Chapter 27 Party

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The delivery guy stood there, looking at Zhou Ze who was sitting behind him across the counter.

"Don't be afraid, there are no cameras in the store, and I don't have a recorder here." Zhou Ze stretched his body, "Of course, you definitely don't believe me when I say this, tsk, whatever you want."

"I don't know what you mean." The delivery guy was very calm.

People who can do such things must be very calm.

The police have not yet specifically identified the arsonist, this is his ability, of course, it is a derogatory term here.

"I am very sure that the fire was set by you." Zhou Ze spread his hands, he was just stating a fact, a fact that does not need to be refuted at all.

"You are drunk." The delivery guy said.

"Not drunk."

Zhou Ze smiled.

"Based on this, you say that I set the fire? Are you better than the police?" The delivery guy's expression has begun to be a little tense, but he is still restraining himself.

"Hiss... Of course I'm not as good as the police, but I'm not blind. As for what I said about thinking you were the arsonist based on that, sorry, it's not true.

I just confirmed that you were the arsonist and deduced a piece of evidence to experience the feeling of Conan."

Zhou Ze pointed behind the delivery boy.

The delivery boy turned his head immediately. He thought there was a policeman standing there, but there was no one there, and there was no sirens.

In this mall where the death penalty is almost abolished, and it was late at night, there was not even a passerby.

"They all followed you in." Zhou Ze said.

"Who?" The delivery boy frowned.

"The person who died in the cinema, they followed you in, and then I saw it, 'Oh', the murderer is you, it's obvious.

Except for the funny guy standing behind me who hates me wholeheartedly,

You can't say that the other victims have recognized the wrong murderer, right?"

Zhou Ze slowly stood up and looked at the delivery boy in front of him.

"Playing tricks!" The delivery boy almost started to roar. For some reason, he felt that his pressure was increasing, and cold sweat began to flow on his face.

"Don't be nervous, they can't hurt you."

Zhou Ze walked out from behind the counter with a plastic bag in his hand.

The plastic bag contained a small box of rice and some pickles.

In Zhou Ze's sight, there were people sitting on plastic benches, both men and women, two of whom were old.

They all sat there reading books in a proper manner, very quiet, not noisy at all.

Zhou Ze put a bowl of rice in front of each person, covered with pickles, and disposable chopsticks were inserted straight into the rice and stood upright.

Then, Zhou Ze took out a bottle of white wine that cost less than 10 yuan, poured the wine into the plastic cup at the water dispenser, and put a cup in front of each person.

"Brothers, it's not easy for me either. This bookstore has been losing money, so I can only use these to entertain you. Don't blame me for being stingy. You are dead, but I have to live on.

Anyway, your family will also provide for you, so it doesn't matter if I give you a little bit, right?"

Zhou Ze bent down and spoke as if he was greeting guests.

Well, Zhou Ze didn't have the kindness to leave a copy for the funny guy with a hole in his brain at the back.

"You are fucking mentally ill!" The delivery boy couldn't hold it in any longer, "Heh, I really should record it for you and upload it to the Internet, so that the fans can see your character together!"

"Do you dare?" Zhou Ze turned sideways, "You talk like you really dare, you've only been live for a few days, and Wuwu has fallen."

Yes, there are many reasons why the police haven't found the arsonist now, but if the police have a key suspect to track down, it will be difficult for the arsonist to hide.

"I'm leaving. You have a problem with your brain."

The delivery boy changed his previous friendly expression. He was able to successfully transform his popularity into live broadcasting and earn huge income, not only because he was a "hero", but also because of his own marketing plan.

He was very down-to-earth, and his original image was very good. On this basis, live broadcasting food delivery, which was originally a very boring thing, could also make people enjoy watching it.

He knew that he was panicking and confused, so he wanted to leave and escape from this bookstore.

He regretted coming here today, very much.

Zhou Ze did not stop him, but when the delivery boy stretched out his hand to push open the door of the bookstore,

Zhou Ze took out his mobile phone to check the time and said:

"It's midnight."

"Dong!"

There was no wall clock in the bookstore, but at this moment, the delivery boy seemed to hear the bell ringing.

He pushed the door hard, but the door did not move. He was angry and looked at the door lock. The door was not locked, and there was nothing blocking it, but the door could not be opened.

The delivery guy started kicking the door like crazy, but it didn't move.

What he couldn't see was that

the people who were sitting there reading books,

all stood up slowly,

on the seventh night of the return of the soul,

every grievance has its perpetrator,

they came here, following their enemies,

and now,

they all stared at their enemies,

a guy who had clearly set fire to them and killed them, but

became a hero.

"I told you not to save me!"

A low roar came from behind Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze happened to blow on his nails at this moment, and then turned around suddenly. The nails on the five fingers of his right hand instantly grew longer, and the transparent black exuded a strange luster. Wisps of black air surrounded the fingertips, bringing an intimidating aura. .

At the same time, black mist rolled in Zhou Ze's eyes.

“Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss…Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The man in a black suit who had just turned into a fierce ghost was directly grabbed by Zhou Ze's hand on the shoulder, and then his whole body began to tremble. The black energy on Zhou Ze's fingertips was like sharp knives constantly piercing him. On the body, wisps of green smoke rose upward from the Tianling Gai position of the man in the black suit.

"I understand you, but you disgust me."

Zhou Ze said in a deep voice,

"So, you'd better say goodbye."

Zhou Ze's fingers exerted force again,

The man in the black suit wailed and looked pleading. He hoped that Zhou Ze would let him go. He had turned into a ghost. Once he "died" again, his soul would be scattered and he would not even have a chance to enter hell.

But Zhou Ze didn't let go,

His eyes remained cold.

Wait until the body of the man in the black suit has completely melted and evaporated,

Only then did he take back his palm, and he could vaguely see some ashes in the palm of his hand.

"call……"

Zhou Ze blew into his palms and then clapped his hands.

When turning around, Zhou Ze sighed.

I don’t know if it’s because of my time here that the layout of the bookstore has changed.

or,

This is just a coincidence.

The previous customer who was just reading quietly after coming in now began to emit black mist, which was a tendency to turn into a ghost for revenge.

And the delivery boy kept hitting the wall with his fists and kicking it with his feet.

Looking up, whoever the heaven spared may be referring to the scene in front of me.

The victim was also panicked by the billowing smoke and fire. For some unknown reason, he was unable to escape and died tragically.

"Everyone, please give me some face. Don't be in a hurry to become a bad person."

Zhou Ze came to the crowd and raised his hand to signal to this person.

"Come on, relax and give me a smile?"

Zhou Ze wanted to ease the atmosphere. Once he turns into a ghost, he will no longer be reincarnated. After taking revenge and completely losing his obsession, he can only dissipate with the wind.

This is the saddest ending.

Zhou Ze felt that this was not worth it, really not worth it.

The arsonist has caused you to die, and you are separated from your relatives and family members. Your children have lost their father or mother, and your parents have lost their children.

There is no need to push yourself into a more terrifying abyss because of this murderer.

However, Zhou Ze's words had no effect at all.

This man's face was still cold, and the black mist on his body was getting thicker and thicker, and black lines began to form at the corners of his eyes and lips.

He was about to turn into the image he had when the funny man in black just rushed towards him.

"Since you don't give me a smile, how about I give you a smile?"

Zhou Ze forced out an ugly smile.

It's over,

You have committed a sin,

It can't be saved.

Zhou Ze knew that it would be easy for him to beat these evil ghosts to their wits. For example, the funny guy who had been following him for a week was killed by a slap in his face when he finally finished his CD and was about to enlarge his moves.

But I really don't know how to free myself from these ghosts. Besides, Zhou Ze is a ghost himself, so it's not convenient for him to do it. It's like asking Zhang Fei to do embroidery.

"There is a way through the netherworld, and the underworld can be crossed!"

A sharp shout came from outside the house, and then, the door of the bookstore was pushed open, and Xu Qinglang walked in, holding a small porcelain bowl with rice grains and three scented sticks stuck in it.

"rise!"

Three sticks of fragrance burn quickly,

At the same time, the rice grains in the bowl also changed from crystal white to black, and the black mist on the person began to fade at this time. Finally, their faces began to change from cold and solemn at the beginning to peaceful and tranquil.

Everyone slowly sat down in front of their own bowls and chopsticks.

"Xu Qinglang!" Zhou Ze pointed at Xu Qinglang and shouted,

very excited,

I'm really excited,

I was even more excited than when I saw Dr. Lin taking a bath.

Think about how difficult it has been for you to eat this week.

Can you not be excited?

As for Xu Qinglang's performance just now, Zhou Ze was not surprised. In fact, everyone just saw through it before but didn't say anything.

Xu Qinglang rolled his eyes at Zhou Ze. In an instant, he was full of charm, as if the cuckoos on the mountain were blooming.

But at the same time he said angrily:

"Are you having a Spring Festival midnight party here?"

"I don't want to either." Zhou Ze briefly explained the matter to Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang nodded to indicate that he understood, bowed his hands to this person and said:

"Everyone, for the first seven soul nights, you should go back and see your relatives. They should be waiting for you at home. I will give you an explanation of what is going on here."

After hearing this, everyone silently walked through the glass and left.

Zhou Ze's eyes were looking at the bowl containing "black rice".

"How come this thing doesn't affect me?"

The corners of Xu Qinglang's mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to fight Zhou Ze for three hundred rounds.

Hummed:

"You are different."

He was still angry, still had opinions about Zhou Ze, and was still unbalanced, but because of his appearance, temperament and voice, this sentence "You are different" was full of deep resentment.

Then,

Xu Qinglang looked at the delivery boy who was curled up in the corner and had fainted from shock, "How to deal with him?"

As he said, Xu Qinglang made a one-size-fits-all move.

Zhou Ze shook his head,

and said:

"Let's hand it over to the country."

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