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Chapter 458: Fool

"I know it's hard for you to accept, but that's the truth."

The young man scratched his head and turned around to sit on the chair.

"On the way you sent me home that day, I did encounter dirty things."

"You also said it was ghosts who broke into the wall, remember?"

"Hmm...I have a bit of an impression."

Wei Shan looked at the serious-looking Wang Jin and didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only sit on the chair with him.

He couldn't remember clearly what happened last Friday.

It's like drinking a piece of wine.

But he knew that he couldn't have drank that day, and even if he drank, he wouldn't have lost all the bullets and three talismans.

has a problem.

"You also told me that your ancestor was a Taoist priest and wore a charm on his body."

Wang Jin continued to speak, gesturing lightly with his hands.

"I remember there were three."

"How do you know so clearly?"

Wei Shan frowned and asked.

"You took it out."

Wang Jin slightly shrank his neck, as if he recalled something bad.

"That day when we walked to the gate of the community, I started to feel dizzy and nauseated, as if something was talking in my ears."

"I didn't believe it at first, but I didn't expect that you would also fall into the trap and your behavior would become a little abnormal."

As Wang Jin spoke, he took out his mobile phone and showed Wei Shan a video captured by a surveillance camera.

In the video, a middle-aged man with an upright appearance was sweating profusely and relieving himself against the wall.

It seems quite urgent.

"Ahem...I've seen this before."

Wei Shan smiled awkwardly and pushed Wang Jin's phone back.

He had also investigated it himself, but unfortunately the surveillance in Sunshine Community was not nearly the same.

Apart from this video, he had nothing else to gain.

As for why I want to do this...

Wei Shan vaguely remembered that he was breaking down ghosts and building walls.

"I was about to faint from fright at this time, and I was squatting on one side to catch my breath."

Wang Jin pointed at the corner of the video and put the phone back before Wei Shan could see it clearly.

The latter looked complicated, but didn't say much.

Anyway, the surveillance didn't capture it, and there are no witnesses.

Not to mention squatting and panting, even if Wang Jin said that he was fighting zombies in a place where surveillance cameras could not capture it, he would have no choice but to believe it.

"I didn't believe in these ghosts and ghosts at first... I didn't expect it."

The young man sighed, his tone suddenly becoming sincere and grateful.

"Brother Wei, you suddenly took out a pistol and a charm from your pocket, and started shooting while chanting."

"Although I didn't know what happened, my physical discomfort improved quickly."

Having said this, Wang Jin suddenly grabbed Wei Shan's hand and shook it up and down, as if thanking his savior.

"Thanks to Brother Wei."

"It's a pity that you yelled 'Don't come here' and then fell to the ground."

Wang Jin spoke with great emotion, and those who didn't know thought he was telling a story.

"You could vaguely hear something roaring, and then you took out the third talisman, and then everything returned to normal."

"When I asked the security guard, I found out that none of this was recorded. Maybe there was some kind of supernatural force interfering."

Wang Jin took out his phone again and showed Wei Shan another video.

On the screen, Wei Shan roared loudly and waved his arms, as if he was fighting something, and was gradually losing ground.

The moment he pulled out the talisman, a heart-stopping ghost cry sounded, and it sounded like a female ghost.

The scene stopped abruptly, and the photographer seemed scared.

"This was recorded by a resident."

"I...I don't have this memory."

"Maybe I'm too tired."

Wang Jin nodded and told the other party not to worry.

Wei Shan here is transformed into a mirror ghost, and as for the female ghost’s cry...

A certain little fox came over to cause trouble while Wang Jin was recording a video, and was beaten up. He covered his head and groaned for a long time.

Everything is fake, it's strange that Wei Shan can have an impression.

Wang Jin initially chose Sunshine Community as his place to stay because the surveillance there had been out of order all year round. He was thankful to have twenty minutes a day to work.

Coupled with the doctor's deliberate sabotage, I couldn't find out what happened that day even when I came.

"Anyway, Brother Wei, you saved my life from those strange things, and I am sincerely grateful."

Wang Jin paused and swiped his phone again.

What appeared this time was a photo of a red banner with yellow characters on it, which said "Thank you Wei Shan for saving my life."

"It will be delivered to you in a few days."

The young man smiled and patted Wei Shan casually.

The latter seems to have not yet recovered from the thrilling ghost-hunting story.

There is no way, what Wang Jin said is too true.

Whether it was breaking down ghosts and hitting walls at the beginning, or using spells and pistols to fight back, it all seemed like his own style.

From a layman's perspective, Wang Jin described many details that only an expert would know.

It was as if he had experienced it all himself.

Coupled with those two videos, Wei Shan has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it.

"Ahem, everything should be done."

The man scratched his head and decided not to pursue it further.

Although he felt that he had been deceived by the young man in front of him, he could not refute it with any evidence.

Since there was no suspicion of guilt, Wei Shan could only let Wang Jin go.

Bang! Bang!

"Don't move! If you move again we have the right to kill you!"

"The suspect is preparing to escape!"

There were shouts and fighting sounds in the distance, and it seemed like chaos.

"Damn it!"

Wei Shanteng suddenly stood up and ran away.

"Then I'll go back first."

The young man nodded with a smile, turned around and walked out of the police station door.

——

"call…"

In the quaint little courtyard, an old man with gray hair was holding a purple clay pot and drinking sip after sip.

The rocking chair made a creaking sound, but it was not harsh.

The two diseased plum trees in the yard stretch out and complement the red brick wall.

Relaxed and at ease.

"Mr. Lu, I've brought you here."

Two figures came from the direction of the penthouse.

The man in the lead had a fat head, big ears, and a sinewy face. He seemed to exude a faint smell of blood, making people afraid to look directly at him.

Like a butcher.

Behind him is a man wearing a hoodie.

Thin, cold, and uncomfortable.

"The person who steals life... I have admired him for a long time."

The man gently took off his hoodie, revealing a face with a faint evil look between his brows.

"My name is Kong E."

——

"Oh...he ran away."

Wang Jin was eating the steak cooked by the madman and watching TV.

The news of Wu Zhuo's escape was scrolling on it.

"Resisting arrest, assaulting the police... now it's really exciting."

The madman nodded and spoke in agreement.

"We can also relax a little bit."

"I hope so."

Wang Jin sighed and said nothing more.

It is impossible for the commanding bureau to let the police deal with a hybrid of the Shih Evil level. In the end, it is actually up to Wang Jin, a tool man, to deal with it.

However, Wu Zhuo and the doctor will probably calm down a bit during this time.

besides…

"You really don't want to eat? It will get cold later."

Wang Jin sighed and turned to look at the little fox.

She was lying in the distance with a lonely face, and seemed quite sad.

Wang Jin can probably understand her mood.

This little guy ran home desperately as soon as school was over, wanting to cook something delicious for Wang Jin.

As a result, he was overtaken by a madman.

"Can you two have a meal alone?"

The young man sighed and walked over with the plate in hand.

Seeing the little fox become beaming, Wang Jin vaguely heard the wail of a madman.


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