"Just in time!" The police car's return and return just responded to the fat man's thoughts, and the anger in his stomach was not out, and when he saw the police car stop, he immediately rolled his arms and sleeves and wanted to go up to theorize.

I hurriedly grabbed the fat man and persuaded him to forget it, although I was also angry in my heart, but anyway, the other party was a policeman, and if the fat man hit someone, things would definitely make a big fuss.

The fat man is not stupid, I persuaded him like this, he just borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, scolded a few words vaguely, turned the head of the car and was about to leave.

As a result, before the two of us left, a policeman got out of the police car, pressed the handlebars of the motorcycle, and said expressionlessly to the fat man: "Get out of the car." ”

The fat man's face changed slightly, but he didn't come down, "What do you want to do?" ”

The policeman's voice came again, only this time it was a little colder, "I'll let you get out of the car." ”

At this time, the fat man completely stopped cooking, and he lost the pride just now, turned his head to look at me, and finally got out of the car with great reluctance.

"Come, blow," he left the fat man aside, and the policeman took out something and walked up to me and shoved it into my mouth.

At night, I could see the policeman's face clearly, a very young, handsome young man, wearing a uniform, with a heroic face.

I glanced at the thing in the policeman's hand, it seemed to be a breathalyzer, this is really weird, the rider is obviously fat, and the dry hair lets me blow it?

I was about to refute, but I saw the fat man standing aside and squeezing his eyebrows at me, as if he wanted me to carry the matter down.

Now the punishment for drunk driving is extremely strict, even if you drive a motorcycle, you can't go to jail, I can't carry this kind of pot.

"Hurry up, why are you so inked? If you don't blow it, I can detain you for obstructing official duties", but the policeman didn't know if he didn't like me, or bit me to death.

I had no choice but to blow it reluctantly, and a string of values immediately appeared on the instrument.

I knew that I must have reached the standard of drunk driving, and my heart suddenly felt like ashes, and I secretly said that I would definitely not be able to run away from this prison disaster.

Sure enough, after glancing at the values on the device, the police immediately let me get out of the car, saying that I was drunk driving and had to go back to the team with him.

At this time, the fat man also came over, smoking and saying good things, but the police didn't listen to that at all, saying that everything must be done according to the system.

I had no choice but to get into the police car, and the police were not verbose, and when they saw me getting into the car, they immediately returned to the car, and the front of the car turned around and drove back to the town, leaving only the fat man, standing alone in the same place.

Speaking of which, this is the first time I have ridden in a police car, but I am a little wronged, after all, it is true that I did not ride the car.

The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt, and I couldn't help but say to the police: "Brother policeman, it's really not me riding a motorcycle, you should be able to see it." ”

"I know," the policeman replied lightly.

I can't keep up with my train of thought: know you're still arresting me? What the hell are you singing?

"Dude, I saved your life, don't you thank me?" Soon, the police spoke again.

"Save my life, what do you mean?" I was stunned.

The car was still driving in the direction of the town, and the policeman threw me a cigarette without looking back, and continued: "I was driving in the opposite direction with you just now, guess what I saw?" ”

"I don't know, you can't see ghosts anyway, right?" I replied impatiently.

I can also see that this policeman must be bored on night duty, and he just wants to find someone to chat with him and fart.

"You really guessed it," the policeman chuckled softly and continued, "I saw the fat man who was carrying you on a bicycle, with no facial features. ”

What the?

My eyes were dark, an upside-down onion almost rolled off the seat, and the fat man had no facial features? How is this possible?

Cold sweat poured out in an instant, soaking my back, I didn't bother to wipe it, and quickly asked the police, why do you want to help me? If the fat man is a ghost, aren't you afraid?

The policeman smiled, casually spat out a puff of smoke, and said indifferently: "What's so scary about ghosts?" I've been a criminal police officer for so many years, what kind of strange things haven't I encountered? As long as you are upright, you naturally don't have to be afraid of those cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods. ”

A series of question marks flashed through my heart: Detective? Aren't you supposed to be a traffic policeman?

