In a daze,
I just felt a stinging pain all over my body.
Like a needle.
From the head to the soles of the feet, I stimulated myself repeatedly and non-stop. Every movement was like forcing a rotten and aging machine to start again.
Very dry.
It's very uncomfortable.
Open your eyes,
My vision was blurry.
He pursed his lips several times.
I am very thirsty.
I really want to drink some water.
His eyes swept towards the bedside table, searching for a possible source of water.
water,
There is water,
There is a teacup there.
I reached out and picked up the teacup. As soon as I lifted it up,
I just felt a sharp pain in my wrist.
The teacup fell off my hand.
Fell down.
"Plop..."
The teacup fell and the man rolled off the bed.
"Hiss..."
It hurts so much…
Officer Zhang rolled his eyes in pain, but still forced himself to get up. The pain in his body was slowly subsiding, as if he had overcome the initial stage.
here,
Where is it
It's not a hospital.
Not at home,
It doesn't look like a hotel.
in the end,
Where is it
Or,
Is this a dream
My brain hurts...
“Rub, rub, rub, rub…”
Outside the door,
There were footsteps.
Officer Zhang subconsciously picked up the cup on the ground and held it in his hand.
"Click..."
The door was opened.
The old Taoist walked in, muttering as he walked in, "What a crappy lawyer who really orders people around." He even asked me to come up and help him get the contract.
"You're still talking about reforming the library and not keeping idle people. Damn it, isn't the biggest idler in the library the one who likes to sit there and bask in the sun all day long..."
Next,
All I heard was a whoosh.
The cup hit the old Taoist directly in the face.
"ah!!!"
The old Taoist immediately covered his face and squatted down.
pain,
it hurts,
Disfigured!
I haven't married yet!!!
In fact, Officer Zhang is not very strong now. If he is strong enough, he will definitely not throw the weapon, but rush up and smash it directly. Even if he threw it this time, the force would not be very strong.
But the problem is that the face is a very fragile area. Even if you don't hit it with great force, it will still hurt, especially if it touches the tip of the nose.
“It hurts so much! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!!!”
The old Taoist kept shouting.
At this time,
Another figure appeared at the door.
Zhang Yanfeng rushed over subconsciously. Although he had just fully awakened and was still a little weak, the instinct of the old detective still made him react subconsciously.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Zhang Yanfeng's three attacks were all easily resolved by the opponent with one hand.
Next,
The hand pushed forward gently,
It hit Zhang Yanfeng directly in the chest.
"Bang!"
Zhang Yanfeng flew backwards, hit the wall, and then fell down dejectedly, landing on the bed.
“Crack!”
Lawyer An turned on the light.
The room suddenly became bright.
Zhang Yanfeng didn't know Lawyer An, but he knew the old Taoist who was squatting on the ground with his face covered.
Forehead…
For a time,
Zhang Yanfeng realized that
I seem to have done something wrong just now.
The old Taoist raised his head.
Staring at Zhang Yanfeng with eyes wide open,
“The second time, the second time, the second time!!!”
The old Taoist roared,
"The bald donkey can endure this, but I cannot!"
Saying,
The old Taoist picked up the broom beside him at the door and prepared to go up and beat Zhang Yanfeng up.
No matter if you just woke up,
Whether you are a hero or not,
I've been bullied by you twice!
Lawyer An stretched out his foot lightly and tripped the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist flew forward, hit his head against the wall, and fell onto the bed, with stars in his eyes.
"Are you... okay?"
Zhang Yanfeng looked at the old Taoist and asked.
"If you wake up, come down and meet the boss with me."
Lawyer An pointed at Zhang Yanfeng.
boss
Is that the one
Zhang Yanfeng stood up and followed Lawyer An. He seemed to remember something. He was negotiating in the kindergarten. Then he only remembered that there was a big fire, so hot...
Was it Zhou Ze who saved me
Zhang Yanfeng patted his head and sorted out his thoughts.
It seems that
I owe Zhou Ze another favor.
It’s not easy to return it.
If that doesn't work, I can only help him get a driver's license
Anyway, he was not driving without a license. He knew how to drive. Although it was against the rules, the rules are for living people, right
He is not a living person.
As they walked down the stairs, Lawyer An asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"hehe."
Lawyer An smiled. The policeman who had just woken up seemed a little confused about what had happened.
downstairs,
Boss Zhou was drinking coffee. When he looked up, he saw An Buqi walking down, and also Lao Zhang who was walking down behind him.
"Wake up, Lao Zhang."
Zhou Ze greeted.
"Yeah, I'm awake, thank you."
Zhang Yanfeng walked over. He actually didn't owe many favors to others because he was a policeman. Ordinary people would be happy to repay favors, but because he was a policeman, he couldn't repay favors in many cases.
"Have you passed the driving test?" Zhang Yanfeng asked.
