Chapter 406

Su Bai specially called someone to deliver two candlesticks and some paper money. There was yellow wine at home, so there was no need to buy it.

The little guy sat on a crib in the yard, full of curiosity as to what Su Bai was doing.

After killing the red-clothed boy, Lucky returned to the bedroom to look at the painting. Clearly, it did not feel that it had done anything wrong, and indeed, it did not do anything wrong. In Lucky's eyes, there was only the little guy, and it did not even care about Su Bai, let alone a little ghost. An unknown little ghost suddenly appeared near its home, and Lucky killed it out of its desire to protect the little guy. In fact, if it was Su Bai who discovered that the red-clothed boy had followed him home, Su Bai would not hesitate to pull out his gun and kill him.

The two candlesticks burned, emitting a flickering light. Su Bai found an iron basin and burned the paper money inside, then poured a cup of yellow wine inside.

After everything was over, Su Bai stood up with his hands on his waist.

"Be a normal person in your next life, don't always like to play with non-mainstream things."

In this world, there were many things that were not accepted by the mainstream. From the perspective of the legal system and moral system, there was not much that could be criticized. However, not being understood by others was still not understood. This was the reality, the helpless reality.

During his days in Jiuzhai Valley, Su Bai had chatted with the Qilü Monk and Gyatso several times. Among them, the monk also said that generally speaking, after a person turned into a ghost, they would naturally be unable to control their own evil thoughts, because they were already a ghost, already dead. The shackles that restricted them when they were alive would disappear, and instead, they would become more and more extreme and evil. This was the best explanation for the evil nature of human nature.

From this point of view, the red-clothed boy could not be considered evil, but his behavior and his hobbies were indeed unacceptable, to the point that there was a feeling of disgust in the depths of one's heart. However, he did not want to kill, nor did he want to kill.

Su Bai walked to the tap and washed his hands, then walked to the little guy's side and picked him up.

The little guy was chubby in his arms, and his body exuded a kind of milky fragrance.

As if sensing that Su Bai's mood was not very good, the little guy was also very quiet, quietly leaning his head on Su Bai's shoulder, his mouth uttering some unknown syllables, as if he was comforting Su Bai.

Su Bai patted the little guy's butt, "Be good, your father is not that weak, he just wants peace of mind. In the end, your father is a little sorry."

After saying that, Su Bai carried the little guy into the house.

That night, Su Bai personally cooked a few light dishes.

The little guy liked the egg custard made by Su Bai, he liked to eat it with rice. The little guy still did not know how to use chopsticks, usually when eating chicken legs or drinking milk, he could eat alone, but he could not be expected to eat with his hands on the table.

Su Bai used a spoon to feed the little guy mouthful by mouthful, the little guy was extremely happy, every time he opened his mouth wide to take a bite, then clapped his hands and shook his legs in excitement.

As usual, Ji Xiang was not interested in human food, this was something Su Bai was used to. This cat should have reached a certain level, completely free of food, and could rely on absorbing the so-called spiritual energy of heaven and earth to transform, no longer needing to rely on food to survive.

After placing the little guy in the bathtub, Su Bai began to turn the water on. Just when Su Bai was about to help the little guy take a bath, Ji Xiang, who came in with a bath towel in its mouth, appeared, jumped to the side of the bathtub and began to squeeze the shower gel and shampoo, obviously telling Su Bai to get as far away as possible, it would only be at ease if it helped the little guy take a bath.

Su Bai was also happy to be free, he left the bathroom and went to the living room, he brewed a pot of tea for himself, but before he had the time to taste it, his phone rang, the caller ID was from Fatso.

The matter was over, those who should die and those who should not have died were all dead, why was Fatso calling him now?

"Hello." Su Bai answered the phone.

"Su Bai, is Huo Kun dead?" Fatso went straight to the point, and his tone was very excited, "He is the same as you, after you called me, he also called me to discuss similar things, and I know that he also lives in Shanghai!"

Obviously, Fatso had found some clues that linked Huo Kun and Su Bai together. In fact, Fatso's insight was really amazing, otherwise he would not have so many opportunities to help some strong people run errands. Of course, Fatso did not forget to do his own things, to find good things for himself, for example, Su Bai's bronze chest was still with Fatso, Su Bai did not know if Fatso had cracked the secret of opening the bronze chest.

"Yes, he's dead." Su Bai sank himself into the sofa, and at this time, a touch of drowsiness hit him. He did not sleep at all last night, so he was indeed a little tired at this time.

"It's really surprising that Huo Kun actually died while doing a mission in reality. Hehe, Ah Bai, look, our relationship is so good, don't forget me if you have any good things."

"What do you mean?" Su Bai asked.

