"Why do you want to eliminate her?" Guo Jian asked, why do women bother women?

"What are you doing with the ghosts?"

"Aren't ghosts changed by humans?" Guo Jian asked rhetorically.

Ai Zuo looked at Guo Jian and sneered: "It seems that you are very sympathetic!" ”

"It seems that you are not afraid of this kind of thing at all, no wonder you dare to buy a house, how do you know that there are ghosts in it?"

"I haven't given you the money yet, aren't you afraid?"

The woman didn't answer the question, and Guo Jian became wary.

"What am I afraid of, the contract has been signed, can you escape the money? Unless you're ...... Not a human being, not afraid of legal sanctions. Guo Jian stared at Ai Zuo and said.

He finally discovered that this woman was coquettish on the surface, but it was actually difficult to entangle.

This Jiangcheng looks prosperous on the surface, is it a mixed place? Is it common sense for a woman to stay with a female ghost in the dark, but instead scare the female ghost into hiding in a cupboard?

"You can do it yourself, get her done tonight, and I'll give you money tomorrow." After speaking, Ai Zuo took the bag and left.

Guo Jian watched Ai Zuo leave, then returned to the kitchen, and said to the cupboard: "You ghost is really in vain, it is often said that there are many fierce spirits in the house, you are good, hide in it like a grandson." ”

A cool breeze swept across his neck, and he quickly turned around, and sure enough, the female ghost stood in front of Ai Zuo's freshly washed cup and pondered.

"You can't speak, how can I find out about your situation and help you catch the murderer?" Guo Jian asked.

The white eyes of the female ghost peeked out of her hair and looked at Guo Jian.

"Looks like you don't know either, so let's see if my Touch Finger is useful, and stretch out your hand." Guo Jian said.

The female ghost really understood, and slowly stretched out her hands, and when Guo Jian's fingers touched her, they were soft and soft, and there was no bone feeling at all.

Guo Jian closed his eyes and felt the message from the female ghost.

A dark room, basement to be exact.

A man with black hair, gnawing on a corpse.

The basement was cold, and the corpses were all around, neatly arranged, like dry firewood chopped by a farmer's house.

At that moment, the man suddenly turned around......

The image suddenly vanished.

"What's the matter, I haven't seen that person's appearance yet, is this guy Mr. Zhang?" Guo Jian asked.

The female ghost nodded, as if frightened.

But why is this always covered in hair, is it because the female ghost's memory is wrong?

"No wonder you hid in the cupboard just now, not daring to come out, your courage is probably able to scare the faint of heart."

The female ghost was still staring at the wine glass on the cupboard, not moving.

"Well, come with me, don't stay here, I haven't received the money yet."

Guo Jian returned to the bathroom, picked up Huang Fu and threw it into the toilet and flushed it away. Then he went out the door and looked back at the empty space behind him.

"Are you following me?"

A cool breath passed through his fingertips, proving that the female ghost was still there.

"You come with me, don't scare my aunt, or I'll beat you."

Then Guo Jian sent a message to Ai Zuo: I took her away, you can call me tomorrow for the money.

Outside the door of the community, Guo Jian waited for a long time, but did not see a taxi, so he could only try it with taxi software, and soon a Mercedes-Benz C200 drove over and stopped in front of him, he looked at his mobile phone, and no one took the order at all.

The driver was a man who asked him if he wanted a car, and it seemed to be a black car.

Guo saw that he was sitting in the co-pilot, and the driver glanced in the rearview mirror, and the back seat was empty.

"Little brother, how is my car?" The driver said, lighting a cigarette.

"I don't know anything about cars." Guo Jian replied.

"Three or four hundred thousand, my family bought it for me, and I have a Rolls-Royce."

"You are so rich, why do you want to run a black car?" Guo Jian asked, the people in the city boasted that they were more exaggerated than him.

"I used to drive a taxi, and I'm used to this kind of life, and if I don't drive to solicit customers, I'll be bored."

"Can you afford a Rolls-Royce if you drive a taxi?"

"It's not expensive, it's just a few hundred."

Okay, Guo Jian doesn't want to blow it with him, millions are like hundreds of dollars?

But Mercedes-Benz is Mercedes-Benz, and you can't hear the sound of the engine at all.

……

The white Mercedes-Benz disappeared around the corner, and there was a guy standing at the entrance of the community, he was a private detective sent by Zhao Ke, and just now he used his mobile phone to take a few photos of the Mercedes-Benz car in a row.

