Lin Chiang: "I won't die, and I won't go to hell with you."
Chen Zhan's eyes only swept across the photo frame, and staying for a second was torture. He was curious about what kind of compulsory education this man had received.
He raised his arm slightly and made a gesture.
Lin Chiang frowned: "What do you mean?"
"It's easy to test whether it's a human or a ghost." Chen Zhan pointed to the other side of the entrance, Lin Chiang glanced at him, and finally leaned against the wall as intended, while Chen Zhan stayed on the other side.
"Any coins?"
Lin Chiang opened his wallet and found a hundred-yuan note in one water.
Through the rather dim light, Chen Zhan shook his head, took off the accessories of the amulet, and flicked the button somewhere in the darkness.
There is not much movement, but at this time, it is infinitely magnified almost at the moment of landing.
Chen Zhanzuo kept silent, and could hear very slight footsteps.
The ghost walks without a sound.
Lin Chi raised his eyebrows... Is this the result you want
Chen Zhan shook his head, indicating to wait.
As the footsteps became heavier, Chen Zhan estimated the distance from the other party to the door, and when the prediction was about the same, he took a step forward, roaring like a fierce little wolf.
"Ah-"
Anyone who is walking out the door and yells at someone who suddenly jumps out will be shocked.
Taking advantage of the time when the other party hadn't reacted, Chen Zhan hurriedly gave Lin Chiang a wink, worried that it might be too dark to see clearly, so he said directly: "Smash!"
Lin Chiang immediately slammed down, and after the cry of pain came, Chen Zhan stepped forward and gave him another kick.
"Hi... it hurts."
On the other side, Lin Chiang looked down at the cracked portrait, his eyes were dark, and his voice was unbelievably cold: "How dare you hurt my grandmother."
The man who shouted and shouted at the end of the sentence made up his feet.
Chen Zhan was about to turn on the flashlight to see the true face of Mount Lu, when Lin Chiang suddenly pushed him away: "There are comrades."
Judging by the messy footsteps, there may be more than one person.
Chen Zhan: "I'll go to a hidden place to hide first, and you'll break it later."
Lin Chiang: "...Are you still human?"
Chen Zhan sighed: "We need to make time to call the police. If we explain it here, it will be reported as a martyrdom..."
Having said this, Lin Chiang's face was ugly: "Go make a call."
The sound of fighting was heard continuously behind him. Chen Zhan seemed to be slow, but in fact he moved very quickly.
He was still very loyal, and he didn't fight all the time. After calling the police, he joined the melee.
"Quick fight." An unknown person in the dark said in a hoarse voice.
"Want to run?" Chen Zhan squinted his eyes and stood at the door, with the aura of being a husband and a man.
It lasted for a total of ten minutes. The speed of the police in Y City has always been very fast. When the siren sounded at the door, Chen Zhan clearly felt the nervousness of the shooter.
"Justice is coming," he said in a judge.
In the next second, the sound of the door being broken is enough to make people tremble.
There was a slight discrepancy between the facts and the imagination. They were greeted by being escorted into the police car together. Before getting into the car, Lin Chiang looked at Chen Zhan obviously unfriendly.
This is the first time Chen Zhan has encountered such a scene, but his eyes are calm, and he said indifferently: "Maybe it's because they are miserable."
Even with the light, it is hard to see what faces those people originally had.
After listening, Lin Chiang said no more, the car was very fast. Now the police are divided according to the photo area. He has a hunch that if this continues, he will visit all the police stations thanks to Chen Zhan's gift.
There were many people, and they were taken separately for trial.
Chen Zhan explained the reason truthfully: "There are rumors that my house is haunted, and I happened to hear that Licheng Square is also haunted, so I went to see it and find some inspiration by the way."
After recording the confession, he hadn't seen Lin Chiang for a long time. Chen Zhan couldn't help but stopped a female police officer who seemed to be more talkative to inquire about the situation.
"He didn't cooperate very well." The female police officer laughed. "When I asked why they beat people, they insisted that those people beat his grandmother first, and said you can testify."
Chen Zhan frowned.
Female police officer: "According to our investigation, his grandmother passed away long ago." She couldn't help laughing at this point: "Isn't this just touching porcelain?"
If you do it, you will definitely be involved, and several people are responsible. Chen Zhan is considered a relatively clean pick, after all, his participation in the process from beginning to end can be ignored.
The remaining few people are still mediating. When Yin Ronglan received the news from the company, it was already half an hour later.
Chen Zhan was not detained, but was simply warned and taught a few words. Yin Ronglan was a little helpless when he saw him: "Didn't I tell you to go back earlier?"
Chen Zhan repeated what he said before.
The police have much richer experience in handling cases than him. From the arson case to the present, it is obvious that things are unusual. Naihe must pay attention to the evidence in handling a case, and can only gradually peel off the cocoon through interrogation.
"I see that there are several bodyguards around the star," the police officer who had just recorded his statement came over: "No, you can also hire a few."
It's no ordinary coincidence that the house has been burned, the restaurant has been assassinated, and now there are rumors of haunting.
Chen Zhan smiled: "I will pay attention."
"Don't worry, we will solve the case as soon as possible."
The two sides shook hands, Chen Zhan said please, got up and prepared to leave with Yin Ronglan.
