Chapter 515: She's From Hell

"Hello comrade policeman, I'm Xu Que, Mo Jianwu knows me." Xu Que said hello.

With Xu Que's current popularity, the police in this city know him more or less, so the policeman nodded quickly and said, "It turned out to be Xu Que's advisor, and the master was in the house." ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyebrows and said softly: "I'm chatting with that writer Jian Wuyun, and the recent cases have all appeared in her as they are, don't you think it's weird?" ”

This little policeman is obviously a little familiar, Xu Que squeezed out a smile and smiled, and went directly into the house.

It is worthy of a girl's room, although the appearance of the community is very old, but this room is full of sunshine.

The floors are covered with white tiles, the furniture is spotless, the walls are covered with pink stickers, and there are several landscape paintings in ink on the stickers.

The first thing I entered was a hall, and I saw a girl with two ponytails sitting at a computer desk in the middle of the hall, typing.

And next to her, there was a middle-aged man in a police uniform, no need to guess that Xu Que probably knew that he was Mo Jianwu.

"Miss Yang Wuyun, this incident is obviously related to what you wrote, can you tell me what is going on? Why did the same thing happen to you in the outside world as soon as you wrote it? Including the time, place, and even the characters are exactly the same? ”

Mo Jianwu's voice was deep, with a hint of unquestionable taste.

The girl didn't answer, and kept coding.

Xu Que and Song Fangfang, and Wang Yaya entered the house, and the girl seemed to have a sense, so she stopped the code words and turned her head to look at it.

She looked at Xu Que with deep eyes, and suddenly said, "Who are you?" ”

Mo Jianwu turned back curiously and nodded at Xu Shortcoming: "You are ......"

"I'm Xu Que."

"Oh, Advisor Xu." Mo Jianwu walked over excitedly and pulled Xu Que to the door.

"How's it going, Officer Mo?" Xu Que asked.

"Hey, she has been prevaricating us on the grounds that she wrote it casually, and I wanted to arrest her directly and go back for questioning, but I didn't expect that just now she wrote about the car accident, it really happened, I kept asking her what was going on, but she didn't eat it and didn't want to say more."

"This incident is obviously a supernatural event, and she can't be interrogated in the same way as a normal person." Xu Que thought for a while and said.

"Advisor Xu, what do you mean ......?"

may know that Xu Que can see some things that others can't see, so Mo Jianwu has a natural trust in Xu Que.

"Let's get acquainted with her first, let her know that because of her story, a lot of people have died outside, and then take your time." Xu Que glanced at Yang Wuyun in front of the computer desk and said.

"Well, that's all there is to it for now." Mo Jianwu nodded slightly, "Then why don't you go in and talk a few words." ”

Xu Que walked over, and Wang Yaya and Song Fangfang were already standing beside Yang Wuyun.

Yang Wuyun, the girl, looked at Wang Yaya curiously, and Wang Yaya also looked at her.

The two girls stared at each other, and Wang Yaya took out the bayberry and ate it again.

"You girl, how weird?" Yang Wuyun stared at Wang Yaya.

Perhaps feeling that Yang Wuyun was a little strange, Wang Yaya subconsciously hid behind Song Fangfang.

Song Fangfang was well-informed, and stood in front of Wang Yaya very naturally, looked at Yang Wuyun and said, "Miss Yang, I am your fan, and I have seen some of your works." ”

"Yes." Yang Wuyun reacted, "I wrote about male frequency, you are such a beautiful girl, you also watch male frequency?" ”

Song Fangfang smiled lightly and said, "I've been a boy since I was a child, are you writing now?" ”

Song Fangfang leaned closer to the computer and watched.

Yang Wuyun said: "Yes, I'm writing, the strange thing is that the police found me and said that what I wrote was not normal." ”

"I've also read your book, the first few short stories are exactly the same as the murders that happened in reality, by the way, your editor-in-charge, Zhu Wen, is also dead."

"I know, so the starting point Chinese network changed the editor in charge for me, and now my editor in charge is called Ziliang."

"Miss Yang, I don't know if you did it on purpose, or if you really don't know, one of your stories, the scene when you died was exactly the same as when your former editor died, and the story of the victim when he was a child, after investigation, is exactly the same as Zhu Wen's, Miss Yang, what's going on?" Song Fangfang asked without hesitation.

Yang Wuyun was silent all of a sudden.

She seemed to be thinking.

Xu Que walked over and said to Song Fangfang and Wang Yaya, "You guys go out for a while first, and I'll talk to Miss Yang." ”

Song Fangfang nodded.

Wang Yaya couldn't stand the dull atmosphere here for a long time, turned around and walked out.

As soon as the others left, Yang Wuyun looked at Xu Que calmly and said, "My answer has already been told to the police before, if you want to ask me other questions, I'm sorry, there's nothing to ask." ”

"No, you're mistaken, I just wanted to tell you a story, it's a good story, I'm sure you'll like it."

Yang Wuyun opened his mouth, and finally, nodded.

She likes to hear stories.

"In this world, some people can really see something that others have not seen, Miss Yang, you are a writer, before, your book was unknown on the starting point Chinese network, in the words of the industry, it was a street fight, but suddenly, your book became popular, and the story you wrote really happened in reality."

"What do you want to say?"

"Some people, dead, do you believe they will be resurrected?" Xu Que smiled, "The story I want to tell is about resurrection, once, I knew a murderer, his name was Leng Aobai, for some special reasons, he was resurrected. ”

"Resurrection." Yang Wuyun's originally calm body trembled.

"Yes, resurrected, it's very powerful, it is rumored that after a person dies, no matter whether it is a good person or a bad person, they will go to hell, and the resurrected person is equivalent to walking around from hell and coming back, and sometimes he will get an ability, the resurrected person, can listen, the voice of the dead."

Yang Wuyun was silent.

looked at Xu Que, but found that Xu Que was looking behind her.

Behind Yang Wuyun, a timid little girl was standing behind Yang Wuyun.

The little girl's skin was very white, but the corners of her face seemed to have been struck by something, and her whole head was sunken.

It looks really miserable.

It's a dead man, or rather, a ghost.

In Yang Wuyun's house, there are indeed ghosts.

This ghost is not a very powerful ghost, and it can even be said to be very weak.

is so weak that Wang Yaya and Song Fangfang didn't feel it.

And he Xu Que, with Sadako's eyes, can see some things that others can't see. I want to talk about "My Horror Ghost Building" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~