ghost craftsman

Chapter 91 The Eighth Office

The bus station in our town is quite simple, and there are only a few cars parked there on weekdays. Usually, cars coming from the city have to pass through this bus station.

I stayed there for a long time, and it was about 11:[-] before I saw a police car driving in slowly.

However, the strange thing is that this police car is not like the police cars we usually see. The body is red, especially the position of the front of the car has a strange symbol.The symbol looks like *, but there are four more strokes on the basis of this *, and those four strokes seem to wrap this * symbol.

I stared at the symbol for a few glances, and found that the car was slowly driving towards the police station, and I immediately followed.

In the end, the car stopped at the entrance of the police station, and three people came down from it. The leader was 23 years old, dressed in light blue casual clothes, and looked similar to what policeman Xiao Zhuo described. Hu, what I didn't expect was that the man's eyes were extraordinarily deep, not like the eyes of ordinary people.

This made me a little timid, and I even gave up the idea of ​​knocking on the sap.But considering that reason, I tightened the wooden stick behind me, and fixed my eyes on the door of the police station.

The car stopped at the door for about half a minute. Police Xiaozhuo led some policemen out, as if they were talking to Wang Jiong. Soon, a group of them walked towards the restaurant in the town. is to eat.

This is also a matter of common sense. Generally, people from the city will go to restaurants in our town to have a meal.

Immediately, I tiptoed to follow, and found another hidden place to hide.

After waiting for about half an hour, Wang Jiong never showed up. I was a little upset. The main reason was that Wang Jiong had been surrounded by several people, and if he wanted to beat him with a sap, he had to wait for Wang Jiong alone.Otherwise, if the sap fails to strike, maybe I will be thrown in by myself.

At this moment, Wang Jiong came out drunk, with a cigarette in his hand, and staggered towards the nearby toilet.

I saw that this was an opportunity, and I glanced at the restaurant again, only to find that no one came out. I didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately followed.

This toilet is a toilet in a restaurant in our town. Since the restaurant is a bit small, the toilet was built in an alley to the left of the hotel.

After entering the toilet, there were only two small rooms. Wang Jiong opened one of the rooms and was about to go in. I raised the wooden stick in my hand and hit him on the back of the head. There was a bang, and Wang Jiong rolled his eyes. He fell straight down.

I didn't delay. I checked Wang Jiong's condition first. He wasn't dead, but passed out. I bit my finger and wrote the word 'ghost' in blood next to him.

After writing that word, I ran out in a hurry.

And the reason why I hit Wang Jiong's sap is to write such a word 'ghost'.To put it bluntly, I intend to use the word 'ghost' to confuse him and let him know that this matter was not done by us ghost craftsmen.Of course, there is another crucial point, that is, the word 'ghost' can disturb Wang Jiong's thinking. Only in this way can I have a chance to solve that matter.

After running out, I took a deep breath, looked left and right, saw no one, I ran out immediately.

Some things are quite coincidental. Just when I was about to run out of the alley, I happened to run into policeman Xiaozhuo. He must have drunk a little wine and was drunk. When he saw me, he was about to speak, so I hurriedly made a gesture to him. He made a silent movement, lowered his voice and said, "If you believe me, don't say anything."

Hearing what I said, the little Zhuo police officer was startled for a moment, then nodded, and went straight to the toilet without saying a word.

Seeing this, I took a deep breath and ran back to the coffin shop immediately.

As soon as I arrived at the coffin shop, before I had time to throw away the wooden stick in my hand, Qin Laosan immediately came over and asked me in a trembling voice: "Chuanzi, did you really hit him?"

I hummed and didn't say anything, but the third master with Erlang's legs up beside me said disdainfully, "It's really a villain who acts behind the scenes."

Well, I admit that my actions are indeed not bright, but in order not to let myself squat, I can only do so.After all, I'm just a small person with no background and no money, so I can only protect myself with such indecent means.

That afternoon, Qin Laosan and I were guarding the coffin shop all the time. As for whether Police Xiao Zhuo would tell Wang Jiong about it, based on my knowledge of Police Xiao Zhuo, he probably would not inform.The reason is simple, the two of us have experienced two incidents, and he is definitely not the kind of police who gossips behind his back.

The most important point is that Police Xiaozhuo told me about Wang Jiong's appearance and the time when he arrived in the town. If he tells this, he will undoubtedly pour dirty water on himself.

After one afternoon, the coffin shop was very deserted, and I also took advantage of this time to delve into the ghost craftsman's essay.Probably when the evening was approaching, the youngest Qin proposed to go to Xu Shiqing's house, saying that the anger of the family members of the deceased should have almost dissipated.

Just at this time, the Xiaozhuo policeman came to the door. He was wearing casual clothes. When he caught me, he scolded me overwhelmingly. If Wang Jiong knew about it, he would definitely peel off a layer of my skin alive.

I didn't say anything, mainly because I didn't dare to touch Xiao Zhuo's bad luck, so I might as well vent my anger by scolding me first.

To say that the Xiaozhuo policeman is also very good at cursing people, he caught me and scolded me for four or five minutes, and finally said directly, "Chuanzi, I don't bother to care about your crap, when the time comes, you and Wang Jiong explained."

I smiled and said, "As long as you don't tell me, Wang Jiong probably won't know it in his life."

He gave me a blank look and said, "During the meal earlier, Wang Jiong mentioned the Eighth Office to me. Do you know what their Eighth Office is for?"

"What are you doing?" I asked hastily.

He stared at me for a while, and then said: "The department specializes in dealing with some supernatural events, and Wang Jiong claims to be an atheist, but in fact he himself is a master in metaphysics."

As soon as I heard it, I took a tight breath. This Wang Jiong was hiding very deeply, so I said, "He probably won't know?"

"God knows!" Police officer Xiao Zhuo gave me a blank look, and said, "By the way, what did you mean by writing ghost characters in the toilet earlier?"

I didn't hide anything, so I told police Xiaozhuo all the gossip about the school and the speculations of the deceased's family.

After hearing what I said, he cursed: "Confused, extremely confused, if Wang Jiong was an ordinary detective, you might be able to beat him with this move. But Wang Jiong himself is a master of metaphysics, you can beat him like this , he will definitely suspect you. Chuanzi, just wait for that Wang Jiong to come and make trouble!"

(End of this chapter)