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Wen Hao racked his brains and couldn't figure it out, and said that the mirror with good looks for Mao would be broken?

But one thing is clear, he's going to lose money......

Thinking of this, the young man's heart was like thousands of divine beasts running by, and his face was like a vegetable.

In fact, Xu Le never fined him from beginning to end, but the fledgling teenager always likes to add drama to himself, and in his spare time, he becomes a savior in front of his beloved girl, and they occasionally use his not very mature head to try to substitute the boss's thinking mode...... The results are ironic.

It was as if now, he easily convinced himself with the sentence "Yes, the mirror is crushed by clothes, and it's none of my business......", and then sat back at the counter with peace of mind, looking at the crowded street, and continued to make up some strange things. For example, being "Shenhao system", and then crazy slapping his ex-girlfriend in the face, especially paying attention to details.

As for whether there is a girlfriend or not, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to make up for a while.

A philosopher once said that if there are difficulties, you must go up, and if there are no difficulties, you must also go up if you create difficulties!

While his head was thinking about it, the boy noticed that there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and when he looked closely, it seemed that he was running towards the back.

After asking, I found out that I didn't know what was going on in the back street, and it was quite a big noise.

The young man had no intention of joining in the excitement, smacked his lips, and then crouched on the desk and continued to wander. At this time, he had already made up for the bridge of stepping on the rich second generation to punch the little hooligans, his thoughts were like springs, and his thoughts were like a heine, and he couldn't stop at all.

The boy didn't know that when he was messing around, the street behind him had already fried the pot.

In front of a billiard hall that is not very large, two police cars are parked at this time, the police lights on the roof of the car are flashing, and the onlookers are standing in the distance, pointing and pointing at this side, and the atmosphere is warm.

Several police officers maintained order in the distance.

In front of the car, a young man was explaining something to the police.

The man is the night cashier of this billiard hall, and he should have been blowing the heater in front of the counter to tease the girl, but now he is a little confused, because there is a corpse lying in front of him.

The deceased was dressed in a denim shirt, with slightly longer hair, a slightly emaciated figure, and his whole body was stained with blood, as if he had been soaked in a dye vat, red from head to toe. The deceased's left forearm was severed off by a sharp weapon, which was shocking.

The waiter recognized this person.,It's the game maniac who lives upstairs.,I used to say hello.,The impression is pretty good.,Yesterday I smoked together and scolded the boss.。 I didn't expect that after only one night, heaven and man would be separated, it was like a dream.

When he watched the police carry the bloody man down a few minutes ago, the waiter was really stunned.

After a brief understanding of the situation, the police officer who led the team frowned when he saw that there were more and more onlookers, asked the waiter to retreat, and asked someone to pretend to be a corpse and go home. I've seen everything I need to see, and staying here is just a matter of onlookers.

"How is it, have you found anything?" After the car started, the captain looked at several subordinates with inquiring eyes, but he didn't really have much hope in his heart. It has been said a long time ago that there is a discovery, and it is impossible to stay until now.

Sure enough, I saw that the little police officer who was surveying the scene pushed his glasses, and stopped talking: "There are no traces of prying open doors and windows, and there are all kinds of signs that there has never been a second person in the room from beginning to end, do you think it will be...... Suicide?"

The captain glanced at him: "Have you ever seen someone who killed himself call the police?"

As soon as these words came out, the entire carriage was silent, and the atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

Yes, they were notified by their superiors to go to the police, and the victim called the police station.

From the telephone description, it can be seen that the victim was being attacked by the killer when he made the call, and the situation was very urgent.

Hurry up or be a step too late, and by the time they arrived, the deceased had already died completely and his body was cold.

However, after an inspection, it was surprising to find that the situation at the scene was completely different from what was imagined, and no one had ever entered the victim's room, which was really surprising.

What's even more bizarre is that there are indeed traces of a fight at the scene, but it is more appropriate to say that the traces are a struggle than that of the victim himself, because from beginning to end, there is only information about him.

"Could it be that the murderer is himself?"

Seeing the captain glaring at him, the little police officer was a little aggrieved: "Lao Luo said the same thing." ”

Lao Luo is a forensic doctor in the bureau, who has been practicing for decades and is very professional.

Through the direction of the wound incision and the knife holding technique, Lao Luo judged that the injuries on the victim's body were most likely caused by himself. Of course, this statement was refuted by the captain on the spot, who would knife himself when he knew that he would die?

What an attachment to death!

The most important thing is to commit suicide, and call the police before committing suicide, what kind of mentality is this? Not to mention that the little police officer can't figure it out, the captain is also confused.

"Let's go back and find out the deceased's social relations first, and see if we can start from this aspect, and the people who have been in the billiard hall during that time will check it out, and call up the main road monitoring ......" The captain began to assign tasks, and everyone nodded and wrote it down.

"By the way, contact the police station and pass over the phone recording, I want to know what he said on the phone at that time. "The phone calls of the police station are all recorded, and in many cases, the case is even solved through that phone call, and this clue must not be broken.

Wen Hao didn't realize that something was wrong until half an hour later.

The reason was that a customer came to buy milk tea and asked him why there was a cup on the counter, whether someone else bought it and didn't take it. Wen Hao picked it up and shook it, only to find that the milk tea in the cup was still full, but it was already cold......

This cup of milk tea is Uncle Ming's.

Wen Hao clearly remembered that Uncle Ming had drunk it all before......

