Chapter 572 No One Has a Female Ghost

"Comrade police, brother police, I really didn't commit any crime," Huang Mao kept begging for mercy, wiping his nose and tears in vain.

"Shut up, I," Lei Qingyi interrupted Huang Mao's words directly, "It's so annoying."

Huang Mao quickly covered his mouth, not daring to say anything now.

"I want to ask you, tell the truth, do you understand?"

Huang Mao nodded quickly. He understood. If he told the truth, he must tell the truth.

"Don't tell any lies, or I will break your neck," Lei Qingyi threatened fiercely.

Huang Mao nodded again. How dare he tell half a lie now.

Lei Qingyi picked up Huang Mao again and threw it on the chair aside. He felt irritated by squatting.

"Tell me, did you see a long-haired woman walking alone last night? She was very beautiful and barefooted?"

Huang Mao shook his head quickly.

"Speak," Lei Qingyi didn't want to see his expressions or movements. He didn't want to look, he wanted to listen.

Huang Mao quickly took his hand away and asked carefully, "Comrade police, do you want me to speak or not? Didn't you just tell me to shut up?" "

Lei Qingyi closed his eyes hard and took a deep breath. He was afraid that if he couldn't help it, he would beat this man to death. He had never seen such a stupid person in a long time. Stupid, it turns out that there is no stupidest person in this world, there are even more stupid people.

Huang Mao may have noticed that Lei Qingyi was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to say more. He quickly shook his hands and said, "Brother policeman, we really didn't commit any crime this time. Although we have committed it before, But last night, it really didn’t happen. It rained so heavily that ghosts would go out. "

"Before it rains," Lei Qingyi touched her upper and lower teeth hard,

"Before it rains," Huang Mao shook his head again.

"Comrade police, I didn't do anything bad before it started to rain. Even though we were wandering on the street, we didn't see anyone single."

"Really?" Lei Qingyi still didn't believe Huang Mao's words.

"Really," Huang Mao put his fingers on the top of his head, and then raised four fingers, "Comrade police, we really haven't met single women, especially those with long hair, bare feet, and long hair. A beautiful single woman, if I tell a lie, I won’t be able to get out for the rest of my life.”

Lei Qingyi was a little disappointed, but at the same time he was also happy.

Although I was disappointed that I didn't get any news from Yan Huan, it would be fine as long as Yan Huan didn't encounter this kind of thing and didn't suffer such harm.

When Lei Qingyi was about to leave, he heard Huang Mao talking to himself again,

"Comrade police, um, we didn't see a woman with long hair, but the female ghost did see one."

Lei Qingyi was about to reach the door before retracting her feet, then turned back and narrowed her eyes, "Tell me again, what kind of female ghost is this?"

"It's a female ghost," Huang Mao was so scared that he wanted to cry when he mentioned that female ghost.

"We saw a female ghost yesterday. It was really a female ghost."

"What kind of female ghost?" Lei Qingyi took a step forward, picked up Huang Mao, and placed it on a chair to avoid having a sore neck as if she were looking after a child.

Huang Mao stood on the chair, and his eyes were barely parallel to Lu Yi's, so he became a lot more courageous. Of course, he was also eager to talk to others about that ghost.

"Comrade police, let me tell you, we really saw a ghost, a female ghost, her face was as white as bloodless, and her hair was so long. She compared the length, and she didn't wear shoes. She was barefoot, and her feet were She was not walking, but floating, and she might be a woman who died in the hospital, so she was still wearing a hospital gown. We originally wanted to follow, but you guessed it, we followed Where, it’s the cemetery, in the public tent not far from Haijiang. She went there. You don’t know, she scared me to the point of peeing..."

He originally wanted to add a few more words, but a gust of wind blew over his face. He touched his face, but he still felt a little confused. What kind of wind was blowing like this?

He took a few steps forward without hesitation, but with a plop, he fell off the chair and once again landed face first on the ground.

He raised his face, and his noses were bleeding again.

"Mom, I want my mother, I want to find my mother..."

Lei Qingyi was already sitting in his car at this time, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands.

He knew, he knew where Yan Huan had gone. Lu Yi's cemetery was Lu Yi's cemetery.

The rain was still falling, and he drove the car very fast, and of course his heart became more and more anxious, wanting to drive faster, and even faster.

The car drove directly to Haishi Cemetery. He got out of the car and strode towards Lu Yi's grave without an umbrella. However, after a while, he felt too slow and started running forward.

His feet stepped hard on water splashes, and in the air, those water splashes burst into pieces.

When you hear this sound, it actually sounds very pleasant.

What is this sound?

What is this sound? Is it the sound of water splashing?

No, this is the sound of heartbreak.

It is also the saddest sound in the world.

When Lei Qingyi arrived, he immediately spotted the woman who was soaked but still holding Lu Yi's tombstone. How long had she been here? Was it a whole night?

He walked over, then squatted down, and then carefully placed his hand on the forehead of the woman who was soaked like a drowned chicken.

It was very hot, she had a fever.

He quickly picked her up, but Yan Huan's hands were still tightly holding the tombstone. It seemed that she was unwilling to let go even if she died. Lei Qingyi felt relieved. He took off his clothes and covered Yan Huan with them. It took a lot of effort to pull her hand up, but her fingernails were broken, and her forehead was also broken. The blood had long been washed clean by the rain. Did she want to hit herself to death?

He then picked her up, but just as he was about to leave, he turned his head back.

"Lu Yi, if you are still alive, please let her live. I know you will do this. You have given her the hope of life, so how can you bear to let her die?"

"You know, this time, I believe, I believe that you are still here, saving her. If those people hadn't mistaken Yan Huan for a ghost, I really can't imagine what would happen."

This time it's okay, it's okay.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her."