"...I'll go with you. I'll accompany you to the hospital to find that guy." This was the voice of a young girl, full of energy, but the tone contained an authoritarian and unacceptable meaning, and it sounded familiar to her ears.
"I can go alone." Her voice responded to her calmly, and it was also a girl's voice.
"Wenwen, I'm worried about you. We are best friends, aren't we? I won't let you bear these things by yourself, so I have to go."
"Then... okay, but everyone says he is missing..." the girl named Wenwen said.
"Maybe he is avoiding you, huh, how can you fool me by playing such a trick." The girl with an energetic voice snorted coldly.
"Well, my child needs a father, and I must find him." Wenwen's tone was full of determination.
"That's it, see you tomorrow afternoon." He squinted at the faces of the people who were about to leave the cafe. Sure enough, they were the two girls at the zombie bar last night. Is the girl haunted by the black energy pregnant?
She couldn't tell it when she was sitting last night, or maybe she was just pregnant so it wasn't obvious.
She must be the department beauty he heard about in the dormitory earlier, so she is also a student of University D.
Huang Yanan said before that Bai Jingwen's boyfriend is a doctor, but listening to their conversation just now, it seems that the man doesn't intend to take responsibility... Forget it, it's none of his business anyway.
They must have talked about something before, but he was too asleep to hear it, otherwise there should be more clues - he instinctively uses the things that happen around him to make inferences. This can be regarded as an occupational disease for him.
Shaking his head, he looked out the window again. It was completely dark. The clock on the wall showed that the time was 8:30 pm. Fu Bao felt a little hungry, so he ordered a simple meal.
While waiting for the meal to be served, he lay down on the table and dozed off. The female guests on the side kept saying "Why did he fall asleep again so soon? How cute" and "She looks like a lazy cat" because of his sleepiness. The amazing cry.
He didn't wake up until the waiter brought the meal, but just when he rubbed his eyes and picked up the spoon to start, a "person" sat down opposite him.
He raised his eyes slightly, and with an almost imperceptible movement of his hand, he immediately moved to put the food into his mouth gracefully but quickly.
"It looks delicious," the dripping "woman" sitting opposite him sighed. "This was my favorite cafe when I was alive. Their red wine beef stew is delicious..." Fu Bao couldn't help but think of it. The cold joke I heard from Yang Jian before should be continued by the other party at this time - but I don't have time after giving birth to the child.
However, a joke is a joke and the reality is cruel.
The woman... no, the female ghost stretched out her rotten hand, tremblingly towards his meal. The strange yellow-green mixed black-red liquid "tick-tick" fell from her hand, getting closer and closer to his. Food, "I really want to eat it..."
Eat your sister!
Fu Bao was angry. As a ghost, why should he eat human food? !
Even if no one worships you, Zhongyuan Purdue is coming soon, can’t you bear it?
When the time comes, Buffet will let you eat as much as you want, so don’t contaminate my food, which I paid for with my hard-earned money!
Since there were other people here, he pulled the dinner plate back with great patience and said coldly in a low voice: "It's very unhygienic for you to do this."
The female ghost was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the beautiful man in front of her, "Can you see me?!"
She leaned forward excitedly, and the rotten meat mixed with maggots spilled from the hole in her chest onto the table.
With veins on his forehead jumping, Fu Bao immediately took out his cell phone and called Yang Jian, "Come here right now, or I will leave!"
After hanging up the phone, he turned to the ghost figure who was still unclear in his eyes, picked up his fork and slammed it on the table, "If you come here again, I guarantee you won't be able to eat anything in the future."
His actions scared the guests at the next table. Several female students who had deliberately sat close to him and wanted to chat with him quickly changed tables. The female ghost's eyes were wide open, and the fork was nailing her hair. She looked at it and continued to eat. Fu Bao, she cried "wuwuwu", "Is it necessary to be so fierce just for a few sniffs..."
Ignoring the female ghost's cries and howls and the sideways glances of the other guests, he concentrated on the food in front of him.
