Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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"Commission?"

Zhao Junfeng nodded, "You unknowingly appeared in the mourning hall yesterday... I found a friend later and knew that you work in that kind of place."

No, this one, let’s make it clear, what kind of place is it?

He Bao was sitting on the side with a calculator on his mobile phone thinking about buying a coffin, but when he heard what he said, he immediately raised his head, "What are you talking about, we're a serious job, and we don't have much money for going out at night and returning early, is it easy? us."

Zuo Yan said, "That's right, I haven't got the money yet."

"I even forgot that you are still doing it for nothing. Didn't the boss give you a penny?"

Zuo Yan took out a wallet from his pocket and put it in his hand. There was no money in the wallet.

He Bao wondered what kind of wallet to look at when he had no money, so he opened it and looked inside, "Did you rob a bank?"

How about I eat fast food with you when I rob a bank? It’s already at the Man Han Banquet Restaurant across the street.

He Bao directly showed him the wallet, a single black card was conspicuous inside.

The wallet was bought by the boss in the morning and he said it was a lottery, so he gave it to him. I didn't expect that the lottery would also give a black card.

Zuo Yan: "Do you think he wants to take care of me? Should I refuse symbolically for being so upright?"

System: "...Whose property do you live in where you eat and drink?"

"Goal."

"The toilet you use belongs to someone else, and you were the one who crawled into his room last night, and the goal was to save you."

Zuo Yan: "You mean I have to give him money?"

System: "The goal is from the perspective of a passive person and a doctor, shouldn't you give it?"

Zuo Yan was silent for a while, resting his fingertips on the black card, "Tell me, is 200 yuan enough?"

The system was at a loss for words for a moment, you are still so picky when the wool comes from the sheep!

Zhao Junfeng looked at the two people in front of him, and regretted that he had been impulsive before, and he didn't seem reliable at all. Also, what kind of work did they... exactly?

After Zuo Yan finished speaking with the system, he raised his head and remembered that he was alone? , asked: "Who did you know me from?"

Does he have that much fame?

Zhao Junfeng said: "Officer Xu told me that you cooperated last time."

He remembered that police officer, who was involved in the last murder case, invited them out for a drink afterwards. A group of ghosts went crazy after drinking, and directly scared the police officer and swore that he would never look for them if he had nothing to do.

"What happened to the entrustment you mentioned earlier?"

Zhao Junfeng frowned deeply, with a hesitant expression, and there was a faint mark in the center of his brow, which was the mark that would only be left by frowning frequently.

"dead."

Zuo Yan asked, "Dead?"

Zhao Junfeng nodded, his eyes fell on He Bao.

Zuo Yan said, "We come from a studio."

He Bao put down his phone and leaned on the chair, "He Bao, hello."

Zhao Junfeng shook hands with him and felt a burst of coldness. He looked at them both with puzzled eyes, showing a trace of caution.

If Officer Xu hadn't patted his chest to assure him, he wouldn't have believed that such a studio existed in the world.

There was a babbling sound outside the door, and it passed by quickly. Someone should be hanging.

The place where they were located was a theater, Zhao Junfeng's makeup had been removed cleanly, and his costume was still on.

"Are you sure you want to say it here?"

Zhao Junfeng said: "It's okay, they know I'm here and won't come in."

Master Zheng's young apprentice can be said to have a bright future, and he has a strict seniority in drama and art. No matter how he looks at it, Zhao Junfeng has to be admired.

"I want to ask, what happens if there are frequent deaths in a place?"

Zuo Yan looked at He Bao, he didn't know much about this kind of thing.

He Baodao: "It depends on the situation. It may be a man-made spirit, or it may be a ghost. We can't analyze it unless we see it with our own eyes." After speaking, he and Zuo Yan made eye contact.

Since this person was in Zhengjia Village yesterday, he might have something to do with Ge Lan's matter. They didn't forget the bones in the woods outside Zhengjia Village.

"No one did it."

Zuo Yan said, "So sure?"

"If someone did it, I would be looking for the police, not you."

He Bao said: "Then tell us about the specific situation, and if you want to solve it, we have to go to the scene to inspect it, and you have to tell us everything.

By the way, if you want to officially entrust us to handle your request, please sign the contract, and then leave all problems to us. Also, please pay half of the fee first, and pay the other half after the settlement. "

He did not know where to take out a piece of paper with red letters on a black background, placed it on the table and pushed it in front of Zhao Junfeng.

Zhao Junfeng looked at him in surprise, where did he take it out?

Feeling a little apprehensive in my heart, I looked down at the contract a few times, and my mind was already in a mess.

Zuo Yan approached He Bao quietly, and pulled him a few steps towards the door. "That speed?"

