What to do with a full-scale life

Chapter 25 The Diehard

"If he doesn't leave, I won't leave."

"If he doesn't leave, I won't either."

When Zhang Jiachang and Neng Wentao explained why the two of them had a confrontation in Zhu Zhenzhen's room, they used a "do whatever you want" idiom solitaire format, fighting each other with a dynamic game of thinking.

But this made Zhu Zhenzhen understand the reason why the two of them are here. She was curious why Zhang Jiachang knew the password of her house, but this may also be what she told him. After all, she was very confused at the time. I don't remember anything at all.

On Neng Wentao's side, she felt that this man was a bit sick. She and him were just ordinary friends, but he always called him her boyfriend when she saw people.

"I'm going to sleep, you go back." Zhu Zhenzhen yawned and said, "Zhang Jiachang, thank you for today."

"You're welcome."

Zhang Jiachang got up and went out, and at this moment, Neng Wentao had no reason to stay. He turned his head and said to Zhu Zhenzhen with nostalgia: "Zhenzhen..."

"Please!" Zhu Zhenzhen didn't have a good look at him: "Next time, please don't go around saying that he is my boyfriend, thank you."

"understood……"

Neng Wentao walked out the door dejectedly, but found that Zhang Jiachang had disappeared in just a few words, the elevator was still on the first floor, and there was no sign of anyone walking in the corridor.

This frightened Neng Wentao, he hurried to the elevator and clicked it, and when the elevator came up, he walked in, only to find that there was a person standing in the elevator.

The man was standing in the elevator with his back to him. This scene scared Neng Wentao back again and again, but he didn't take two steps back but found that his feet were too trembling to walk, but the man didn't seem to be moving. Just stood there quietly.

Finally, before the elevator door closed, Neng Wentao ran out with all his strength, rushed all the way to Zhu Zhenzhen's door and began to slam the door hard.

"Zhenzhen...open the door...quickly open the door..."

Zhu Zhenzhen, who was resetting the password, frowned and opened the door, and asked impatiently, "What are you doing here again?"

Neng Wentao slid into the room and closed the door forcefully: "There is a ghost..."

Zhu Zhenzhen knew that Neng Wentao was very timid. After all, the two had known each other for many years, so she was not afraid of what he would do, but saw that his face was full of panic, his face was still sallow, and beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead. Falling, she felt that he must have seen something strange, so she stepped forward and was about to open the door, but suddenly a hand was stuck in the crack of the door.

At that moment, Zhu Zhenzhen couldn't help shivering all over, and Zhang Jiachang's head stuck out at the next moment: "I forgot my phone."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Jiachang glanced at Neng Wentao who was sitting in the corner trembling, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with him?"

"He said there were ghosts."

Zhang Jiachang smiled: "Then let him stop running around."

After Zhu Zhenzhen handed him the phone, Zhang Jiachang stood at the door and waited for two seconds, then took out a coin from his pocket, blew on it, and pressed it against the door.

This time he really left, and Neng Wentao got his wish and stayed overnight at Zhu Zhenzhen's house.

But of course he was sleeping on the sofa, but at least he was able to sleep soundly, and nothing special happened all night.

It's just that Neng Wentao and Zhu Zhenzhen were awakened by a noise early the next morning, and soon there was a knock on the door.

Zhu Zhenzhen opened the door and saw a man in casual clothes looking at her door.

"Do you know Zhang Jiachang?" the man asked as soon as he spoke the first sentence.

Zhu Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment: "He... is my employee."

"It's good luck." The person who spoke was Mouse, and he took out the ID from his pocket and handed it to Zhu Zhenzhen: "A murder occurred in this building, and now I would like to ask you to cooperate with the investigation."

Today is the first day for Mouse to work, just because there was a bizarre murder case in this building. The deceased was 48 years old and the owner of an electronics factory.According to the preliminary conclusion of the medical examiner, the cause of death was painful shock after burns.

However, judging from the on-site investigation, there was no trace of fire in the house, which became a bizarre case, so Director Chen asked Mouse to come over to take charge of the investigation.

He came over to check around and found a one-yuan coin on Zhu Zhenzhen's door, and as far as he knew, if anyone in this world could use a one-yuan coin to arrange enchantment, it must be Brother Zhang.

And judging from the aura at the door, there is indeed a vague evil spirit rippling here. It should be that there is a person in this room that the murderer wants to silence.

But because Xiao Zhang's enchantment is here, that guy is probably hiding somewhere to heal his injuries.

