Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

It only took three seconds for the driver to calm down from shock, "Mr. Jiang, I don't have your WeChat."

Jiang Luyan didn't change his expression, "Add it now."

driver,"……"

After adding WeChat to each other, the driver entered the three words "Mr. Jiang" in the dialog box, and then a crisp prompt sounded from the rear seat.

Jiang Luyan looked at the message and fell into deep thought.

There is no problem with WeChat, it's just that after Chen Jiu added him, he really didn't send a message.

Seeing his gloomy face, the driver felt apprehensive, and wanted to ask what's the matter with you, but he was afraid of being angered.

Just when he was about to turn back and continue driving, the boss in the back seat spoke again.

Jiang Luyan asked, "Xiao Zhang, how many years have you been driving for me?"

The driver sat upright, "It's been more than four years, almost five years."

Jiang Luyan, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

The driver, "...Yes, I'm getting married soon."

He glanced back suspiciously, feeling complicated.

The changes have been scary since the boss and Mr. Chen dated.

In the past, let alone asking gossip, apart from answering and making phone calls after getting in the car, the rest of the time, he sat in the back solemnly and silently.

Tsk, this is the power of love.

It is impossible for a high-ranking big boss to add him on WeChat for no reason.

The driver rolled his eyes and asked cautiously, "Mr. Jiang, is there something wrong with your WeChat?"

The eagle's sharp gaze fell on his face in an instant, and the driver's heart skipped a beat, it's over.

Jiang Luyan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "I just saw an interesting article on the Internet."

The driver was confused, "Say it."

Jiang Luyan, "The title of the article is, After being added as a friend, why didn't the other party take the initiative to send a message."

"This..." The driver was in a daze and couldn't extricate himself.

He looked up and found that the boss was staring at him. Did he want him to express his opinion?

After deliberating for a moment, the driver said, "It depends on whether the other party is a man or a woman, and whether the two are in a normal relationship or an ambiguous relationship."

Jiang Luyan, "Male, couple relationship."

driver,"……"

If he still doesn't understand the meaning of it by this time, he probably can pack up and leave.

"If the relationship has just been confirmed..." He pursed his lips and chose his words carefully, "then the other party is probably shy."

"After all, adding friends has probably exhausted all his courage."

Jiang Luyan thought for a moment, then said seriously, "It makes sense."

The driver wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead and asked, "Mr. Jiang, can you drive?"

Jiang Luyan, "Yes."

In the second half of the journey, the atmosphere in the car eased up a lot, especially the one at the back, the corners of his mouth were bent from time to time, obviously wanting to laugh, but he insisted on restraining himself.

Soon, the car arrived in the urban area, and suddenly there was a humming vibration in the quiet back seat.

After the boss answered the phone, he didn't know what was said on the other end. In the rearview mirror, the boss frowned.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Luyan ordered the driver to turn around and go back to the old house.

A limited edition luxury car was parked outside the old house, and it was the second son of the Jiang family who had arrived.

Now that he has lost his beloved son, he is in grief, so he specially came to pick up the old lady and go to the funeral home to attend the funeral.

When Jiang Luyan arrived, he happened to meet Jiang Laoer helping the old lady out of the villa.

"Second uncle."

The second uncle said respectfully, but the other party didn't appreciate it, "As far as I know, Ah Hao came to the old house to look for you before he died."

Jiang Luyan, "It's just a meeting."

"Just met once?" Jiang's second child is now like a hedgehog, and he feels like a murderer when he sees everyone.

The truck driver who hit Jiang Hao was driving tired. Before the accident, he had been driving for more than 30 hours.

He didn't believe it was really just a coincidence.

Jiang Luyan stepped forward and stood beside the old lady, "What does Second Uncle mean?"

Jiang's second child is not the grandson of the old lady, but the junior in the next room, but among all the side branches, he is the most capable and the one with the most bad things in his stomach.

In order to make money, by all means, and in order to seize the position, he secretly made many shady deals with other shareholders.

Now, only the shares in the hands of the old lady have not yet been obtained.

Jiang Lao Er sneered, saying whatever he thought in his heart, very crazy.

"I know that you and Ah Hao are not getting along, but I didn't expect you to be so vicious."

Jiang Luyan didn't say anything, and called the police directly.

It is said that Jiang's family has doubts about Jiang Hao's car accident, and hopes that the police can investigate again.

Jiang Laoer's punch hit the cotton, it was not lethal at all, and he was so angry that he was dying.

"Lu Yan, don't blame Second Uncle for not reminding you, if you live too arrogantly, you will easily make enemies, and you won't know how you will die when the time comes."

The old lady took a panoramic view of the undercurrents that the two saw, and held the hand of her great-grandson, signaling him to calm down and restrain himself.

Jiang Luyan still looked neither salty nor dull, "Thank you for reminding me, uncle."

