse. The female corpse looked to be about twenty-five years old. The face is frighteningly pale. At this time, he was kneeling on the ground with his legs. Holding your own hair in your hands and strangling your neck. Of course. It looks like it's out of breath. I also understand why the glasses say it might be a ghost's doing. This way of dying is indeed too strange. Fortunately, at this time, people are looking at the freshness one by one. No one dared to enter within a radius of five meters around the corpse. There is a space in the middle. I quickly yelled, "Police. Let's let. I'm a police officer." Then I pulled out my paranormal incident investigation team's credentials and squeezed forward. This one by one gets out of the way. I stepped in two steps.

I ran to the woman's corpse and took a look. This female corpse looks pretty good, of course. It's a melon seed face. The eyes widened. Like it's going to fall out. However, it can still be seen that she should have been a beauty before her death. Of course. I don't have any dirty ideas. It's a corpse, after all. I touched the place of the major artery with my hand first. Really. The heartbeat has stopped beating.

I immediately took out the cow's tears and opened the path to the underworld. Look at the corpse. The soul is not there. The woman's body wasn't completely cold now. It stands to reason that most souls will not be lost. I'd like to find out her soul and ask what's going on.

"Police police." Suddenly, the sound of glasses came from behind me. I turned my head to look. Glasses wearing a white t-shirt. A pair of black shorts. Messy hair. It's like it hasn't been washed in months. There are also two big dark circles under the eyes. At this time, he also roared and squeezed inside. When those people heard the word police, they naturally got out of the way. The glasses ran to me. In front of this corpse, his face did not change at all. Still a cold feeling. The glasses looked at me and whispered, "This is weird. I was right at the door of this Lefou. The woman was staggering out of Carrefour. Then use your hands to separate the hair. And he knelt on the ground, and pulled his hair and strangled his neck. Ziz. It's scary."

"I don't think you're scared." I looked at the glasses next to me with a cold expression. Just asked: "If an ordinary person saw this, he would have vomited a long time ago. You're so close. His face hasn't changed at all."

"Really." The glasses nodded. Instead, he shifted the subject and said, "What do you think about this? Artificial is unlikely. I guess it's a ghost."

"Hmm. According to what you just said, it is indeed possible that it is a ghost. And the soul of the deceased should have been drained by the ghost at the moment of death. But what the hell is that? Generally, even if a ghost kills someone, he will not take the soul of the deceased away. It's weird."

"Let's make a move. Let's make a let. Police." Suddenly, there was a noise of footsteps behind me and the glasses. I had a look with glasses. Eventually, seven or eight police officers came in in uniform.