prisoner in the door

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Building 25

An Gonghui read the information given to him by the reporter again.

The reporter sitting opposite him was the reporter who followed up and reported the case in Building 25 before. Before Mo Zhenzhen gave An Qiaozun a sum of money each of them, An Gonghui took the money An Qiaozun left at home and found a local police station. The newspaper office squatted for a long time and found this reporter.

Although the case in Building 25 was a sensation, it was actually outdated.An Gonghui is willing to use money to sell news, and this reporter is also willing to earn pocket money.

The news that this reporter gave was piecemeal and comprehensive, and the ones that were reported in the newspapers were the minority. There were a lot of piecemeal information on it. It can be seen that the reporter was very attentive when following the news.

After reading the written information, An Gonghui looked up at the reporter and asked him a question directly.

"Do you think Zhang Qingyue is the murderer?"

The reporter who was eating fish laughed when he heard this, and spat out the fishbone in his mouth. The reporter took a sip of white wine and said with a smile after a very cool 'ha'.

"The police station is still investigating, how do I know?"

It has been a month since the case in Building 25 happened. This is the worst case in the history of this city. Seven victims died.

Under normal circumstances, the higher-ups would put pressure on such abominable cases, asking the police to solve the case as soon as possible to reduce public panic.

But actually a month passed, the police station was silent, and the citizens seemed to have forgotten about the case. They seemed to agree that Zhang Qingyue was the murderer and that the murderer was dead.

It was the reporter in front of him who revealed the mystery.

Still investigating, that is to say, a month has passed, and no one from the police station has determined that Zhang Qingyue is the murderer.

An Gonghui raised his hand to refill the one in front of the reporter, and asked again.

"Is it possible that this Qingyue is a scapegoat?"

The reporter laughed again, took another sip of wine, and ate a mouthful of fish, then moved to An Gonghui's side and said in a low voice.

"Do you know who the person who called the police to arrest Zhang Qingyue was?"

"who is it?"

"Gao Zhiming, the son of the boss of the real estate developer in the ×× community."

The reporter ordered some fish dishes with chopsticks, and he said something meaningful.

"I heard that Zhang Qingyue is an orphan, and grew up as a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple."

After saying that, the reporter took An Gonghui's red envelope, left the pile of copied materials and left, leaving An Gonghui here to think about things.

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In the evening, Mo Zhenzhen received a call from the head of the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest told her directly about building No. 25 without being polite to Mo Zhenzhen.

The Taoist priest's words were a bit vague, he only told Mo Zhenzhen three things.

First, Zhang Qingyue didn't kill anyone, he was invited to help solve the problem.

Second, the ×× community is very dangerous, she had better move out as soon as possible.

Thirdly, Zhang Qingyue ran away, and it is very likely that she will look for her again!

After saying these three things, the Taoist priest hung up the phone. Mo Zhenzhen felt that the Taoist priest still had nothing to say, which was too perfunctory.

But since Zhang Qingyue ran away, it doesn't matter if the priest doesn't say anything.

She just needs to confirm whether Zhang Qingyue is the murderer. As long as he is not the murderer, then they still have something to talk about.

Mo Zhenzhen found out the incense paper money she put in the cabinet, and with the help of An Qiaoxun, set up an altar for Zhang Qingyue.

Mo Zhenzhen took out one or two yin woods, this thing is much more effective than joss paper money, and it can be called a great tonic for ghosts.

When the Yin wood couldn't ignite for three breaths, Mo Zhenzhen sensed the familiar cold aura.

An Qiaoxun was sharper than her, and she stuck the mahogany sword in her hand almost the moment the Yin Qi appeared.

Zhang Qingyue leaned on the incense table almost greedily, and he didn't care about any beauties at the moment, he was too weak, and the Yin wood was just suitable for him to nourish him now.

One or two Yinmu powder burned very quickly, and was absorbed by Zhang Qingyue in just a dozen seconds.

Zhang Qingyue, who had inhaled the yin wood, seemed very satisfied. He slumped on the incense table without any image, almost intoxicatedly enjoying the feeling that the yin wood brought to him.

When the yin wood powder was burned out, Mo Zhenzhen didn't see Zhang Qingyue's figure, so she lit the second row of yin wood powder for him.

The yin wood powder started to burn again, this time the burning speed was as fast as before, Zhang Qingyue almost greedily smoked again, which caused the yin wood powder to burn abnormally fast.

It wasn't until Mo Zhenzhen lit the Yinmu powder for the fifth time that Zhang Qingyue showed his image, but he didn't know that at this moment, he was still greedily inhaling the incense burned by the Yinwood powder, and his intoxicated expression was really unbearable.

Mo Zhenzhen interrupted Zhang Qingyue's enjoyment when the fifth portion of Yinmu powder was sucked up.

"Zhang Qingyue, I have something to ask you."

Zhang Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, and later realized that Mo Zhenzhen was looking at him, and she could actually see him!

Zhang Qingyue's figure twisted because of the excitement, and at the moment of twisting, Mo Zhenzhen seemed to see his death.

However, the scene only appeared for a moment, and after that, such anomalies never appeared again.

"Can you see me? That's right, Yinmu is big, I'm overdoing it."

Zhang Qingyue's tone of voice was somewhat reserved, and she didn't answer Mo Zhenzhen's words directly.

According to Zhang Qingyue's attitude, Mo Zhenzhen adjusted what she was going to say.

She looked at Zhang Qingyue, with a trace of defense on her face, and said as if she was very vigilant.

"Are you watching me take a shower? You shameless!"

Zhang Qingyue was holding some at first, but Mo Zhenzhen's words broke her guard.

After all, Zhang Qingyue was only in her 20s. The young man died on his own, he was a ghost, and he acted somewhat recklessly.

But now that he showed his body and was questioned in front of him, his face was more or less embarrassing.

It's a good age, and Mo Zhenzhen is really beautiful, that kind of classical, fairy-like beauty.

Which man can not love such a beauty?
After being exposed by such a beauty for her shameless behavior, Zhang Qingyue really found a crack in the ground to sneak in!
Fortunately, Zhang Qingyue calmed down after being flustered for a while. He wanted to say that he hadn't done anything, but he wanted to be a man who dared to act boldly, so he raised his head again, pretending that Mo Zhenzhen took advantage of it.

"I saw it by accident. Since you mind, I can marry you."

Mo Zhenzhen let out a 'heh' with a cold face, and An Qiaozun next to her couldn't take it any longer, and rushed forward with a mahogany sword in her hand.

This mahogany sword was sold by Mo Zhenzhen from that long hand. It is 1 yuan each, which is very expensive, but there is a reason why it is expensive.

Just like now, even if An Qiaozun used the mahogany sword as a stick, Zhang Qingyue would still run around the room.

(End of this chapter)