Zhang Lihua received a call from Liao Wenjie and asked the receptionist to take him into the office.
"Ajie, you are welcome to sit down wherever you like."
Zhang Lihua was sitting on the guest sofa, with her hands folded on her legs, her legs together and slightly tilted. She sat like a lady and said, "What kind of wind brought you here today?"
Nice legs!
Glancing at the long legs wrapped in black stockings under the overalls, Liao Wenjie silently gave her a thumbs up and replied: "Sister Lihua, to be honest, a nasty guest came to my door today, and I'm here to collect debts."
"Um?!"
"Let's get to know each other. My younger brother's company opened some time ago. It would be outrageous if you, the elder sister, didn't prepare a generous gift. You didn't even send a flower basket."
"Ajie, please forgive me. Your company has a 'master' in charge, and I don't dare to have any relations with it." Zhang Lihua waved her hands repeatedly, shouldering the heavy responsibility of passing on the family line, and not daring to provoke the famous Lyon.
"To be honest, Leon is not that..."
Halfway through the words, Liao Wenjie found that he didn't believe it, so he changed his words: "Maybe there is some evil, but it is far less exaggerated than the rumors outside. Look, I have known Leon for a long time, and we are living well!
"
Maybe it’s because birds of a feather flock together, and you’re also quite evil!
Zhang Lihua muttered in her heart and skipped the topic about Lyon: "Okay, this time it's my sister's fault. Please tell me how to make up for it?"
Speaking of this, she smiled and changed her sitting position, crossing her legs up and down, with her toes hanging to the ground, and the straight curves of her legs were clearly visible.
Liao Wenjie rolled his eyes. The only bad thing about him being handsome was that he was often teased by his pretty elder sister.
Fortunately, it's not a big problem. It's not a year or two since he became handsome. He has long been accustomed to it and is no longer surprised.
"Sister Lihua, for the sake of sincerely admitting your mistake, I won't embarrass you. Do you still have the amulet you gave me last time? If so, I'll give you twenty or thirty more."
"That's right. It's not like radishes in the vegetable field. You can't say there are any."
"That's right. There are not always radishes in the vegetable field."
"..."x2
Seeing Zhang Lihua throwing two sanitary balls, Liao Wenjie chuckled and said: "Just kidding, I know Sister Lihua's amulet is extraordinary and can be compared to that of a Taoist priest. That's good. Let's each take a step back. You can give me a brother-in-law price. I'll be generous."
Have some shame and cut off the fraction from your quotation."
"Wait, why does it sound like I took two steps back?"
"It's okay. Let's each take one step back. It's no different than you taking two steps back at a time, because the distance is the same."
"No wonder your company's business is so good."
Zhang Lihua complained and gossiped: "Ajie, why do you need so many talismans? Are they for your girlfriends?"
"Awesome, as expected of Sister Lihua, you have discovered all this!"
"From the moment you walked in, the house was filled with the smell of all kinds of perfumes. It's hard not to notice. I'll give you a suggestion. Buy the same brand of perfume for your girlfriends, so you won't be afraid of wearing the same brand in the future." Zhang Lihua shook her head.
She has seen people who are carefree, but this is the first time she has seen someone as carefree as Liao Wenjie.
"I've tried this method before, but it didn't work."
Liao Wenjie shrugged: "Sister Lihua, you are also a woman. You should know that there is not only one scent of perfume on a woman's makeup table. Time, occasion, clothing, etc. are all factors that determine the scent of perfume. There is too much uncertainty.
, it doesn’t make much sense to buy perfumes for your girlfriends at the same time, and it can easily be self-defeating.”
Zhang Lihua patted her forehead and said speechlessly: "Ajie, after hearing your words of experience, I don't know whether I should praise you or scold you."
"Speaking of this, I still want to ask you. The effect of that Qi-concentrating spell is average. The femininity is still there, but it can't be removed at all." Liao Wenjie complained.
"You can't blame me. There's no problem with the spell. It's just that there are too many women around you."
Zhang Lihua joked, took out her computer and typed, and quoted a family price to Liao Wenjie. After confirming that it was correct, she frowned and said: "Ajie, where is the amulet I gave you last time? Don't say it was given to a girl, that is my sister.
A meeting gift for you."
"No, the amulet was destroyed. Some time ago, I encountered a very powerful ghost and almost hit him." Liao Wenjie said with a serious face as he told the story of Chu Renmei in Huangshan Village. The plot was slightly processed and became twists and turns and extremely dangerous.
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Chu Renmei's experiences during her lifetime were sympathizing, and Zhang Lihua was filled with emotion. As a woman, she felt deeply unworthy of Chu Renmei's wrongdoing.
"From what you said, you are now registered in the police station just like Uncle Feng?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Uncle Feng is fine, but you..."
Zhang Lihua looked Liao Wenjie up and down and said doubtfully: "In terms of career, you have your own company, in terms of life, you have relationships with relatives and friends to take care of, and in terms of relationships, you have several girlfriends...and you also have to practice spiritual practice, and you have taken a job from the police station.
Can your girlfriends cope with work?"
"It's not a big problem. There's always something like squeezing in time."
Liao Wenjie was about to say something else when his cell phone rang, and he nodded repeatedly after answering the call.
"Sister Lihua, that's it for today. I'll take my leave now. Call me when the amulet is ready."
"What's wrong? The company has a customer?"
