"Click."

A photo was sent to Bai Ye's phone.

Bai Ye sat on the sofa in Mao Xianmin's office, and after reading it, he smiled and patted Mao Xianmin's head who knelt under his jeans and said, "It's done." ”

Mao Xianmin's throat moved, and he swallowed his saliva with a "grunt": "So fast? ”

"......" Bai Ye said with a dark face: "If you dislike the fast time, we can add the clock." ”

"No, no, no, I'm kidding!"

Mao Xianmin grinned, if she added another bell, she would have to have laryngitis for two days.

She reached out and took the mobile phone in Bai Ye's hand, and saw the photo of Chen Xingjun before he died.

Chen Xingjun died a miserable death, he was hit beyond recognition by the heavy truck, his body was torn apart by the huge impact, his bones were twisted, and the blood stained the ground around him, forming a shocking red.

The heavy truck was parked not far away, and there were still traces of his life under the tires.

"Alas!"

Seeing Mao Xianmin, he was a little unbearable.

Bai Ye smiled and said, "I really let you guess correctly, sister-in-law, do you know what Chen Xingjun is desperately raising money for during this time?" ”

Mao Xianmin asked curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

"you!"

Mao Xianmin: "??? ”

Bai Ye laughed and said, "Chen Xingjun is going to take the money, ask a powerful killer to kill you, and then inherit your inheritance as your husband and get back some of the shares of Shunyang property." ”

Mao Xianmin: "......"

She still sympathizes with Chen Xingjun's tragic death, she didn't expect this dog thing to be so unhuman, and she still wants to find a killer and kill his wife?

Bah!

Such a person, he deserves to die!

"Kill me...... He doesn't need that much money, does he? ”

"In addition to killing you, there is another purpose - to raise political donations for Kim Jae-beom, the three major presidential candidates in South Korea, and to prepare to use government influence to forcibly regain control of the Soonyang clique."

"Reasonable!"

Mao Xianmin nodded.

Although even if Kim Jae-beom, who Chen Xingjun gave a large amount of political donations, is in power, it is estimated that there is no way to do anything about the Shunyang Group acquired by the tripartite alliance of Osborne, Samsung, and JB Group, but this is almost the only hope for Chen Xingjun's waste.

He can't make a lot of money like Chen Daojun with his talent, and he also boasted that Haikou wanted to buy Shunyang Group.

"Chen Xingjun wants to inherit Ling's inheritance, it is estimated that there is no way, but it is reasonable for you to inherit his inheritance now." Bai Ye said: "Chen Xingjun's will, I have read it for you, after he died, all the property in his name was left to your son. ”

"You're not going to give me a penny?" Mao Xianmin sneered and said, "Look, I'll just say that he never regarded me as his wife." ”

"It doesn't matter, maybe he didn't expect him to die so early, right? My son is not yet an adult, and until then, his property is at the disposal of me, a mother, and what is the difference between giving it to me? ”

Bai Ye: "So, the rest of the property is just that, you can dispose of it at your own discretion, but about the shares of Shunyang Property, sell part of it to Miracle Investment, and by the way, finance some of it, understand?" ”

After Chen Xingjun's death, the most valuable asset in his hands was 23% of the shares of Shunyang Property, and with these shares, Miracle Investment relatively controlled Shunyang Group, and the dust settled.

"Understood."

Mao Xianmin is still very well-behaved.

……

Chen Xingjun's death did not cause too many waves, it was just a drunk driver who caused a traffic accident.

In fact, this world is dominated by power, and money with power can be converted into power, but with only money and no power, then you are a pig to be slaughtered.

If Chen Xingjun still controls the Shunyang Group, then he was hit and killed by a car, which will definitely cause an uproar and trigger all kinds of conspiracy theories and conjectures.

The current word...... Died in obscurity.

Just like at the beginning, Chen Daojun, who competed with Chen Xingjun for the position of the heir of Shunyang Group, was only one step away from the chairman of Shunyang Group, but wasn't he also hit by a heavy truck and killed on the side of the road, and was soon forgotten by everyone?