"Isn't what I mean very simple? With your personality, if Huo Kun is dead, why don't you search his body? Don't worry, I'm not that naive to ask you to give it to me for free. I'll give you something else in exchange. "

Hearing this, Su Bai understood Fatso's meaning. Fatso had probably been eyeing Huo Kun's things for a long time. In fact, compared to Su Bai's narrow social circle, Fatso could be regarded as a beautiful social flower among the horror radio listeners. The number of listeners who knew him and were related to him was probably many times more than Su Bai, maybe even more.

"I've searched him, and other than a very sexy red underwear, I didn't find anything else."

Yes, plundering was Su Bai's usual character. After he showered in the bathroom, he deliberately searched the man and Huo Kun's body. After all, Huo Kun's qualifications and mission completion rate were there. Su Bai believed that the other party must have some good things, but to Su Bai's surprise, there was nothing else on the man's body. Huo Kun's body was also empty except for a few coins that might have been used to buy a subway ticket.

"Think about it again. Did he really do it empty-handed?"

Fatso was obviously very concerned about this matter. Of course, his focus wasn't on how such a strong person like Huo Kun died inexplicably, but where did Huo Kun's things go? Fatso had always been this practical.

One must know that Huo Kun was similar to a Ghost Enhancer, and he was also good at raising ghosts. However, it seemed that he wanted to avoid the punishment from the horror radio, so he drew the ghosts himself. He didn't dare to use the lives of children in the real world to refine them.

Faced with Fatso's question, Su Bai was a little surprised. The reason for the surprise was that Su Bai saw Huo Kun use a compass to directly injure the man. That compass must be a very good magic artifact. Huo Kun using it to smash people was like Su Bai carrying two Hellfire shotguns, not pressing the trigger, but using the gun stock as a stick. That compass must have a greater use.

However, when Su Bai noticed this, he couldn't even find the compass when he cleaned the scene. This was indeed a very strange thing.

"There is something that I saw him use, but after he died, that thing couldn't be found," Su Bai said. "It shouldn't have been stolen, it just disappeared naturally."

Fatso was silent for a while, and then almost shouted, "Is it that compass? Is it that Black Ghost's compass? "

"En." Su Bai responded.

"No wonder, no wonder. No wonder you couldn't find it. That is that guy's companion weapon. He refined it. Su Bai, you are a little special. Perhaps you haven't reached that level yet, so you don't know what a companion weapon is. To put it simply, it is similar to Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang. When you don't use it, you can put it in your ear."

Su Bai had also seen a whip appear in Chen Yixin's hand when they were dueling. It seemed that when a Listener reached a certain level, they would indeed have the ability to fuse their weapon with their body. Of course, there were definitely many restrictions.

"You mean that the compass is still in Huo Kun's body?"

"Yes, we have to use a special method to force that compass out. It recognizes its master. Even if its master is dead, it will still choose to stay by its master's side. This is a companion weapon. The weapon and its master have long had deep-rooted feelings for each other, which is why they can fuse as one. In fact, for the listeners, being able to fuse a companion weapon of sufficiently high quality into one's body is also a dividing line in one's strength.

"Of course, a Listener can only fuse one companion weapon. Don't you have a set of guns? In the future, you have to cultivate it well and let these two guns resonate with you. You can also comprehend the method to fuse them into your body. For example, your two testicles, hehe … "

Fatso's words were getting more and more ridiculous, but Su Bai knew that Fatso was doing it on purpose. After knowing that the compass was still in Huo Kun's body, he deliberately changed the topic. His purpose was self-evident!

Su Bai immediately hung up the phone and dialed Chu Zhao's number.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Chu Zhao looked very tired. He must have been busy with the case.

"A black man's body with Chinese nationality. Where is he now?"

This mark was very obvious. In fact, it was as obvious as it could be. In addition, Su Bai thought that Huo Kun's body would probably be "disposed" with a common cause of death like a heart attack, so he asked Chu Zhao.

But looking at Chu Zhao's reaction, it should be that Xun Er didn't tell Chu Zhao what happened to her and Su Bai after they left. Chu Zhao was still busy solving the case in the Criminal Police Unit.

"Why do you care about this? Let me check for you …" About three minutes later, Chu Zhao's voice came again. "The black man who committed suicide by taking poison? His case was exposed this morning, but it was quickly closed. He couldn't stand the pressure from his skin color and social discrimination, so he committed suicide by taking poison. His parents have passed away, so his body has been sent to the funeral home by the police station to be cremated. Hey, this efficiency is really fast. "Chu Zhao obviously also felt very strange. When did the bureau's efficiency become so terrifying?

Funeral home?

Cremation?

Su Bai's breathing suddenly became rapid. He immediately asked, "Which funeral home?"