The policeman and Fu Bao stared at each other for a while, with two flames dancing in their eyes, "Do you think this is a cafe? Now we are going to arrest you and take you back to the police station!"
After escorting Fu Bao into the police car, seeing that he was not in a normal state of mind, the police had nowhere to vent their anger, so they had to urge their colleagues to drive faster.
The policeman in the driver's seat had just started the car, took a casual look in the rearview mirror, frowned and said, "Why did you bring two of them back?"
"What two?" The policeman sitting in the back seat felt confused.
"What's going on with the guy in red next to the boy?"
"Red clothes...huh? What are you talking about?" The policeman glanced at Fu Bao and suddenly felt a little confused. Unexpectedly, this glance saw a red shadow on the reflection of the car window, vaguely covered with The red cloth on the head is shaking...
Fu Bao closed his eyes and smiled - who told you to arrest me.
The policeman in the driver's seat turned around, pointed to the empty seat next to Fu Bao and said, "It's right here... ah?!"
He screamed and was so frightened that he stepped on the accelerator with his foot. When his hand shook, the steering wheel suddenly tilted. The police car hit the street light. Fortunately, the speed was still slow and no major damage was caused. However, Fu Bao's head hit the seat in front of him. I sat down and fainted.
In the blink of an eye, the policeman in the driver's seat jumped out of the car, trembling all over, while the policeman sitting next to Fu Bao stared at Fu Bao in horror, not knowing what happened.
"It hurts..." Fu Bao was a little dizzy, shook his head, opened his eyes and smiled at the policeman beside him, "Don't be afraid."
"Ah!" The policeman shrank back and subconsciously wanted to draw his gun.
"I'm afraid bullets can't solve this problem." Seeing his movements, Fu Bao shuddered. He really had a headache. He couldn't say that there was a female ghost following him, right? "By the way, do you... know Sun Zhong? He should be from your police station."
"Sun Zhong...that's my senior, what's wrong?" Because of the strange atmosphere, the policeman's hand was still pressed on the gun, and the look of the colleagues outside the car was really weird. There was something about this boy that made him scared like this.
He cast his gaze out the window, where his colleague was trembling, pointing at the back seat in horror, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
"I'm very familiar with him. Could you please let him handle this case?" Fu Bao sincerely requested, "I'm less nervous when facing him."
The policeman who originally wanted to scold Fu Bao was distracted by the image suddenly reflected on the car window. A red figure sat clearly there, with his head covered in red cloth slowly turning towards him, although he could not see his face. , but a vicious sight penetrated through it!
"Ah!" The policeman was so shocked that he slammed into the car door at the back and hit his head hard on the glass. He grinned in pain and glared at the man in red who appeared out of nowhere. He hurriedly pulled the door handle, but he didn't know Why can't it be opened?
"What is that?!" His teeth were chattering, and a bright red color magnified in his sight, slowly and thickly, like a sea of blood that could drown and swallow people.
"Don't look at her!" Seeing this, Fu Bao shouted loudly, "Hurry up and call Sun Zhong!"
With a sudden shudder, the police detective reached to the front seat, grabbed the walkie-talkie, and shouted. The voice was so shrill that his colleagues in the police station were so frightened that they almost fell off their chairs.
Ten minutes later, Sun Zhong arrived at the hospital. From a distance, he saw the miserable condition of the police car and the frightened look of the two colleagues cuddling together. Sun Zhong got out of the car and sighed, "Who told you to mess with this broom star?"
"Leave him to me." After approaching, Sun Zhong confessed, opened the back seat of the car and let Fu Bao get out, and then took him to his car.
The two policemen were relieved and quickly drove away in the police car with a dented front.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Sun Zhong glared at the weak Fu Bao, "What are you doing again? What do you want to do in the morgue?"
Fu Bao blinked innocently. He still didn't know whether he should tell Sun Zhong about his situation.
"Tell me, what are you doing, and what method did you use to scare away my two juniors just now? Tell me honestly, or I will lock you up." Sun Zhong said in a feigned ferocity.
"Actually... you didn't discover the secret in Uncle Fu Wei's diary?" Fu Bao used the method of changing the subject, his tone was mysterious.
Sure enough, Sun Zhong diverted his attention. There were too many mysteries in Fu Wei's case, and many aspects were still unclear, which made him have a headache.
"There are many references in the diary... to the morgue." Fu Bao knew that it would be difficult for him to figure out the secrets of the morgue on his own, and he had to rely on Sun Zhong's police identity.
"Morgue?" Sun Zhong thought for a moment, "You mean the morgue where Fu Wei's body was placed?"
Seeing Fu Bao nodding, he asked curiously: "What's in the morgue?" Taking a deep breath, Fu Bao said cautiously: "Corpse."
"...whose body?" Sun Zhong asked through gritted teeth.
"I don't know, it's definitely not Uncle Fu Wei's." Uncle Fu Wei has been buried and is now sleeping in the cemetery.
"...Okay, I'll go investigate." Sun Zhong was eager to find clues. Seeing that Fu Bao also wanted to raise his hand to express his intention to follow, he immediately objected, "You are not allowed to go."
"Hey, don't be like this." Fu Bao pretended to be pitiful and innocent, "I really want to know what is in the morgue."
Sun Zhong looked at him coldly for a while, "Unless you tell me what the hell you are doing."
"Oh." Fu Bao sighed again, "This matter is too troublesome. I don't want you to get involved."
"Then I'll take you to the police station first, and then go to the morgue myself." The policeman puffed through his nostrils.
"...Well, you must know it yourself." Fu Bao sighed, "If anything goes wrong, you must wake me up immediately."
What? Sun Zhong was confused.
Is the age gap between him and Fu Bao so big that there is a generation gap in speaking?
Without further explanation, Fu Bao had closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. Due to severe lack of sleep, he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. After falling asleep, a pair of red candles and a ghost bride in red immediately appeared in front of him. …
The moment he saw the bride in red, Fu Bao's hands and feet lost control again. He walked step by step towards the ghost bride sitting by the bed and stretched out his hand to lift her hijab.
Stinky baby face, what are you doing?
Wake me up quickly.
Fu Bao shouted in his heart.
While waiting for rescue, he suddenly realized that when he saw the ghost bride in his dream, he didn't have that super disgusting feeling.
"Why do you have to enter my dream?" Fu Bao murmured doubtfully. He could obviously kill people in the real world, so why did he go to such trouble to enter his dream? It is really unethical for people to die from lack of sleep. .
"Alas." A deep sigh came into his ears, "You won't dislike me here..."
How dare I dislike you!
Fu Bao burst into tears in his heart. He was controlled and walked to the ghost bride. He pinched the edge of the red hijab with his hand - Sun Zhong, wake me up quickly!
In the car, Sun Zhong's eyes widened and he screamed in disbelief, because Fu Bao's eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was red, and his whole body was twitching as if he was suffocating.
"What the hell?!" This, this is too exaggerated! Sun Zhong panicked but immediately calmed down and had to wake up Fu Bao!
He unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and poured water on Fu Bao's head.
The struggling Fu Bao woke up and showed him a terrifying smile with his bleeding face, "I'm stuck with a ghost. I will die if I sleep..."
"...Fuck!" Sun Zhong yelled, and then thought that his current situation was exactly the same as when Fu Wei died, and the young man who died in the Fu family also died in the same way.