However, even if Xiao Zhang knew about it, he would not take the initiative to act or inform the situation. He would only remind in disguise or provide a conventional protection, so since there are his coins here, it can be said that there will be insiders here.

Entering Zhu Zhenzhen's home, the mouse looked up and down. There was no difference here, it was just a normal female residence, but the man sitting on the sofa surprised him a bit.

Because the man's body is full of death, logically speaking, he shouldn't be sitting here, but lying somewhere. To protect this person.

The mouse went straight to Neng Wentao and sat down, patted his shoulder: "Did you see any special people and things yesterday?"

When Neng Wentao thought about what happened last night, he was still in shock, so he told the truth about what happened last night.

"The man was standing inside with his back to the elevator door, and I didn't see his face."

The mouse raised its eyes and picked up the sketchbook: "Can you provide me with some characteristics?"

"Neng...he is wearing a work jacket, about 1.7 meters five, short hair." Neng Wentao tried hard to recall: "And... I seem to see a circle of black things under his neck on both sides .”

"The black thing?" Mouse asked curiously, "Can you describe it in detail?"

Neng Wentao stood up and turned his back to the mouse, and then pointed to the position under his cheeks: "There is a circle of black marks all the way to the back of the ears, like... like the marks left when he was hanged."

"How can you be sure it's hanging yourself?"

Neng Wentao took a deep breath and pursed his lips: "My father hanged himself...the imprint is the same."

Mouse nodded: "Working clothes, 1.7 meters five, short hair, and a print on the neck, is there any more?"

"It's gone... I don't remember anything after that."

The mouse stood up and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the door and came to the crime scene on the first floor upstairs. Because the body has not been forensically dissected, he has no way to get in touch with the original appearance of the body for the time being.

But judging from Neng Wentao's description, this should be a special case.

But what about motivation?
And at this moment, in a rented house on the outskirts of the city, a young man was lying on a tattered wooden bed and writhing in pain. Yesterday he was shaken by a terrifying formation, almost shaking his soul and seven souls away.

The horror of this formation, not to mention the incomplete him now, even when he encountered such a terrifying technique in his heyday 2000 years ago, it would be difficult to resist.

After searching all the memories of the young man who had resurrected himself from the corpse, he concluded that this era has already been doomed for many years.

Since it is the age of doomsday, why can there be such a terrifying formation?And what kind of group is behind that person?
In this regard, the warlock who had reached the peak 2000 years ago couldn't help but start to doubt himself, but now the physical pain made him have no strength to understand more.

But this is not a bad thing, because the appearance of this formation is enough to show that this era is far from as simple as he thought, and it must not be taken lightly in the future.

But at this moment, he heard the sound of the door opening next door. He knew that the prostitute next door who only went out at night had come back. He gritted his teeth, wiped the black blood oozing from his nostrils, and slowly walked towards the place where the sound came from. .

Zhang Jiachang went to work today after sending Niannian to school as usual. He hardly slept last night, and he looked the same as usual, still in good spirits.

When he came to the company, he was the only one who arrived at the post, and the others were late collectively.

Zhang Jiachang, who had nothing to do, started to boil water, wipe the table, and then made some simple breakfast in the kitchen with the leftover ingredients from yesterday.

After he finished everything, Zhu Zhenzhen came to the company. She rushed up immediately after seeing Zhang Jiachang, and said nervously: "Last night, there was a murder case in my building, so I will follow you." About time to go. Did you see anything?"

"I..." Zhang Jiachang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No."

"It's fine if you don't have one. In the morning, the police came to ask me for questioning. He even asked me if I knew you."

"Maybe it's my friend." Zhang Jiachang simply replied, "Has Mr. Zhu eaten breakfast?"

"not yet……"

"Eat." Zhang Jiachang pointed to the things on the table: "I prepared some breakfast."

Zhu Zhenzhen, who seldom eats breakfast, never expected to be able to eat a delicious and fresh breakfast at work. Although she now feels that Zhang Jiachang is weird everywhere, this kind of weirdness is not annoying, it just feels like he There is such a sense of inhuman abstinence.

But this is a good thing, after all, Zhu Zhenzhen has been the focus of men since she was a child, and now she finally has someone who doesn't regard her as a woman. This feeling is quite good.

"What's the matter with these women?" Zhu Zhenzhen, who was eating pancakes, glanced at her watch: "Why haven't you come yet?"

And Zhang Jiachang was also curious, he took out his phone and looked at it, there were three large characters written on it: Saturday.

(End of this chapter)