"Yes, yes, it's me, Officer Guan has a good memory, I thought of something, I'm on duty in the hospital now, I can't go over, can you come here, this matter is very important." Song Ming was afraid that Guan Peng would not come, so he deliberately said it very mysteriously.

"Are you alone now?" Guan Peng asked.

"Yes, yes, I'm alone." Song Ming replied a little eagerly.

Guan Peng on the other end of the phone was shocked, because on the phone, he heard a sigh, a cold voice that seemed to come from hell, it was probably the female ghost.

Song Ming was lying, it seemed that he was in some trouble, but fortunately he thought of contacting himself, if he contacted others, it would be troublesome: "Well, I'll be there soon, you wait for me in your office, don't go, remember, turn on the lights." ”

Song Ming eagerly reported his specific location, and hung up after a hum on the other end of the phone.

Song Ming turned on all the lights in the room and curled up in his chair, even so, he still felt uneasy, and he always felt that a pair of eyes were watching him in the shadows.

Gradually, this feeling became more and more serious, Song Ming felt that his breath was not smooth, something must have come in, he kept turning in circles, wanting to see that thing, but he couldn't see it. The ghost is afraid of light, so it must be in the dark, Song Ming suddenly thought of this, and immediately jumped down from the stool, because there was a dark place under the stool.

He stood in the light, swallowing in his throat, lowered his head slowly, and when his gaze was parallel to the surface of the chair, he suddenly lost the courage to look down, and raised his head quickly with a shudder...... Take a few steps back.

He looked around the room, and it was almost all in the light, except under the chairs, tables, and beds.

He immediately moved away from these environments, but the situation was no better, and the instinct of being watched became heavier and heavier, as if it were right next to him!

He was startled by the thought of himself, in fact, he really jumped, and this night, no, half an hour he felt like a century long.

There was also a shadow behind him, which he thought of, but he couldn't see it at all, but the more he couldn't see it, the more he wanted to see it, and the more he was afraid to see it.

He silently recited all the prayers he could think of, and then he went to the window, and then he saw his face a little distorted with horror, and then he saw something emerging from all the shadows of the room that should not have been there.

A pale and shiny face under the chair, a curved and elongated thigh under the table, a torso hanging in the shadows next to the cabinet, and a pair of palms about to close behind him!

'Ahh He instinctively rushed forward, dodging the palms of his hands, but he ignored that he was standing by the window, and when he reacted, his head had already hit the glass hard, and the next moment he fell off in the posture of his head and feet, and the face under the chair on the concrete floor below was revealed, as if it was shining a flashlight from the jaw upwards in the dark, cloudy but terrifying.

The moment he touched the ground, there was no pain, it was like falling into a pile of cotton, Song Ming was puzzled, and suddenly there was a feeling of discomfort in his lungs, only to find that there was no light and air around him, as if he had fallen into the ground, he struggled uncomfortably, but he couldn't move at all, only two feet kept swinging, and gradually slowly became weaker, before he died, he figured out why Yi Yi died in that way, and now, he is likely to die in that way, except for his feet, his whole body is submerged in the cement.

At the same time, Guan Peng pushed open the door of Song Ming's office, and a cold wind swished out, passing Guan Peng, giving him goosebumps on his neck, and at this time, he also saw a corpse next to the window of the room, sticking straight into the floor, the same way as the corpse in the morning. He immediately ran over and tried to catch Song Ming, but it was all in vain, Song Ming seemed to grow on it at the moment.

The room is normal, there is no broken glass, and the ghost killing is hallucination, so Song Ming did not fall downstairs, and the qiē was just his own fantasy, and Guan Peng couldn't see it.

After this delay, the cool breeze also disappeared in the corridor, and Guan Peng could only see clearly the shadow of a delicate woman in his trance.

Guan Peng immediately chased after him with a sentence of 'shrinking the ruler into inches', but it was still too late after all, there was nothing in the corridor, and the image of the woman was long gone.

"Grass!" Guan Peng burst into a foul mouth and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

Call Wen Juan to come over, and tell her that she has another murder case, or xx hospital, and he is waiting for her here.

Sitting in Song Ming's office, searching carefully, there is no longer a bit of ghostly energy, maybe there is, but he can't find it himself, because he cast a blood spell twice in the last fight with that pair of grandsons last time, and his ability to guide zhì has dropped by nearly half. He opened a photo album on the table irritably, and suddenly, he found that a girl looked very much like the female ghost just now.

He picked up the photo and put it in his hand: "Interesting, it seems that they are related." ”

Wen Juan and a forensic doctor arrived soon after, and when they saw the photo in Guan Peng's hand, the forensic doctor said, "Do you know this girl?" ”

Guan Peng shook his head.

The medical examiner said, "This girl died yesterday, and her body is still in our bureau, but she is an orphan, lonely, I thought you knew her." Ay! It's so pitiful, there is not even a person to collect the body. ”

Guan Peng jumped up suddenly: "What did you say, her body is in our bureau?" ”

The medical examiner was taken aback: "yes, what's wrong?" ”

No, Guan Peng paced in the room irritably, according to his reasoning, the time of death of the female ghost was right, but the body was wrong, it should be in the hospital, how could it be in the police station. How could a person who had just died have the spiritual power to cross the space to kill people, and he was still shuttling through the police station with the heaviest evil spirit.

Wen Juan patted Guan Peng's shoulder and teased: "What's the matter, the female ghost is not in your control?" ”

"It's a bit off track."

"The fire brigade is coming, do you see if there are any useful clues in the house?" Wen Juan reminded.

Guan Peng shook his head, the room was not big, but there was something wrong with all the shadows in the faint place.

The arrival of the fire brigade confirmed that the method of death was the same as in the morning, and because it was such a dark night, the members of the team could not help but think of a possibility, and quickly took their leave.

Guan Peng thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go back to the police station to check on the body first.

Shortly after they left, fragments of human bodies popped out of all the shadows in the room and slowly put them together!

(Lao Xia was surprised to find that this week's recommendation is actually zero, this is really supernatural, ghost friends, who will break this embarrassing situation, Lao Xia thank you!) One or two is not too little, ten and eight are not afraid of more, and some will be held up, don't be stingy, otherwise it will be cleared tomorrow. ）