After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

"The destination has been reached, and this navigation is over..."

Jun Li didn't get out of the car immediately. He just took out his phone and sent a message to Zhou Ang, who he last chatted with seven or eight years ago: "I'm here, and I brought a friend with me."

After a while, Zhou Ang’s status bar showed “The other party is typing”.

"I'll be down to pick you up right now."

Jun Li glanced at him and didn't reply. Bai Ze could see that Jun Li was in a bad mood, so he sighed helplessly and gently held his hand.

"If you don't like them, find a reason to go home later."

"I don't want to stay in a place you don't like. We can go watch that movie you said you wanted to see later."

Jun Li chuckled when he heard this and rubbed Bai Ze's head: "Well, let's find an excuse to leave later."

About a few minutes later, a man with a sly look and calculating and shrewd eyes came out of the residential building. When he saw the sports car Jun Li was driving, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Jun Li! Long time no see! I didn't expect you're driving a sports car now!!"

The smile on Zhou Ang's face did not reach his eyes, with indescribable hypocrisy and jealousy. Jun Li said "hmm" softly, unbuckled the seat belt and opened the car door for Bai Ze. Only then did Zhou Ang notice the exquisite and beautiful young man in the passenger seat.

"Who is this…"

"my family."

Jun Li gently held Bai Ze's hand and said with a half-smile, "You didn't say you can't bring family members, right?"

Zhou Ang was slightly stunned, then quickly put on a friendly smile and waved his hands: "No, no, it's just a class reunion, anyone is welcome!"

Zhou Ang said as he extended his hand and looked at Bai Ze with a smile: "Hello, my name is Zhou Ang and I am Jun Li's college classmate."

Bai Ze frowned slightly and looked at the hand and just said "hmm" lightly but had no intention of holding it. Zhou Ang's hand hung in the air for a long time and the smile on his face froze.

Jun Li looked at Bai Ze with a little helplessness and amusement and said softly: "Sorry, Bai Ze is a foreigner. Please excuse me if he doesn't understand our handshake etiquette."

Zhou Ang smiled and nodded, gritted his teeth and put his hand down: "No... I was wondering why the eyes are blue, I thought she was wearing cosmetic contact lenses."

"Hey, don't just stand here and talk, come in! Don't be disgusted, my apartment building can't compare to your mansion."

Zhou Ang quickly stepped aside and extended his hand to invite him in. Bai Ze raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the house number… Building No. 8. Then he raised the corners of his lips and chuckled, “It’s indeed not as good as my castle. It’s too small. It’s not even as wide as the first floor of the castle.”

Zhou Ang's face suddenly became embarrassed and a little angry. Jun Li turned his head and smiled, but he still tried to smooth things over: "Sorry, foreigners are very direct in their expressions, not as tactful as us."

"fine."

Zhou Ang's forehead veins were throbbing as he forced a smile as he led them to the fifth floor. Jun Li silently squeezed Bai Ze's palm and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Naughty..."

Bai Ze smiled and interlocked his fingers with Jun Li. The expression on Jun Li's face could only be described as bright. It felt really good to be protected by his own concubine. Bai Ze would do everything he could to isolate someone he didn't like just to make him happy.

When the two of them reached the fourth floor, Bai Ze's originally relaxed brows slightly frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a woman's sharp scream from the sixth floor.

“Ah!!! Someone’s dead!!!”

The three of them were all stunned. Jun Li swallowed and looked at Bai Ze with difficulty, as if asking: I can’t be so unlucky that I encounter ghosts wherever I go.

Bai Ze's face didn't look good. Jun Li could tell at a glance that he had won the prize again.

Jun Li knew that calling the police at this moment would be useless, but in order to avoid people wondering why he was so calm, he still symbolically pretended to yell at Zhou Ang: "I'll go check it out, you call the police!"

"Ah good!"

Zhou Ang was stunned for two seconds and quickly took out his cell phone. Jun Li took Bai Ze and rushed straight to the sixth floor. Just after taking two steps up, the familiar smell of blood hit them in the face. One can imagine how much blood was bleeding upstairs.

A woman in her thirties collapsed on the ground in the corridor on the sixth floor, her face full of fear. The garbage in the black plastic bag beside her was scattered all over the ground. She was obviously quite frightened.