Just when Bai Ye was communicating with Mao Xianmin, in a building opposite Shunyang Building, thick smoke was billowing and the flames were soaring, and there was obviously a fire.

"Xiba, it won't spread to us, will it?"

Mao Xianmin was startled, walked quickly to the floor-to-ceiling window, and nervously observed the fire opposite.

The fire spread rapidly, the smoke obscured the sky, and the flames reflected half of the sky.

The flames are blazing, and the heart is palpitating.

The fire truck roared, and the firefighters quickly launched a rescue operation, wearing fireproof clothing and holding fire extinguishing equipment, and rushed to the sea of fire.

Residents and passers-by stopped to watch and talk.

She also found a telescope.

"Oh Mo!"

Mao Xianmin suddenly saw a firefighter, holding a little girl, broke through the glass and jumped from the middle floor of the building.

Fortunately, the safety officer had a safety rope on him, and the two of them were suspended in the air.

The rest of the firefighters were rescuing, but the firefighter who was holding the child, the safety rope was also on fire and was burning little by little.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the safety rope was burned, and the firefighter fell rapidly from mid-air with the child in his arms.

"It's over, the firefighter is dead."

Mao Xianmin looked regretful.

"Jin Zihong! No! ”

The colleague next to him shouted in disbelief at the firefighter who fell to the ground.

Jin Zihong landed on his back.

He gasped for breath as if he had been suffocated and then regained his breath, glad that he had fallen from such a high place, and he was not dead.

"Am I alive? Great, great! ”

The little girl in Jin Zihong's arms was fine, and was quickly rescued and put into an ambulance.

Jin Zihong rolled over.

It's unbelievable to touch all over yourself.

"Are you really okay?"

Firefighters and paramedics came and went around him, but no one seemed to come to comfort him, the man who had just fallen from the sky.

"Jin Zihong!"

"Who's calling me?"

Jin Zihong looked back and saw a man and a woman dressed in black, standing opposite him, looking at him.

"Uncle! Little sister! Get out of there, it's dangerous! ”

Jin Zihong shouted anxiously over there, but the two just looked at him, smiling silently, Jin Zihong's heart swelled with an inexplicable uneasiness, as if he realized something, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the place surrounded by firefighters on the side.

There, a familiar figure came into view, and he was momentarily stunned.

"Hurry up and get the stretcher! Stinky boy, hurry up! ”

"Brother Zihong!"

Jin Zihong was stunned.

The man lying on the ground seems to be him?

Jin Zihong's heartbeat accelerated instantly, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

He walked briskly to the area surrounded by firefighters, each step felt like walking on a knife edge, and his heart was full of fear and unease.

When he finally got closer and saw the person lying on the ground, his face instantly turned pale, it was indeed himself, lying on the ground, motionless, had lost the breath of life.

"Jin Zihong! How dare you jump down from there, aren't you afraid? The man in black walked over and teased.

The woman in black took out the workbook: "Falling down from a high place with a person in her arms, and dying heroically...... You are such a good person, Jin Zihong! Hey? Mr. Jin Zihong, you are actually a noble person with great merits? ”

"Noble?" The man in black snatched his work hand and said, "The last noble man was four hundred years ago, right, just this stupid stinky boy?" ”

"He's really!"

The woman in black said happily: "Mr. Jin Zihong, we are the Three Messengers of Hell, and we will escort you to the underworld and conduct seven trials in the next 49 days to defend you." ”

"I'm Li Dechun, the monthly messenger, and I'm an assistant. Please advise, it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Jin Zihong! ”

"I am the daily messenger to resolve grievances and guards." The man in black added: "As for why it is the Three Messengers of the Hades, but only the two of us came, it is because the other one is attending your funeral, which is the basic procedure, but I guess he is going to eat sacrifices, this habit is really weird, right?" ”

"What, a nobleman?"

Li Dechun subconsciously replied: "A noble person is a good person who has accumulated many lifetimes, his soul and life are very special, even in the underworld, he will encounter preferential treatment all the way." ”

But then she reacted, wasn't Jin Zihong asking just now?