However, there is nothing in the phone, and the street lights on both sides are clearly visible, so there is no reason why you can't photograph a Mercedes-Benz.

He stood there stupidly, pursed his lips, trembled with fright, and sent a message to Zhao Ke:

"I won't take your order, this kid is not normal."

Zhao Ke immediately called over to inquire about the situation, she was still working overtime, when the private detective sent the photo over and explained the situation, she was also stupid, this Guo slut was haunted by a ghost?

In other words, he was not a human being in the first place, but a ghost, a pervert.

The private detective would never lie to her, because he would charge 500,000 yuan for this order, and there was no reason to suddenly say that he would not do it.

She is a top student at Yale University, and she is also studying architectural science, where has she seen such a strange thing, she decided to see for herself, whether the cheap Taoist priest is dead or alive, whether he is a human or a ghost.

If a lowly Taoist priest is killed by a ghost, should she be happy or unhappy?

Could it be that only he can cure his own disease?

She had no intention of continuing the work at hand, put down her arrogant head again, and added Guo Jian's WeChat.

Waited for ten minutes and didn't respond.

……

The driver was still chattering, Guo Jian turned his head to look at him and asked, "Master, are you driving the wrong way?" ”

"How can it be wrong, I have been renting in this city for more than ten years, how can it be wrong? You tell me what's wrong? The taxi driver quibbled.

"Have I seen you anywhere?" Guo Jian asked.

"Have you seen it?" The driver turned his head to look at Guo Jian, asked with a strange smile, and didn't look at the road ahead.

The Mercedes had already pressed the yellow line and deviated to the opposite lane, and on the opposite side, a large truck was coming on.

Guo Jian grabbed the steering wheel and slammed it over, the Mercedes-Benz and the big truck passed by, and the distance between the two cars was less than one meter, and Guo Jian almost walked away at the ghost gate.

However, the driver did not panic at all.

", are you looking for death?" Guo Jian said angrily.

Guo Jian looked at the driver and tried to remember, where did he see this guy?

"Dude, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?" The driver asked.

"Do you believe it?"

"I believe it, because I am." The driver laughed.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and the speed limit in the urban area of 60 has been blasted to 100 yards.

"I remember, we met in Mr. Zhang's company, and you are the guy hiding behind the computer." Guo Jian said.

The driver was still smiling, "It should be!" ”

"You're his little brother?"

"So to speak."

"What do you want?" Guo Jian looked at the dashboard, the speed was already more than one hundred and fifteen, fortunately there were no vehicles here.

"I'll send you back to your hometown."

Guo Jian stretched out his head and looked at the back of the car, and under the illumination of the street lamp, he couldn't see the shadow of the car.

He touched the doorknob and picked it, a sad scene happened, the doorknob was directly cut off by him, he looked at the metal doorknob in his hand, pinched it hard, and deformed.

Grass mud horse, what about the luxury car that is good? Why is it like tofu dregs, it won't make me lose money, right?

If you look closely, what you are holding in your hand is actually a cardboard box shell.

In other words, this Mercedes-Benz is a paper hearse, and the driver said that the family sent it, maybe it was really true, and it was burned by the family.

A few hundred does not refer to a few million, but a few hundred, how expensive can a paper hearse be?

Guo Jian threw away the paper shell, stretched out two fingers in his right hand, this is the sword finger of the Taoist, he condensed the aura he usually accumulated in his fingertips, and prepared to strike.

At this time, a hoarse cry suddenly sounded in the back seat, and the female ghost was very brave to pounce on the driver, but it was obvious that she was not an opponent, and the driver grabbed her hair and pressed it on the steering wheel, and the driver's teeth were black and long, and she bit the female ghost violently.

Guo saw that the sword finger in his right hand gathered qi and poked at the driver's head, and a sharp scream pierced the night sky, and the driver was hit and flew out of the left door.

Guo Jian's feet stomped on the bottom of the car, and he stomped out two big holes in a few feet, and his feet fell to the ground, the quality of this paper-tied Mercedes-Benz is really poor.

His black leather shoes rubbed and rubbed on the ground involuntarily......

Devil's pace!

When the soles of the shoes grinded out a mushy smell, they actually forced the high-speed hearse to stop, the speed was not so fast, everything was an illusion, and the car was very light.