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Chapter 4 Part-time work is impossible

Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment, so he said, was the reason why he was able to use the body of "Xu Le" to resurrect his body last night, was it because he had just been killed?

Because your body is still warm, you can go in by yourself?

From this point of view, I seem to be really lucky.

There was no disgust, no anger, and no panic that his identity might be revealed. Zhou Ze turned around and looked at the man behind him who was about the same age as himself.

The man was stunned for a moment,

He saw something unusual in Zhou Ze's eyes,

is joy,

It's a blessing,

even,

And a little bit of appreciation.

As a host, in the situation last night, Zhou Ze knew what kind of difficult situation he was facing. If this guy hadn't happened to kill someone at that time, he might have died and wouldn't have been able to see the sun today.

"Sorry, I passed out last night and felt very uncomfortable when I woke up in the morning. It was like I was drunk and had forgotten what happened yesterday." Zhou Ze explained casually.

He didn't think that the other party would guess that he was a ghost resurrecting his body, unless the other party was mentally disturbed.

"You don't blame me?" The other party pointed to his nose and said somewhat absurdly, "Even if I have told you that I slapped you with a sap yesterday?"

"It's okay. I'd like to thank you for not taking away my mobile phone and computer from my desk."

"That... I forgot." The man scratched his head and said, "Just be fine. This is the money I robbed from you yesterday."

The man took the initiative to take out three hundred yuan from his pocket, then took out another eight hundred yuan.

"Eight hundred yuan is your medical expenses, and three hundred yuan was stolen yesterday." The man pursed his lips, "Yesterday I lost all my salary to Gouzhuang by gambling online. When I passed by your bookstore, I suddenly wanted to get some money to spend.

, after knocking you down, I found that you had no breath, and you were scared to death.

I didn't sleep all night after I ran home, thinking that the police would suddenly break in and arrest me, and they would rob me and kill me, so I just took 300 yuan. I felt so stupid and it wasn't worth it."

The man reached out and patted Zhou Ze on the shoulder.

"Brother, it's great that you're not dead. It's true. I've been wandering around since morning. I was waiting for someone to call the police. I was waiting for the police to come, and I saw that you were still in the bookstore.

You know, at that time I was almost kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to you. Thank you, you were lucky enough to survive, otherwise I would be doomed. There are so many cameras here. If you die, I will definitely not be able to run away."

Zhou Ze looked at the eleven hundred yuan in his hand, and then at the "murderer" in front of him who was confessing to himself with tears in his eyes. He always felt that the style of this painting was very strange.

To be honest, "Xu Le" is dead. Because he is dead, he can occupy the nest, and because he has occupied it, the guy in front of him is exempted from the crime of murder.

Both himself and the guy in front of him made a profit, but Xu Le was the only unlucky one.

"Okay, it's okay. Maybe I just lost my temper last night." Zhou Ze removed the other party's hand from his shoulder. He used to be an emergency doctor. What kind of filth has he never seen? But he was in that kind of situation.

Under extreme circumstances, some mysophobia develops. In fact, most emergency doctors have mysophobia in varying degrees.

It is precisely because I have seen so much filth and filth that I know how to cherish "cleanness" more.

"You really don't blame me?" the man said with some joy.

"Well, I don't blame you." Zhou Ze nodded, "Go to work and live a good life, and don't make any mistakes next time."

"Okay, thank you, buddy, you are a real person."

The man nodded heavily and left the bookstore to greet his "new life".

Zhou Ze picked up his cell phone. After thinking about it, he decided that he still had to call the police, not because the other party killed him (Xu Le), but to report that the other party was suspected of theft.

Anyway, let the police investigate. If the other party really has a criminal record or has done other bad things and is caught by the police, he deserves it.

Since I have taken over someone else's body, I have to do something for this unfortunate guy.

Although, on the premise that the other party had a good attitude of admitting his mistake and paid me the medical expenses, I still reported it under my real name. It was indeed quite unethical, a bit like giving birth to a son without having a son.

However, when Zhou Ze just dialed 110 and the voice from the wiring desk over there came,

store entrance,

The guy suddenly left and came back again.

"One more thing..." As soon as the other party walked in, he saw Zhou Ze holding a mobile phone. He was stunned for a moment and pointed directly at Zhou Ze, "You still need to fucking call the police, right?"

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Show me your phone, give it to me!"

Zhou Ze could only continue to shake his head.

"You don't keep your word, you bastard. I'll kill you! Let me see if you die this time!"

The man instantly entered a state of excitement. He must have some mental problems. It may be due to the long-term decoupling between the lifestyle of a gambler and society. He is often easily driven to extremes due to the stimulation of something.

