Chapter 92

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand, and the black gas constantly wrapped around his fingertips dispersed the gang of guys who ate around the man in black, but the wisps of black gas still wrapped those kids, so that they could not escape.

Since the Tiantai war, Zhou Ze found that his mastery of this power seemed to have improved to a higher level.

"Are you a policeman?"

Zhou Ze lowered his head and looked at the man in black who was lying on the ground with almost broken souls and bodies.

"What do you think?"

The man in black stood up, his soul broken, looking a little sad.

But his eyes are firm and bright.

"Just didn't expect."

Zhou Ze remembered the Zhao Bureau he saw last time. He entered his bookstore on the day of the funeral. As a result, he and Xu Qinglang couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead.

think,

Relieved again.

Zhao Ju is about to retire at that age. He has been working hard in his own post for most of his life. He is a bit like Mrs. Bai who went to hell before, and has completed her merits and virtues.

That kind of person is a special case among the special cases.

It's like learning from Lei Feng to do good deeds. It's precisely because Lei Feng is a special case in this society that we need to learn. If everyone is living Lei Feng, is there any need to learn.

"Come in with me."

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It was still raining outside. The girl who was originally sitting in the bookstore copying magazines went out to look at her companion and found that she had fallen asleep by the side of the hanger. Then she put a dress on her body, and she didn't go in, so she stayed outside with her.

Two female college students who came out to set up stalls to make money, like delicate wild flowers in this city, are stubborn and strong.

It's an ordinary day for them to go out and take shelter in rainy days,

They can't know what kind of business the bookstore they are sheltering from the rain is doing, nor can they remember that one of them almost made a deal with a ghost just now.

In the bookstore, Zhou Ze placed some peanuts and orchid beans. The man in black sat opposite him, and the kids stood beside him, shivering.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

The man in black murmured.

"When you're finished, let's go." Zhou Ze said.

The man raised his head and looked at Zhou Ze. Obviously, he didn't want to.

"They are dead, you have sacrificed, and your responsibilities have been fulfilled. There is no need to support them and take them away for your persistence.

In case there is any problem in the middle of the way, causing their souls to escape from your control, there will be a few more ghosts in the world, and maybe there will be other troubles. "

Zhou Ze explained patiently.

In fact, there is only one central idea.

I respect you,

But respect belongs to respect, work belongs to work,

You have your obsession, but I also have my responsibility.

You are in charge of the living,

Dead people, I care.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Say it first."

"Help me investigate the cause of my death." The man in black raised his scarred face, which looked particularly ferocious at this time, "what I did was undercover. Someone betrayed me, otherwise I could catch them alive and bring them to justice."

The man in black thought of being in the car, one of whom suddenly answered a phone call, and then the atmosphere was suddenly wrong. He woke up in advance that his identity had been exposed, and the two sides began to fight in the car. Finally, the car drove into the valley, creating a tragedy of car destruction and human death.

"This seems to be the plot in the criminal investigation film."

Zhou Ze uttered a sigh after hearing the other party's story.

It's really not easy to be an undercover.

"Here, a toast."

Zhou Ze raised his glass and responded to him.

Then, put down the glass.

"Did you agree?" The other asked.

"No, just delay time to organize the words of rejection, for fear that you and I will be embarrassed."

"........" man in black.

"Sorry, I can't do it. I'm just a bookstore here. In fact, it's a post station to send the souls who shouldn't stay in the sun to hell for reincarnation.

I can't take care of the affairs of the living in the sun. The only thing I can do is to make an anonymous letter to deliver it to you. No matter how many things,

I can't do it, and I don't want to do it. "

The man in black was a little disappointed. He wanted to say something more, but he turned into a sigh and drank the glass of wine.

Ghost drinking just absorbed the spirit of wine. In fact, it seemed that the wine in the cup had not changed at all. Zhou Ze helped him pour out the wine in the original cup and refill it.

"Two more drinks and I'll see you off. I wish you a good journey."

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

What's more, the ghost in front of him is about to be sent to hell by himself. At this time, he doesn't need to make up a story to deceive himself.

This is a good policeman,

It's worth three cups.

Zhou Ze pointed to the wine glass,

There is only so much he can do.

In this world, there are disturbances all the time, as well as all kinds of injustices and tragedies. Zhou Ze can't manage so much and is unwilling to do so.

Running this bookstore well and getting himself on the right track in his second life is what he wants now.

"Is there a judge in hell?"

The man in black asked Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze was stunned when he heard the speech.

He suddenly thought of the teacher in the high hat, which said "dressed like a beast".

Zhou Ze tried to help him take off the hat, but he couldn't do it at all. The hat was very iron and hard, and couldn't be moved at all.

This also means that the hell Hall of hell does not seem to be the place to distinguish between right and wrong in the legend, and those judges and adults are not all bright eyed and insightful.

Most of them may muddle along and muddle along.

