Du Yiyu had just returned from the on-site autopsy. He washed his hands and made a bag of coffee. When he looked up, he suddenly saw the old man walking in. He immediately started talking to the female spirit who had followed the body for autopsy, and almost spit a sip of coffee in the face of the detective captain.

superior.

"There are toxin residues at the scene. It is initially determined to be a suicide. Please take a look first." As he said that, he pushed the record book in front of the criminal police captain Zhou Wan. At the same time, he intentionally or unintentionally raised his finger and pointed it behind him. The old man and the female ghost immediately

He exclaimed and was pushed out of the wall by a strong force - he really couldn't stand the old man's noise. He really couldn't imagine how he could become a writer with such a restless mind.

"Yes, where is the autopsy report yesterday?" Zhou Wan asked, flipping through the documents on Du Yiyu's desk. Suddenly a piece of white paper floated under his feet. He picked it up and looked back. There was no one behind him. He was probably caught by Feng Cong.

It was blown off the desk behind me. I put it down casually and saw a line of writing on the back:

Brother Du, I am currently in an unknown situation. Needless to say, it is dangerous, and I am responsible for the safety of two women. The situation is complicated and critical. I hope that I can come to my house as soon as possible to save my brother from this dilemma. Please come as soon as possible!

The old man only glanced at Dai Meng Jiuzi, and Zhou Wan spat out the water in his mouth. Then he shook the paper in his hand to the surprised Du Yiyu and said, "What are you talking about? Stomp on both feet."

A boat?”

Du Yiyu was stunned, took the piece of paper and looked at it. He balled up the paper and threw it into the trash can with a wry smile and said, "A friend of mine is a little out of tune."

Zhou Wan laughed, picked up the autopsy report that he finally found, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm going to leave first. I finally got off work on time today. I have to go home and spend time with my wife. You should go and rescue your friend Yu."

Let’s go through the difficulties.”

After Zhou Wan left, Du Yiyu looked at the old man sitting on his desk with a dark expression and coldly snorted: "This unknown danger better be serious enough."

The old man nodded like a fool, said "Naturally, naturally" several times in a row and said with a sly smile: "Master Du Tian, ​​in fact, this unknown crisis completely originated from the woman named Lingyue, and she was given to Meng Jiu by you.

Yes, you should bear some responsibility, right?"

Du Yiyu raised his eyebrows in surprise, but couldn't help but sigh: "I said, I don't want the Heavenly Master, the Heavenly Master's random screams. I'm not a character in your novel!"

The old man chuckled and didn't agree. He just floated to the door and said, "There is a ghost-eating ghost there. I don't plan to go back today. Meng Jiu and Yu Ling girl, please!" After that, he grabbed it.

The female ghost, who kept her head outside the door but did not dare to come in at will, sat down on Du Yiyu's table unceremoniously and began to interview the female ghost during her lifetime to collect writing materials.

Du Yiyu frowned and said, "Can't you go elsewhere?"

The old man shook his head and said: "You are the safest here. If I encounter a ghost hunter or a fierce ghost outside, you will not come to save me!"

Du Yiyu was both annoyed and amused by what the old man said, and he had no choice but to stop caring about them. He changed into white casual clothes, walked to the door and turned off the light, thought for a while, turned around and said: "It is forbidden to use computers to take notes.

You can’t write it down on paper, I don’t want anything that shouldn’t appear here tomorrow, let alone hear any supernatural rumors!”

The old man was listening intently to the female ghost talking about the reasons for her suicide. After hearing what Du Yiyu said, he waved his hand casually without even turning his head. Du Yiyu smiled bitterly and shook his head. Once it comes to writing, this old man Zhou Ke seems to have changed.
Chapter completed!