Wang Zijun was so angry that he almost cried. He said in a sobbing voice, "Please stop insulting me, okay? That guy is Qu Mo's college classmate. I'll go with him to have a meal. He always bullies me. Qu Mo didn't help me but helped him. Do you think I should be angry? While he was in the toilet, I followed him and had a fight with him. I didn't expect that when we were fighting, two of his classmates came over. As a result, I couldn't stand the crowd and was beaten up by them."
When I heard that he was still being beaten up, I laughed so hard that I almost couldn't breathe. Finally, when I saw that Wang Zijun was really angry, I held my face and asked him seriously, "What does that pretty boy do?"
“He’s a chef…”
"Are there any pretty boys among chefs? They all have big heads and thick necks. Besides, you must be mistaken. How can a college student become a chef?" I asked him, rolling my eyes.
"After graduating from college, he couldn't find a good job, so he opened a specialty snack bar at a tourist attraction. He researched a lot of special dishes on his own. I heard that the business is very good and he made a lot of money." Wang Zijun said with a bitter face.
I said "Oh", in this world, college students may not necessarily find good jobs, as long as you have a good brain, you can make a fortune by opening a snack bar. I was drunk at the moment, my mind was fuzzy, and my eyes were sore that I couldn't open them. I said to him, "Tomorrow I will go and get this place back for you, go to sleep first." I closed my eyes and knew nothing.
I woke up at around 8am and saw Wang Zijun sitting in the office watching TV. When he saw me wake up, he hurriedly told me: "Just now the morning news reported that a dancer named Qin Sihua died in the underground parking lot. Her eyes were dug out, just like the little girl on the train!"
My heart skipped a beat and I sat up, thinking that something was wrong. I had driven away the evil spirit in her body with the magic water, so how could she not escape this disaster? By the way, when the old man surnamed Liang saw the evil spirit attached to her, she said that she would die in three days.
I quickly counted on my fingers, and it was exactly three days! I was so busy thinking that I didn't realize that I didn't need to count on my fingers for three days. I must have become mentally retarded.
"When did he die?" I asked.
"The news said that the police retrieved surveillance footage from the parking lot and that her time of death was 2 a.m. She had just driven back and got out of the car when she was killed."
"Did you see the murderer in the video?" My heart suddenly started beating wildly.
"The news didn't say that, it just said the case was under further investigation."
Shit, can't we see how she died on the surveillance video? What's the point of investigating? But the truth doesn't matter to me, she must have died from the demon slayer!
I stared at the TV blankly, not paying attention to what was on, my mind was full of the strange events that happened in the past two days. If the little girl, the doctor, and Qin Sihua died in the same way, they must have been committed by the same murderer. This ghost had already been taken away by the old man named Liang on the train, so how could he come out to kill people
Could it be that the old man's bottle was not resistant to attack, and the ghost made a hole in it and escaped? That's not right. The outside of the bottle was covered with yellow talismans. They were all authentic Taoist talismans. The old man didn't mind the trouble and pasted more than a dozen of them. Even if the black and white impermanence were inside, he would have to think twice.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in my head, and I thought of Yang Donghao. There are also underworld organizations in the underworld. Could this serial murder case be committed by ghosts sent by Master Feng