In front of the Yunyang City Public Security Bureau, Aunt Lin and I stood in front of the door, waiting for Su Yao's father to arrive. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

During this time, my relationship with Aunt Lin has also become very good.

In fact, there is no other reason, between Aunt Lin and Su Yao, I became a mouthpiece.

If Su Yao has anything to say, I will say it for her; Aunt Lin spoke, I didn't have to say it for her, Su Yao could hear it herself.

Actually, I hate the role of a microphone a lot, and I've hated it since I was a child.

Because I think that people die like lights going out, and before people die, most of them will explain the aftermath clearly.

After most people become ghosts, they just spend another month on their feet, and spend more time with their families before they really die.

Those who die are well prepared before they die.

In this case, there is no point in acting as a microphone at all, and even if you really become a microphone, it is just a little homely at most.

And Su Yao's situation is a little different, she belongs to the horizontal death, and she probably didn't expect that her fate would be so tragic.

In this case, how can we arrange the future?

Therefore, when it is the microphone between Su Yao and Aunt Lin, I can still accept it, at least I am not too resistant in my heart.

Well, that's all my nonsense.

There are three reasons why I really did this.

First, Su Yao is very good-looking, even if she becomes a ghost, she belongs to the category of beautiful female ghosts, at least she is not annoying;

Second, Su Yao's fate was very tragic, which made me, a bystander, a little unbearable;

Third, Su Yao's attitude is very good, how good is it? 100 dollars an hour, that's how I get paid to be a microphone......

Ahem, accidentally exposed something.

Anyway, Su Yao saw my dilemma of lack of money, and directly opened an hourly wage of one hundred oceans, okay, I had no resistance to this, and agreed directly.

Of course, the money was paid in advance by Aunt Lin.

It is said that women and children make the best money. Now I find out that ghost money is actually quite easy to earn, how can a living person be as bold as a dead person?

What is the most painful thing in life? People die, and the money is not spent. People who have died once, unless their families are particularly poor, will have a big change in their attitude towards money.

In my previous opinion, being a mouthpiece for a ghost would only lead to trouble. I never thought that being a microphone for a ghost could also be done as a business.

Thanks to Su Yao, it has opened a new door to my life.

The money-making plan that I set was unconsciously modified beyond recognition.

About twenty minutes later, Su Yao's father came.

Uncle Su must have been a beautiful man when he was young.

Seeing that "I" and Aunt Lin were talking happily, Uncle Su was a little unhappy, walked up to Aunt Lin, and asked, "Didn't you say that there is a letter from Yaoyao?" ”

At the mention of Su Yao, Aunt Lin was a little stunned.

With me as a microphone just now, Aunt Lin and Su Yao chatted very happily.

Now, with Uncle Su's reminder, Aunt Lin suddenly thought that Su Yao, who was chatting with her, was no longer alive.

For a while, Aunt Lin didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

The atmosphere, somewhat stiff.

"Since Uncle Su is here, let's go in." I was silent for a moment and proposed.

"Who are you?" Uncle Su's tone was a little rushed, because of Su Yao's matter in the past few days, he has not been less angry.

When Aunt Lin called Uncle Su just now, Uncle Su was posting a search notice all over the city.

Originally, Uncle Su was a little dissatisfied with Aunt Lin's wandering on the fortune-telling street. Now, seeing that Aunt Lin trusts me again, the fire in Uncle Su's heart suddenly came out.

Seeing that Uncle Su's attitude was very bad, Su Yao jumped to her feet in a hurry next to her, and she was still counting on me to be a microphone in the middle.

"Hu Badao, I'm sorry, my dad is not usually like this......" Su Yao hurriedly explained.

"It's fine." I comforted Su Yao, then turned to Uncle Su and said, "I know where Su Yao is." ”

Uncle Su, who was still angry just now, instantly became dumb and licked his somewhat dry lips: "Where is it?" ”

"Go in and say." I pointed to the Public Security Bureau and walked in first.

Aunt Lin sighed, patted Uncle Su's shoulder with relief, held back the tears that wanted to flow from her eyes, hugged Uncle Su's arm, followed me, and walked towards the Public Security Bureau.

Xu sensed the subtlety from Aunt Lin's movements, and Uncle Su's body suddenly stiffened a little, and he grabbed Aunt Lin's hand, which was also tense.

"Hey, you're here again?" The policeman on duty still had some impressions of Uncle Su and Aunt Lin, and immediately said, "Your daughter, you haven't found it yet." Did you come here to close the case? ”

Many family members think that some of the people who are "missing" are really missing, some join pyramid schemes, some go to their girlfriends or friends to relax, and some go to Internet cafes to play for a few days and nights.

The police have encountered all kinds of strange things, and they thought that Uncle Su and Aunt Lin had found Su Yao and came to the Public Security Bureau to cancel the case.

Hearing what the police said, Uncle Su and Aunt Lin turned their heads in unison and looked at me.

Even Aunt Lin only knew that Su Yao was dead, and she didn't know too much about what was going on, let alone Uncle Su.

"Report the crime." I looked at the police badge hanging inside the Public Security Bureau, and gave myself some courage.

In other words, this is the first time I have entered the police station, and I feel a little uneasy and inexplicably excited.

"What do you report?" The police also saw that I was the dominant of the three, and immediately looked at me with scrutinizing eyes.

Looking at Su Yao, who was expressionless next to me, I took a breath: "Rape, murder, and corpse mutilation." ”

Even if she was mentally prepared, hearing me say this, Aunt Lin was a little dizzy, collapsed to the ground, tears rained down, and said hoarsely: "My poor Yaoyao! ”

My eyes were a little sour, and I looked up at the clock hanging on the public security station.

5:40 p.m.