After the phone was taken out, I just hurriedly saw the caller's label displayed on it - Mrs. Du.

And then...... Like Sun Tuzi, I was driven downstairs.

For the next two days, Sun Tuzi and I were detained separately in the detention cell of the Xicheng Branch.

During the interrogation, I told me the purpose of going to the old house, the process of contacting Lu Zhen, and all the encounters after arriving in the vicinity.

Of course, I only said that I went to the old house to see if there were any leftovers worth collecting from my ancestors, and I did not say that I had a clear purpose.

The truth is, to this day, I still can't be sure what my grandfather left me.

As for what is the condition of Ding Xileng, what is the whole picture of the stone coffin on the roof of the building, and is there anything inside...... Blah, blah, I can't even know.

During this period, there were no acquaintances to 'fish' me and Sun Tuzi, I was a 'public person', and I knew that some of these procedures could not be crossed privately, so I didn't feel very wronged.

The first turn for the worse came on the second night of my detention.

In the middle of the night, I was sleeping deeply, and I was suddenly awakened by a "ding-ding-ding" sound.

I turned over and secretly scolded which guy was committing hypocrisy in the middle of the night to 'ring the death knell', although Lao Tzu was a person involved in the case, but at most he was only a suspect, this big night of blind tossing, do you still want to be arraigned overnight and torture me to extract a confession?

Listening to the continuous sound of percussion, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and I turned over and sat up, "You were a shift in your last life?" I don't let people sleep at night, what do you want to do......"

I yelled halfway, and the second half choked in my throat.

Through the bars, I saw that there was indeed a person standing outside, but it was not the posture of a prisoner being interrogated at night as I imagined, nor was it a young police officer who was new to the profession to relieve the suspect.

The other party didn't even look like a police officer, but a thin woman.

The woman was standing outside the fence, but she was facing away from me, her head bowed, and she was dangling in place.

The detention room is also divided into men and women, how can there be a woman in civilian clothes here in the middle of the night?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, does this woman not be human?

But it's illogical to say what kind of ghost and evil she is, the detention room is in the police station, and there is Hao Zhenggang's protection, unless there are many vicious felons imprisoned at the same time, the situation will not be easily changed, and ordinary ghosts will not be able to enter.

Although my backpack is not with me at this time, I don't feel too scared, after all, 'Ghost Night Attack on the Police Station' is just an absurd scene in a second-rate movie, and I really don't believe that any ghosts can do evil in the bureau.

The woman never looked back, didn't say a word, just stood there and shook one toe on tiptoe.

The point is that I can't see her face, but the more I look at it, the more I feel that her back is a little familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

I couldn't help but get up and take two steps forward, then take another step to the side, tilting my head to see the other person's face.

But as I moved, the woman turned her back to me, as if she deliberately didn't want me to see her.

I rubbed my wistful eyes, stared at her again, and at last came to my senses, and tried to say:

"You think I won't recognize you without looking at your face? Don't be so naïve, your hairstyle has betrayed you! ”

The other party still didn't speak, but his body twisted twice, looking a little twisted and shy.

I had a bottom in my heart, and raised my voice angrily:

"That's it! It's all said you've been exposed! The head is like a mushroom, and you seem to be the only one! ”

"Hey......

In the midst of laughter, the other party finally turned around.

Facing her head-on, I couldn't cry or laugh.

This is really one of the three ghosts I know, and it's the bob head with whom I've crossed paths for quite some time!

"I really don't understand, you can be a ghost with this virtue? The yamen over there are all joking?"

I took a few steps back and sat back on the bed, "Anyway, you're a friend, you come to sleep in the middle of the night, do you think it's exciting?" ”

Bobo hung his head, glanced at me, and finally said vaguely:

"I don't want to come to you either, but someone wants to see you, and I think about it, and I still feel that it is necessary for her to see you for the last time."

Bobotou suffered a miserable situation, and it was I who personally redressed her wrongs, I had no ill feelings towards her, but I was a little relieved to see that 'the old man was unharmed'.

I don't know what she did because of this, but I think it's strange to hear her say that.

I'm a ghost, and ghosts are a 'work object' to me.

Of course, it won't be a human being.

I can't think of what the hell wants to see me, and I'll work for the referral of the messenger of the underworld.

But then again, if there were no ghosts to guide the way, ordinary ghosts wouldn't be able to get here.

"Who wants to see me?" I asked directly.

Bobo blinked and waved to the side.

Next, I watched as a humanoid figure slowly squeezed out of the opposite wall from the direction she waved.

This is the same woman, no, to be precise, the same female ghost.

She was facing me, but I couldn't see her face as I had when I first saw Bobo.

Because, though she was facing me, she kept her head down, and her hair was scattered to cover half of her face.

Not only that, but her face was covered with a yellow sheet of paper, the kind that was burned to the dead.

The woman wore a strange pale green robe, bare feet, and two arms.

I couldn't identify her by her dress or size.

"Who is she? Why are you looking for me? I squinted at Bobo and asked, "Why is she blocking her face?" ”

Bo Botou sighed, "She felt that she didn't have the face to face you, so she deliberately picked up a piece of dark paper to cover her face." Still, if I want to say, that's how much she thinks about it. ”

Then, she sighed at the female ghost who covered her face with the dark paper, "Alas, I said that Xu Wei is still quite good, you really don't have to be so bad about yourself." ”

The more I listened to her, the more confused I became.

'Seeing people without a face' is by no means difficult to understand, it is nothing more than doing something despicable to others, so that he is ashamed to show his face.

But I don't remember any ghost with whom I had the experience of deviating from each other's principles, and I don't remember which female ghost I had with each other.

At this time, Bobo coughed and said to the female ghost:

"Time is limited, if you have anything to say, hurry up."

The female ghost hesitated visibly, and finally spoke.

As soon as she said the first word, I was shaken like I had been electrocuted.

The first thing she said was just three words: I'm sorry.

With just those three words, I already recognized her identity.

This female ghost who is ashamed to see me turned out to be Lu Zhen!