Wen Zhong looked at the text message in his hand with an uncertain expression on his face.
After thinking for a moment, he glanced at the corner of the night market again, and then dialed Li Ruohan's number using his satellite phone.
"Beep...beep...beep..."
No one heard.
Wen Zhong called several other people one after another, but only a busy signal came from the phone.
"Isn't it normal for a haunted house to have ghosts?" Wen Zhong felt that this was not a prank played by Li Ruohan on a whim. "Why did you text me instead of calling the police?"
He is not so narcissistic that just one text message sent at night can make Li Ruohan unconditionally believe that he can help him.
He felt that this was most likely a joke. At this moment, the corner of the night market was still empty, which was in sharp contrast to the heat around him. If nothing else happened, the braised pork stall would probably not appear tonight.
Wen Zhong made a call to the headquarters. If it was really haunted, it would be useless no matter how many ordinary police officers went there.
After explaining the specific situation and being laughed at by Lin Yu, he asked Lin Yu for the floor plan of the haunted house in the city center.
After making the phone call, Wen Zhong squatted on the side of the road. Li Ruohan's concerned eyes in the afternoon came to mind. He recalled all the things that happened in school in the past. Wen Zhong sighed. He was not a cold-blooded person.
After walking out of the night market, Wen Zhong stood on the side of the road. He decided to spend a lot of money and take a taxi to the amusement park.
After a while, a taxi stopped directly beside him.
Wen Zhong opened the car door and said, "Master, go to the amusement park in the city center."
After saying that, he threw out a red note. The driver accepted the note with a smile and said, "No problem, let's go now."
Sitting in the car, Wen Zhong rolled down the window. He looked at his hands and was a little confused. He didn't know when there was some red paint on them. At this moment, there was a buzzing sound, and the satellite phone in his pocket It started ringing.
"Is it Wen Zhong?"
Lin Yu's tired voice came from the other side of the phone.
"What's wrong?" Wen Zhong asked with raised eyebrows.
"Things seem a bit..." Lin Yu's voice suddenly became much softer, "...complicated."
"What, is it a supernatural incident?"
As soon as these words came out, the driver's ears in front perked up, and his eyes looked at the front view mirror significantly faster.
Lin Yu said: "I'm afraid yes, according to the information left by the former person in charge of Da'an City, supernatural events did occur there."
"And it's filed in the unresolved incident file."
The person in charge of Da'an City has not solved the file. Wen Zhong's head started to hurt again. It was really a supernatural event, and it could even make a person in charge fail.
"Tell me the details."
"Terror level C, code name, ghost woman." Lin Yu said slowly, as if reading the information, "Nothing from the killing rules to the prevention methods is stated in the information."
Wen Zhong frowned. He already knew a code name and an unreliable terror level, but he couldn't tell the rest after just asking.
"Wait a moment while I send the information to you for your own review." Lin Yu didn't interrupt much this time, and hung up the phone after sending the information to Wen Zhong.
Looking at the information sent by Lin Yu, Wen Zhong fell into silence again. For some reason, he always felt that Lin Yu's tone when he called just now was a little strange...
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Move the time back a little.
After separating from Wen Zhong in the afternoon, Fang Dezhao, Li Mu, Gu He, Huang Taizi, Zhang Zhiqing, and Li Ruohan, a total of six people, arrived at the city center amusement park.
"Would you like to go see the float parade first? There are only two parades every day, and the time is just right." The person who spoke was Fang Dezhao. The smile on his face seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness of meeting Wen Zhong in the afternoon.
"Okay." Li Mu responded, "Ruohan, what do you think?"
"I can do it." Li Ruohan looked a little cold.
The reason why she agreed to attend this party was because Li Mu told her that Wen Zhong would also come, but who would have thought that Wen Zhong did not show up and Fang Dezhao came out instead.
She is not a fool and understands that she was betrayed by her good best friend Li Mu.
He was angry, but for the sake of other students, Li Ruohan agreed, and secretly made up his mind to reduce his contacts with Li Mu in the future.
Several people were walking in the amusement park, watching the fireworks in the sky, and following a huge procession consisting of floats, various animation cosplayers, and dancers parading through the amusement park.
The atmosphere was lively, and there were even staff handing out candy and amusement park mascots performing acrobatics in the crowd.
Soon the parade ended and the teams dispersed.
Several people felt that they were still a little unfinished, but Li Ruohan seemed a little absent-minded.
At this time, Prince Huang suddenly stood up and said, "Brother Fang, you're already here. It would be a big loss if you don't go to the central haunted house."
Fang Dezhao heard this and patted Prince Huang on the shoulder.
Then he showed a troubled expression: "Xiao Huang, your suggestion is good, but the girl's situation must also be taken into consideration. Xiao Mu, are you right?"
"Squad leader, what are you talking about? Don't underestimate us girls." Li Mu responded, pretending that he couldn't stand Fang Dezhao's provocation.
Seeing this, Fang Dezhao nodded with satisfaction and looked at the other people, as if seeking their opinions.
"I have no problem, squad leader." Gu He quickly raised his hands.
Not to mention Prince Huang, this was what he originally proposed.
Zhang Zhiqing, who had been silent at this time, said: "Let's forget it. You may not know that this haunted house was once a cemetery."
"It is said that the souls of people who died in vain are still imprisoned inside." Zhang Zhiqing paused, "And it's this time, and the haunted house will no longer entertain tourists."
If I hadn't been there, I would have really fooled you.
Fang Dezhao sneered in his heart: A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. Who would invite you if it weren't for the fact that we live in the same dormitory?
Fang Dezhao thought so in his heart, but said: "Don't worry Zhiqing, I know the supervisor here. Just say hello to him for such a small matter."
Seeing Fang Dezhao say this, the others did not want to disgrace him, so they had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Li Ruohan didn't listen to what Fang Dezhao was saying at all. She was holding her mobile phone and reading the text message Wen Zhong sent in the afternoon, with a smile in her cold eyes.
It wasn't that she didn't reply to Wen Zhong's message on purpose, but she didn't know what to reply to.
"Ruohan, I'm talking to you."
Seeing Li Ruohan looking at her phone in a trance, Li Mu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Li Ruohan quickly put the phone away and returned to his usual calm state.
"The monitor asked you if you want to go to the haunted house."
"Just go." Li Ruohan looked away, hiding the disgust deep in his eyes.
In this way, a group of six people walked towards the haunted house. At this time, a bright moon hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on the ground, as if guiding them in the direction of the haunted house...
