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Chapter 375

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"Damn Fatso, if you want to talk, just talk. You don't have to sing with me here." Su Bai looked at the little guy who was sleeping soundly on Xun Er's shoulder. "How am I going to play this song for my son in the future?"

"Tsk, you still care about this." Fatso seemed very indifferent, and then his mouth kept making noises. He should be eating something, chewing while talking to Su Bai on the phone.

"Why didn't the Horror Broadcast give me a real-life mission?" Su Bai asked. He remembered that the last real-life mission was issued for Wang Xue's case.

"Oh, maybe the terrorist broadcasters think that this is just a small incident. As you know, people are dying every moment in this world. Some people's death may cause a political upheaval, and some people's death is no different from the death of a cat or dog on the street to the general public.

Well, I mean, who knows what the Horror Broadcast is thinking. Of course, there is another possibility. Maybe the real-life mission has been issued, but it's not to you. "

"That ghost, according to you, is a child?"

"Well, it should be under the age of 15. However, I can actually give you a suggestion if you really decide to intervene in this matter." Fatso began to gulp down the soup. "I really like pork ribs and winter melon soup. It's nourishing and beautifying."

Su Bai smiled. "I don't believe that you'll be indifferent to a child dying that way in front of you."

"Oh my God, Ah Bai, are you possessed by Moses? It turns out that you also have a Virgin Mary side. Well, don't tell me that you used to treat everyone in the story world as NPCs and kill them.

Okay, okay, okay, you're right. If this happened to me, I don't think I would care. After all, it's a one-year-old child. Hmm, but it didn't happen in front of me. Out of sight, out of mind. Who asked me to be so lucky? "

"Tell me," said Su Bai.

"Okay, promise me one thing," said Fatso as he wiped his mouth.

"Say it."

"Kill that bastard for me. Don't let him go to trial by law. First, kick his testicles, then crush his heart."

"You mean, there's another person behind this?"

"Of course, a person who keeps ghosts. Do you still not understand what I'm saying? It's so obvious that the ghost is looking for a friend. If it had the ability to kill, the Horror Broadcast would have already issued you a real-life mission and given you a chance to increase your favorability.

I'm guessing that the ghost is just an assistant. The one who really does the work is the person behind him. "

"But …"

"Hmm, some ghosts can even blind the eyes of ordinary people, including … electronic cameras."

"Alright, thank you, Fatty. I owe you a favor."

"Don't, this doesn't count as owing me a favor. I also don't like scum who killed little babies. I'm just doing some good deeds. Hahaha, Boundless Sky Sovereign!"

Su Bai hung up and looked at Chu Zhao and Xun Er.

"I got some clues. Someone is raising a ghost to kill people."

"Raising ghosts to kill people?" Xun Er was in disbelief. "There's really such a thing in the real world."

Su Bai pointed at Chu Zhao. "Didn't he just meet a ghost?"

Chu Zhao's expression changed, but he didn't say anything.

Xun Er poked Su Bai lightly, indicating for Su Bai to watch his words, but Su Bai just smiled. He didn't feel like he was deliberately poking at Chu Zhao's wound. In fact, whether Chu Zhao really walked out of the shadow of that incident or not, it only affected Chu Zhao. In the future, there would be many traps that targeted the listener's heart. If Chu Zhao couldn't walk out of it, it would become a fatal weakness for him.

"If we temporarily rule out the murder without a purpose, then the police should be able to find clues by investigating the social network of the deceased. The waitress should have found something, or she saw the real face of the murderer, the person who raised the ghost.

By the way, the little ghost can hide from electronic eyes, so the Skynet system that you police are so proud of may not be of any use to him. "

After Su Bai finished speaking, he motioned for Xun Er to get in the car. He then started the car, waved at Chu Zhao, and left.

On the way, Xun Er asked in confusion, "You just left Chu Zhao there alone?"

Su Bai lit a cigarette, with one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding the cigarette. After blowing out a smoke ring, he yawned. "Send the little guy home first, and then we'll go out again."

"Do you have a clue?"

"No, why didn't I tell Chu Zhao if I had a clue?"

"Actually, Su Bai, I'm also very curious. Why are you so concerned about this matter?" Xun Er was a little puzzled. "Don't misunderstand me. I think, you, and others, we actually …"

"Do you think I'm overthinking?" Su Bai asked.

Xun Er nodded.

"Hehe, think about it. If I left the little guy there to be taken care of, and then we went to eat, what would the ending be like?"

Xun Er did not speak. She could feel that Su Bai cared about this child. Xun Er was not sure if this child was Su Bai's own flesh and blood, but Su Bai completely treated him as his own son.