Jun Li walked closer and saw that the door of the resident's room on the sixth floor was wide open. A headless corpse in a loose pajamas was lying on the floor of the living room. The sticky, dried blood was flowing all over the floor, giving off a pungent smell of rust.

The woman's screams alarmed the residents of the building. Many people standing in the stairwell made frightened noises and exclaimed in surprise. However, Jun Li found that no one who came out of the building took out their cell phones to call the police.

Normally, the first thing people would do when a murder occurs is to call the police, but the residents of this building...

Jun Li suddenly felt a strange sense of being watched. He turned his head sharply and saw that the door opposite the house where the murder had occurred had a tiny crack open. A pair of eyes inside were secretly spying on the movements outside like a mouse.

Jun Li did not intend to meddle in other people's business. Li Gui's killings were regular. Since the deceased was a resident of this building, it had nothing to do with him. He no longer had the kindness to meddle in other people's business.

"Let's go, stop looking."

"Ah."

Jun Li gently led Bai Ze back to the fifth floor. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "It's Gui, right?"

"Yes, and... it's a little strange..."

Bai Ze didn't say much. He could see that Jun Li didn't want to get involved in this matter. Since he didn't want to get involved, there was no need to say so much.

"Since we've already started killing people, we can't stay here any longer. We'll find an excuse to go home soon."

Jun Li was still frightened when he recalled the last time Li Gui from "Youxin Shopping Mall" killed someone. Once Li Gui started killing people, countless people would be implicated. Since he didn't want to get involved, he had to leave as soon as possible to avoid getting into trouble again.

As soon as the two returned to the fifth floor, they saw two figures, one thin and one fat, appear on the fifth floor. The three of them looked at each other and were stunned.

The sturdy fat man smiled and stepped forward, patted Jun Li on the shoulder, and shouted in a loud voice: "Long time no see, old classmate!"

Jun Li pursed her lips and nodded gently, saying: "Long time no see, Li Jun and... He Rui."

He Rui, who was standing next to Li Jun, was thin and timid. He kept his head down and whispered tremblingly, "Hello...long time no see..."

Zhou Ang heard the voice and hurried out to greet them with a smile: "Finally everyone is here! My wife is already cooking, let's have a good drink later! Then we can go to KTV to sing in the evening!"

"Hahahaha, good, good!"

Li Jun walked into Zhou Ang's room without any hesitation. The only ones who did not move were Jun Li and the gloomy and cowardly He Rui.

"Um...I...I'm not very good at drinking...Can I..."

He Rui's voice got smaller and smaller as he spoke, twisting the corner of his clothes with his fingers and not daring to look up. Li Jun's face obviously turned colder, and then he said meaningfully: "Hey! Mouse! We finally got together, and you spoil the fun before it even starts!"

The nickname "Rat" was given to He Rui by Li Jun when he was in college. Since then, "Rat" seems to have become synonymous with the thin, introverted and gloomy He Rui. Jun Li seldom goes back to the dormitory, but every time he goes back, he can hear Li Jun and Zhou Ang calling He Rui "Rat" and yelling at him.

As expected, when the nickname "Rat" was called out, He Rui's face turned pale, and he shrank to the side even more gloomily, as if he remembered something unpleasant.

"Oh, that's enough! Come in! The meal is ready!"

Zhou Ang was just trying to smooth things over when Jun Li interrupted him without giving him face: "No, there was a murder upstairs just now. I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach after seeing it. I have no appetite. Bai Ze is also feeling a little unwell. I'm taking him to the hospital."

As soon as these words were uttered, Zhou Ang, who was trying to smooth things over by putting on a smile, could no longer laugh for a moment, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn.

Jun Li didn't care what they said and just waved: "Let's go, we'll meet again when we have time."

"Hey hey hey! Jun Li!"

No matter how embarrassed Zhou Ang was, he couldn't really let Jun Li go. He was counting on coaxing Jun Li into a happy mood today and borrowing money to pay back the debt. Anyone could leave, but Jun Li couldn't let him go even if he died!

Zhou Ang shouted to Jun Li as he ran downstairs. Jun Li walked quickly to the first floor but found that the anti-theft iron door of the residential building had been locked at some point.

He reached out and pulled hard at the security iron door, but it didn't move at all, only making a sharp "sizzling" sound.

Jun Li couldn't help but frown and look at Bai Ze. He knew that now he was probably in the same situation as the last time at the mall... he couldn't get out...