Chapter 24: Zhang Wei is my son

"Ye Chen? Where are you? Yang Jian's voice rang on the other end of the phone.

At this time, Ye Chen was worried about how to solve his own problems, but after thinking about it, he replied: "Zhang Wei and I are in the Internet café downstairs in his house, what's wrong?" ”

The phone was subconsciously placed next to his right ear, and from the mirror, he could clearly see that the grimace that hung on his shoulder was exactly the same as his own, and his eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping.

"I'd like to ask you if you know anything about ghosts?" Yang Jian said.

Hearing this, Ye Chen paused, and then said: "I know something, but it's not much more than you, don't you have the mobile phone that Zhou Zheng gave you in your hand, what you learned from there must be more comprehensive than me, if you want to know anything, I suggest you start to understand from here." ”

Of course, Ye Chen would not be stupid enough to blow up that he was a traverser, there were too many things involved in this, and the impact was also very great, no matter what, he would not say that he was a traverser.

Yang Jian on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, as if he sensed something, he did know a lot from the people on the other side of the satellite phone that Zhou Zheng gave him.

But he still felt that Ye Chen was not as simple as he appeared.

And when he got home, he endured the erosion of the ghost eye in the middle of the night, and the pain kept him awake at night.

He realized that he was no longer an ordinary person, but a ghost rider, and the lifespan of the ghost rider was very short, in other words, Yang Jian he would not live long.

"Dad, why don't you turn on the lights when you read the newspaper? It's not good for the eyes. ”

A moment later, Yang Jian's voice rang on the other end of the phone, and then Ye Chen heard the sound of Yang Jian walking around, as well as the movement of pressing the switch.

But as soon as he heard the words that his father was reading the newspaper, Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, "Hasn't Yang Jian found out that it is not his father, but a newspaper ghost?" Should I remind him now, then how should I remind him, should I just tell him that your father is already dead? ”

Ye Chen thought psychologically, "No, this sentence is not good, in case it is misunderstood by Yang Jian, then my relationship with him is likely to be stiff because of this, this is not what I want to see, but I can't know and sit still, yes, let him call the operator Liu Xiaoyu." ”

Thinking about it, Ye Chen quickly said to the phone: "Yang Jian, you still need to find out what you want to know through the phone number left by Zhou Zheng, I still have some things to deal with for the time being, and I will contact you later." ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Yang Jian heard it or not, Ye Chen hung up the phone.

Then his gaze rested on the black, bruised, corpse-stained grimace that fell over his shoulder.

At this time, Yang Jian heard Ye Chen's words and hung up his phone, and immediately frowned, "Ye Chen should still be deliberately hiding something, since he doesn't say it, then he can only change the method, such as the operator Liu Xiaoyu, she said Interpol.. It seems like a good idea, too. ”

Soon, he picked up the satellite phone and called Liu Xiaoyu.

It's just that at this time, he saw that his father had come to his room at some point, but the newspaper in his hand was still in front of his face, and this scene made him feel a little strange.

"Dad, when did you come? Why don't you walk with a sound? Yang Jian hadn't noticed anything yet, and said casually.

At this time, Liu Xiaoyu's voice rang on the other end of the phone: "Hey, why are you so unqualified, just hang up my phone casually!" ”

"A woman's yelling is not qualified, right?" Yang Jian said lightly.

“......”

Later, Yang Jian learned some things about the ghost rider and Interpol through Liu Xiaoyu.

It's just that Ye Chen doesn't have time to care about these things for the time being.

Ye Chen continued to wait in the toilet for half an hour.

After making sure that there was nothing unusual about the ghost behind him who looked exactly like him, he was even more sure of his previous thoughts.

"After this period of observation, this ghost should be the ghost that the SMS ghost asked me to control, as for why it looks exactly like me, I'm not sure what the reason is for the time being, but fortunately, no one can see this ghost except me, and it won't affect my normal life."

"And the message that you want to replace yourself is the only thing I can't figure out at the moment, at least it will take time to understand." Ye Chen took a deep breath, glanced at the strange scene in the mirror again, and then walked out of the toilet.

"The next thing I want to do is to find a way to make some money first, at least to save enough gold to prepare for the future, and it is very unsafe to put human skin paper on my body like this, I must build a gold container and seal it, and I can't use it until I have to."

In a short period of time, Ye Chen determined his next purpose.

It's just that as soon as he leaves the toilet, there is no reflection from the mirror.

Guan Grimace, which naturally fell on his shoulder, suddenly shook, and then opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were full of evil and weirdness, looking at Ye Chen, who had not yet noticed this, revealing a trace of a mad smile.

After walking out of the toilet, Ye Chen returned to the original private room.

I saw Zhang Wei sitting in front of the computer with a depressed face, powerlessly controlling the mouse and keyboard.

Ye Chen said suspiciously: "Didn't you eat another handful of chicken?" ”

In addition to eating chicken, Ye Chen really couldn't think of anything else that would make Zhang Wei so depressed.

"Damn, there was a finalist just now, I don't know which turtle son pulled the electric switch of the Internet café, which caused the power outage, and I missed a handful of chickens!" Zhang Wei scolded directly.

"Power off?" When Ye Chen heard Zhang Wei say this, he suddenly remembered that when he had just tried the Ghost Domain, he was not familiar with it for the first time, so... In fact, he caused the power outage.

But he certainly wouldn't say it was from a pleading.

He just shook his head and said he was helpless.

Zhang Wei suddenly stopped looking at the operation in his hand, turned his head and looked at Ye Chen with a strange look: "Anyway, what kind of did you pull, it took almost two hours?" ”

“...... I'm not pulling. Ye Chen said.

“？？？” Zhang Wei looked puzzled.

"It's loneliness."

"You think you're humorous?"

Before I knew it, another hour passed with the boring conversation between the two.

Ye Chen tried to play two handfuls of chicken, but found that he really couldn't get started, either landing into a box or being shot in the head, so he simply stopped playing and lay on the table and squinted for a while.

And Zhang Wei is still continuing for his goal of eating chicken.

That's when it happened.

Three men in police uniforms suddenly entered the private room where they were.

"You are Zhang Wei? Come with us. One of the tall men took out his ID and put it in front of Zhang Wei and said.

Zhang Wei said without hesitation: "You recognize the wrong person, my name is Yang Jian, and Zhang Wei is my son." ”

"Don't quibble, you are Zhang Wei for the ID card registration of the Internet café, let's go." The tall man continued.

Ye Chen, who was lying on his stomach, only felt a little familiar when he heard these words, and then immediately woke up.

But what he didn't see was that the grimace behind him actually opened his eyes again, and stared at the tall man with the papers.