âBring her book here. Iâll send you the address.â
âOkay, Boss.â
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ze sent the address to Yingying. He yawned and said to the old priest and Zhang Yanfeng, âYou guys can go back.â
âGo Back?âZhang Yanfeng was a little confused. âAfter what happened today, you want me to go back?â
âYes, boss. This penniless priest canât leave. If this penniless priest leaves, who will protect you?â
ââ¦âZhou Ze.
If you werenât so bored that you stuck the talisman on the toilet seat, nothing would have happened.
Over the years, officer Zhang had come here to investigate or think of people, but nothing happened in the end.
Of course, Zhou Ze couldnât say this out loud. The reason why he had asked the old priest to come here was to let the old priest see if he could be cremated.
The old priest had successfully completed his mission. Although it had caused the toilet to fly with feces and urine, his goal had been achieved.
âYou guys go back first. Stay here and distract me. Iâll take a look again tonight.â
Zhou Ze did not plan to leave tonight,
he had lived two lives,
this was his first time staying in his own villa,
he was really a little excited.
âI canât leave. How can I leave if I donât investigate the matter clearly?âZhang Yanfeng showed a stubborn look at this time.
He had no choice,
the deceased was his biological sister and his two nephews. Now that the matter had changed because of Zhou Zeâs appearance, he naturally could not bear to leave at this time.
To put it bluntly, he would rather die to investigate the truth. As a veteran criminal police officer, he still had the courage to do so.
âIf you stay here, it will only affect my investigation. If you want me to investigate the truth sooner, you have to listen to me.
âWe have our specialties.â
âButâ¦â
âNo buts. Legally speaking, this place is now my⦠My Maidâs property. If I donât agree to your appearance here, you are trespassing. You are a police officer, so you have to obey the law.â
âThen be careful.âZhang Yanfeng stood up. He was not angry at Zhou Zeâs insistence. He could still see through such a small matter. âThank you.â
âYouâre welcome. If you want to thank me, just think of a way to get me a driverâs license.â
âThis doesnât conform to the rules.â
âIâm not an ordinary person. I had a driverâs license in my previous life.â
âIâll think of something.â
Zhang Yanfeng left.
At this time, the old Daoist also quickly packed up his things, nodded at Zhou Ze, and bowed for a while before following him out of the entrance,
he had shown his loyalty,
whoever really stayed behind would be a retard!
Donât look at how the boss looked like he was sitting firmly on the fishing platform, but that was the boss. He was a cheat player, and we were ordinary players. We only had one life, so we had to cherish it.
The two of them left,
zhou Ze lay on the sofa alone,
his eyes were half-closed,
he could not sleep, so Zhou Ze, who was extremely bored, began to imagine the scene of the family living here.
For example, the family of four was watching TV together in the living room, or the two children were playing with toys here, or the young woman was cooking in the kitchen, and her husband dragged his exhausted body home.
As he was thinking, the doorbell rang from the hallway.
Zhou Ze walked over and was about to open the door, but he saw through the monitor that it was not yingying standing outside the door, but a young girl wearing a floral dress.
The girl looked to be in her early twenties. Her cool ponytail gave people a gentle and ancient temperament.
Zhou Ze opened the door,
when the other party saw that it was Zhou Ze who opened the door, she was shocked and asked in surprise, âSir, who are you?â
âThis is the question I should be asking you.â
âOh, I know. You should be her husband, right?â?
She said that she had a husband who loved her very much. She had chosen this villa for her husbandâs convenience.
âHer husbandâs family has been poor since he was young, so he has always wanted to live in a villa.â
ââ¦âZhou Ze.
Is Yingying that honest?
And..,
since you think Iâm her husband..,
do you have to be so honest?
âAre you an intermediary?âZhou ze asked.
âYes, Iâm an intermediary. May I ask, Whereâs your wife? Is she not here?â
âSheâll be here soon.â
Once he heard that she was an intermediary, Zhou Ze couldnât be bothered to greet her. He walked straight back to the living room and lay down on the sofa again:
âIf you have something to do, come tomorrow. Itâs not convenient today.â
âIs that so?â
The girl was stunned for a moment and said,
âBut your wife invited me here today. She said that sheâs going to hold a party here today and will invite some interesting people to attend. She told me not to miss it.â
âA Party?â
Zhou ze frowned,
thatâs not right,
he seemed to have misunderstood something,
he immediately asked:
âThat madam, whatâs her surname?â
âWhat?â
The girl was so frightened that she took a few steps back. She looked at Zhou Ze with some vigilance. âWho are you?â
âI asked you what the Madamâs surname is. is her surname Bai or Zhang?â
âHer surname is Zhang. Sheâs from the Zhang Tian Circle.â
âDid she invite you here?âZhou ze asked.
âYes.â
âMiss, are you sure that you didnât faint from a car accident five years ago and only remembered this date when you woke up yesterday?â
âSir, what youâre talking about is the cliché of a novel,âthe girl said disdainfully.
âOh, you mean, she just asked you out a few days ago?â
âYeah, she just told me last night.â
âAre you sure it was her in person?â
âIt must be her in person. She asked me out on wechat. Iâve always been a fan of her books. I started writing novels because of her. She taught me a lot.â
âThen did you know that five years ago, Zhang Tianquan died?â
âWhat, died?â
The girl smiled,
âSir, is this a mystery plot competition?â
âIf you donât believe me, then forget it.â
Zhou Ze couldnât be bothered with this Chuunibyou female writer.