The other party rushed over. Zhou Ze put down his phone and began to retreat.

He was a doctor in his previous life. He was not a boxer and had never practiced kung fu. In this life, he was also a little weak. When it came to fighting face to face, he was really a little panicked.

"boom!"

The man knocked Zhou Ze and pressed him against the wall. At the same time, his hands began to strangle Zhou Ze's neck.

"I asked you to call the police, I asked you to call the police, I asked you to keep your words, okay, I will let you die, let you really die, this time I will strangle you to death and then bleed you, I think you still

Die or die!"

The man gritted his teeth and roared.

The bookstore situation is pitiful. In the afternoon, not to mention customers, there are not even many pedestrians at the door.

His neck was almost numb and he could no longer breathe. Zhou Ze was struggling with all his strength. During the struggle, the nails on Zhou Ze's hands suddenly turned black and became longer.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ze hugged the other party's back with both hands.

"hiss………………"

The man suddenly trembled, rolled his eyes, and let go of Zhou Ze's neck. He took a few steps back, knocked over several bookshelves, and then fell to the ground.

Zhou Ze was able to get out of trouble and stretched out his hand to rub his neck. He was not too panicked before. After all, his nails can even hurt the evil spirits in hell. It shouldn't be a big problem to deal with an ordinary person, right?

But Zhou Ze still doesn't know the exact reason and purpose of this nail. He only knows that it was probably "infected" to him by the old man he treated before the car accident.

It really is,

If you have onychomycosis, one person will infect two people.

He walked forward and squatted down. Zhou Ze reached out and patted the man's face. Fortunately, he was not dead and still alive. Zhou Ze shook his head, picked up his phone and called the police again.

………………

After the police station finished recording, the police comrade asked Zhou Ze to wait in the small hall, because what Zhou Ze reported was a bit sinister, saying that someone came to his door to rob him, but the person who was knocked unconscious turned out to be the "murderer", and now this person

The murderer is still in the hospital, and we have to wait until he wakes up before further confirmation can be made.

However, the police comrades at least did not handcuff Zhou Ze.

Next to Zhou Ze squatted a middle-aged man, whose left hand was locked to the radiator.

"Brother, you are awesome. Did that guy try to steal your money but you knocked him down?" The middle-aged man with a somewhat slovenly face said while rubbing his long bangs covered with dirt, "I'm so young.

The kind of person he was at that time, for such a blind thief, I have to beat him to death!"

"Hey, be honest." A young policeman came over and scolded, "How many times have you stolen a battery car in winter?

Let me tell you, the Chinese New Year is almost here, why can’t you live in peace and quiet? Or find a job to earn some serious money to send to your family? It doesn’t matter how old you are.”

"It's impossible to work part-time. It's impossible to work part-time in this life. I don't know how to do business. I can only survive by stealing batteries from electric cars. With this kind of life, entering the detention center feels like going home.

Everyone there is talented, and they speak well. I like them very much!"

"Humph." The young policeman didn't want to talk to this guy anymore and turned around and left.

"Brother, how was that speech I just made?" The greasy middle-aged man gave Zhou Ze a wink.

"It's quite interesting." Zhou Ze smiled.

"Che Guevara is my idol, Che Guevara, do you know who he is?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

"I'm telling you, these days you have to..." The greasy middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, looked at the door, and said: "You have a turtle on your forehead, you are so beautiful, is this a policeman?"

"

Zhou Ze turned his head and looked over, and there was a woman wearing a blue down jacket and long leather boots walking towards the door with another female police officer.

"It should be the police," Zhou Ze said.

The woman is very beautiful, with a delicate figure and fair skin. The most important thing is her temperament, which is a plus.

"But I'm not wearing a police uniform," the greasy man retorted.

"Maybe they're plainclothes people," Zhou Ze guessed.

"You're right, beautiful policewoman, tsk tsk, it seems that I will come in more often in the future." The greasy middle-aged man smacked his lips, looking like he was still unfinished, "If I could marry her, I would lose ten years of my life."

.”

Zhou Ze shook his head. He didn't dare to joke about things like Shou Yuanyang Shou anymore.

"You don't agree?" Seeing Zhou Ze shaking his head, the greasy man said anxiously: "You are so blind. If you lose ten years of your life for a woman like this, it will definitely not be a loss..."

At this time, the female police officer and the woman with long boots walked up to Zhou Ze.

"Xu Le, your wife is here to take you away. The investigation over there is clear. You are fine." The female police officer pointed at Zhou Ze and said.

"..." Zhou Ze.
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