Before leaving, I suddenly thought of someone: "That... When can he let go?"
Who this 'he' refers to is clear at a glance.
"The specifics will have to wait for the injury report to come out to see who is more responsible. But the few who sneak into the mall can't escape."
Chen Zhan was thoughtful, Lin Chiang was not bad, at least he didn't confess himself.
You must know that he also entered through the window, but was cleverly concealed by the other party.
Before putting on the seat belt, Chen Zhan's brows never fully stretched out.
Yin Ronglan saw his state in his eyes and comforted: "This is the end of the matter, just let it go."
Chen Zhan left a gap in the car window to make it feel much more comfortable when the wind blew: "It won't have much impact if it spreads out."
He doesn't care about conspiracies, but no one likes to face the unknown.
Chen Zhan turned his head to look at Yin Ronglan who was driving: "What do you think this is?"
At present, it cannot be concluded that this matter is Mr. Wu's handwriting.
Yin Ronglan calmly controlled the steering wheel: "Being confusing does not necessarily mean that the matter itself is complicated, you might as well try to reason from the results."
Chen Zhan listened quietly.
Yin Ronglan put a smile on his lips: "It's like pushing back with the purpose of hurting you."
The idea is a lot clearer, but still can't think of too much specific content.
When his brain was not smooth, Chen Zhan touched his stomach: "It seems that I am hungry."
Yin Ronglan turned around at the next intersection: "Go eat first."
The characteristics of high-end restaurants at night are expensive and difficult to book seats. It is not difficult for Yin Ronglan to get a seat, but the speed of serving food is long enough.
Chen Zhan took out his phone and finished the unfinished article.
Yin Ronglan hurriedly glanced over and glanced at Lin Chiang's name: "Today's content will feature him as the protagonist?"
Chen Zhan: "After all, I saved a catastrophe for me."
Create a bright and stalwart image for a short time, and the right should be compensated.
Yin Ronglan said with a smile: "Lin Chiang should have expected you to do this, so he took it all down."
Stop the loss in time, the horizontal and vertical have already entered, and take this as a comfort.
Chen Zhan knew the reason, but didn't take it to heart: "Mutual benefit and mutual benefit, I'm not a loss."
Yin Ronglan nodded in agreement.
For the next 20 minutes, Chen Zhan showed what is called typing speed. On the premise of the material, an article is easy to write. The protagonist of the male god book is not Lin Chiang, so he is going to send it out in the form of an extra, and after checking it, ask the person on the opposite side: "Would you like to take a look?"
"it is good."
Presented in front of the eyes is a completely different magical style—
The elevator was not powered on, they stepped on the hard metal plate, and most of their bodies were soaked in darkness.
The noise from below grew louder and louder, and no one knew what they were about to face.
It's like an exploration to the bottom of a dangerous cliff.
He walked in front, tall and straight like a pine and cypress, and said coldly, "I'll deal with ghosts."
I didn't answer, the purpose of this trip was just to find the truth of the creepy ghost legend.
And he, the heir to the dignified Lin Group, was offended because of the interests of the investment project.
Common interests bring us together.
A gust of icy wind seemed to pierce through my ankles as I stepped through the last flight of stairs.
And he still walked steadily at the forefront, without stagnant footsteps. Getting closer to the source of the sound, he finally unzipped the mysterious backpack—
A fierce battle is about to begin.
"Is it an exaggeration to gather together?" Yin Ronglan only read the last paragraph, looking up with a smile: "Is this about tomb robbing?"
The waiter just delivered the meal at this time, Chen Zhan deliberately made an elegant meal movement, raised his eyebrows: "In this way, everyone will only see Lin Chiang's glorious side."
Yin Ronglan returned the phone to him and said when Chen Zhan posted: "Things may not be as smooth as you think."
The new chapter has been sent out, and Chen Zhan said while eating: "Where is the problem?"
Yin Ronglan: "Look at the comments later."
After a meal, Chen Zhan looked at the comments again, and sure enough, it was different from what he expected. In order to protect Lin Chiang's stalwart image, he did not mention the part where he finally took out the portrait.
It's just that the comments don't seem so friendly.
[Ting Yu: Collect black money and report it.]
[Safety in the world: Spread false information, get rid of the customs!]
[Wushan Gorge Rain: Unless you tell me he took out a million from his backpack and smashed the opponent to death, the plot is just a random fabrication!]
Yin Ronglan seemed to have anticipated this situation long ago: "Originally, the image of the president you created was approachable, with some contrast, and suddenly changing the style of writing is equivalent to breaking the character design."
During the time he was talking, Chen Zhan saw what it means to lose fans online, and he couldn't help shaking his head: "But I have a clear conscience."
At least do his best to Lin Chi Angren.
After leaving the restaurant, he took a light breath of the air-conditioning outside, Chen Zhan suddenly turned his head to look at Yin Ronglan, and asked seriously, "If I write now that Lin Chiang takes out a small handkerchief from his bag and shakes it, can the fan be raised back? ?"
The author has something to say: Chen Zhan: "I regret it."
Yin Ronglan: ... He wants to spit out the vinegar he just ate, but it really is a fake friendship between him and Lin Chiang.