However, I have also heard my grandfather say that some lonely souls and wild ghosts are instinctively afraid of wearing official clothes, in ancient times, the police were fast arrests, and at that time, law enforcement was not the same as now, and fast arrests were even more fierce than robbers.

When I thought that the fat man was a ghost, and then thought of the words I told him, I felt a little afraid, and I felt a cool breeze pouring into my back.

No wonder the fat man knows everything, it turns out to be a ghost, if I bring him to my house, I really can't think about the consequences.

I regret it a little, I regret not listening to Zitong's words, she reminded me a long time ago, don't believe anyone's words, but I still believe the fat man, if it wasn't for this policeman, it would almost be a big disaster.

I looked at the policeman driving gratefully, and said that if it weren't for him, I would definitely die and I don't know how.

Now, I have a bold idea in my heart: could the person who put the ring be a fat man?

There is indeed this possibility, first I put the ring, and now I am righteously saying a set of theories about the coffin of the Yellow Pupil Town to bluff me, and then you can go to my house with me in a grand manner.

Driving the car into town, the police stopped, turned around and smiled at me, saying that I was safe and could get out of the car if it was okay.

How dare I get out of the car, what if the fat man catches up?

I just didn't get out of the car, and later, at the urging of the police, I simply said:

"Brother policeman, you are a good person to the end, if that fat man catches up again, won't I die? Can I follow you tonight? ”

"Follow me? That's not going to work," the policeman shook his head with a wry smile, "I still have a case in my hand." ”

Seeing the bitter look on my face, the policeman pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, that evil ghost will definitely not come to you again tonight, if you want to get rid of him completely, you might as well try this method." ”

"This is also a kind of evil spirit-warding method that I heard when I was handling cases before, when the fat man fell asleep, put the fat man's shoes on the head of the bed, and the other turned over and rushed to the door, and then dropped a drop of blood in the shoe pit, it must be the blood of the middle finger, if the sole of the shoe is wet, it means that the fat man really wants to harm you, you just need to pierce the upturned shoe with a knife, and the fat man will be sent back to hell."

As he spoke, the police handed me a business card and said that if there was anything in the future, I could contact him.

I held my business card like a treasure, and quickly glanced at it: Huang Qiwei, third-level superintendent, team leader A of the Criminal Investigation Brigade, contact number......

Huang Qiwei also taught me, no matter how much I relied on other people's cars, I couldn't say anything about it, and I thanked Huang Qiwei again for a few words, and then I pushed the door and got out of the car.

Before leaving, Huang Qiwei lowered the car window, patted me on the shoulder, and said that although I can do it boldly, there is nothing to be afraid of ghosts, as long as people are naturally not afraid of shadows.

I nodded vigorously and watched Huang Qiwei drive away.

It's definitely unrealistic to go back to the factory at this point, and I'm afraid that I'll meet a fat man when I go back, so I can only find a cheap guest house in the town to live.

The room was rudimentary, and there was nothing but a dirty bed and a disgusting washroom.

I lay in bed, unable to sleep for a long time, and all I could think about was what had happened recently:

I treat the fat man as a good person, but people treat me as a fool, if it weren't for Huang Qiwei halfway, God knows what would happen later.

First the evil ghost came to the door, Li Quansheng jumped into the well, and then there was a mysterious ring on the threshold of my house for no reason, and then I met the fat man and Huang Qiwei, and there seemed to be an invisible big hand in the dark, pushing me into the abyss, and all I could do was to accept it.

I feel that I look at society too simply, and underestimate people's hearts, what Zitong said is right, I can't trust anyone now, and I can't listen to anything.

Before I knew it, I was in a dream, and I had a strange dream.

In my dream, I was standing on a volcanic crater, with thick lava at my feet, and if I fell down, I was shattered to pieces.

Hot! It's so hot!

I couldn't help but move my body and rolled over, and there was a burning pain in my elbow.

Oops!

I wailed, woke up from my dream, and looked at my elbow, which was completely charred, and a sharp pain came from my arm, which made me grin for a while.

This...... What's going on?

In a hurry, I turned on the light in my room to see what was going on.

However, the moment the lights were turned on, I couldn't help but be stunned, and my eyes involuntarily bulged out.