Li Dechun reconciled his grievances and looked over, and what he saw was a smiling white night.

"You are also the messengers of hell under the Magu God?" Bai Ye asked with a smile.

What's the situation?

"This mortal, he can see us?" Li Dechun asked nervously, "Could it be that he is dying?" ”

"Not like that!" Xie Xie looked at Bai Ye a few times and said, "I guess it's an anomaly!" ”

Bai Ye: "Actually, I also know a messenger from the underworld, named Zhang Manyue, have you heard of it?" ”

"Solve the grievances, I seem to have heard of this Zhang Manyue, who changed cars with public funds, upgraded equipment with public funds, hindered reincarnation, and privately borrowed the underworld phone for ghosts, so that ghosts could call their families to make dreams, fill their own pockets, be bold, and lawless!" Li Dechun whispered: "If it weren't for the fact that the Magu God favored her and suppressed all these things, and put them on those of us who have no background, it would be enough to be tortured in the eighteenth layer of hell for thousands of years." ”

"......" Bai Ye was also speechless, no, Zhang Manyue, did you go so far? Even the entire underworld colleagues know your reputation for being greedy for money and lustful.

I'm too embarrassed to tell anyone that I know you.

"Okay, no matter who you are, it has nothing to do with us, we are just messengers of the underworld who escort special ghosts to hell, and we don't have any communication with the mortal world." Xie Wei said impatiently: "If you have something, then you'd better go to the Zhang Manyue you know, her De Luna Hotel is at the intersection of the Yin and Yang worlds, and it can not only deal with the affairs of the underworld, but also meddle in the affairs of the mortal world to a certain extent, which is a different responsibility from us." ”

Ignoring the white night, he grabbed Jin Zihong's arm and took him to the underworld.

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Jin Zihong seemed to suddenly react from the fact that he was dead, and he hurriedly shouted: "I can't die yet, my mother...... I can't leave my mom! ”

"Calm down, don't be afraid, your first death is like this, very strange and overwhelmed." According to the regulations, the deceased must not wander in the mortal world, and must immediately go down to the underworld, otherwise he will become a lonely ghost, a demon...... If you catch it, you'll be beaten to pieces. ”

Jin Zihong: "Then I'll leave as soon as I look at my mother, is it okay?" I have something to say to my mother! Let me see my mom one last time! ”

Li Dechun: "I'm sorry, but this is also against the rules. ”

"Liar...... What about liars! Jin Zihong said: "I just heard you say, you can borrow the underworld phone and let me call my family in my dream!" ”

"That's a full moon! She secretly carried the illegal operation of the underworld behind her back! Not the normal process! And she can do it, but that doesn't mean we can do it, and if we do, we will be punished very severely! Li Dechun said: "Mr. Jin Zihong, you have pity on us people, don't embarrass us!" ”

"Please, let me see my mother one last time, please!"

Li Dechun was very sympathetic to Jin Zihong, but it was obviously impossible for him to violate the rules of the underworld, so he could only reconcile his grievances and take Jin Zihong to forcibly go down to the underworld.

……

Since the departure of Shunyang Mansion, Bai Ye has gone to find Zhang Manyue.

Come to the De Luna Hotel.

"Wow."

The white night was frightened, and the once splendid Hotel de Luna's was now in shambles, almost in ruins.

Collapsed walls, broken windows, and broken furniture all tell the story of what happened here not long ago......

Kim Xianfei, Choi Seo-hee, and Ji Hyun-woo, the three clerks of the De Luna Hotel, are busy cleaning.

"Full Moon, what's going on here, has the S3 season started?" Bai Ye couldn't help but ask, he had nowhere to stay.

"I'm so angry!" Zhang Manyue was wearing a beige V-neck puff sleeve dress, her eyes were watery, like two bright pearls, reflecting a charming brilliance, on her skin, there seemed to be a layer of crystal brilliance flowing under the jade skin under the soft gelatin, she crossed her hands on her waist and said angrily: "There was a guest here just now, I just routinely asked, how did he die, who knew that he suddenly went crazy, and a sandstorm rolled up here, then of course I couldn't bear it, so I fought with him, who knew that this guy was quite powerful, I couldn't get him for a while, so I ...... That's it. ”

"There are even powerful ghosts that can make you deflated?" Bai Ye smiled.