People are always full of inexplicable expectations for things they don't know,

Like heaven,

Like hell,

People always believe that there will be a better fragrance of flowers in places they have never been to.

This is a kind of mental anesthesia, but also a kind of self hypnosis.

At least for now,

Infernal,

It doesn't seem to be much different from Yang Jian.

But Zhou Ze nodded,

"Yes, everything will come out in hell."

The man in black stood up, looked at Zhou Ze and said, "I don't want you to help me deliver an anonymous letter. Just help me find the body. If you treat yourself as a ghost, I beg you. If you treat yourself as a living person, as a citizen, you have the obligation to cooperate with our police action."

The man named a place name,

Qiming Road, Huangjia Town section.

"Haven't your bodies been found yet?" Zhou Ze was a little surprised.

"Yes, not yet, so I haven't been able to get my ID. except for the online one who knows my identity, everyone else thinks that I have absconded with this gang."

"I'll try."

Zhou Ze reached out and rubbed his eyebrows,

Trouble,

It's really troublesome.

As a new otaku, he only wants to open a shop and do business every day. At night, he will sleep on Bai Yingying's legs and eat her stripped grapes.

It's really annoying to be away now.

"Please send us down, and send us down together. On the way to huangquan, I will also escort them to the judge, and I will see them brought to justice with my own eyes."

Zhou Ze nodded,

Opened the door of hell,

At the same time, he asked, "are they drug dealers?"

The man in black shook his head.

"Is that smuggled?"

"Gambling." The man in black murmured.

"Oh." Zhou Ze is a little unidentified. Does it take so much trouble to catch gambling?

"Gambling with human lives."

The man in black looked at Zhou Ze and didn't go on, because he knew that Zhou Ze was not very interested in this matter.

He grabbed the three kids and walked into the gate of hell together.

Shaoqing,

disappear in smoke,

Zhou Ze clapped his hands, took out his notebook and looked at it. The column of the performance table was raised to 20%.

There is still 80% completion, but according to the business situation of the new store, it should not take long to become a full-time employee.

Pick up the tea cup, ready to go to his bar, continue to stagger when his master Zhou, but found that I didn't know when, there was a person standing behind me.

It's Tang poetry,

She was still chewing white rabbit milk candy in her mouth.

"Why not promise to investigate? How interesting?" Tang Shi asked.

"I'm not so free." Zhou Ze walked back to the bar and sat down.

"Gambling with life as a bet sounds very interesting." Tang Shi continued, "if he were here, he would go and have a look."

"He is him, I am me."

"Oh, it seems that the business is wrong today. It seems that the tree really moves the dead and the living." Tang Shi walked to the door and looked at two female college students who were still sheltering from the rain outside.

"The rain hasn't stopped."

"If you don't stay up, you'll come down to play with typhoid?" Zhou Ze asked somewhat unexpectedly.

Tang Shi shook his head,

Then she spread out her hand,

A thousand paper cranes folded from a piece of paper are dancing vividly.

"Zhou Ze, you know, sometimes if you don't take the initiative to avoid trouble, trouble won't fall on you."

"But at least it can make the trouble less." Zhou Ze lit a cigarette.

"Nothing happened in the last two days, so I investigated you."

It's like what you usually do.

In Zhou Ze's view, if you put aside your special abilities and the identity of a deceased person, Tang poetry is a vase. You can't do anything and are unwilling to do anything.

In addition to beautiful legs,

You can play for a year.

"Where are your eyes looking?"

The ballpoint pen on Zhou Ze's counter floated and swayed in front of Zhou Ze's eyes, as if it might blind him at any time.

"You look much better in black silk than in shredded meat."

Zhou Ze commented.

Tang Shi threw out his mobile phone, which floated in front of Zhou Ze,

The above is a screenshot of the news,

A riot broke out in a prison in Subei prison, killing one prisoner and injuring more than a dozen prisoners.

"What do you mean?" Zhou Ze looked at the screen and asked.

"How afraid you are of trouble." Tang Shi shook her head helplessly, "don't even know the person who drove the truck and killed you?"

Zhou Ze's pupils immediately contracted.

"I didn't do it." Zhou Ze said.

"I know you didn't do it." Tang Shi said, "but he died."

"Surprise, what if they also like playing hide and seek?"

Zhou Ze shrugged.

Just then, Xu Qinglang came down, patted his forehead and said to Zhou Ze:

"Lao Zhou, sorry, I forgot one thing the other day. Your uncle came to you the day you disappeared and said that his son, your cousin, died in a car accident. He asked you to attend the funeral.

I thought at that time that you were Zhou Ze anyway, and Xu Le's relatives had nothing to do with you. In addition, you were not there at that time, so I forgot, this is not, just remember, I'll tell you. The funeral should have ended half a month ago. "

Wen Yan,

Zhou Ze's face,

Finally became serious.

Inexplicably,

It seems that there is a vortex,

It has been lifted unconsciously.