All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

In fact, Ying Sixue certainly doesn't like girls.

But sometimes people can only lie.

Ying Sixue can be 100% sure that the person who sent her the message is definitely not her mother.

Taking a ten thousand steps back, even her mother would not speak to her in this tone.

Moreover, Ying Sixue made up a nonsense, and the other party did not show any surprises.

Especially the girl named Feifei, who was just Ying Sixue's childhood playmate, and hadn't seen each other for several years.

If it were her mother, she would definitely ask "When did you stay with Feifei? When did you like girls?"

But the person who sent the message to her did not.

Not only was it not surprised, but it seemed as if it were taken for granted.

Ying Sixue shrank under the quilt, covered his head, pretending to sleep.

However, she was in a cold sweat all over her back, and her body was a little stiff, so she didn't dare to move.

She even suspects that the female ghost is looking at her in her bedroom right now,

Maybe the other party is thinking **** her is more interesting and not necessarily...

Yang Xuming, Yang Xuming, you are right, your girlfriend is really a jealous jar!

Don't forget to be jealous when you die, this is too possessive!

If Ying Sixue guessed correctly, this female ghost should have followed since they left Yegu Cave.

It might even be in her car, coming back with them.

It's just that neither Yang Xuming nor she can see it.

Ying Sixue is now glad that she didn't have any misunderstandings, otherwise she would not receive a text message from her mother, but a death message.

That night, Ying Sixue didn't sleep well.

She had been lying on the bed pretending to sleep, and waited till dawn to stare at a pair of panda eyes and got up.

A little depressed, she walked to the bathroom, Ying Sixue washed her face, very helpless.

"Wasted all night...I still want to help Han room!"

However, Ying Sixue stayed up all night, but Yang Xuming on the other side was much more relaxed.

He went directly to bed after washing his feet, and slept so hard that he didn't know anything.

He didn't wake up until he heard the phone ringing in the morning.

"Let me grow up for three thousand years and wander in the world, even if I am Populus euphratica in Kashgar..."

Yinbei's loud ringtones awakened Yang Xuming.

He reached for the phone in a daze, a little confused.

"Hello? Who?" Yang Xuming asked with his eyes closed and yawned.

On the other side of the phone, Wang Zhen's speechless voice came.

"Your kid hasn't gotten up so late again... You wouldn't go somewhere to do things last night, right?"

Hearing Wang Zhen's voice, Yang Xuming shook his head and quickly sat up.

"Where is it? Brother Wang, you misunderstood me," Yang Xuming said with a dry smile, "I just played games all night. For college students, isn't it normal to stay up late to play games?"

"Stay up late to play games... Okay, you won."

Wang Zhen said enviously, "Since you are so leisurely, then come to the police station quickly."

"You get up and wash your face, then come to the police station, I will wait for you at the city bureau."

Wang Zhen’s words made Yang Xuming a little confused, "Why are you here at the Municipal Bureau? Is it that the above will give me bonuses again?"

Wang Zhen sighed, "You kid wants to be beautiful, how can you have so many bonuses... It's your phone! You don't want me to take it."

Wang Zhen said, “Someone called the police last night, saying that a disgusting corpse smell came from his neighbor’s room. After the city bureau went out of police this morning, a corpse that had been dead for several days was found in the room.”

"Forensic doctors conservatively estimate that they have been dead for almost a month."

"The deceased is a habitual thief, the kind who has hung his name in the bureau. We found several stolen goods in his room that had not had time to get out, including your kid's cell phone."

Wang Zhen said, "But if you find it troublesome, I'll take care of it for you. Selling second-hand should still be able to sell for several hundred."

Hearing this news, Yang Xuming was confused.

"My phone? Fuck! My phone!"

Yang Xuming jumped up from the bed instantly, extremely excited, "I got my phone back?! Brother Wang, don't worry, I'll be here right away."

After speaking, Yang Xuming hung up the phone with a snap, regardless of Wang Zhen's reaction on the other end of the phone.

He jumped out of bed directly, and then ran to the bathroom to quickly brush his teeth and wash his face.

Then put on the clothes and prepare to go out.

Before leaving the house, Yang Xuming glanced at the living room.

In the corner of the living room, the roast chicken coated with rat poison that was placed there last night has been eaten clean, and there are not even a few bones left...

This ghost's appetite is really good.

Yang Xuming sighed.

But at this time he didn't bother to take care of the ghost.

His lost cell phone was recovered, something he had never thought of.

Yang Xuming's heart was full of excitement.

He desperately wanted to know what happened to Li Zi before his death, and who caused her death.

As for this phone, there may be clues.

Yang Xuming rushed downstairs, without any food, so he took a taxi and went to the city bureau.

The urban area of ​​Liupanshui is not large, and the wetland park is quite close to the city bureau.

Soon, Yang Xuming arrived.

He ran to their office in Wangzhen familiarly, and found Wangzhen who was sitting in front of his computer and valued pictures of corpses.

Yang Xuming exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Wang, you...vomit!"

As soon as Yang Xuming greeted him, he glanced at the **** heavy-tasting corpse picture on Wangzhen's computer.

At that moment, a strong nausea came up, and Yang Xuming almost vomited on the spot while supporting the table.

Wang Zhen hurriedly handed the trash can over and said, "Isn't you brave enough? Going to find ghosts all the time, how come you can't stand the picture of a corpse now?"

Yang Xuming looked at the disgusting picture of the corpse on the computer desktop that was heavily decomposed, covered with maggots, and dripping with corpse water, and his face turned blue.

"Compared with this corpse, ghosts are much cuter, okay!"

"Where did you get such a heavy-tasting picture?"

Wang Zhen said calmly, "Intranet...there are more pictures of this level in our police station system. This is not the most disgusting kind."

"Let me tell you that there was a homicide case, and the victim's face was crushed by the forum, and the brains, blood, and so on were splattered everywhere. It was just as strong."

Wang Zhen said vividly.

Yang Xuming hurriedly surrendered, "I was wrong, let me go, Brother Wang. Give me my cell phone quickly, I must really vomit if I listen to it."

Wang Zhen made a cut, took out a mobile phone from the drawer, and handed it to Yang Xuming.

"Here, your phone, but remember to register it," Wang Zhen said, "you can leave after registering."