Looking at the night outside the store, Wen Hao suddenly felt a little cool behind him.

Shaking his head and throwing away the messy thoughts in his mind, Wen Hao carefully opened the lid and took a sip.

"Phew!"

As soon as he took a sip, Wen Hao's face changed drastically, and he couldn't wait to spit it out, where is this milk tea, it's clearly swill!

The taste is as light as water, but also slightly bitter, and when you drink it, your nose is filled with a rotten breath, which makes people sick.

Hurriedly threw the milk tea into the trash can outside the store, Wen Hao hurriedly ran back to rinse his mouth, and only after doing this did he return to the counter and sit down, snorting and panting.

At this time, he thought of a folk saying.

Legend has it that ghosts only suck the essence of food when they eat, but they don't eat the food itself, so after the ghost eats what humans worship, the food itself will not decrease, but if it loses its essence, it will be tasteless, and people will not eat it again.

"Could it be that Uncle Ming ......" Thinking of Uncle Ming's strange appearance today, Wen Hao couldn't help but tremble, if it was true......

This incident was confirmed when he got off work, and judging from the time, when Uncle Ming came to find him, he was already dead.

When passing by the door of the billiard hall, Wen Hao's eyes were red, he really didn't expect that he just invited two cups of milk tea, and others didn't forget to remind himself that although he didn't know why he didn't look in the mirror until now, he had decided not to look at it from now on.

Looking at Wen Hao's departing back, at the corner of the street, a certain black shadow sighed, and was about to say something, but when he heard a "whoosh", the black shadow was pulled into the mirror by a snow-white arm. Before being pulled into the mirror completely, you can see the dark figure in the denim shirt, with fear written on his face......

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At one o'clock in the morning, the moon was like frost.

After Xu Le came out of the headquarters of Nan's Group, he got into the car arranged for him by Nan Zhendong.

There is nothing to say about this night's experience, it is nothing more than that Nan Zhendong knew that he was the master invited by Team Leader Wang, and he was so shocked that he knelt down for the uncle, and Xu Le said that the cloud was light and light. As a low-key beautiful man, he is not interested in this kind of pretending to slap his face, but just symbolically laughing at a few words. And in the matter of mocking people, the old way's assists are remarkable. But for Xu Le, this kind of thing is quite boring, so it's okay not to mention it.

The headquarters of the Nan Group is not haunted, but it has indeed been in before, and Xu Le can see the clues from it. At this point, no ghost came up, Xu Le left impatiently, at this point in time, his daughter was going to come out to brush up on experience, how could he have time to accompany Nan Zhendong to play there.

In order to reassure Nan Zhendong, Xu Le had to do something on his clothes, saying that it could prevent the little ghost from making trouble, so he also caught a ghost to demonstrate, seeing that the ghost really couldn't get close, Nan Zhendong was relieved.

The art of "igniting" is a small means, as the name suggests, that is, after the things are ignited, they are used for self-defense. When he went out of the customs for the first time, Xu Le lit everything in the house, and all socks and trousers were on the list. At that time, his house was a hell of ears and nose for ghosts, and he didn't have to do anything when he came in, and the ghosts were just gone.

But in this world, because of the relationship between his daughter and the special family environment, in order to avoid unnecessary accidental injury, Xu Le only made a few pieces of his clothes, which can be regarded as a habit. It was impossible for him to put on some of the clothes for his daughter until he was sure if she was a ghost in the real sense, and since the black cat came, this plan was naturally completely put on hold.

Compared to the big evil art of slapping the soul into an object, the art of ignition is simply pediatric, but it is more expensive than practical.

Xu Le's place of getting off the bus was not in front of his house, but outside the bubble tea shop.

After saying goodbye to the driver's brother, he pushed open the door of the store, walked to the hanger without squinting, took off his coat, and then looked at the cracked mirror below, frowning.

During the whole process, there was no superfluous movement, not even the lights were turned on, as if he had known that there was such a mirror.

And that's exactly the case, the things that have been lit are inextricably linked to the body, and when there is a situation, he can instantly know it thousands of miles away, and the anti-theft function is extremely strong!

He had already sensed the situation in the bubble tea shop before, but because the fluctuations were very small, he didn't pay attention to it, but in line with the idea of carefully sailing the ship for ten thousand years, he still came over to take a look, but he didn't expect it to be a mirror, which was really unexpected.

But in this way, it also made him sit down with the thoughts in his heart and breathe a sigh of relief. If it's just a mirror demon, it's not to be afraid.

After putting on his coat, Xu Le was about to go out, but he heard a coquettish voice from outside the house: "Bold little ghost, let go of Miss Ben quickly, otherwise you will knock out your front teeth!"

Hearing this voice, Xu Le's mind instantly jumped out of the picture of a little guy standing on the bridge with a leather whip in his hand, and shouting at the female ghost under the bridge in a majestic manner, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

After reacting, Xu Le's face turned pale and he quickly jumped out of the store.

Since dealing with the prefecture, not to mention the ghost, those executives of the prefecture are polite when they see Xu Beibei, Xu Le can't imagine that anyone else dares to be so bold and dare to break ground on his daughter's head!

Thinking like this, Xu Le floated into the air silently and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

After seeing what was happening, his face sank instantly.

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Last night, I fell asleep on the keyboard while writing, and I dreamed that Xiuxian broke out for 10 chapters, and I woke up and saw the beginning of only a few hundred words, and I almost burst into tears, don't hit me o>

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