Xiao Zhao and three policemen were all young, and one of them was the female policewoman who said that the end of science was metaphysics and believed that there were ghosts in this world.

The policewoman looked heroic and handsome, with short hair with ears and thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he didn't seem to believe in the divine things. Unexpectedly, she would actually be a young man who believed in the world that there were ghosts.

However, she said that she had seen her deceased grandmother when she was a child, so it was understandable. After all, those who had seen ghosts naturally believed in the existence of ghosts.

Xiao Zhao came over and asked Li Chunhua, "Ms. Li, did you drive here by yourself?"

"Yes, right, we drove here by ourselves." Li Chunhua nodded repeatedly and replied.

"Okay, you drive in front and lead the way, and we follow behind, and now set out to Shaxi Village." Xiao Zhao nodded and said.

Then he said to me, "Miss Li, just take the police car with us."

"Okay, thank you." I nodded after hearing this.

The policewoman walked up to me, showed a cheerful and friendly smile, and introduced himself to me, "Ms. Li, my name is Song Xiaoni, you can call me Xiaoni, go, let's get in the car."

The policewoman saw the suitcase I was carrying, immediately took it over and said with a smile, "I'll help you get it."

"Uh, thank you, no, I'll just take it myself." I was stunned, but I didn't expect that this female policewoman was quite friendly to me.

I am not a person who likes to bother others. Besides, the other person is also a girl, so I quickly wanted to bring my suitcase over.

"You're welcome. Look at you, little girl with thin arms and legs. Sister, I'm much stronger than you, and I'm stronger than you." Song Xiaoni looked at my figure and said with a smile.

Actually, I may be much stronger than you, after all, I am born with strong strength.

However, my box itself is not very heavy, and there are only a few sets of clothes. Seeing that Song Xiaoni is not polite, she does not refuse pretentiously. She allows her to hold my hand and pull the suitcase, as relaxed as if the eldest sister took a little sister out for a trip.

We walked to a police car and after Song Xiaoni's introduction, we met the police officers who were traveling with us.

Xiao Zhao's name is Zhao Dongchen. He is the leader of the attendance this time and is sitting in the passenger seat.

The police officer in charge of driving was Chen Xiaogang, and Song Xiaoni, me and another police officer named Chen Xiaohu sat in the back seat.

By the way, Chen Xiaogang and Chen Xiaohu are twin brothers, but because they are fraternal twins, they don’t look like each other.

Although these three police officers are still young, according to Song Xiaoni, they are all backbone of the police's police station, they are meticulous, clear and powerful.

Now so many murders in Shaxi Village can be regarded as the most difficult case in the Public Security Bureau.

So I asked them a few outstanding police officers to investigate the case.

As for Song Xiaoni, she did not arrange for this attendance, but she asked for it herself.

"Xiao Nai, do you know why I took the initiative to apply for attendance?" Song Xiaoni asked at me mysteriously.

"Why?" I asked curiously.

I chatted with Song Xiaoni all the way and felt that she was easy to get along with, and I also like her cheerful personality.

"Because of you," Song Xiaoni said with a smile, and then asked me hurriedly, "Did you see a ghost when the hall was haunted just now? What is that ghost? Have you been distracted by your soul?"

It turned out that Song Xiaoni came to know that I had shown her skills in the Public Security Bureau and knew that I would go to Shaxi Village with me, so she followed her, just to learn about the haunted incident.

Sure enough, people who saw ghosts when they were young were not afraid of ghosts.

"Yes, Xiaonai, did there really be ghosts in our hall at that time?" Chen Xiaohu also asked at me curiously.

Looking at Chen Xiaogang, the other three were staring at me with intent eyes, curious and wondering what was going on in the hall.

I raised my eyebrows and said with a smile, "The ghost who was making noise in the hall is now in our car."

"Ah, there is a ghost in the car?" Chen Xiaohu suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this. He immediately looked up and down the car, and then asked half-believingly, "Where is the ghost?"

"Xiao Nai, the ghost who made a noise in the hall is not the Tong Wanwan who has been dead for a year and a half, right?" Zhao Dongchen looked at me and asked at me.

I couldn't help but look at Zhao Dongchen in surprise. Now I believe what Song Xiaoni just said.

It seems that these three police officers are all excellent crime-solving experts in the bureau, but now it seems that they are indeed correct.

Zhao Dongchen could immediately guess that the ghost I was talking about was Tong Wanwan, and he had very fast analysis and judgment skills.

"Yes, Brother Zhao is right, it's Wanwan." I nodded and did not hide it.

"Tong Wanwan? Who is it? I've been dead for a year and a half?" Song Xiaoni asked in confusion.

Song Xiaoni probably doesn’t know the content of the transcript I made, so she doesn’t know about Tong Wanwan.

Zhao Dongchen told Song Xiaoni and the others about Tong Wanwan.

"Can she show up? It's not that ghosts are afraid of the sun, and they don't dare to come out in broad daylight, so how dare she come out? We just now from the gate of the Public Security Bureau to the parking lot, but there was a distance that could be sunbathed. I used to hear the witch in the village saying that ghosts would be scattered when they see the sun." Song Xiaoni had pity on her face and sympathized with Tong Wanwan's experience. She was not afraid of a ghost in the car now, but was curious about how Tong Wanwan, a ghost, could not be afraid of the sun.

"Yes, ghosts who have not reached a certain level cannot see the sun. The sunlight will indeed make them lose their souls. So I asked Wanwan to possess me on my painting. As long as she is in the painting, she can be well protected and will not be burned by the sun." I pointed to the ancient painting that exposed on my backpack and explained.

"In this painting? Can she come out now?" Song Xiaoni looked at the painting I took out from her backpack and asked curiously.

"Not now, I can still bask in the sun in the car." I shook my head.

It's only four o'clock now, and the sun is still relatively strong. The sunlight shines in the car windows. For Tong Wanwan, it's very lethal.

"Then she can come out when the sun sets, right? Is this painting her portrait?" Song Xiaoni asked hurriedly.

Judging from her appearance, she was quite curious about Tong Wanwan.

But it is normal, Tong Wanwan's experience is indeed sympathetic.

I shook my head, "It's not her portrait, it's mine."
Chapter completed!