He Bao said: "It's a good chance, he just came to the door, and, at the speed of my sister, he has already set off for the destination."

People often come to their studio to resolve grievances and catch ghosts. Most of the ghosts haunt people because of obsession.

Once interests are involved, or when they have a guilty conscience, someone will immediately ask them to stop the investigation.

They don't come and go as soon as they are called to complete a case, and the amount is calculated according to their merits. This is about them killing bad results.

The longer a ghost stays in the world, the harder it is to leave.

Zhao Junfeng thought over and over again, and still signed it. If he doesn't investigate clearly, who knows if he will die in the future.

"I said that the place of the dead is Zhengjia Village. This village is a bit strange..."

"Brother Zhao! Uncle Sun sprained his ankle, and he asked you to do it for him."

A crisp voice outside the door interrupted his words, and Zhao Junfeng frowned even deeper.

There will be another play in a while, and what he wants to say can't be finished in a while, so they made an appointment, and he will drive here to wait for the two of them tomorrow morning, and go to Zhengjia Village together.

Before Zuo Yan left the theater, he turned his head unconsciously, Zhao Junfeng's figure from the back made him feel a little familiar.

He had been thinking about it all the way.

This state continued back to the studio, and He Dahua had already brought Gu Lan back to buy bamboo shoots.

Only Wu Kuan was left in the studio, and he took the candle with a smile.

This time it seems that the quantity of a certain type of candles is less, but the remaining two floats like to eat.

Ever since Zuo Yan heard about his deeds, he has been a little afraid of him, seeing his few words made He Bao willingly eat another kind.I shivered unconsciously, the invisible brainwashing is the most terrifying.

When I went back to the office, I met Si Jia and told him about meeting Zhao Junfeng.

Si Jia was sipping the blood in the cup, and it reminded him of last night in an instant.

"Tomorrow, I will go with you."

Zuo Yan looked up, let's go together?

"Don't want to?"

"No."

Sitting on the sofa in the middle, eating the freshly packed meals, a burst of happiness welled up in my heart.

The sofa beside him was sunken, and the chopsticks that were about to be handed into the mouth were held down, and a large piece of spicy chicken went into someone's mouth.

Here are several meanings.

Sika slightly frowned, moved his throat slightly, and swallowed, "Are you feeling better?"

Seeing him eating, Zuo Yan directly put the box of spicy chicken in front of his eyes. It was difficult to eat piece by piece, but he didn't seem to plan to share it with him. He endured it, couldn't beat him, couldn't grab him, calm down, calm down.

"Okay." After eating so much of that stuff, how could it be bad.

"Blood is yin and cold, your body rejects it, I was reckless yesterday."

If you know you're wrong, don't eat it, and leave me two yuan.

"Yesterday... the situation was critical, so I had to do it as a last resort. I can be responsible to you, but if you don't need it, I won't mention it again."

buddy.You know that you applauded not only a national treasure last night, but also a child whose physical age is less than two years old.

Shall we talk about compensation?

System: "Didn't he give a black card?"

"Stop talking."

Zuo Yan didn't speak for a long time, Si Jia finished the last piece of spicy chicken, looked sideways, the boy bit his chopsticks and looked at the box of spicy chicken nuggets with a face like a little daughter-in-law.

Then he raised his eyes and saw that he was full of complaints everywhere, as if he was saying why you have finished eating.

Si Jia chuckled and patted his head, "I just made it yesterday, so I can't eat spicy food."

After finishing speaking, he packed up the trash box and walked out.Leave a shadow behind him.

Zuo Yan muttered about the spicy taste on his chopsticks, his face was still a little red, but...

"Didn't he know that my physique has recovered a long time ago?"

Moreover, the reason why he is not allowed to eat spicy food should be that he is young and has a bad stomach.

In this way, it is more like thinking of him as a human being.

"System, what do you think?"

System: "I don't know anything."

"Answered so happily? There is a ghost."

System: "The target blocked the dream, and I can't connect with reality."

Zuo Yan: "Then what to do? Will something go wrong?"

"As long as you complete the purpose, we can go out, but..."

"But what."

"I can't change my eyes."

After last night's battle between man and beast, its precarious eyes were finally laid off.

Zuo Yan: "Can you see anything else?"

"A mosaic."

Zuo Yan coughed lightly, "Well, you have the mosaic you've been dreaming of."

System: "Hehehehehe."

Early the next morning, they met at the gate of Xiyuanzi.

When Zhao Junfeng saw that man had also come, he was immediately embarrassed. After returning, he and Police Officer Xu made up for it about the Special Investigation Department, and only then did he realize that the real boss is this person... No, maybe not a person.

The master said that he looked like this when he was a child, and he should be at least a hundred years old, but he is younger than him.