-

When Fang Zhuo came to Ghost Street, the mouse had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as the two met, they got into a small teahouse together.

Mouse glanced at the small schoolbag carried by his boss, restrained his curiosity, took out his mobile phone, and handed over the news.

"See for yourself, the mosaic can't cover his tragedy."

The photo should have been taken by a passer-by and posted on the Internet. The front of the large truck almost flattened the front of the sports car, and the mosaic was all red.

Fang Zhuo zoomed in on the photo and got closer. There was a small piece of windshield on the sports car that hadn't been completely broken, like a small shadow.

He pointed there and showed the mouse, "Can you see what it is?"

The mouse tilted its head and shook its head, "It must be a reflection."

"I feel like a human being."

"Damn it, don't scare me." The mouse's goosebumps came up, "It's a bright day, it's impossible."

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips tightly and asked the system if he could help analyze the picture.

This little thing can be done in 233 minutes.

In just three seconds, a photo that had been cleaned and partially enlarged was photographed in front of him.

Fang Zhuo was startled by the sudden little head and jumped up from the chair with a "wow".

The little man's head is very hollow, not like a real one, but he can still clearly distinguish those very distinctive eyes without whites.

"Jiang Hao was directly killed by the baby ghost?" He thought it was because he had too much bad luck and was killed by bad luck.

233, "It's possible, just watch the replay."

Fang Zhuo was heartbroken, took a few sips from the teacup, and asked with a trembling voice, "Will you show me?"

233, "You can watch it if you want."

Anyway, the police have obtained several surveillance videos, which is no longer a secret.

Fang Zhuo, "Wait a minute, I'll adjust."

Holding the cup, he stood up and sat down until the mouse narrated, holding the other's arm with one hand.

The rat's scalp was numb because of him, and he was happy that the boss was close, but also afraid that the boss would be fond of him for a long time.

With Mr. Jiang's appearance, he knew that he was not easy to mess with, but he didn't have the courage to rob him of a man.

"Boss, you, don't be so obsessed with me, I like women..."

"..." Fang Zhuo, "Get lost."

Playback starts.

At first, I just saw Jiang Hao keep calling and cursing, nothing unusual.

until he pulled over to the side of the road.

Jiang Hao may not know that a baby with blue skin was riding on his neck

Probably due to poor development in the mother's body, the limbs are slender, but the stomach is big, and it is the same one who attacked Fang Zhuo before.

To put it bluntly, Jiang Hao is just a living container, and when the baby ghost grows up to a certain point, his death will also arrive.

Fang Zhuo's heart trembled, and he touched his neck subconsciously.

The screen continues.

The baby ghost slid down Jiang Hao's arm, took a hard photo of the phone he had just picked up, and then disappeared.

Fang Zhuo saw the baby ghost again, it was in the truck, he covered the driver's eyes with his hands.

The truck driver, who had been battling his eyelids, completely lost his eyesight.

The steering wheel turned wildly in disobedience, and finally ran straight towards Jiang Hao's car.

However, it's not over yet.

Fang Zhuo heard a weird laugh from the light screen, and then, "Dad, I love you, hee hee."

There was no childlike innocence in that voice, it was high-pitched and thin, making one's hair stand on end.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

After the baby ghost grows up, can it still develop the ability to speak automatically? It's amazing.

233 turned off the playback, "What are you going to do?"

Fang Zhuo was thoughtful, "You said, if you can't avoid it, just face it, and you can practice your hands."

It takes a certain process for the baby ghost to devour the host's yin and death energy, and he should be in the funeral home now.

233 worried, "Are you confident?"

"No." Fang Zhuo only told the truth to his family, "I really can't fight, I still have a boss, he is a walking talisman."

Stick it on the man, and the ghost disappears without a trace.

In fact, in the final analysis, he is still too rookie.

If the ability is strong enough, if you throw a few Thunder Talismans over, the baby ghost will be a fart, and it will be smashed to ashes in minutes.

Next to Fang Zhuo, the mouse quietly looked at the boss's blue and white face, feeling emotional.

It's just a joke, and it's so popular.

Hey, the boss must love Mr. Jiang so much that he can't extricate himself, that's why he minds forming a CP with him so much.

The mouse reached out and poked Zhuo's arm below, and pushed the freshly filled tea over, "Boss, I'm just a bitch, don't take it to heart."

Fang Zhuo patted his hand away and stood up, carrying the bag and throwing it over his shoulder, looking very handsome, "I have to leave earlier."

It looks like I'm going to meet my boyfriend.

The mouse does not have the attribute of a light bulb, so it can only stare eagerly at the back of the boss who is leaving gracefully.

After getting in the car, Fang Zhuo took out his mobile phone, ready to tell Jiang Luyan the cause of Jiang Hao's death.

As a mobile phone addict, it is a miracle that I haven't touched my mobile phone for nearly [-] hours.