Zhang Manyue pouted: "There are many powerful ghosts in this world who are more powerful than me, for example, the De Luna Hotel has a guest No. 13 who has been relying on him, and I have to be afraid of three points." ”

"President, president, the messenger of the underworld is here." Ji Xianyu hurriedly came over and said.

When Bai Ye looked over, he saw a man with a black hat gradually approaching.

"Why are you so late?" Zhang Manyue said dissatisfiedly: "The ghost who made trouble here just now, have you found out what is going on with him?" ”

After the accident, Zhang Manyue directly sent a message to the messenger of the underworld who was responsible for docking with the De Luna Hotel, asking him to help investigate the evil ghosts who were making trouble in the De Luna Hotel - Zhang Manyue's De Luna Hotel only accepts some special ghosts, and there are other messengers from the underworld in the jurisdiction, which are not completely independent, and many times, Zhang Manyue also has to work with the messenger of the underworld to solve the evil ghosts that are causing trouble in the jurisdiction.

The messenger of the underworld nodded, took out his work manual, and said: "I have found out, Jin Xiuhong, who was a helpful and good person before his death, was shot because the recruit's gun went off, and then he was buried alive by the captain and the recruit. ”

"Buried alive?" Zhang Manyue suddenly said: "No wonder he is so angry, and after becoming a ghost, he can even compete with me." ”

Among the many ways to die, burying alive is one of the most painful and horrific ways to die.

During the process of being buried alive, the victim experiences intense emotional experiences such as suffocation, panic, and despair.

As the oxygen is depleted, the body gradually loses its function and consciousness becomes blurred, and this feeling of helplessness and hopelessness can make people feel extremely crazy.

The psychological fear is greater than the pain of death.

There is no pain worse than true despair.

"However, even if you die a painful death, you can't demolish my De Luna Hotel as a vent!" Zhang Manyue clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait until I catch you, see if I don't tear you into eight pieces!" ”

"So, that's the way it is, a demon of this magnitude, once it causes chaos, it will cause a chain reaction, so next, we will send more people to find this evil ghost as soon as possible." The messenger of the underworld bowed lightly to Zhang Manyue, and then left.

"It's a bit of a coincidence." Bai Ye smiled: "I saw a firefighter before, in order to save a little girl who died, a trio of messengers from the underworld came to pick him up, saying that he was a nobleman, his name was Jin Zihong, and his younger brother seemed to be called Jin Xiuhong." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Manyue was stunned: "It can't be such a coincidence, the brothers are dead on their front and back feet?" ”

"There is an old saying in Huaxia that the hemp rope is broken in detail, and bad luck is found in the miserable." Bai Ye shrugged his shoulders: "Blessing is unparalleled, disaster is not a single line, maybe this is the bad luck of the brothers Jin Zihong and Jin Xiuhong." ”

"I'm so annoyed, I'm too lazy to think about it, so I went to sleep."

Zhang Manyue turned around and left.

"It just so happens that I also have the habit of taking a nap, why don't we go together?" Bai Ye followed Zhang Manyue with a smile.

That's it.

That's it.

It's done again.

Halfway through, Bai Ye stopped halfway, Zhang Manyue's cheeks were crimson, and her originally beautiful face was a little more delicate and charming, she gave Bai Ye a look: "It's all like this, what are you thinking?" ”

"Hmm...... I'm thinking that the righteous people in the Water Margin often take action with righteousness, and occasionally help the poor and save the people. Bai Ye thought: "If a little girl is kidnapped, calling Lu Zhishen is Brother Zhishen, and shouting Wu Song is Brother Wu Song, then what if it is shouting Shi Jin?" ”

Zhang Manyue blurted out: "Of course, it's to call Brother Shi Jin...... Wrong! ”

But it was too late, only to see the white night evil ghost smile wildly: "This is what you said!" ”

(End of chapter)