In the ward of the Municipal Hospital, Yan Yu was hanging from his right leg and had a bandage on his head. He was lying on the bed and looked at Ling Huaan beside the bed, hesitating and hesitating, and said, "This is the case. Recently, the company's hotel has reported rumors. The haunted message, the hotel's business has plummeted, and the trade contract has just been signed two days ago, so there is a problem with the flow of funds. But I'm already thinking of a way... "
Ling Huaan interrupted Yanyu's words and asked bluntly, "How much money are you missing?"
"Huaan, I can think of a way." Yanyu just didn't want to trouble Ling Huaan, so he kept insisting.
"How much money is missing?" Ling Huaan asked repeatedly.
Yanyu looked at Ling Huaan, feeling both gratified and unpleasant. He had thought of many ways and begged a lot of people these days, but he was turned away, and even fell into trouble. He never expected that Ling Huaan would help him get through in the end. Difficulty. He took a deep breath and said, "Fifty million."
Ling Huaan took out the bank card from his pocket and said, "I have more than 30 million in cash, and I have a famous painting and calligraphy at home. You can take it to the auction house and you should be able to collect it."
"Huaan, 30 million is enough. I'm trying to figure out the rest. That calligraphy and painting can't be sold."
"You know how many of those things I have in my house, and I don't care about one or two." Compared with cash, the antiques of calligraphy and painting in Ling Hua'an's house are more valuable. Just take out one piece and it is worth hundreds of millions. In the bookcase in the study.
Seeing this, Jiang Chengyan interjected: "Huan, there are tens of millions in the bank card I gave you, which is enough. You don't need to sell calligraphy and paintings at all."
"Also, when I have time, I will hold an auction specifically to sell those antique calligraphy and paintings. It is much better than taking it to an auction in a hurry."
"The older the antique calligraphy and painting are, the higher the value. You can keep it safe. I have wages, and your grocery store still has income. We are not short of money at all."
Looking at the two of them, you glanced at me and talked with one word. It was really like a newlywed couple. Yanyu suddenly felt relieved. The matter of love was really destined. Before meeting that person, even if we meet again. A good person will not be tempted, and he and Ling Huaan can become friends or even relatives, but there is no bond of love.
"Yanyu, you know my situation best, I may not be able to help with other things, but I still have some money, and there are ghosts, who is more suitable than me? Why don't you tell me, don't treat me as a friend ?"
It's time to come. Yanyu couldn't help but smile bitterly and explained, "Huaan, you know that's not what I meant. You were injured and hospitalized and your health is not yet healthy. I don't want to make you suffer."
Seeing that Ling Huaan's face was still tense, Yanyu quickly apologized: "Huaan, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'll be the first to notify you in the future."
Hearing this, Ling Huaan calmed down and said, "I'll give you the money, leave the company's affairs to the people under my subordinates, and leave the haunting to me, so you can give me a good time in the hospital to recuperate, can you hear me clearly?"
Yan Yu wanted to say more, but when he saw Jiang Chengyan winking at him, he swallowed his words and said, "Okay, I will listen to you."
The little devil pouted and said, "They are looking at each other again, and it seems that they are not sincere."
Ling Huaan looked at the little ghost, and said amusingly, "You little kid, you are quite good at using idioms, and you're still 'flickering' and 'insincerely'."
"Of course, even though I'm only in the first grade, I've read a lot..." Xiao Gui was stunned for a moment, and he muttered in a low voice, "Hey, I seem to remember, but why can't I remember what my name is? "
Ling Huaan frowned slightly, looked at the kid carefully, and found that he did not have no resentment, but that resentment was very weak and could be ignored.
"When did you die and where is the body?"
"I woke up in an unfamiliar room. I saw the door number, it said mortuary, and it was almost a day since I woke up. The doctors and nurses in the hospital couldn't see me, and there was a lot of going back and forth. People who keep walking, I call them, but they ignore me, I have walked all over the hospital, only you can see me and hear me."
"What do you remember from the past?"
"I remember reading a lot of books, and I don't remember anything else."
Jiang Chengyan couldn't help asking, "Huan, who are you talking to?"
"It's a little boy, about seven or eight years old. He has resentment, and I suspect that he did not die normally."
"Not a normal death? In this hospital?"
Ling Huaan didn't answer Jiang Chengyan, looked at the little boy, and said, "I can help you retrieve your memory, but you have to pay me, are you willing?"
The little boy frowned slightly and said, "Is the reward you're talking about just money?"
Ling Huaan nodded and said, "Well, you can say the same."
"But I'm dead, what if I don't have money?" The little boy's face wrinkled into a bun.
"Then you will work in my shop to pay back the money until you are reincarnated. Do you agree?"
The little boy's eyes lit up and he was obviously excited, but he suppressed the expression on his face and asked, "Then what exactly should I do?"
Ling Huaan was amused for a while, but he didn't break it, saying, "I have a grocery store, and I usually work night shifts there, because I'm blind, someone cheated me at the cash register, you must show me something. , in short, be my eyes."
"You can't see? How is it possible, can't you see me?" The little boy looked at Ling Huaan suspiciously.
