Such a close distance really startled Song Jiang. This was not the first time he had seen a ghost, so even though he was scared to death, he didn't make a sound...
At this time, the elevator door opened again, and the woman walked out slowly. Song Jiang was relieved. Unexpectedly, he heard Meng Zhe say in the next second, "Get out, which floor do you plan to sit on?"
Only then did Song Jiang discover that Meng Zhe's family actually lived on the same floor as the female ghost, so he had no choice but to step out of the elevator, and then watched the female ghost whose heart had been ripped out slowly walk into the neighbor's door. …
"What's going on!?" Song Jiang asked in a low voice.
Meng Zheti sniffed, then a chill flashed in his eyes and said, "Go in first and then talk..."
Song Jiang really didn't expect that he would encounter a ghost on the first day he moved back to the mansion. Although Meng Zhe didn't say anything, it could be seen from his disgusted expression that the other party should not be easy to deal with.
Early the next morning, when Song Jiang and Meng Zhe came home from work, they happened to meet the man of their neighbor's house who was going to work. When the other party saw Meng Zhe, he was slightly surprised and said, "Xiao Meng? Long time no see..."
Although Meng Zhe no longer remembered that he knew the other party, he still said politely, "Ah, I went out to do some errands some time ago... Are you going to work?!"
The man walked towards the elevator and said with a wry smile, "Yeah... I got up a little late. I won't talk anymore. If we talk anymore, I will be late."
Song Jiang took a closer look at the man and found that his face was extremely dark. When he passed by them, he actually had a faint odor on his body.
After seeing the elevator door closed, Song Jiang turned to look at Meng Zhe and said, "I also smell the evil smell."
Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe snorted softly, "That's the smell, okay?"
When Song Jiang heard this, he immediately looked disgusted, "Hey... why is this happening?! This big brother didn't take good care of himself before going out..."
But Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "He shouldn't be able to smell it... because it smells like corpse."
Song Jiang was stunned and said, "Should we go in and see what's going on?"
After hearing this, Meng Zhe glanced at the door next door and said in a deep voice, "The time has not come yet... We will wait and see."
Seeing that Meng Zhe was so secretive, Song Jiang thought there was some mystery in it. But when he went back to the house, he asked Meng Zhecai, "You are breaking into a private house now, okay? When that guy comes back at night, let's find another opportunity to go in and take a look." Let’s see.”
After hearing this, Song Jiang deliberately teased, "I saw you were pretty fierce when you jumped off the back wall of the school? Why are you giving up now?!"
"Are you stupid? Is there a corpse in the school? If you see a corpse next door, will you report it to the police? What should you say if you call the police!?" Meng Zhe said angrily.
When Song Jiang heard the same thing, he curled his lips and said, "Do you still remember the last name of your neighbor?"
Meng Zhe shook his head and said, "I basically have no impression of him... Just call the property management company later and ask."
"Why me?" Song Jiang said with some dissatisfaction.
Meng Zhe smiled and said, "Now that you eat and live with me... you have to show your worth, right?"
"You..." Song Jiang was suddenly shocked and couldn't say a word.
So that afternoon, Song Jiang, as Meng Zhe's assistant, asked the property management company for the contact information and some basic information of the neighbor next door... The unlucky-looking guy they met in the morning was called Zhang Haisheng, a middle-level manager of a venture capital company. The leader, her wife Zhou Shiting works at home, but the real estate agent can’t tell her exactly what kind of work she does. She is probably half a housewife.
Song Jiang looked at the basic information of the two couples, then turned to ask Meng Zhe, "The one we met in the elevator this morning..."
"It should be Zhou Shiting." Meng Zhe said in a deep voice.
After hearing this, Song Jiang said thoughtfully, "Do you think Zhang Haisheng accidentally killed Zhou Shiting when he was quarreling with her?! Then he hid the body at home?!"
Meng Zhe thought for a while and said, "If Zhou Shiting was really killed by Zhang Haisheng, then he should have thought of a more appropriate way to dispose of the body, because anyone with a sound mind would not be able to hide the body at home...besides. , have you ever seen anyone who accidentally killed someone who accidentally ripped out the other person's heart?!"
"The smell on his body is so strong, I don't believe that he can't smell it at all?" Song Jiang said in confusion.
"What do you know? Haven't you heard of ghosts covering their eyes?! The smell on his body must be from the corpse..." Meng Zhe stopped mid-sentence.
Song Jiang was curious for a moment and asked, "What about the corpse?"
"Have had close contact..." Meng Zhe said deliberately every word.
Song Jiang felt his stomach churn and he almost vomited it out. When Meng Zhe saw this, he smiled evilly and said, "Would you like me to describe it to you in detail..."
When Song Jiang heard this, he covered his mouth and said, "Okay, okay, stop talking... I know what's going on."
Although Meng Zhe said that he would wait until Zhang Haisheng returned home, Song Jiang was always worried, fearing that the female ghost whose heart had been ripped out would walk through the wall and come to their house as a guest...
Unexpectedly, the two of them didn't even wait for Zhang Haisheng until it got dark. Song Jiang said anxiously, "It's almost time for us to take over. When will Zhang Haisheng come home?!"
Meng Zhe was not in a hurry at all. He glanced at the time and said, "Call Lao Xu and tell him that we can't go there tonight!"
"Ah? Isn't this bad? After all, I am still getting paid..." Song Jiang said reluctantly.
"Hit you if you are told..." Meng Zhe said impatiently.
Unexpectedly, Lao Xu didn't say a word about their miners' affairs on the phone today, and even said to Song Jiang attentively, "If you need anything, you can call me at any time."
This made Song Jiang instantly feel like he was hugging the lap of a "tyrannical president".
Song Jiang had to admit that Zhang Haisheng was really a workaholic. The two of them waited at home until after one o'clock in the morning before they heard the sound of the elevator coming from outside the door. When they went out, they saw Zhang Haisheng coming out of the house smelling of alcohol. Walking out of the elevator...
"Huh? Xiao Meng!? You... are so late, why... aren't you resting yet?" Zhang Haisheng said with a big tongue.
Meng Zhe smiled after hearing this and said, "Brother Zhang, there is something I want to talk to you about. Do you think it is convenient for you to come to my house now?"
After hearing this, Zhang Haisheng glanced at the door of his room and wanted to refuse, but when he saw that Meng Zhe's attitude was obviously troublesome, he rubbed his face hard and said, "Okay... then I'll come to your house to ask for a cup of tea." drink."
