I'm on the big guy cookbook

Ghost hunting is easy.

Trial ghost trouble.

Neil and the others squatted around the ghost silently, looking at the scorched ghost in the middle who opened its mouth to bite the air, its torn mouth was bloody and ferocious, and its saliva was flying around and howling.

"How...how do we interrogate?"

Roshna swallowed, and looked at the ghost in fear, then at Neil.

"This... To be honest, I have no experience..."

Neil scratched his face, feeling a little helpless.

Susan frowned, with a temporarily treated wound wrapped around her shoulder, and she also helped to think of a way.

For a while, the room fell silent again, and the scorched ghost on the ground roared fiercely at Neil, and then demonstrated at Roshna and Susan one by one after the roar

"Roar--"

The ghost opened its bloody mouth, peeping at the human flesh coldly and greedily, spouting blood.

Neil was lost in thought and didn't have time to pay attention to it. Roshna was a little scared and wanted to sneak his hand into Neil's arm, but a really cold gaze hit his arm.

Roshna turned his head and saw Francis whose smile disappeared and his pupils seemed to be glowing red.

Roshner: ...

Claw, put it down.

Susan was yelled at several times, and impatiently slapped the scorched ghost's face with her mouth, which stunned the ghost.

The scorched ghost reacted angrily, "Roar!"

"Shut up." Susan's naturally cold face sank, and she slapped it again, "Spray on me all over!"

Scorched Ghost: "..."

Are you a person too?

Susan wiped some saliva on her face and was a little irritable. She held up a knife and said, "Why don't we just be more ruthless, since we are not human, and it won't say that we chopped off its hands and feet!"

Neil hesitated: "This won't work, you can see that its claws were cut off by you, and it's still so lively." Besides, Neil seriously doubts whether this thing can understand their words.

Susan doubted: "Is it so rigid?"

The scorched ghost interrupted: "Hey——"

Hey, labor and capital are so rigid!

then……

Slap, Susan slapped again.

Scorched Ghost: ...

Neil didn't know much about ghosts, although he did see a lot of them.

Among them, there are not a few who can understand human language and can speak, and even basically except for bloodthirsty brain abnormalities, their IQ can be called smart.

but……

Neil looked at the scorched ghost on the ground slumped by Susan, really worried that this was a fool.

"This gentleman... Uh, maybe it's a lady." Neil poked at the scorched ghost wrapped in the quilt, "Are you a man or a woman, can you understand us?"

The scorched ghost stopped yelling and closed his mouth tightly, leaving only two slit bloody eyes staring at Neil with hatred.

Showed refusal to cooperate.

Roshna whispered: "Otherwise, let's lift the quilt to see what men have, but women don't. It's not human anyway, so we don't have to worry too much about it."

Susan disapproved: "It's all burnt to this virtue, and the male ghost is also leveled."

Roshna: "... also."

"Cough!" Neil almost couldn't hold back his joy, and waved his hand: "Regardless of male ghosts and female ghosts, we can't play hooligans."

And he noticed that when the coke ghost heard that he was lifting the quilt to check on the men and women, his small eyes kept peeking.

Neil was relieved, and basically understood that this guy can definitely understand human words.

People are afraid of pain, so what are ghosts afraid of...

I went through the horror novels, horror movies, metaphysical and non-metaphysical ones I read in my previous life, and even Uncle Mao Zhengying couldn’t escape. Only then did Neil realize that it is said that ghosts are very afraid of the murder weapon that killed him in his lifetime.

This ghost looks like it was burned to death, so it may be afraid of fire!

Neil raised his head abruptly, looking at Roshna and the two male employees.

"Which one of you has matches?!"

"I haven't." Rosna shook his head, "I quit smoking a long time ago."

The two male employees also shook their heads and said, "I do smoke, but I didn't bring a matchbox with me when I came out."

"I have." Francis said suddenly, and when Neil looked at him with bright eyes, Francis smiled and took out an old-fashioned kerosene lighter from the place where the pocket watch should be on his chest, "Come here, I'll give it to you."

"Am I still going...?"

Neil didn't forget that he had a fight with Francis before, and now he asked someone to help him close the door and get the lighter...he laughed twice, and went over to get it.

"Aris."

Neil walked up to him and spread his paws. He was embarrassed to look at his face, so he stretched out his hand, pretending that his hand was not from his own family.

Francis was amused by him, looked down at the top of the youth's blond hair, hooked Neil's chin to make him look up, kissed his moist and healthy lips, and then put the lighter into the opponent's palm.

"Here you are, little liar."

"!!!"

Neil's face turned red in an instant, he grabbed the lighter and said nothing.

On the other hand, Susan was taken aback: ...they!

Roshna winked at her: Oh my sister, don't be surprised, I already knew.

Susan: ...

After getting the lighter, Neil's ears were hot. He didn't dare to look into the eyes of Susan and Roshner. He coughed twice to cover up his expression, and threatened the ghost by lighting the lighter.

"Say it or not?! Tell me the truth, or you will be burned again!"

The Scorched Ghost flinched a bit, retracted his teeth, and stared at the flames with a frightened expression.

Neil brought the burning lighter closer to it: "Say!"

Roshna and Susan then chimed in.

"Say it quickly, don't talk about burning you!"

"Yes, let's just wrap a blanket around you, pour gasoline on you, then tie you up with wire, and light you with a fire... let you watch yourself turn into ashes without moving!"

"Uh...it's too harsh, I can't even listen to it..."

"you shut up!"

"...Okay ma'am, no problem ma'am!"

……

In front of the fear of flames that penetrated into the soul, and in front of the three people who looked like demons, the scorched ghost finally couldn't help it, and shouted in a terrified and hoarse voice:

"Don't, don't burn me!"

"I said... I said..."

Neil and Roshna Susan looked at each other, and they could clearly see the unconcealed surprise in each other's eyes.

"Then tell me, when did you die here? Why did you die? Why is this house so strange!"

"When did you die? It's been too long..." The scorched ghost's voice was confused, "I... I... probably died for almost 100 years. At that time, the house was not like this, and it was not a single room...

That day, we got off work from the tobacco factory, returned to the apartment, and got the news that the factory will be cleaned tomorrow. One person from each room will go to the factory to clean up. Overtime pay will be paid, and the remaining one will have a rest...

Compared with taking a break, everyone wants to make money, and it’s just cleaning, which is effortless. I really want to go, but unfortunately I was not selected... Then I took a shower with my friends to clean up the room, and chatted with other employees downstairs... Later ?What happened afterwards?

Ah, I remembered, and then..."

[The author has something to say:

Huh~ good night.

Good dreams.

(The stupid author has nothing to say today)

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