"Excuse me, is Jing Ruize here?"

Jun Chengzong and Zhu Di still used their identities as reporters to enter the bookstore opened by Jing Ruize's family as Jiang Zhiyong said.

However, as soon as he walked into this bookstore, Jun Chengzong found that this place was very unusual.

Ordinary bookstores are usually quiet, and only a few bookstores may put some music, but it is mainly soft and soothing music, and it will not be like here, but it is actually metal music with a strong European and American flavor.

Heavy metal is diametrically opposed to the environment and rhythm of reading books and newspapers, and with such fast-paced bass-heavy music echoing in the ears, how can people read the book?

But even so, Jun Chengzong still shouted twice into the bookstore, but because the music was so loud, he had to shout at the top of his voice to make sure that others could hear it.

Hearing Jun Chengzong's shout, a head poked out of the compartment above the steps.

"You're looking for me?"

That little head is Jing Ruize, although this bookstore belongs to theirs, but it happened to be in time for Jing Ruize's parents to go to the book city to enter the book store today, so only Jing Ruize was alone in the store to watch the store.

Seeing Jing Ruize come out, Jun Chengzong hurriedly agreed, but because of the heavy metal music played in the bookstore, Jun Chengzong still had to shout at him.

"Hello, we are newspaper reporters, and we heard about the ghost you hit in that wooden house outside the town some time ago, so I specially wanted to interview you and do a simple news investigation."

Jun Chengzong took out the excuses he used with Hou Jiamu before, but Jing Ruize was obviously much more shrewd than Hou Jiamu.

I saw Jing Ruize frowning, and said suspiciously: "Reporter? Which newspaper reporter? ”

Saying that, Jing Ruize turned over and jumped down from the small compartment, from the top of the compartment to the place where Jun Chengzong and them were at this time, the drop was more than two meters, and Jing Ruize jumped down directly.

Jing Ruize jumped down from above, only bowed slightly, raised his head with a face that was not red and his heart was not beating, and asked Jun Chengzong: "A serious newspaper society is interested in this kind of thing?" ”

Although Jing Ruize doesn't like to read very much, after all, his family runs a bookstore, and he has been exposed to it since he was a child, so he is not as easy to deceive as Hou Jiamu and them.

"Aren't your newspapers all dedicated to reporting on national events, parents and whatever, why are you now interested in these haunted things?"

Hearing Jing Ruize say this, Jun Chengzong couldn't help but re-examine the boy in front of him, who was only a teenager.

Although it is not yet cold, Jing Ruize is still wearing a leather coat, and his rough hairstyle and various accessories on his body really make him incompatible with the academic atmosphere of the bookstore.

However, Jun Chengzong has long been prepared to respond to this question: "The sales of our newspaper have declined a little recently, and the editor-in-chief asked us to pick some news that can attract people's attention after all. ”

"And I'm planning a series of reports on hauntings, and you're the subject of the third haunted incident I've interviewed." As he spoke, Jun Chengzong took out a forged press card from his body and handed it to Jing Ruize.

There is almost no difference between these documents forged by Jun Chengzong and the real documents, except for professionals, ordinary people absolutely cannot see any difference.

Jing Ruize took the certificate and slightly compared the photo on the certificate with Jun Chengzong, although there was still a little doubt on his face, but in general he had believed Jun Chengzong's words.

"Then come up and talk about it." Jing Ruize handed the documents back to Jun Chengzong, turned sideways, and made a gesture of "please".

Jing Ruize invited Jun Chengzong and them into the small cubicle where he always stayed on weekdays, sat down with a loud horn to himself, and said to Jun Chengzong and them: "What do you want to ask? ”

Jing Ruize didn't mean to let Jun Chengzong sit down, but Jun Chengzong looked around and found that there was indeed no place for them to sit down.

"Well, we came this time, mainly to ask about the things that happened in the wooden house outside the town at that time," Jun Chengzong took out the notebook from his body, and said to Jing Ruize while opening it, "Because I heard Hou Jiamu and Jiang Zhiyong say that they all listened to you about the origin of that wooden house." ”

Jing Ruize nodded, and said very casually: "Yes, they do all listen to me, but since you have already heard what they said, why do you want to ask me again?" ”

Jing Ruize's words were tingling, and one sentence made Jun Chengzong a little speechless, but Judy didn't care about the situation on their side, but walked to the bookshelf next to him, looking for something.

"Did you pick these discs?"

Just when there was no progress on Jun Chengzong's side, Judy suddenly came to say this.

"Yes," Jing Ruize turned his gaze to Judy, "I don't care what books I enter in my bookstore, but these albums are carefully selected by me, except for the ones I like to listen to, nothing else." ”

Judy glanced back at Jing Ruize, who was reclining on the chair, nodded slightly, and said, "Then it seems that you have a soft spot for death metal." ”

Jing Ruize was originally just lying there and ignoring Jun Chengzong's love, but when he heard Judy say this at this time, he suddenly came to his senses.

"You know about death metal?" Jing Ruize turned over and sat up, leaning forward slightly, looking very interested in Judy.

Judy picked up an album with a cover full of death and violence from the shelf next to her, then turned to Jing Ruize and said, "I understand a little." ”

"The reason why I like death metal is because I think they are full of the power to resist," Jing Ruize immediately appeared as soon as he talked about the things he liked, "They are the most primitive beastly explosion of human beings. ”

"Violence, the desire to conquer, and fear fill the whole music, arouse the desires in your heart, and make you go crazy and tremble for it unconsciously."

"They shout out the concepts of aggression and insanity in eerie tunes to express their hostility and the shadowy pursuit of the manipulation of human destiny." Jing Ruize gushed endlessly.

In the small town of Nankou Town, Jing Ruize is the only one who listens, or can understand death metal, and he hopes to find someone around him who also understands music and himself.

However, the others, including his parents, scoffed at the music he was playing at this time, and not only did not understand, but also sneered at him.

This also indirectly contributed to his rebellious appearance today.

Jun Chengzong didn't expect that he hadn't asked anything after talking here for a long time, and Judy's words made Jing Ruize suddenly open his heart.