The Underworld Detective

I read a saying from the Song family ancestors. I don't really understand what that means. Grandpa taught me. Working with the dead is also a regular thing to get into something that is not clean. Just read this when you encounter something that is not right.

The crisis was temporarily resolved. Wang Dali also stopped beating leather balls. Huang Xiaotao asked what kind of nerve he had just had and scared himself. Wang Dali explained the consequences of the previous cause. After a while, Huang Xiaotao said frighteningly: “The ghost just put a knife around my neck? ”

I said, "Don't disturb the military. Let me ask you, how do ghosts kill people? ”

Wang Dasha said intermediately: “Ghosts are spiritual attacks, killing people without blood. Sometimes you walk in the street and suddenly you have a chill, that is, ghosts pass by you. Ghosts can kill your soul and replace it. ”

“I don't believe in ridiculous things like this. If ghosts can avenge themselves, what do they need the police for?” I grinned.

“That's it!” Nodded Huang Xiaopeach.

The haunting of this house seems to be a fact. I suggest that we all go upstairs and stay there. One step at a time, people gather together and the sun will flourish, and ghosts will not be able to get close.

We went back upstairs for a while, and Wang Dali suddenly said: "Yoko, I want convenience! ”

“How can you shit so much!” I scold.

“Wasn't it convenient just now?” Wang Da tried to cry without tears.

“You hold on a second.” I turned my head.

A little while later, Huang Xiaotao said he wanted to go for a minute. I said I'd go with you! Wang Dali caught the boss and shouted: “Hello Song Yang, you pal! ”

I argue that, of course, the lady has to take care of herself.

In view of what just happened in the bathroom, we intend to go outside to solve the problem, the outside of the villa is half full of desert grass, the two of us solve the internal emergency, I also found a place to open the gate and drain water.

After a quick trip, I suddenly found a black suv parked across the street. This place is not in front of the village, and there is no store behind it. Who would park the car here? Could it be a car shock for a couple?

Since we were investigating the case, all the suspicious things had to be doubted. When Huang Xiaotao arrived, I shouted at her: “The car is a little suspicious, let's go check it out. ”

“Okay!”

When we walked over, the car suddenly started, Huang Xiaotao rushed over and yelled, “Stop, police! ”

The car flew away quickly. Huang Xiaotao pulled out his gun and tried to fire a warning shot. Suddenly, he raised his gun and shot him in the body. A spark broke out. I went forward and blamed him: “How did you shoot him? ”

“It's an empty bomb!” She said, "The car deliberately blocked the license plate. It's definitely hard to find, and now it's marked. ”

She pulled out her cell phone and told the Bureau to go to every 4s store in the city immediately to intercept a black SUV with bullet wounds on the rear of the vehicle and detain the owner.

For security reasons, the first bullet in the gun was often empty, but the impact was sufficient to make a hole in the iron leather. Huang Xiaotao did so in violation of the rules, but otherwise the clue would sink into the sea, sometimes treating extraordinary situations with extraordinary means!

I admired her acute wisdom. Huang Xiaotao blew the smoke out of the gun mouth with pride: “Sister's wisdom was learned from the actual battle! ”

When we returned to the villa, I called Wang Dali's name in the grass, but he didn't respond. I picked up a branch and opened the grass and saw a piece of shit he had just pulled. At this time, there was a sudden shock from Wang Dali in the room. Huang Xiaotao and I were facing each other. This kid, as soon as he left his sight, something happened. It was so careless...

We rushed back upstairs, in the black-light hallway, and we saw one person climbing quickly from one room to the other.

Huang Xiaotao grabbed my shoulder with fright: “Song Yang, did you see this? A man climbed over! ”

The man came out of the door and was actually Wang Dali. He was sweating, looking to the right, as if he hadn't seen us, and quickly climbed to the end of the corridor.

“Hey, what the fuck!” I screamed to catch up, and Wang Dali climbed fast on the ground. This scene even scared me. Finally, he climbed into the bathroom, took off his shirt and dipped the water in the toilet, and squeezed it over his head.

When I kicked him in the ass, Wang Dali hit the toilet head and turned his head: “Yoko, there's a fire here, get down! ”

“What are you talking about? Where's the fire?” I wonder.

“Don't stand there, you'll be poisoned by gas!” Wang Dali panicked and answered with dismay.

I slapped him twice, and Wang Daliwo cried out and hugged me: "Yoko, we're going to burn here. ”

I suddenly woke up and pulled his shoulder to look into his eyes, and he was blind.

“You're hallucinating!” I called.

“It's not a hallucination. It's true. Look, my hands are burned!” He showed me his arm, which did show signs of burns to the skin.

I've heard powerful psychological cues that can make a difference to the human body, and a hypnotist once held a regular coin to tell the hypnotized that it was a burnt red coin, and then pressed it against the hypnotist's arm, and the arm was really burned out of blisters.

But it doesn't make sense. There are no outsiders here. Who can hypnotize Wang Dali in an instant? Is there really supernatural power?

Huang Xiaotao suddenly shouted. The sound came from the room we were in before. I ran over and asked what was wrong. She pointed at the wall and said: “The wall... the wall is bleeding! ”

I looked at the wall and it was bright red, and a lot of blood seeped out of the skin of the wall, all the way down to the ground, and quickly surrounded us.

“There's too much fire, Yoko. Where are you?” Wang Dali crawled through the door.

“No!” I said, "It's all hallucinations, definitely hallucinations! ”

I bite hard on the tip of my tongue, but it's not important and there's still a lot of blood in front of me.

I quickly pulled out a bag of fine salt from the bag, which I ordered Wang Dali to buy in advance. Essential salt can exorcise evil. I tear it apart and sprinkle it on the ground. I suddenly felt my palms stick. I looked down and was angry to beat Wang Dali up. He actually bought me white sugar!

The blood of the earth suddenly burst forth and a woman's head emerged from it. The ghost said: "Now that you have come to my cold house, stay with us both! ”

“You can't fool me! ”

I grabbed a piece of white sugar and threw it over, and the woman's head slowly lifted up, revealing her entire neck. I stare stunned, salt exorcises evil, can white sugar help evil?

“Ah!”

Huang Xiaotao screamed and covered her finger. I grabbed her hand and looked at it. Her fine finger was actually burned.

At this point, my palms also had a severe pain, and I looked down and it was covered in blood. I rubbed so hard on my pants that my bloodstained skin followed and burned, I was terrified, this hallucination can really hurt people.

Blood pouring all over us, climbing up my legs and shoes, I can't shake my feet off!

I suddenly remembered a couple of mindfulness dans I had previously twisted, which could wake people up instantly, so I pulled out a gum box from my body and poured two out of it, containing one myself.

This Mingxindan is milled out with a dozen herbal medicines that locate the awakening brain. After the entrance, a cool feeling goes straight to the cerebral medulla, making it instantly clear.

Hallucinations disappeared suddenly, I saw the true face of the thing, and suddenly laughed after a stunner, turns out to be so, so this is the mystery of the 'spontaneous burning of the human body'!

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Song Yang, what are you laughing at? We are going to be drowned in blood. ”

“See for yourself what it is? ”

I stuffed a grain of conscious dan into her mouth and told her not to swallow it. It tasted better than mustard. Huang Xiaotao covered his lower forehead and looked up, shocked: “Ant? ”

“Yes, the blood is actually a bunch of South African bullet ants who died not from fire, but from the live corrosion of acid secreted by the South African bullet ants.” I explained.