"So, maybe it was my mistake at that time. Now, there are not one child hanging in the bathroom cubicle, but two." Su Bai turned his head and looked at the little guy who was sleeping soundly.

At that time, after Qilü Monk told Gyatso about the situation, this child moved his pink body to climb the cliff alone, and took the initiative to enter the demon cave, just to save Su Bai.

Su Bai owed him his life!

At this time, Su Bai was like a tiger whose tail had been stepped on, and the little guy was Su Bai's reverse scale. Any factor that was disadvantageous to the little guy, Su Bai would not hesitate to kill it.

This was a father's power and responsibility.

Back home, Su Bai opened the door and went to the second floor with the little guy in his arms.

The bedroom light was on. Ji Xiang was lying on the desk, and the lamp was also on. This cat had been really fascinated by this painting recently.

Su Bai put the little guy on the bed, then walked in front of Ji Xiang and touched its tail.

"He didn't eat anything for dinner. Prepare some food and drink for him later. I have something to deal with, so I'll go out first."

After Su Bai said this, he walked out of the house and got in the car again.

"Where are you going?" Xun Er sat in the car.

"To find the murderer," Su Bai said.

"Murderer?" Xun Er was a little surprised. "Didn't you say you had no clue?"

"I don't have a clue, but it doesn't mean that others don't." Su Bai turned on his mobile phone, and the picture of the child hanging appeared on the mobile phone screen again. Some details and some places might not be noticed by others. Of course, even if they cared, they wouldn't know what it meant. However, Su Bai knew that because the knotting method and even the material of the rope were just tried by Su Bai himself.

Taking out a business card from his pocket, Su Bai didn't expect that he would have to go back to that place so soon. Did he have 24 hours?

He drove back to the Prince Building and called Ying Yinger's phone. The phone was turned off. Su Bai didn't know whether Ying Yinger was still in the studio at night.

He got in the elevator with Xun Er. When they reached the floor, Xun Er got out of the elevator first, but Su Bai didn't move. His eyes calmly glanced at everything outside the elevator.

"This is not the floor we want to go to," Su Bai said.

"What?" Xun Er couldn't understand.

"Come back." Su Bai said to Xun Er.

Xun Er returned to the elevator.

"It seems that we really found the right place."

Su Bai slowly closed his eyes, and then his body began to slowly dry up. Xun Er on the side saw this scene, and her breathing became a little rushed. Fortunately, she had a certain psychological preparation, but it was still difficult to accept seeing Su Bai become a zombie in front of her. After all, she and Su Bai were childhood friends, and her understanding of Su Bai was somewhat fixed.

The monk once told Su Bai that the evil spirit of the zombie could break through some barriers and falsehoods, just like a pool of calm stagnant water being stirred up.

Su Bai's evil spirit began to be aroused, and a child's scream came out. In a corner near the button of the elevator, a thirteen-year-old child was curled up and shivering.

Obviously, because of him, everyone who wanted to take the elevator to that floor would encounter a "ghost hitting the wall".

Su Bai stretched out his hand and grasped the air, but the child was still caught by Su Bai. Evil spirit and ghost energy had something in common.

The child's face revealed a pleading expression, looking very innocent. At the same time, he kept waving his arms, indicating that many things had nothing to do with him. He didn't want to kill people, and just wanted to find a friend.

However, Su Bai still squeezed hard, and the evil spirit burst out, directly crushing the little ghost in front of him.

This was just a ghost shadow, not a real ghost.

Su Bai, who returned to normal, took a deep breath and drove away the trace of fatigue. Then, he pressed the button of the elevator again.

When the elevator door opened again, Su Bai walked out and went straight to the room.

He kicked open the office door, and Su Bai's pupils suddenly shrank. He saw Ying Yinger still sitting at the desk, but her hands were covering the wound on her lower abdomen, and her face was pale. On the other side of the curtain, there was a figure that belonged to a man, playing with those cute and intimate S&M props with an intoxicated look.

When Su Bai came in, the figure seemed a little surprised, but he didn't panic too much. He just gently clapped his hands.

Then, the silhouettes of children slowly appeared on the walls of the office.

Popular nursery rhymes began to be recited faintly.

Xun Er pulled out her gun, which surprised Su Bai. She could actually carry a gun at will? At the same time, he reached out and pressed the muzzle of the gun in Xun Er's hand.

"He's not the murderer." Su Bai stopped Xun Er's action.

"Uh-huh." The figure made a sound like this: "Listen, young man. Just now, I sensed a sudden zombie aura in the elevator. I thought the real-life version of" Zombies Besieged "appeared."

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