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Chapter 45: Midnight Scary

In the middle of the night, everything was quiet. In this villa area, there was little sound of cars in the middle of the night. Jing'er woke up, she slowly got up, glanced at Lin Lefeng, who was sleeping deeply, then opened the window and jumped out.

There are always days like this, and things like this always happen. Jing'er feels very tired, and there are still nearly five hundred years to suffer. Just thinking about it, she feels that life is worse than death. After all, the woman named Long, in her previous life

Is it true that killing people, setting fires, raping, and plundering will lead to reincarnation as a dragon girl in this life? This sentence is Long Yinle's mantra, but it has been stolen by every dragon girl.

There are cars passing by at high speed on the street, and the life of luxury and luxury is now the climax.

Jing'er entered a restaurant with the lights on. There were more than a dozen tables of people in the restaurant. They all came from nearby bars, got drunk, and then looked for a place to have late-night snacks. This restaurant usually did not open late at night.

It's night, but I don't know why the lights are brightly lit tonight.

There was an expressionless old lady sitting at the counter, her head lowered, calculating the orders on the table. Waitresses in red clothes were serving the dishes in the hall. They were quite beautiful, with heavy makeup, and their steps were

brisk.

Jing'er found a table against the wall. After sitting down, a waiter immediately came up and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever!" Jing'er said calmly.

The waiter smiled at her and said, "Please wait a moment." After saying that, he gave Jinger a meaningful look, took the order and walked to the kitchen.

Jing'er looked around, there were more than thirty guests in total, almost all of them were drunk, some were men and women, some were sleeping on the table, and the dishes placed on their table were all filled with snakes, insects and rats.

ant.

Jing'er stood up and a waiter immediately came up and asked, "Where are you going?" Her eyes were strange and even hostile. Jing'er smiled and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

The waiter pointed to the door behind her and said, "Over there!"

Jing'er said thank you and walked to the bathroom.

She glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror, smiled slightly, lit the fire spell with her index finger, and in an instant, the bathroom was engulfed in flames.

She ran out, shouting as she ran: "Hurry up, there's a fire, there's a fire!"

The drunken men and women ran towards the door in panic. In the panic, someone fell down, and his companions pulled him up and continued running outside.

In just two minutes, only the old lady at the counter and the waiter were left in the store.

The door was closed with a bang. The old woman slowly raised her head and glanced at Long Jing'er with a sinister and sharp look. She said coldly: "You let them go, but you hurt yourself."

The waiters suddenly gathered around them. Their originally beautiful faces were gone. There were mottled and ugly scars on their faces and arms. Several people also came out of the kitchen. Some of them had no scars on their faces, but their faces were purple.

Black.

Jing'er suddenly remembered a piece of news. The previous one here was also a restaurant. Later, after get off work, the people in the restaurant held an after-dinner meeting. The people in the kitchen had just finished their work and forgot to turn off the gas fire, so they hurried out to hold the meeting. , as a result, all the employees in the store were burned to death, including the proprietress from Hong Kong.

"You have your own way, why do you want to stay in the human world?" Jing'er said sharply.

"Because we are not willing to accept it. We died unjustly and someone killed us!" The old woman's face was twisted and she said with a sinister smile.

Jing'er shook her head, "No, the news said that you lit the oil pan because the gas in the kitchen was not turned off, which caused the fire. No one is framing you, you can go on your way."

The old woman laughed loudly. The laughter was horrible and unpleasant. Jing'er frowned, "Speak nicely, why are you laughing?"

The old woman stretched out her withered hand and quickly stretched it towards Jing'er's neck. Jing'er flicked her fingers and a stream of air hit the old woman's eyebrows. The old woman leaned back and fell to the ground, but then she stood up like a roly-poly.

, but with a bit more terror in her eyes, she asked solemnly: "Are you here to catch us?"

The waitresses and chefs said sadly: "We died unjustly, we died unjustly!"

Jing'er was a little confused. She was obviously burned to death in a fire, so why did she say she died unjustly? She pulled a chair and sat down. She pulled the old woman in front of her and asked, "Tell me, how did you do it?"

An unjust death?"

The old woman's face was full of resentment, and she said sadly: "If I hadn't died, I would have been seventy years old this year. I have children in Hong Kong, but I missed my hometown, so I took a sum of savings and came back here to open a restaurant.

The business of the restaurant has always been very good. However, because the owner of the restaurant opposite was jealous that we had taken away their customers, he took revenge on us many times. It is common for us to let go of insects and snakes. This time, he actually sent

Someone sneaked into our kitchen and set a fire. The head chef saw it. The head chef chased him out and fought with him on the street. The head chef was hit by a car and died, but the man who set the fire escaped."

"What evidence do you have to prove that the person who set the fire was someone from the restaurant opposite?" Jing'er asked.

The old woman was at a loss for words. She was a little resentful, "Who else could it be if they weren't them? They come here to make trouble again and again. Is there anything they can't do?"

Jing'er said calmly: "I will investigate this matter clearly, but you can't stay in the human world anymore. You must go back to the underworld immediately."

"We were killed, and the resentment in our hearts has not been eliminated. We cannot be reincarnated. We cannot see the perpetrators brought to justice, and we will not die in peace." The old woman said angrily.

"Yes, we will not die in peace." The waiters and cooks also shouted.

Jing'er frowned and thought for a moment, then said: "Whether you want it or not, the world of the earth is no longer a place for you. Even if I don't take you back today, the ghosts will not let you go. Instead of hiding here and there like this

, why not go back to the underworld and stay there? Since I promised to investigate for you, I will naturally give you justice. If you are really killed by someone, I guarantee that the person who harmed you will definitely die a bad death."

"No, we won't leave. Unless we see him brought to justice and sentenced to death, we won't leave." The old woman sat on the ground and said in a playful manner.

Jing'er was a little irritated and asked: "Where is your head chef?"

Suddenly, a soul covered in blood appeared in front of Jing'er. Almost all of his face was mangled with blood, one arm was missing, and his clothes were all covered in blood. It was terrifying to see him.

Jing'er asked: "Did you see that person setting the fire with your own eyes? Why didn't you put out the fire immediately but chased him out?"

The head chef said quietly: "Because I have been harassed many times, I saw someone setting a fire and I was very angry. I thought about catching this bad guy and handing him over to the police so that no one would harass us again. I thought there would be other

When someone discovers a fire in a wok, he will come in to put out the fire. Who knows, everyone is in a meeting and no one notices." As the head chef said, he started crying, "If I hadn't chased the bad guy at that time, but put out the fire immediately, everyone would have been saved.

Why am I so stupid? Why am I so impulsive?" His voice became more and more shrill, as sharp and desolate as a night owl.

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