Zhang Lihua said with a smile: "I'm really busy. You can introduce the client over and my sister will help you."
"It's not a client. It's a call from the police station that the Prime Minister is here. I need to go there quickly."
…
Police station.
Liao Wenjie drove to the parking lot, knocked at Lao Zhang's office, and took a file from him.
The file is full of pictures and texts, and the background is the morgue, the one where I met Uncle Feng last time.
Yesterday afternoon, a headless female corpse was excavated from a construction site in Sham Shui Po. An autopsy showed that the deceased was not a modern person and had been dead for hundreds of years.
The strange thing is that the body did not rot, and it had its own air conditioning after being dug out. When it was delivered to the morgue, it was as cold as ice.
The autopsy report was filed and sent to Lao Zhang. Without thinking, he immediately contacted Liao Wenjie.
Liao Wenjie handled Chu Renmei's case very well last time, especially the report after the case was completed, which made Lao Zhang so impressed that it was a pity that Liao Wenjie did not write novels.
Chu Renmei was unlucky during her lifetime, but her resentment persisted after her death. She turned into a ghost and demanded her life. The early stage was compact, with ups and downs, and it was full of imagery. Seeing her kill sixty-six people in three days, Lao Zhang knew something was wrong, but still
I feel extremely relieved.
When Chu Renmei put on the safety bracelet and promised Li Qiang not to kill people indiscriminately, Lao Zhang was still wondering where the subsequent events came from. Later, when the mystery was solved, Chu Renmei's body was dug out during construction at the construction site, and the safety bracelet was accidentally knocked down.
, so that the life-threatening ghost reappeared in the world.
In the early stage, Chu Renmei suffered misfortunes and was a pitiful woman worthy of sympathy. In the later stage, Chu Renmei killed innocent people indiscriminately and was a terrifying ghost. The transformation was so drastic that it made Lao Zhang sigh.
Reading the crime report, I actually got some insights into life. It’s so wonderfully written!
This time the headless female corpse was very similar to Chu Renmei’s case. Lao Zhang didn’t even think about it and contacted Liao Wenjie decisively and waited for the report of [Mountain Village Old Corpse 2].
"Old Zhang, over there at the morgue..."
"I've contacted them over there. Just show your ID when you go over there."
"OK, wait for me to report."
"Haha, this is what I've been waiting for!"
…
By the time Liao Wenjie arrived at the morgue, it was already time to get off work. The old man guarding the morgue verified Liao Wenjie's identity, dropped a bunch of keys and left in a hurry.
it's too cold.
Ever since the headless female corpse was brought in yesterday, the temperature in the morgue has dropped sharply, and it can't be stopped even through several doors.
Liao Wenjie put on gloves and a mask, and saw the female body in the ice cave-like morgue. She was headless, dressed in white, and looked like she was about to cause trouble tonight.
No need to look at it, just the lingering resentment in the air shows that the female corpse was a person with a story before her death, and most likely she passed away in an uneasy manner.
He raised his hand and pasted a yellow talisman to seal the strong resentment on the female body. He found a chair at the registration desk and sat down, took out his mobile phone and started making a call.
You can see people on Hong Kong Island, and it doesn't matter whether you make phone calls or not. You must always call Neon. Because if he doesn't call, he will definitely call. Another chance, he happened to be running in the bedroom.
, to answer or not to answer?
The call brought tears to his eyes, and he called Nogami Saeko again. This young lady was rational and not lacking in rationality. Her self-development process was slow, and contacting her from time to time could effectively suppress the rational part.
After finishing the long-distance call, it was getting dark outside. Liao Wenjie put away his cell phone and closed his eyes to rest, then slowly opened it after half an hour.
In sight, a headless female corpse was walking stiffly, with cool air spreading under her feet. At the same time, the door of the morgue opened, and a human head with long black hair hanging down floated in.
The female corpse raised her hand, grabbed the long black hair, and walked out of the morgue holding the head.
"Miss, please stay. The corpse house is an important place. You need to register your identity information to enter and exit. Please tell me your name." Liao Wenjie leaned against the window and said with a smile.
The female corpse slowly turned around, raised her arms, her head was pale, her lips were red, and she said with a ferocious smile: "I am a ghost, are you not afraid of me?"
"That's what I should say!"
Liao Wenjie raised his hand and sprinkled a large red thread, tightly wrapped around the headless body, pulled it closer, and said to the head through the window: "I am a Taoist priest, are you not afraid of me?"
The female corpse struggled fiercely and wailed miserably. Seeing that the demonic sound blasting through her ears was ineffective, she said resentfully: "Why, you stinking Taoist priests just don't catch the bad guys, why do you want to stop me from taking revenge?"
"Miss, times have changed!"
Liao Wenjie sighed: "I know you have a grudge, otherwise I would have slapped you to death. But times have changed, and now it has been hundreds of years since your unjust death. Your enemies have long since disappeared. Letting you out is nothing more than indiscriminate killing of innocent people."
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"Yes, my enemies are dead, but their descendants are still alive. Blood debt must be paid with blood. I want their descendants to pay with their lives!" The head has ferocious features, and deep in the eyes, there is a layer of hostility, murderous intent, and resentment.
Layer wrapping.
"Stop it, before it's too late..."
Liao Wenjie took out the Minotaur Token, holding the Black Mountain Mask and tearing a crack in the front: "Forget it, I probably won't understand from your look, I'll give you a ride myself!"