||->-> Chapter 55 of the main text meets a ghost hitting the wall at the corner

Lin Xiruo has been a police officer for several years, and it is the first time he has seen such a weirdness with his own eyes.

Now the video cannot be explained, and Lao Zhang's body cannot be found. Sick and went to the doctor, looking for Ding Ermiao, a disciple of Maoshan to understand the situation, but he has the virtue of a hippie smile, can Lin Xi not be in a hurry?

"Don't worry, there's always an explanation." Ding Ermiao smiled and watched the video again with great interest.

When he watched it for the third time, he beckoned Lin Xiruo to watch it together. While controlling the progress of the broadcast, Ding Ermiao pointed with his finger and said, "Sister, look, the zipper of the body bag is opened from the outside. Lao Zhang's hand, from beginning to end, has not moved. ”

Lin Xiruo nodded: "I can also see this." But ......"

"Lao Zhang's corpse was not taken out by himself, but was taken out by some kind of force." Ding Ermiao continued: "You see his corpse fluttering, not in a straight and uniform state, but one by one, as if he was being carried on the shoulders of a transparent person. ”

"Transparent people? …… How to explain it? Lin Xiruo frowned.

Ding Ermiao turned off the mobile phone video and returned the phone: "Well, it's actually easy to explain." Lao Zhang's body was stolen by a ghoul thief, that's all, it's that simple. If I were there, I could see what this ghost looked like. But on the video, I can't see it. ”

"What the hell did you do? That's even more troublesome, how to write my report? How to write?! I said it was a ghost's work, does anyone believe it? Lin Xi paced back and forth in a hurry, almost crazy:

"Also, Lao Zhang's body can't be found now, how can I explain it to other people's families? Ding Ermiao, is there any way you can help me find the body? Please, beef noodles or something, it's all negotiable. ”

Looking at Lin Xiruo's anxious appearance, Ding Ermiao nodded, pinched his fingers and stared, as if he was calculating something.

Wan Shugao and Li Weinian watched outside the door, but they were embarrassed to come in.

"Where does Lao Zhang live? Who else is in the house? Ding Ermiao suddenly asked, his eyes shining.

Lin Xiruo was stunned for a moment, and replied casually: "He lives in an old community near Yaohai Park, and he has a son who is still in high school, and he is a family of three. ”

Regarding the deceased's family situation and address, Lin Xiruo, as the manager, is of course clear.

"I see! That's how it should be. Ding Ermiao slapped his head, showing the excitement after his sudden realization, and grabbed his umbrella and backpack: "Quick, go to Lao Zhang's residence!" It's too late. ”

"What do you understand? Why go to Lao Zhang's house? What's too late? Lin Xiruo was a little confused, and asked like a cannon.

Although he asked, Lin Xiruo did not hesitate, and followed Ding Ermiao out of the door and walked towards the Buick car parked at the gate of the construction site. This Buick was driven by her just now.

Because of the needs of work, Lin Xi often performs tasks in plain clothes, and rarely drives a police car if it is not necessary.

"Brother Ermiao, do you want me to help you?" Wan Shugao also caught up. Although he didn't know what was going on, he looked at his words and looks, and expected that Lin Xi would not go to the Three Treasures Hall if he had nothing to do.

"No, you just wait for me here, tell Li Weinian, there are no taboos during the day, you can do whatever you have to do. When I'm done, I'll be back at once. Ding Ermiao waved his hand and said.

When he got into the car, Lin Xiruo lit the fire and drove onto the right road, and Ding Ermiao said: "I guess this is a prank done by a foreign ghost." And that guy only fought me the other day. ”

"Foreign ghosts?" Lin Xiruo said irritably while driving: "Oh, my mind is a mess now, can you make it clear at once, big brother?" ”

"Uh....... Then drive with peace of mind, don't get annoyed, and you'll understand when you get to the place. Ding Ermiao hurriedly stopped. He was worried that Lin Xiruo would overturn the car because of irritability and turn himself into a ghost.

Lin Xiruo didn't ask, and concentrated on driving. The Buick was turned into a Ferrari by her, and it was about to take off, and it was speeding ...... on the elevated highway of the city.

From the western suburbs to Yaohai Park, the forty-kilometer road, Lin Xiruo only took twenty minutes.

