At night, it is silent.
Haojia Village.
In the courtyard of Mrs. Wang's house, Zhang Kewen, the captain of the criminal police team, was smoking a cigarette while two key members of the criminal investigation team were guarding the courtyard.
A young detective looked obviously a little angry.
"Captain Zhang, we are not allowed to investigate such a heinous case. This is too much."
The person who spoke was a young detective who had just graduated from the police academy a few years ago. Zhang Kewen admired his daring spirit and was promoted to the status of the detachment at a young age thanks to his support along the way.
"It's been a few days. What did they find?"
Another slightly older detective did not speak. He looked at Team Zhang who was squatting at the door smoking and asked, "Is the case here the same as the murder case back then?"
"It's made of those things again."
He didn't say the word, but the shape of his mouth showed that he meant "ghost".
Captain Zhang took a long puff of cigarette, nodded gloomily, and said, "It's been more than ten years."
"In recent years, my friends above have said that there are more and more cases related to them, the harm they cause is getting bigger and bigger, and the scope of their influence is getting wider and wider."
"Captain Zhang, I have always respected you, but there are some things I think you are wrong about. Any case must rely on materialist dialectical evidence."
The young detective had a righteous look on his face. It was obvious that he did not believe that there were ghosts in this world.
His outlook on life does not allow ghosts to appear!
"Xiao Li, there are some things you will know when you grow up."
The older detective smiled and did not refute Li Yang.
I remember when I was young, frivolous and ignorant, I was just like Li Yang, until that night...
Captain Zhang shook his head and said, "Okay, we just have to do our own thing these days."
"Also, no matter what happens or what situation you encounter, no one is allowed to act alone."
Although Li Yang was reluctant, he could only nod and agree.
In the yard, Mrs. Wang's house is a three-story building.
The living room nave on the first floor.
Two young people were arguing fiercely.
A young man's voice trembled because of his anger: "Li Wenshu, if you do this, you will kill a whole village of villagers. Do you have a good conscience?"
"No matter how many ordinary people die, it doesn't matter. Don't forget what is here. It is a ghost. There is even more than one ghost."
Li Shuwen was also not to be outdone. He slapped the table and shouted: "Understood, I'm telling you, if those two ghosts are really here, what does it mean to know?"
Hearing "those two ghosts" from Li Wenwen's mouth, Ming Ming's face changed and his aura obviously weakened.
"How could they be here? How could there be a disaster ghost here?"
"Haha..." Li Wenwen sneered and said, "You also know that those two ghosts are disaster ghosts!"
"Do you think the higher ups would agree to my doing this if there were no clues? Do you know what the two disaster ghosts mean to the higher ups?"
"Or in other words, do you know what kind of disaster the disaster ghost will cause once it gets out of control?"
"snort……"
"At that time, it won't be a matter of hundreds of villagers being killed or injured. The entire city and even the entire province will be in dire straits."
"Can you afford this consequence?"
Li Wenwen snorted coldly, turned to look at Lan Lan, who remained silent, and said, "Captain, I don't care what your relationship is with that villager, and I don't care either."
"But captain, you have to remember that you are protecting the safety of the country!"
Li Wenwen covered his face with a high hat, and his face turned a little pale.
"Haha... Those are suspected disaster ghosts. There are still two of them. Don't die easily."
Lan Lan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing two cute little tiger teeth and said, "If you die, I will be very happy!"
"you……"
Li Shuwen was so angry that he was trembling with anger at Lan Lan's words, and he was speechless for a moment.
"snort……"
Li Shuwen snorted and left the living room directly.
Watching Li Shuwen leave, he looked at Lan Lan and asked, "Captain, do you really want to do this?"
"How do a group of cowards who sit in a safe house all day know what a disaster ghost means, let alone there might be two here!"
"No, it should be three disaster ghosts!"
Lan Lan said calmly, as if the three disaster ghosts were just three mice in her eyes and were not worth mentioning.
But Ming Ming knew that it was not that Lan Lan was arrogant and ignorant of the heaven and earth, but that she had no feelings for a long time.
Fear, sadness, sadness, love...
She couldn't feel the most ordinary emotions. If she hadn't still had a heartbeat and breathing, she would have been no different from a ghost.
Hao's house, bedroom in Hao Ren's old house.
Hao Huai trembled and smoked one cigarette after another, with cigarette butts lying on the ground beside his feet.
Hao Huai said with a cry: "Hao Ren, are we going to die?"
The ghost knew that he just came back to attend a funeral, but not only did he end up being mourned by a ghost, but he actually broke into a ghost's nest.
"Come, let's analyze it."
Hao Ren took out a piece of white paper, spread it out on the table, and wrote down a few keywords.
【Skinned Ghost】
【drowning】
【hang】
【Second Uncle】
【Hao Guofeng】,【Shangguan Xue】
"From what I can guess so far, there are at least six ghosts in Hao's house."
"Hao Ren, I beg you, please stop talking, stop talking."
Hao Huai shivered and took out another flower stick, but he lit it several times and failed to light it.
"Otherwise I'll leave the village now, I want to get out of here."
"Woooooooo..."
Hao Ren rolled his eyes at Hao Huai and said, "I don't know whether you can get out or not. I'm afraid you'll be eaten by a ghost just after you walk out of the room."
Hao Ren pointed under the bed with his hand and said, "The Skinner was hiding there last night. Maybe the Skinner is hiding there now and peeking at you, waiting for you to come out."
"ah……"
Hao Huai screamed like a ghost, as if there was a ghost hiding wherever he looked.
"Why are there so many ghosts in a village with less than a hundred households?"
Hao Ren took out another neatly folded piece of white paper from his pocket, with keywords also written on it.
Hao Ren: [Different], [Selected], [Death], [Photo], [Tenth Person], [Non-Existent Eleventh Person]?
[Bus], [Gan G·1748].
【Forgot】.
"He's so spicy. This damn fat guy always loses his temper at the critical moment."
Hao Ren cursed, if the fat man could get through the phone, he might be able to figure out the meaning of the key words on the piece of paper in his pocket.
"Why are there so many ghosts here?"
"What attracted them here?"
"Or are they here to begin with?"
Hao Ren fell into deep thought.
"Also, why would a ghost hold a funeral for another ghost?"
What is the purpose?
"Hao Ren, brother, I can't say something nice!"
Suddenly, Hao Huai interrupted Hao Ren's thoughts.
Hao Ren turned his head and glanced at Hao Huai, who had a fearful and solemn expression, and nodded and said, "You tell me."
"It's not my fault that my brother doesn't speak nicely!"
"I think these ghosts are all here for you."
Hao Huai looked Hao Ren up and down, and then said: "Look, your second uncle is a ghost, and your parents are ghosts too. If they aren't here for you, are they here for me?"
Hao Huai's words were like a bolt of lightning striking a bright light in the dark night sky.
A terrifying thought began to spread uncontrollably in my mind: These ghosts are all coming for me!
