Otherworldly Merchant

I thought about it and called Li Mazi to briefly explain the story.

As soon as Li Mazi heard about the haunting on the site, Zhang Wujin might have got it out, and he couldn't help but be extremely surprised.

“Asako, in your judgment, why would this guy do that? ”

Li Mazi thought, “I think the man behind it should be Mr. Guo's opponent! In order not to allow Mr. Guo to start the work smoothly, he had already bought Zhang Wujin. He was trying to make a ghost out of it, so that he could take the land. When it's done, send someone to kill Zhang Wujin and kill him! These rats do everything, but I think we should still..."

I thought, “Your assumptions are very likely. But the problem is, we've all seen the construction site. It's all deserted mountains and villages on all sides. In the residential neighborhood, it looks like a deal to pay for it. Who's going to buy a house there? The land is simply not worth fighting for, let alone risking so much death. ”

“And Ma Han Xian kept his mouth shut, how can you explain it? At present, Ma Hanxian is not involved in the ghost trick, and even stranger is that he is also dead, and the death form is very strange. I think...”

“Brother Zhang, are you going to stay in charge?” Li Mazi suddenly interrupted my words.

I was stunned and immediately understood.

The reason we're here is to hear that there are ghosts in the worksite who are afraid of hurting innocents. But now that it has been ascertained that there are no shadows or ghosts in the worksite, all the weird things are man-made. As for why they did it, and for what purpose, it had nothing to do with either of us. For reasons of reason, we could all let go. Give it directly to Mr. Guo, or call the police.

I silently said: "Asako, now that we're involved, let's find out! You can't let the ghosts and those who pretend to be the ones behind this! ”

Li Mazi silenced: “Okay, but I was about to tell you something else. ”

“What is it?” I heard something wrong with Li Mazi's tone.

I finally realized that the other side had just stopped saying things a few times, as if I had something to say.

“Mr. Guo went out and I was sitting in his office. His secretary just came in and handed me a letter saying that someone had just placed it at the reception desk and asked them to hand it over to me. ”

“What did the letter say?” My heart suddenly raised it too.

“There's only one photograph in the letter, and it's yours. A fork was struck with a red pen, with July 22 written behind it. ”

As soon as Li Mazi finished, my head buzzed!

With a picture of the Red Fork, this reveals a death threat.

If that were all, I wouldn't be scared, but I remember that July 22 very clearly.

It's Reaper's birthday!

It was on this day that the twelve disciples of Death made their first collective move, and no matter where they hid, what kind of protection they had, none of them were spared.

This day is also the birthday of the god of wealth, according to Chinese agricultural history. But for the killer, it's the same. Isn't it their fortune to die?

The reason for choosing this day to set someone else's death may be their special hobby, but it also formally challenges me!

Previously on the highway, the pursuit, probably just some of the white sheep looked down on me and shot.

And now they're sending death notices!

Just to tell me: destroy you on this day!

Li Mazi didn't know about Reaper. He probably thought we were involved in a covert struggle between the real estate agents, which was why he tried to persuade me to quit as soon as possible.

I pretended like nothing happened and said, "Asako, it's okay. What kind of risk have I not seen in years? A letter of intimidation in the precinct scares me? You didn't ask what the messenger looked like. ”

“I even watched the surveillance. The messenger was Yoon Xinyue. ”

“New moon?” I was suddenly shocked.

“Yes!” Li Mazi said with great certainty: “The man looks almost exactly like Yoon Xinyue. He is her twin sister! ”

“Oh...” I smiled with a strong smile. "Then I have to ask her if she really has a twin sister. All right, Asako, let's do this. We need to keep track of this, and keep in touch if anything happens. ”

After that, I hung up.

I lit a cigarette and lay on my back in a pile of wastegrass.

The pursuit of the Apostles of Death was inevitable, but I didn't know who they were, so I couldn't find them.

It's a good thing they volunteered to send me a death notice.

At least give me a real day!

But the only thing that worries me is, why did they choose someone almost exactly like Yoon Shin-yue to deliver the letter?

Are you threatening my family? It doesn't seem to be their usual practice.

Forget it! It's always time to come. It's useless to think more, let's face it.

Perhaps the simplest and most effective way to do this is with Little White Dragon. Whatever the cow ghost snake god is, if you dare to come, I will dare to destroy you!

Quietly after smoking a cigarette, I prepared a little bit of it and looked at it next door, close to the wall.

The fat lady next door counts as she has three people.

A little granddaughter of four or five years old is being held hostage to a silly son who is paralyzed in bed.

Has a lot of chicken ducks and a half a flower dog.

The old lady didn't touch her feet, she was busy until dark, fed her silly son, and put her little granddaughter to bed. She still sat tirelessly under the lamp sewing her clothes.

I don't want and can't believe what she has to do with this weird case.

But to this day, I must not let go of any clue!

I put an invisible character on it and jumped off the wall.

The flower dog lying on the ground seemed to notice something. He looked at me and shouted twice. However, the voice was very unconfidential, and Wang Wang two sounds were gone. He continued to climb in place.

I walked softly to the door, when! She knocked on the door a few times, and Fatty raised her head in amazement.

Dang!

I tapped a few more times.

That's when she was convinced that someone was knocking on her door and a few glitches of panic flashed in her eyes.

“Who is it? ”

I didn't say anything, keep knocking on the door.

Maybe she was really waiting for someone, or she didn't have anything to worry about, and she opened the door.

She couldn't find me at all under the act of an amulet, and I walked in from her and put an empty bottle on the table.

The old lady looked around and didn't see anyone. She thought she'd heard the wrong thing. She slipped back into the door and came back. As soon as I entered the house, I glanced at the bottle of wine on the table, and I was stunned. One of them fell on the floor without standing steadily!