The girl took out her phone doubtfully, as if she was searching for something. However, this case happened five years ago. Because it was a suicide, there was little information about it on the internet. After all, it wasnât a massacre, and it didnât get everyoneâs attention.
However, after the girl searched, she found a lot of related posts on the local Tieba or forum. The posts were recent, and the topic was that a murder house had been bought recently.
The following was a description of what had happened at the murder house. Some busybodies found the articles published by the reporters at that time and posted them at the back as if they were looking for a needle in a haystack.
The more the girl read, the more she felt that something was wrong. When she raised her head, she found Zhou Ze still lying on the sofa, smoking. She immediately took out a book from her bag and said,
âThis joke is not funny at all.â
âWho is joking with you?â
âThis is impossible. This is impossible. I know. Someone must be using her wechat and QQ to pretendâ¦â
The girl mumbled to herself.
âHello.âZhou ze called out to her.
The girl ignored him and continued to talk to herself. Sometimes she frowned, sometimes she was sad, sometimes she relaxed, and sometimes she even burst out laughing.
âYou are not in a big deal. You should go now. Forget about her and delete her contact information. If she still contacts you, you can either call the police or come to my bookstore. Itâs the bookstore on South Street. Itâs easy to find.â
Boss Zhou was the only one who opened a bookstore on South Street.
âWhy Are You So Good to me?âThe girl looked at Zhou Ze and asked, âAre you interested in me?â
âAre you sick?â
âYes, Iâm sick. Iâm sick of lovesickness!â
As the girl spoke, she actually jumped up. It could be seen that she had a certain level of dance skills, and she actually danced well.
But what the hell was this!
She came to my house for no reason⦠awkward dance?
âIâm sorry, Please Scram!â
Zhou Ze walked in front of the girl and prepared to chase her out.
âNo, Iâm not leaving. Iâll never leave you even if I Die!â
The girl tore open her floral dress with a whoosh, revealing a large area of her skin.
âDonâtâ¦âZhou Zeâs patience was almost worn out, and the nails on her right hand slowly grew out.
He knocked her out, then called the old priest to come back and send this crazy woman to the hospital.
âKill me!â
The girl suddenly took the initiative to hug Zhou Ze,
âCome, kill me. Let me feel your blood, let you feel my tears, let you feel my warmth towards you!â
ââ¦âZhou Ze.
Damn it,
girl,
you just ran out of the asylum, right? !
Zhou Zeâs fingers circled around the girlâs neck rudely.
âHissâ¦â
However,
at this moment,
the girl suddenly tightened her grip on Zhou Zeâs arm,
caught off guard, boss Zhou felt as if his entire body was about to be split into two.
âCome, Letâs Dance!â
The girl hugged Zhou Ze, and Zhou Zeâs feet left the ground. Like a rag doll, he passively danced with her.
At this time..,
if Zhou Ze wasnât sure that the other party had a problem, then he would really have wasted his time,
at that moment..,
zhou Zeâs fingernails pierced into the girlâs neck without hesitation,
however..,
after the fingernails pierced into her, it actually made a âPu Pu Puâsound,
when he pulled it out and looked at it again, there was actually white liquid flowing on the fingernails. It was very disgusting and very thick.
Just like that, the girl continued to flow the white liquid,
at the same time, she forcefully hugged boss Zhou and continued to dance,
a song..,
a dance without accompaniment.
⦠..
âMaster, please hurry up,âBai Yingying, who was sitting in the taxi, urged.
âLittle girl, Iâm already very fast. Thereâs no other way. There are many traffic lights here, and our luck isnât good. We canât do anything even if the traffic lights are red.â
âAlright.â
Bai Yingying was a little worried that her boss was waiting there anxiously.
Even when she saw the address..,
but Bai Yingying still didnât expect that it was the villa that she had just bought not long ago. She didnât know that it was actually her property.
She was just worried that she hadnât been able to deliver the things that her boss wanted in time. What if the boss got angry?
She sighed,
she looked at the books in her hands,
the female writer called Zhang Tianyuan actually had more than one book,
other than the terrifying version of âI love my familyâ..,
in fact, she had quite a few books. Moreover, the background of the stories in these books happened in a villa. She seemed to be very fond of the scene in the villa.
She slammed on the brakes,
the book on Ying Yingâs leg fell to the ground.
âDamn it, the little bastard in front suddenly slowed down. Is he crazy?âThe driver cursed.
Ying Ying Bent Down and picked up the book. The last book she picked up was called âDance of the dead.â.
The subject matter was very absurd,
the introduction actually said that the white bone spirit in âJourney to the westâwas not killed by Sun Wukong, but had lost her memory,
she had muddled her way to the modern world and became a female literary writer.
Every once in a while, she would go out and seduce men to dance with her,
after a dance, she would eat the dance partner and then return to the lifestyle of an ordinary female writer.
Every once in a while,
she would come out to hunt again..
Love was not like love, and supernatural was not like supernatural. It was absurd and illogical, but it was indeed the feature of the female writerâs story and also her selling point.
Bai Yingying looked at the cover of the book,
a man and a woman dancing in the living room of the villa,
subconsciously smacked her lips,
i seem to remember,
i just bought a villa,
can I also dance with the boss in the villa?
Just thinking about it makes me excited,
sob, sob, sob..
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