Here Lies The Wicked

Looking at the sudden soul of the account, Fang was slightly surprised.

It was only then that he realized that many official Food Safety Authority vehicles appeared on the street next to him.

A restaurant is being spot-checked by the Food Safety Authority.

And that soul came from this street.

However, he was just bowing his head and did not see exactly which shop or household his soul came from.

But at this point, it was far apart and suddenly saw a familiar side figure.

Captain Fischer, who had just come out of a fast food restaurant, seemed to feel something. A strong man like them was particularly sensitive to the outside air engine, and he turned his eyes in confusion and looked in one direction.

But there's nothing peculiar about it, just an ordinary pedestrian passing through the street.

……

When Captain Fei leaves, Fang Zheng's figure turns out of an alley.

He took another look at the direction of the fast food restaurant that Captain Phil had previously come out of, and then turned around and left in the other direction.

Fast food restaurant…

takeout…

Fang thought about the aunt in the cultural community, and finally wanted to talk to him about the explosive content.

She mentioned that Zhang Xiaohui's evening was strange and had not been two days a day.

Recently, Zhang Xiaohui ordered takeout at night and had eaten for several days. According to the old lady's memory, it was almost a week or so.

And in the evening, through some... evil doors.

First of all, the walking is silent.

The second is to go out more than once or twice and forget to wear shoes.

But the weirdest thing is that the next day I asked Zhang Xiaohui, and Zhang Xiaohui had no recollection of being greeted the night before. The old lady thought Zhang Xiaohui was mentally ill like sleepwalking, so whenever she heard movement in the aisle, she would see if Zhang Xiaohui was out sleepwalking again.

Living in the same neighborhood, she was worried about what happened to her neighbor.

But I dare not wake Zhang Xiaohui. The news always says that when people are sleepwalking, don't try to wake up the sleepwalkers in case of accidents.

Every sleepwalking takeout?

You don't remember anything the next day?

You can't help but think of similar situations you've seen in the group before.

Zhang Xiaohui said he didn't remember going out, but Zhao Fengyu insisted that he had seen Zhang Xiaohui go out and greeted her.

On the way back, Fang did not take the car, but walked and thought about things.

Take-out, Zhang Xiaohui, Municipal People's Hospital, soul qi, members of the Special Operations Department appearing at the fast food restaurant, the catering industry was inspected.

Is there some inevitable link between these clues?

For example, the person who ate the takeout suffered food poisoning and then went to the people's hospital...

So the Department of Special Operations and the Food and Health Administration jointly inspected the restaurant...

Soul!

Ghosts!

Is food poisoning related to ghosts?

Square feels that he has caught the glimmer of light in his blink.

According to the preliminary information available, food poisoning has the following characteristics:

Sleepwalking;

Don't remember what happened during sleepwalking;

susceptibility to addiction;

Things started to get weird, and gradually they started to distinguish themselves from normal people, like cat eyes, wall peeping, etc.

Apart from this, there may be other features, but the information currently available is limited and can only be temporarily associated with this much.

When the truth behind the shredded cocoon is gradually drawn, in broad daylight, a hint of chill is felt on the back.

The first spiritual qi of his life is from the People's Hospital of the city, which is also the first day of spiritual recovery. Isn't that saying that this thing started spreading in the city long before spiritual recovery?

According to the law of the sooner the ghost recovers, the more terrible the strength, this thing existed before the spiritual recovery, isn't that at least a centenary ghost level?

And after four months of spiritual recovery, this century-old ghost of recovery, under spiritual nourishment, may now not say what kind of horror has grown into.

Just this thought, I feel that even if I have walked into the night swim level, I may not really be able to live.

Let's not talk about the distant existence of the scourge.

On top of ordinary century-old ghosts, there are also century-old ghosts born before the resurrection of spirituality!

Such a ghost should be at least about the same level as the two corpse kings who fled under the Tongjiang Bridge, right?

The series of crashes on the Tongjiang Bridge occurred before the recovery of spiritual energy.

Under the siege, you can still escape the upper body. You can imagine how horrible the power of this corpse king is. And the fleeing corpse king, it seems, has yet to be found.

When I think about it, real chickens are stressed out.

The eggs were sore for a while.

However, not only did this not allow the right mindset, but it became an incentive for him to move forward and work harder to make up for the awkward cultivation.

You have the spiritual resurrection.

I have the biggest secret of human skin scriptures.

It's not necessarily who dies in the end!!

……

However, Fang did not expect that he had just met Captain Fei on the road during the day. The next time he saw him, he attracted him again so soon.

Night.

The night sky is dark, but under the city's night view, it is green with red wine, a building with brilliant lights, snack streets, shopping malls, pedestrian streets and other streets, and people's voices are boiling. This moment is reversed day and night, only the night is the most prosperous time, prosperity disperses the cold and silence of the night, people enjoy the peace and tranquillity brought to them by this land.

There's no time to be quiet, but someone is carrying your weight forward.

When Fang Zheng held his small hand, held two barrels of Kentucky family barrels in his arms, carried clothes of happiness and satisfaction, and a little black with chicken bones like a dog, appeared in Mr. Fu's shop, he saw that Captain Fei was also in the underworld shop today.

Although she had seen Captain Fei several times, she was not afraid of life. She picked up Kentucky's family bucket and shared a bucket of Kentucky's family bucket with Mr. Fook, Zhang Butcher and Captain Fei in the store.

Captain Fei smiled kindly at the clothes and just wanted to say no. He said: “Captain Fei, please don't be polite. The clothes have always been taken care of. This barrel of family clothes was bought from the money she earned by herself. This is a small man's heart, so thank you for your constant care. ”

Her clothes hugged the family bucket and bowed down to everyone in the store. She would not speak, which was an expression of her inner gratitude and gratitude.

“Ha ha, I want to have a daughter to raise, or Brother Fang, you have the luck, you have such good clothes.” Captain Fei is no longer polite this time. He took over the family barrel and split it it with Mr. Fook and Mr. Zhang.

After sharing the complete home bucket, it would seem to be inadvertently curious to ask Captain Fei to come.

Captain Fei first took a look at Mr. Fu. After obtaining his consent, Captain Fei wiped his grease fingers with a paper towel and handed them over to Fang Zheng.

Turn around and take a look.

File No. 11: [Serial disappearances].

File No. 10: [Tongjiang Bridge Lianjiang Falling River Event].

File No. 9: [Corpse oil cover meal event].