After exiting the forest, Chen Ge dropped the passenger by the side of the road. When the shaken Lao Zhang saw Chen Ge, he shrunk back.
"Lao Zhang, you really need to thank him. If he did not hail a cab to save you, the robbers would have succeeded already."
The taxi driver who dropped Chen Ge was next to Lao Zhang. He did not know what had happened, but he saw that Lao Zhang was pressed to the ground, and he did not look too good.
Night taxi drivers like them had received safety training, so the first thought that came to his mind was a carjacking.
"You have no idea what I've been through," Lao Zhang mumbled incoherently. He pointed at Chen Ge and the 'dead body' on the ground. He did not know how to explain it either.
The experience that night was too much for Lao Zhang. He would probably have to stay at home for a long time to recover.
"Are you okay?" Chen Ge grabbed the scary hammer, found the backpack on the ground, and shoved it inside.
"I … I'm fine." Lao Zhang looked at Chen Ge blankly. He could not understand why a normal person would carry such a large hammer with them in the middle of the night.
It was Chen Ge who had saved him, so theoretically speaking, he should be grateful, but for some reason, whenever he saw Chen Ge, his body would shiver, and he would feel fear from the bottom of his heart.
"It's good that you're fine. In the future, you have to be more careful when you're driving at night."
Chen Ge said casually. To reassure the two drivers, he called Captain Yan's number and explained the situation to him.
Hearing Chen Ge's conversation with the police, Lao Zhang's impression of Chen Ge slowly changed. He was just a normal person who had accidentally stumbled into a supernatural incident. In his mind, the police were the people's protectors. Since Chen Ge knew the police and had indeed saved him, then he had to be a good person.
Slowly lowering his guard, Lao Zhang thought about it. Chen Ge had not harmed him during the two times he had been in the car. Looks like I've misunderstood him. This person is probably a plainclothes officer on a special mission. Shit! In order to save me, did he abandon the mission he was supposed to carry out? This kind of thing often happens on TV. "
Although Lao Zhang was an ordinary person, he did not have a bad heart. He had already made up his mind that when the police arrived, he would try his best to put in a good word for Chen Ge.
Chen Ge did not know what Lao Zhang was thinking. After giving him some instructions, he asked the driver who had arrived later to take him to the office of the Ghost Talk Radio Station.
No. 5 is the program director of Ghost Talk Station, and No. 12 Lychee is tonight's host. These two might have communicated with each other in secret.
Once Lychee received the news that something had happened to Number Five, he would most likely flee through the night.
To prevent such a situation from happening and bringing unnecessary variables, Chen Ge decided to help Lychee "free" himself.
"No matter what the reason is, if you make a mistake, you will be punished by the law."
Chen Ge messaged Captain Yan and told him his location. He arrived at his destination in less than twenty minutes.
"Brother, thank you for your help tonight. You can go back to pick up Lao Zhang. I won't trouble you with the rest."
After paying the fare, Chen Ge entered the building alone.
Recording at a radio station had a strict requirement for the indoor environment. If the acoustics were not up to standard, the more professional the equipment, the easier it would be to be affected.
Therefore, for a large midnight radio station like Ghost Talk, they had their own recording studio, and it was usually at the deepest part of the office.
Chen Ge carried his backpack to avoid the cameras. He stopped at the door for a while and took out his phone to open the midnight radio station.
The ghost story that Lychee was telling was called Ghost Stories on the Radio Station. She used herself as the model and used a strange method to describe the changes around her. There was nothing particularly scary, but the small details that were so close to real life sent chills down the listeners' spines. Many people had experienced similar things before.
Looking at the program list and the trailer for the next day, Chen Ge realized that Lychee planned to turn the ghost stories into a series that would last until the next Tuesday.
"Is she planning to personally create a ghost story? Anyone who listens to her broadcast might get into an accident? "
Chen Ge had no idea what this crazy woman was thinking. He entered the office.
The recording studio was soundproof. Since Lychee was recording inside, Chen Ge did not have to worry about her listening to him.
"This office doesn't even have a security guard. Looks like Member No. 5 of the Society of Strange Tales is very confident in his company and thinks that no one will dare to come here to cause trouble."
The reason why Chen Ge thought that was simple — he had never been worried about thieves entering his Haunted House.
Normally, he locked the door not because he was afraid of thieves but because he was afraid that the thieves would be scared to death inside the Haunted House.
Looking at the map on the second floor, Chen Ge took the elevator to find the recording studio. The recording studio should be inside the room.
What happened next was simple. He took out the hammer from his backpack, leaned against the wall, and stood guard outside the door.
Lychee was still recording and did not notice the approaching danger.
"You're broadcasting someone else's ghost story, but you're going to become a part of it."
In the dark corridor, Chen Ge held the hammer and listened to Lychee's ghost story on his phone. They were several meters apart.
…
Lychee narrated the strange things that had happened to her in the recording studio. In the story, she was an innocent and weak victim, searching for the culprit and the person who had tricked her, but in reality, the culprit was herself.
"That's all for tonight's show. Thank you for listening. Have a sweet dream. Good night."
At 2 am, Lychee finished all the ghost stories.
She switched off the equipment and sat in the chair, but there was a strange expression on her face that was different from the one she had in the morning.
Perhaps because she was too immersed in the ghost story, she could not get out of it immediately.
The recording studio was very quiet. After a long time, there was finally a voice.
"What would you like to try today?"
She bit on her fingers and said all kinds of things without restraint. It was as if only at times like this could she be her real self.
When she first came to the station, she had been very afraid. A girl telling ghost stories alone at night, and after that, she had to walk through the silent building to return home.
For the sake of the high salary, she forced herself to endure it, but later, perhaps due to the shock or the ghost stories, she slowly lost the sense of fear.
However, after losing the emotion of fear, her mind and heart started to change from a normal person.
She seemed to treat herself as the ghost in the story. She liked to blend into the night and was not afraid of anything scary.
"I haven't finished the meat in the fridge, but I can eat it in a different way today."
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