Yang Jian came very quickly. He arrived just after Fu Bao finished eating, and sat down on the chair where the female ghost was sitting. Fu Bao slightly raised the corners of his mouth and watched the female ghost scream and disappear.
"ah--"
"What's wrong? Why do you have such an expression?" Seeing his half-smiling look, Yang Jian was a little puzzled, "Also, why did you call me over in such a hurry?"
Fu Bao pointed to the dinner plate and said, "I forgot to bring my wallet. Please help me pay." He also stopped by to help me chase away ghosts.
Yang Jian's yang energy is very strong. Ordinary ghosts will never like to be close to him. Even fierce ghosts will hate his righteousness. With him, he is more useful than any amulet.
Yang Jian smiled bitterly and asked the waiter to come over to settle the bill, "I thought something had happened." Fu Bao shrugged and gently twitched the corners of his mouth, not intending to tell him the truth.
When the two arrived at the girls' dormitory, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Yang Jian took the search order he applied for and asked the administrator of the girls' dormitory to let them go.
When he came to the crime scene again, Fu Bao looked completely different from the lazy cat he had been during the day. His eyes were bright, his skin almost glowed in the dark, and he was full of energy.
"What a strange guy." Although Yang Jian knew that Fu Bao would transform at night, he still felt weird every time he saw it.
At this time, Fu Bao stood under the chandelier and could clearly see a black shadow twisting on the chandelier, which was much clearer than during the day.
"Woo..." A low whistle sounded in the air.
Yang Jian rubbed his arm, why was he so cold suddenly? When he was about to speak, Fu Bao put his index finger on his lips and made a silencing gesture.
"Don't scare her." Fu Bao whispered, his eyes glowing slightly in the darkness.
"Scared...who?" Yang Jian also lowered his voice. He was not afraid, but a little curious.
"The dead female college student, she is here, you should go out first, she is afraid of you."
"Afraid of me? Why?" Yang Jian was a little surprised.
"You have a strong yang energy." Yang Jian not only has a strong yang energy, but also has a strong righteousness. In addition, the most important point is... "And you have killed people." Ordinary ghosts are also afraid of evil spirits.
Yang Jian nodded, he probably understood that even ghosts were afraid of him, so he could be proud of it, but it was a pity that he couldn't see how Fu Bao came into contact with another world.
He turned and left, preparing to close the door.
At this time, Fu Bao said again: "I will call you later, and you will come in." Waving his hand to express understanding, Yang Jian closed the door.
After he went out, Fu Bao turned off the light. The low-pitched ghost cry suddenly became sharp, making him frown.
The black air lingering on the chandelier began to condense and take shape. A girl with long hair wearing a pink nightgown was hanging under the chandelier, swaying slightly.
"Who killed you?" Fu Bao asked softly.
The girl remained silent.
"Did you commit suicide?" The girl suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes bloodshot, and the cold wind blowing from the sky caused her body to sway greatly.
Fu Bao easily avoided it.
She was very resentful, but it was impossible to judge whether she committed homicide or suicide based on this. There must be stronger evidence.
The body hanging under the chandelier kept swinging, "beep-beep-beep" like a pendulum, and with every swing she made, the temperature in the room seemed to drop by one degree.
"Huh..." His breath began to slowly condense into white smoke, but he continued to investigate, came to the computer desk and asked softly: "Before you died, you were sitting here writing a diary. What happened then?"
With a wail of "Woo", the girl stopped swinging, her body slowly turned around, and her confused eyes looked at the computer through the gap in the long hair covering her face.
What happened? It seems, it seems...why don't you remember? Why... I don't want to die, I don't want to die... She grabbed the invisible rope around her neck, kicked hard with her feet, and struggled wildly and fearfully.
A cyan light flashed in the air, and the computer was affected and turned on automatically, but the screen was full of criss-crossing lines and made a sizzling sound.
"You don't remember... what does that mean? Fainted?" Fu Bao muttered to himself and began to observe other places, slowly walking to the bedroom.