What was even more miraculous was that Jiang Luyan sent him a message.

【Hello. 】

【doing what? 】

[Old wine! 】

【. 】

Each message is about an hour apart.

Fang Zhuo hugged his phone and laughed like a fool, "See, the question mark, the exclamation point, and the period are all saying that I miss you."

233,"...mentally retarded."

Fang Zhuo hummed, "You don't understand."

Not only did the system not understand, but the driver in front didn't understand either. He looked at the rearview mirror several times with a strange expression, thinking that there was a psychopath sitting behind.

Fang Zhuo poked the screen a few times, and clicked send.

At this time, Jiang Luyan was standing in the mourning hall.

Sensing the phone vibrating, he immediately took it out of his pocket, and there were two messages floating on it.

【mwah. 】

【Where are you?I'm coming to you. 】

Jiang Luyan clicked on the information, and immediately after switching the interface, a lot of [kiss.jpg] fell down.

The dissatisfied face was instantly like a spring breeze.

Fang Zhuo waited for almost 5 minutes, but did not receive a reply, so he directly asked the system for a live broadcast.

In the picture, the man is frowning tightly, staring at the message he sent, he typed 【呵】and then deleted it, typed another one, and deleted it again.

Really very tangled.

Fang Zhuo covered his mouth and laughed again under the strange eyes of the driver.

The performance of the big brother is not like a relationship line with only two and a half stars, and the cliff has risen.

"Brother Ah San, quickly call out the progress of the plot and the relationship line."

[Emotional line: three stars. 】

[Plot line 0: Three stars. 】

[Plot line 1: Three and a half stars. 】

Fang Zhuo clicked his tongue, very proud, "Big brother is really reserved, he always likes me secretly, I'm so embarrassed."

233 poured cold water over, "Let's think about how to speed up the plot, you are half a star behind the protagonist."

Fang Zhuo was unhappy, "The most important thing is to be happy when a family is together, why bother to chase after me."

twenty one,"……"

Fang Zhuo hummed a song in his heart, licked his teeth, found the boss's number on his phone, and dialed it.

Jiang Luyan was stunned when he saw the call, and then walked to a quiet place.

He hooked his fingers around the collar of his shirt and loosened it, cleared his throat again, and clicked to answer with a serious expression.

When Fang Zhuo saw this scene, his little heart almost exploded. Are big guys so cute in private? The contrast is so big.

He grinned, "Yanyan, which funeral home is Jiang Hao's mourning ceremony at?"

Jiang Luyan's ears were numb for a while, and he didn't feel ashamed or angry, but sweet.

He rubbed his forehead with a headache, felt that he was sick, and said coldly, "Nanshan."

Nanshan is the largest funeral home in Lingcheng. It covers a large area, has a beautiful environment, and the quality of the cemetery is good. The only disadvantage is that it is expensive.

Looking at the grand gate in front of him, Fang Zhuo suspected that he might have come to the wrong place.

Just as I was about to call to confirm, someone came out from inside.

Jiang Luyan approached, frowning slightly, "Actually, you don't need to come here."

Fang Zhuo shook his head. Seeing someone passing by, he took a step forward, raised his head and whispered into the man's ear, "Jiang Hao was killed by a ghost."

Then, to make a long story short, I told the process of Jiang Hao being framed by Bai Jinshan and the car accident.

Jiang Luyan remained expressionless the whole time, as if he knew that such a day would come.

No way, is the boss so godlike?

Fang Zhuo looked at him with eyes full of respect, "You already knew that?"

Jiang Luyan, "I don't know."

He raised his watch and took a look, "It will be 12 o'clock soon, let me take you to dinner first?"

Fang Zhuo rubbed his belly and shook his head firmly, "There are more important things to do."

Seeing that the man was puzzled, he explained, "I want to catch the ghost that killed Jiang Hao."

When he spoke, he raised his head and chest, full of confidence, but soon under the other party's focused eyes, he lowered his head with his chest in his arms, his face flushed.

Fang Zhuo protested forcefully, "What kind of eyes do you have, you don't believe me."

Jiang Luyan raised his hand, pinched the hot earlobe of the young man and rubbed it, a smile flashed in his eyes, "No, I know you are very powerful."

What a coincidence, I also think that I am very powerful, ordinary people can't handle it three or four times a night.

Fang Zhuo felt that his whole body was on fire. He twisted his head and broke away his hands, and then he saw someone slowly walking up from the bottom of the steps.

The man was wearing a black suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He was gentle and serious.

Fang Zhuo straightened his face and turned his head away.

However, Bai Jinshan came to the two of them with a smile, and his eyes were full of meaning, "I really didn't expect that Mr. Chen and Mr. Jiang have such a relationship."

The articulation of the last four words was a bit weird, and Fang Zhuo felt uncomfortable when he heard it.

He turned his head back angrily, staring, "None of your business."