Parking the car in the courtyard of a dilapidated old community, Lin Xiruo and Ding Ermiao jumped out of the car together and got into a corridor in the far corner, moving so fast that the uncles and aunts who were exercising in the morning downstairs were dumbfounded. At this time, it was only about seven o'clock in the morning.

Deng Dengden went upstairs in one breath, and at the corner platform from the fifth floor to the sixth floor, Ding Ermiao and Lin Xiruo were stopped by a young man.

In fact, the young man didn't seem to be deliberately blocking the way, but like he was lost. He took a few steps up the left side of the stairs, then turned around and walked back to the right. Then, loop ...... infinitely.

His eyes were confused and his forehead was sweaty, ignoring the existence of Ding Ermiao and Lin Xiruo, and he was still muttering: "Why are the stairs so long, why can't I walk to the end?" Why hasn't the sixth floor been reached yet? ”

It was a very strange and ridiculous scene.

"What's the matter with him?" Lin Xiruo pointed to the young man and asked Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao snorted: "The ghost hits the wall." He was fascinated by the ghost miasma and couldn't get out. They can't see us, but they can hear us. ”

Sure enough, as soon as Ding Ermiao's words fell, he immediately became nervous when he saw the young man's expression, and shouted into the air: "Who, who is talking?" ”

Although Lin Xiruo is a police officer, he also has a relationship in the face of such a strangeness. She pulled the sleeve of the two seedlings and said softly, "How can I help him?" ”

"He's not in danger, leave him alone for the time being, or we'll be in trouble." Ding Ermiao also lowered his voice and said: "I guessed right, Lao Zhang's body is on it, right in front of his own door!" ”

"What?!" Lin Xiruo's body trembled, grabbed Ding Ermiao's hand and didn't dare to let go: "Could it be that Lao Zhang ran home by himself?" ”

Ding Ermiao shook his head with a smile: "Didn't I tell you, Lao Zhang can't act, this is a ghoul thief." Hurry up, if someone else finds Lao Zhang's body first, you will have more headaches! ”

Lin Xiruo was suspicious, and held Ding Ermiao's hand tightly. The two of them lightly bypassed the lost young man and went straight to the sixth floor.

As the feet rose, the anti-theft door of Lao Zhang's house appeared in front of him.

After taking two more steps, Lin Xiruo's body suddenly trembled, and he was about to scream when he opened his mouth!

- Lao Zhang, who died the night before, was sitting on the ground with his back against his security door, his head tilted on his neck, and his eyes were stunned to look at Ding Ermiao and Lin Xiruo!

Ding Ermiao's eyes were quick, he covered Lin Xiruo's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, it's a dead person, not a ghost." ”

Lin Xiruo still couldn't bear it in the end, and threw himself into Ding Ermiao's arms, almost crying, trembling and saying, "How could it be, how could this be?" ”

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with me here, don't be afraid of anything." Ding Ermiao comforted for a long time, and Lin Xiruo gradually stabilized.

Ding Ermiao stepped forward lightly, looked around, and said, "Now, we must quickly transfer the corpse, otherwise, there will definitely be a storm in the city, and people will be panicked." ”

"That's right, that's all that matters." Lin Xiruo also came to his senses and regained his composure.

On the corner landing of the staircase leading to the rooftop on the sixth floor, there is a rolled up old lamp and grass mat, presumably discarded here as garbage.

Ding Ermiao rushed up in two steps, took the mat, spread it out in front of Lao Zhang, and then took Lao Zhang's head off and put it aside, rolled up Lao Zhang's body with the mat, pulled off Lin Xiruo's shoelaces, and tied the mat at both ends. Ding Ermiao himself wore mille-feuille cloth shoes, without laces, so he had to use Lin Xiruo's.

In this way, if someone does not open the mat, they will not find that it is a corpse.

"And the head, what should I do?" Lin Xiruo asked.

Ding Ermiao scratched his head, gritted his teeth, took off the shirt on his body, wrapped Lao Zhang's head and handed it to Lin Xiruo: "Take it, go!" ”

It's a pity that this shirt was bought with Li Weinian last night, and it hasn't been on for a few hours, so it's been ruined.

At the moment when Ding Ermiao carried the mat, the door of Lao Zhang's house suddenly opened. A middle-aged woman with red and swollen eyes and a haggard face poked her head out and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing in front of my house?" ”