The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Thinking of Wen Yi's hot body, Zheng Quzhi squinted his eyes and smiled at Wei Yan: "That girl is really good in figure... The face looks good, and she lived and died together..."

Before I finished speaking, a pillow was thrown at me. Zheng Quzhi hurriedly avoided. Before he could react, he heard Wei Yan's voice sounding cold enough to drop the ice scum:

"vulgar."

Wei Yan glanced at Zheng Quzhi coldly, and lay directly on the bed, covering himself with a blanket, not seeing and not worrying.

Zheng Quzhi was not convinced: "Why is this vulgar! Wei Yan, aren't men like this? Hey, don't cover the quilt like this, like the corpse in the morgue..."

Wei Yan refused to give Zheng Quzhi any response. Zheng Quzhi looked at the person on the bed for a long while, and finally sighed lightly, and said, "I'll go down for a meal first. Do you want me to bring you something to eat?"

After waiting for a while, without getting an answer, Zheng Quzhi was not upset, and took his mobile phone and went out.

It is already half past one in the afternoon. In the few days in the illusion, it was actually only a long time. After being cheeky and letting the hotel staff cook a fried rice for himself, Zheng Quzhi sat at the table and turned the news bored.

The case of serial broken corpses still has not been resolved, Zheng Quzhi sighed, and the person who can solve the case is still lying on the bed...

It is said that Lin Niansi is still unconscious and is about to explode online. After turning over for a long time, Zheng Quzhi put his phone down dullly, and after he settled the fried rice like a cloud, he quickly returned to the room with another packed fried rice.

"Wei Yan, don't sleep." Zheng Quzhi shouted to the person on the bed as he walked in, "It's dinner!"

The person on the bed still ignored him, Zheng Quzhi was silent, put the meal on the table, and the person walked to the other side of the bed, directly lifting the corner of the blanket, and gently pulling.

"Huh?" Seeing that he didn't move, Zheng Quzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, and his actions became rough: "Hey, Wei Yan, I didn't mean you, why are you like a little lady..."

Before the words were finished, the blanket suddenly loosened.

Wei Yan sat up from the bed, gave Zheng Quzhi a cool look, then sneezed at the beginning, and got out of bed with a blank face.

Zheng Quzhi wanted to laugh inexplicably, and only Wei Yan was able to sneeze so subtle and gracefully. Immediately following Wei Yan, he said, "What are we going to do next? How can we solve that evil spirit?"

"Want to solve it?" Wei Yan stopped and looked back at Zheng Quzhi.

"That's not enough!" Zheng Quzhiyi's face was straightforward: "If the murderer is not caught in a day, the citizens will have to live an extra day of fear! I don't feel relieved after eating."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone's ringtone suddenly rang.

Zheng Quzhi glanced at Wei Yan who was standing in front of the window, took out his cell phone and took a look, "Huh?"

Wei Yan turned his head, his indifferent gaze slowly swept towards Zheng Quzhi. I saw Zheng Quzhi had picked up the phone and said with a smile on his face: "Comrade Xiaoyang, what are you looking for?"

Unable to frown, Wei Yan walked towards Zheng Quzhi.

"Ah...Mr. Wei..." Zheng Quzhi understood most of Wei Yan's mention in Yanghuai's heart. He raised his head and grinned at Wei Yan, knowingly asked: "Where is it with me! Why, what's wrong with Mr. Wei?"

On the other side of the phone, Yang Huaian's voice was a little panting: "That's it. The bureau informed that it was Mr. Wei who saw the scene of the serial corpse decapitation case, so let our special case investigation team take over this case!"

"Ah, that feeling is good. With you here, the case will definitely be solved, come on!" Zheng Quzhi pushed the fried rice to Wei Yan's side, and said: "As for Mr. Wei, don't worry about it. Because of this. Mr. Wei is so worried that he can't even eat food!"

"Really?" Yang Huaian's moving voice came.

Zheng Quzhi nodded indiscriminately and habitually bragged: "Don't worry, it will take less than three days to resolve this matter properly!"

On the other side of the phone, Yang Huai'an really wrote a simple letter, saying a lot of thanks. After finally hanging up his phone, Zheng Quzhi smiled and said to Wei Yan who was sitting beside him: "Mr. Wei, you see everyone puts hope in your place!"

Wei Yan sneered, Jun Lang's face was mocked, and he raised his delicate chin, with an arrogant expression: "Only stupid people will pin their hopes on others."

"All right, everyone except you is stupid. So smart Mr. Wei, when are you going to solve it?"

Quickly solve it, he still has to film!

"It's not me." Wei Yan picked up a book from the side and placed it in front of Zheng Quzhi with a round tone: "It's you."

"Huh?" Zheng Quzhi was stunned.

after an hour--

Zheng Quzhi tilted his head to look out of the car window, and sighed in a sad tone. Should he really ask Wei Yan for his salary? How come out with Wei Yan again?

He glanced at Cai Yuan who was driving in the front row. Zheng Quzhi temporarily suppressed the thought and said to Cai Yuan, "Big Brother Cai, when did you come?"

Cai Qian shouted in a loud voice, "It's been a while! Zheng Qu knows why our family Mr. Wei is staying with you, and his body is weak again!"

This questioning tone made Zheng Quzhi feel guilty for a while, and he looked up the window hurriedly, hesitating: "This... can't blame me..."

Wei Yan finally moved his gaze away from the phone, and ordered Cai Yuan in front of him: "Stop ahead."

There was some trance in Zheng Quzhi's expression. Although there were some changes here, it was probably recognizable. It is clearly the neighborhood in the fantasy world...

Suddenly the heart was pounding hard, and the head hurt suddenly again. In a daze, he remembered the few words that the man with a bear boy said to himself before he died. It seemed that it was 23 West End Street?

While still thinking about it, the car has slowly stopped.

"Get off." Wei Yan turned his head towards Zheng Qu to know.

Cai Qian and Qi Mao in front had already got out of the car. Seeing that Wei Yan was about to get out of the car, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly pulled him, lowered his voice and asked, "Is there a problem when I heard the man say that time?"

He asked inexplicably, but Wei Yan understood it unexpectedly and replied, "That's a corpse wish."

Corpse wish, as the name suggests, is the wish of the dead.

Zheng Quzhi understood the meaning of those two words as soon as he heard it, "The wish of the dead... what will happen if the wish is not fulfilled?"

"It will have a headache." Wei Yan reached out and touched Zheng Quzhi's head, warmly said.

Zheng Quzhi was confused by Wei Yan's actions. Although Wei Yan often touched him like this in the fantasy world, he was still a child at that time, so it was nothing.

Being touched now is very weird.

Wait... Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened suddenly, "Will have a headache? Why! What does it have to do with me that his wish is not fulfilled!"

"You agreed to him." Wei Yan's cold, unsmiling face showed some helplessness, expecting that Zheng Quzhi couldn't remember, he added: "You asked him who he gave, there is already a tacit consent in his words."

Zheng Quzhi: "..."

Wei Yan looked down, concealing the complexity in his eyes.