The moment the investigator lay back, Chen Ge rushed over.
The distance of three meters now seemed like an insurmountable chasm.
Chen Ge's hand failed to catch him in the end.
The night wind poured into both ears, tearing the eardrums. The investigator's face was slightly deformed, and his body was falling at a high speed. This should be the last three seconds of his life.
The distance between the two became farther and farther, and the investigator seemed to have said something in the end. They were too far apart and Chen Ge couldn't hear clearly. He could only vaguely read two words - "Men Nan" through the vague shape of the other person's mouth.
Chen Ge didn't understand why the investigator mentioned Men Nan at the last moment of his life. He might be deliberately interfering, or he might want to leave some message.
"Yao Qingyi!"
Li Zheng's hoarse shouting came from the security door, and several policemen rushed over at the same time.
The heavy object fell, and Chen Ge heard the sound of life passing away for the first time.
Yao Qing hit the ground on the back of his head. His face when he was dying was still looking at the roof, his eyes were wide open, and there was a strange smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Half of his body was stretched out of the building, and Chen Ge's hand was hovering in the air.
"Ghost Stories Association..." This association composed of psychopaths and murderers revealed their true side in front of Chen Ge. They have never cared about the lives of living people.
"Chen Ge, what on earth is going on!" Li Zheng's eyes turned red.
Silently retracting his arm, Chen Ge's voice was somewhat suppressed: "Who asked you to come here?"
"The nurse called the police. A patient saw Lao Yao running out of the ward late at night, as if he was sleepwalking. Considering Xiao Jia's condition, we thought Lao Yao had also had an accident, so we rushed over directly from Fanghuayuan Community."
"Is it the nurse who called the police?" Chen Ge grasped the guardrail with both hands and stared at Yao Qingyi downstairs, looking at the smile on his face when he died.
Are the words he said before his death true or false?
Who is it that uses the ghost ghost to control him?
Wu Fei? President? Or No. 10?
There are only three people left in the Kaidan Association, but if the president is not eliminated, the Kaidan Association will be reborn again soon.
Misfortune and despair happen every day. When the pain accumulates in the bottom of the heart and slowly pollutes the soul, the brochures of the Ghost Story Association will arrive as promised.
"Before next Wednesday comes, the Ghost Story Association must completely disappear."
Zhang Ya fell into a deep sleep, and it was not easy for Chen Ge to deal with the remaining three members of the Ghost Story Association.
"I need new red clothes!"
Police cars surrounded the People's Hospital, because when Yao Qing jumped off the building, Li Zheng and several other police officers also saw what happened, so they did not embarrass Chen Ge.
At four o'clock in the morning, Chen Ge was sent back to New Century Park by the police.
After entering the haunted house and closing the door to the lounge, Chen Ge locked himself in the house alone and took out his black mobile phone and placed it on the table.
It will be open for business tomorrow, but he is not sleepy at all. He sits on a chair and looks through the task information on his phone.
"Daily missions can get rewards, but only nightmare-level missions will change me. Since nightmare missions were changed to random refreshes, I have never seen them refreshed on my phone. Ordinary missions are to improve the horror house, but I can do it in my free time.
Do it.”
"There are two more trial missions in the black phone, the two-star horror scene Death Hearse and the four-star horror scene Psychic Ghost School. Unlock new scenes and complete hidden missions to get a large reward, which also includes ghosts. Go
Doing trial missions can also enhance the strength of the House of Horror, but low-star trial missions have little impact on me, and high-star missions are too dangerous." Chen Ge was also struggling in his heart. After Zhang Ya fell asleep,
He suddenly realized that most of his previous confidence came from this fierce ghost in red who had a soft spot for him.
"The screams from tourists collected in the past few days are enough to exchange for two lottery opportunities. The horror carousel is one of the ways to enhance the overall strength of the horror house, but the uncertainty is too great." Chen Ge recalled his previous lottery draws and shook his head.
I shook my head and decided to wait until noon tomorrow when the yang energy is stronger before trying again.
"The time is limited and the situation is urgent. If the drawn ghost cannot fully obey the orders, then the only choice is to feed it to Xu Yin."
Xu Yin has the potential to become a red-coat, and only a red-coat can pose a threat to the Kaidan Association.
"The Guaitan Association has controlled a blood gate for several years, and they definitely have more red-clothed people than those two. The reason why they haven't acted rashly now is probably because they can't figure out my details. If they know that Zhang Ya is sleeping, they can't
If you wake up on your own, I'm afraid you will take this opportunity to get rid of me immediately."
He turned to look at his own shadow. The shadow in the shape of a long-haired woman was actually an invisible shock!
"Zhang Ya may have thought of this a long time ago." Chen Ge took out the wooden box from his arms. He held the ugly toy in the box and placed the disfigured face in front of his eyes.
"Why would Zhang Ya give it to me? Could it be that this thing can save my life at a critical moment?"
Carrying a disfigured toy around with you is a terrible experience.
Not knowing how to use the disfigured toy, and it being in a wooden box was inconvenient to carry, Chen Ge simply found a black bag and put it inside, out of sight and out of mind.
Putting away his mobile phone and lying on the bed in the lounge, Chen Ge's tense nerves finally relaxed and he fell asleep.
…
At 8:30 in the morning, Chen Ge was awakened by the alarm clock. He had only slept for three to four hours for several days in a row, but he still felt full of energy and did not feel any discomfort. The only abnormality was that his body temperature seemed to be lower than that of ordinary people.
I don't know what went wrong at all.
The park opens at 8:55, and a new day of business begins.
Xiao Gu is still in the hospital. Captain Yan said that he is not seriously injured and is out of danger and will be discharged from the hospital in a few days.
Lao Wang fell ill directly, probably because he was old and suffered strong stimulation, with a high fever that would not go away.
During his occasional moments of sobriety, he told the police that he was ready to quit his job as a security guard. As for what happened to him that night, no one knows, not even he himself.
Tourists poured into the park, and the number of people was even greater than yesterday.
Xiao Gu was away, so Chen Ge could only run between two scenes in rotation, and was busy until noon before taking a break.
The reputation of the haunted house is getting bigger and bigger, and the situation is getting better and better. Although Chen Ge is busy, he feels very fulfilled.
At 12:30 p.m., Chen Ge was sitting at the door of the haunted house checking his morning ticket sales. Just halfway through the tally, his phone suddenly rang.
He opened it and found that it was an unfamiliar number, and instinctively wanted to close it. He had been too busy recently.
"I hope it's just a harassing call."
The call was connected, and a woman's voice came from the other side: "Are you Chen Ge?"
"Yes, I am."
"Hello, I am from Hanjiang Children's Welfare Home. Fan Yu's blood relatives filled in your name in the guardian's power of attorney. Now his aunt is in jail, so there are some things we can only contact you to solve."
"Is it related to Fan Yu?" Chen Ge was still very impressed by the boy who painted ghosts.
"That's right, he recognized a god-sister in our orphanage."
"This is a good thing. The child doesn't like to communicate with others. Now he can change..."
"What if his sister is not a human, but a spider?"