"My eyes are a bit special, I can see what ordinary people can't, but I can't see what they can see."
"So that's how it is." The little boy thought about it and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Since the holiday a year ago, Shen Xin asked Ling Huaan to find a way to cover up the yin qi in her body. She wanted to guard her daughter and come back when the grocery store opened. Later, Ling Huaan was seriously injured and has been hospitalized. She didn't go to the grocery store. It was not very convenient for a female ghost to be around, so she continued to guard her daughter. Now that there is a little ghost, it is much more convenient than having Shen Xin by his side.
"Team Jiang, please go to the morgue with Little Guitou to confirm his identity." Ling Huaan handed the cow's tears to Jiang Chengyan.
"Okay." Jiang Chengyan took the cow's tears and put a drop on his eyelids.
The kid looked at him curiously, seeing Jiang Chengyan's eyes locked on him, and said novelly, "Can you see me?"
Jiang Chengyan nodded and said, "Children, let's go, take me to find your body."
The little ghost kept staring at the vial in Ling Hua'an's hand, and asked curiously, "Uncle, what's in that bottle?"
Ling Huaan put the vial in his pocket and said, "I'll tell you when you come back."
The kid said with bright eyes, "Then let's pull the hook."
"You are a soul now, and you can't touch mortals. Don't worry, I'll keep my word."
The light in the little ghost's eyes dimmed a little, and he said, "Alright then, it's a deal."
Under the leadership of the kid, Jiang Chengyan went straight to the door of the morgue, frowning slightly at the locked door in front of him, "The door is locked, how do we get in?"
The kid walked towards the door without saying a word, and then disappeared in front of his eyes.
Looking at the kid's head sticking out of the wall, Jiang Chengyan was speechless for a while and said, "Can you look at the tag on the toe of your corpse?"
The kid said angrily, "If I can see it, why does uncle want you to follow?"
Jiang Chengyan choked and said embarrassingly, "I can't get in either, how can you help me?"
"Aren't you an adult, you can open the lock." The kid looked at Jiang Chengyan with a 'why are you so stupid' expression.
Jiang Chengyan couldn't help feeling a little funny, and said, "I'm a policeman, not a thief, how can I open the lock casually?"
The kid hugged his shoulders and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
While the two were talking, the elevator door suddenly opened, and two doctors in white coats came out. Seeing Jiang Chengyan standing at the door of the morgue, one of the doctors in glasses said, "This is a morgue, and non-hospital staff are not allowed. Come in, why are you here?"
Jiang Chengyan gritted his teeth and took out his police officer's card, and said, "I'm a policeman, and I need your help in investigating a case."
The doctor wearing glasses carefully looked at Jiang Chengyan's police officer card and said, "Isn't it Officer Jiang, I don't know how you need our assistance?"
"It's like this. I'm chasing a murderer on the run. When I get here, the prisoner disappears. I suspect that he entered here and needs to go in and have a look."
The kid on the side pouted and said, "So the police can also lie."
Jiang Chengyan touched his nose embarrassedly, and looked at the two doctors with seriousness.
The doctor wearing glasses said, "Officer Jiang, the door of this morgue is usually locked. You can see that the lock is intact. This is the basement level, and it is impossible for prisoners to come in."
Jiang Chengyan insisted: "It's an accident, you'd better open the door and let me in to take a look."
Another doctor said: "Zhang Wei, just open the door and let the police comrades see it. There is nothing in the morgue except the corpse. What can you lose by looking at it?"
Zhang Wei hesitated, took out the key and opened the door.
Jiang Chengyan stopped the two people who wanted to go in, took out the pill, and said, "You wait outside the door, you can go in after I'm sure it's safe."
Seeing Jiang Chengyan taking out the gun, the two who were half-believing just now believed it completely. They pushed the corpse to the elevator, crouched behind the pusher, and looked carefully at the door of the morgue.
Jiang Chengyan pretended to go in, looked around, and after confirming that there was no camera, he put the *** away and said, "Which drawer is your body in?"
The kid pointed to the drawer numbered 15. Jiang Chengyan stretched out his hand and opened it. He glanced at it and saw that it was a kid. He looked at the tag on his toes and whispered, "Ma Xiaohan, 7 years old, in May 3012. Born on the 8th, died of congenital heart disease."
Jiang Chengyan took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, looked at Ma Xiaohan who was in a daze, and said, "Okay, let's go."
Ma Xiaohan looked up at Jiang Chengyan and said, "I seem to have remembered something."
Jiang Chengyan glanced at the door and said, "Let's go back first."
Jiang Chengyan pushed open the door and walked out, saying, "There's no one in there, you can go in with confidence. But it will cause panic. I hope you don't tell anyone about today's events, understand?"
"Officer, you said the murderer wouldn't be still in our hospital, right?"
"The prisoner was also chased by us in a panic, so he ran in here. Later, we pretended to withdraw, and he would leave after him. You can rest assured that nothing will happen."
"That's good."
"Remember, don't tell anyone what happened today."
"Don't worry, comrade police, we all understand, we all understand."