He felt a little embarrassed and inexplicably uneasy. He wanted to go home or to the police office. For some reason, he desperately wanted to leave this place.
Therefore, he decided to help Zhou Ze to the best of his ability, as a way of repaying a favor. As for the future, they would talk about it later.
"No, I've been busy lately."
Zhou Ze replied.
Busy drinking tea,
Busy basking in the sun,
Busy hugging the maid to sleep,
What a fulfilling and busy life.
"I'll help you with it. It shouldn't be a big problem, but you have to drive more carefully next time. That's all. I'll go back to the police station first. By the way, how long have I been unconscious?"
"About three or four days." Zhou Ze replied.
"Then I have to go back quickly."
Zhang Yanfeng walked to the door and pushed open the door of the bookstore.
There was an old man standing at the door of the bookstore, hunched over. Zhang Yanfeng almost knocked him down when he opened the door.
The old man wasn't knocked down.
But I was frightened.
He fell directly to the ground.
Zhang Yanfeng thought that he had opened the door too violently and frightened the old man, so he immediately squatted down and prepared to help the old man up.
He is a policeman.
I am not afraid to help the elderly.
oh,
To be precise,
He thought he was a policeman, so he was not panicked.
However,
The old man is not so timid.
At this time, it's pointless to be timid.
He was not frightened by Zhang Yanfeng's sudden opening of the door.
Instead, he was frightened by Zhang Yanfeng himself.
at the moment,
Zhang Yanfeng actually squatted down to help him.
The old man was so frightened that he knelt down in fear and kowtow to Zhang Yanfeng.
"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it..."
Zhang Yanfeng was stunned.
What's going on
Lawyer An stood beside Zhou Ze, looking at the scene outside, and said helplessly: "Most people's souls are very fragile. The reason why ghost messengers and many evil ghosts who escaped from hell have special abilities can also be understood as mutation.
Being stimulated or tortured in the environment of hell causes the strength of the soul to increase and other mutations to occur. When returning to the world of the living and entering the physical body, special abilities will be present.
For example, me, Lin Ke,
But the soul of this person in front of you has never been to hell. Although you succeeded in transplanting him, to be honest, he has no ability. With only a ghost messenger certificate, he can't be a good ghost messenger, which is useless to you."
Zhou Ze shook his head. "I just don't want him to die."
As for whether it is useful or not,
This was not within Boss Zhou's consideration.
"Willful." Lawyer An curled his lips.
The old man crawled into the library.
Zhang Yanfeng followed behind him.
"What's wrong with him?" Zhang Yanfeng pointed at the old man and looked at everyone in the bookstore.
Xu Qinglang turned around to prepare the cold dishes.
The old Taoist priest with a band-aid on his face came over and started talking to the old man about his children's education.
For example, is your son filial or not
Is your daughter filial or not
"What's going on?"
Zhang Yanfeng asked again.
Zhou Ze looked at Zhang Yanfeng and said calmly, "He is not a human."
"Not a human?"
"Yeah." Zhou Ze nodded, "It's a ghost."
"ghost… … "
Zhang Yanfeng stammered. It was not that he could not accept it, after all, he knew something about Zhou Ze's identity. However, he was a little puzzled by another point.
"Why can I see ghosts?"
yes,
Why can I see ghosts
and,
Ghosts are so real!
"Because you are dead too." Zhou Ze leaned his hands on the bar and looked at Zhang Yanfeng in front of him calmly.
"I am also... already... dead?"
"Yes, dead."
Zhang Yanfeng swallowed his saliva.
He finally remembered.
The end of that day,
And the final scene,
He threw the criminal out of the window.
The criminal ignited the gasoline on his body.
Then he and the criminals were burned together.
"Am I dead..."
Zhang Yanfeng sat down leaning against the door frame.
He did not cry and wail over the news of his own death.
In fact, when I went to negotiate with the gangsters,
He once called Zhou Ze and asked him about what happens after death.
“What about the kindergarten children and teachers?”
"They were all saved. In the whole accident, except for you who survived gloriously, everyone else is fine."
Zhang Yanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
It's worth dying.
Not a loss.
“Actually, the feeling after death is quite real.”
Zhang Yanfeng looked at his hands.
He also pinched his arm.
“It feels no different than when I was alive.”
"You can look to your left again." Zhou Ze said, taking out two balls of cotton.
"left?"
"Look carefully at the glass on the left." After saying this, Zhou Ze stuffed cotton into his ears, then picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee.
Zhang Yanfeng looked at the glass.
I saw my own face reflected in the glass.
This is a strange face.
He stretched out his hand.
Touch your face.
The person in the glass was doing exactly the same movements as himself.
After ten seconds of silence,
Zhang Yanfeng finally realized what was happening.
At this time, this veteran detective with 20 to 30 years of experience in the police force,
I heard the sound of my three views completely collapsing,
and,
“Aa ...