153, Zhang Quanyou has only one day left
On the second floor of Home Inn.
That is, in Du Gui's bedroom.
At this moment.
Du Guizheng followed the instructions and installed an invisible camera on the bedside table beside his bed where he kept money.
Don't say...
Although this is my first time doing something like this.
But his technique is very skillful, and he is almost self-taught.
"I didn't expect that the camera installation techniques in those small movies were actually real. Sure enough, filming these days has to be professional..."
Du Gui installed the camera.
He checked it, and if he hadn't installed it himself, he wouldn't have discovered that there was a camera hidden on the handle of the cabinet.
Moreover, there is another one on the wall directly opposite.
Finish these.
Du Gui opened the cabinet again, hesitated, and stuffed a hundred dollars into it.
"One hundred yuan, I wonder if the money thief will come."
"How about a hundred more?"
He was afraid that the money thief wouldn't come around, so he stuffed another one.
Sudden.
at this time.
The cell phone's ringtone suddenly rang.
Du Gui took out his cell phone and looked at the caller's contact, and it turned out to be Zhang Quanyou.
"What's the matter?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Quanyou seemed to be flipping through files, and the sound of rustling pages could be heard.
"Boss Du, I've made some discoveries here about the things you asked me to help investigate."
Upon hearing this.
Du Gui immediately became serious: "What discovery?"
Zhang Quanyou said in a strange tone: "The day your old neighbors died was the day after your parents had an accident, but those neighbors all went to the construction site at that time."
"Then, they'll all die."
"This is weird, you know?"
Du Gui shook his head: "I don't understand. Is it strange that they have all been to the construction site?"
Zhang Quanyou said: "Let me ask you, what is there at the construction site?"
Du Gui replied: "Workers, unfinished buildings, developers, and that weird thing, etc..."
"You mean, their deaths are related to weirdness?"
"That's right!"
On the other end of the phone, Zhang Quanyou's tone became very serious: "I pulled out all the information about the supernatural incident in Anzhou half a month ago, and I discovered something very scary."
"Before the first evil spirit appeared, the black woven bag had already turned into something weird."
"Although I can't find the time of its birth, I have a very bold idea. It might have been born the day after your parents died."
When it comes to this.
Zhang Quanyou lowered his voice and said: "The weird ones are higher than the evil spirits, because they have certain rules, and they all have ghosts. The evil spirits are higher than the resentful ghosts, because they can already affect the minds of living people and turn them into ghosts."
slave."
"The more powerful it is, the more difficult it is to conceive."
"But in Anzhou, this iron law seems to be completely reversed. Weirdness may appear earlier than the evil spirit. At least, this is the case with the weirdness near your home."
silence……
Du Gui was silent for a while. The part of his memory he recovered was that on the night his parents disappeared, he went to the construction site and beat the damn developer to death with a steel bar in his hand.
Then he put it into a woven bag, drove the developer's BMW, and left the construction site.
Further behind is Dapan Mountain.
But there are obvious gaps between the two memories.
Logically speaking, I should have abandoned the body at that time, but the black woven bag returned to the construction site. Even if it turned into a weird thing, its range of activities was limited.
"Someone put it on a construction site."
Du Gui analyzed the answer very calmly.
"The reason why those neighbors died may be because they saw something they shouldn't have seen, so they all died."
Zhang Quanyou said on the other end of the phone: "I think it's very possible. Anzhou is a very evil place. Even if someone tells me now that the owner of the tomb may have escaped long ago, I dare to believe it."
While talking.
Du Gui suddenly heard a painful groan coming from the other end of the phone.
It seems that Zhang Quan has some hidden illness.
He quickly asked with concern: "Brother, are you okay?"
Zhang Quanyou took a deep breath and said: "It's okay, it's just that the death-seeking ghost seems to be coming soon. I can feel that at this time tomorrow, it will smell my scent and appear in front of me."
Du Gui's heart skipped a beat: "What! Did you come so fast?"
Zhang Quanyou said bitterly: "This is fate, brother, why don't we go have tea together in the evening? I asked you to come last time, but I never had time to honor it. If I don't invite you, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."
Du Gui frowned: "Didn't Mr. Tang and Mr. Qian both kill the life-seeking ghost, and more than once? There will definitely be a way. Go to Mr. Qian, he may be able to tell you what to do."
"good……"
…
On the other end of the phone.
Zhang Quanyou hung up the phone.
He put the documents in his hand aside, leaned against the wall, and sat down slowly.
It's not a secret that the killer is in the polling bureau.
Everyone who joins the polling bureau will know the relevant information about the life-seeking ghost.
There is no need to ask Mr. Qian at all.
Because just like everyone's abilities are different, the Death Killer is also unique.
Everyone's method, or experience, of killing the life-seeking ghost cannot be replicated repeatedly.
"Only I can see it."
Zhang Quanyou took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket and lit it for himself shivering.
He took a sip almost greedily.
"My ability is just to smell ghosts and track ghosts. In the poll bureau, there are many people who are better than me."
"With my ability, how could I possibly kill the life-seeking ghost?"
"Brother, you are too naive."
Zhang Quanyou felt very desperate, but his face gradually calmed down.
To kill the life-seeking ghost, you can only rely on your own abilities.
It is simply impossible to seek help from others.
The polling bureau does have some legendary things that can deal with life-seeking ghosts, but those are secrets among secrets. Zhang Quan has such a detachment leader and an auxiliary ability, so he is not qualified to use it.
Because there are so few of those items, they are still consumables.
A long time passed.
Zhang Quanyou looked at the mobile phone placed aside, took it over and made a call.
As soon as you open your mouth.
He said calmly: "Xiao Feng, send me the location of the ferocious god-level ghosts in Anzhou that have not yet been eliminated."
"Okay Captain Zhang, wait a minute... Captain Zhang, you are on vacation now. Mr. Qian has already said hello to you, and you will not be assigned any tasks for the next few days."
Zhang Quanyou said: "I am your direct superior. You should listen to Mr. Qian, but you should listen to me."
Xiao Feng said: "Well, there are currently thirty-four ferocious gods that have not been eliminated in Anzhou."
"What? Why are there so many more?"
"Captain Zhang, another small-scale supernatural incident broke out around four o'clock in the morning this morning. The extra evil spirit just appeared today. But you are still on vacation, so no one informed you."
As he spoke, Xiao Feng sent the locations of all thirty-four fierce god-level ghosts to Zhang Quanyou's mobile phone.
He hung up the phone and clicked on the information.
Read it line by line.
Zhang Quanyou saw a familiar fierce spirit - codename: Sister Hong.
The other fierce god codenames are all normal, except that it is blood red.
This means that Sister Hong is extremely dangerous now.
Zhang Quanyou took another puff of cigarette and said: "I was brought out by Mr. Tang. It and the water ghost killed Mr. Tang's granddaughter, so I will use it to repay Mr. Tang."
"Before I die, I just want to kill a few more ghosts."
Chapter completed!