Tianshi Museum

The ghost is silent.

After a long time, she looked in Xia Zha's direction, bowed her waist, and said piously: "If... If I don't want to reincarnate, can I take refuge in you?"

There are different levels of mana among the ghosts, and there has always been a habit of the weak obeying the strong.It's too boring to be a human being, and life and death are determined by fate and wealth. Compared with possible reincarnation, she wants to surrender to the strong.

Xia Zha took every question seriously: "I'm just an employee now, you have to ask my immediate supervisor."

Shen Gun shrugged: "The Tianshi Museum does not accept outsiders, not even ghosts."

As soon as he finished speaking, his voice changed: "However, you can accept it if you want. I can suppress it. I can let her stay in another place. It's just a number of temporary workers who don't even sign the contract. In a big way , all the ghosts in this city are my free labor."

It's just that after being protected by his Tianbo, the level is different.

There are many people or ghosts who can't help themselves in this world, and it makes a big difference whether they have a job or not.

Shen Gun took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket, lit it and threw it into the female ghost's hand for her to swallow: "Eat it, if you have any evil thoughts in the future, you will spontaneously ignite, and your soul will be scattered."

This is a good opportunity.

The female ghost took a look at Xia Zha, and ate the talisman paper ashes without saying a word.

After doing all this, Shen Gun ignored the female ghost and turned to look at Xia Zha: "How is it?"

Xia Zha thumbed up skillfully, and said with a smile: "The mana is so powerful, you are indeed the boss."

Shen Gun nodded with satisfaction: "This is one of our daily work contents. You are more familiar with the process and strive to get on the job as soon as possible."

Old Zhao, who was physically and mentally hurt, interrupted with a trembling voice, "Then...then my car?"

Shen Gun: "Your car is evidence. There may be DNA left over from the murderer and the deceased. Wait for Officer Sun to come and see."

More than half an hour later, Officer Sun arrived late.

He looks about 35 or [-] years old, with fine stubble on his face, a Chinese character face, straight eyebrows and tough eyes, a medium stature, and strong shoulders and backs.

He was accompanied by another young police officer, in his twenties, who was upright.

Police officer Sun and Shen Gun seemed to be very familiar with each other. After getting out of the car, he went straight to Shen Gun. Knowing that he didn't like shaking hands and greetings, he went straight to the point: "Master Shen, we meet again. I'm sorry to trouble you again this time."

Shen Gun nodded coldly: "It's okay."

The female ghost has already disappeared, and the two police officers cannot see it.

Officer Sun looked at Xia Zha and Lao Zhao, and asked, "May I ask who these two are..."

The question is like this, but his eyes are on Xia Zha from time to time.Because he is slender and tall, with black hair and long and smooth hair, tied on the top of his head, his face is like white jade eyes like lacquer, and his temperament is outstanding, which is unusual no matter how you look at it.

Compared with Shen Gun, who is heroic and upright and unhappy, they are two completely different eye-catching.

Lao Zhao hurriedly reached out to shake hands with him and greeted him: "Hello, hello! Officer Sun, thank you for coming here. I am the owner of the car who called you, Zhao Lao!"

Because his body temperature was different from ordinary people, Xia Zha did not shake hands with him, but nodded politely at him, and introduced himself: "Hello, I am a new employee of Tianbo, Xia Zha."

Police officer Sun suddenly realized: "It turns out to be Teacher Xia, I'm sorry, I'm Sun Meng, a criminal police officer, and this is Zhang Tiancheng, a trainee police officer from our bureau."

Facing Xia Zha, Officer Sun's tone of voice involuntarily became decent and elegant, and the other party would not feel offended if he didn't shake hands.

At the same time, because he knew Shen Gong's identity as the Celestial Master, and because Tianbo also referred to the Tianshi Museum, he subconsciously thought that Xia Zha, a new employee of Tianbo, was also a Celestial Master.

But no one present explained the misunderstanding to him.

It doesn't matter if you misunderstand, it's better than going back and having nightmares.

After getting to know each other, Police Officer Sun and the others confirmed the situation of the incident again, and then sealed off the scene, while Zhang Tiancheng assisted in recording.

After doing all this, Officer Sun said to the three of them: "We have a general understanding of the situation this time, and various samples have been taken. The police will set up a special case team to quickly intervene in the investigation. I will inform you of the results..."

"Until the murderer is successfully arrested, 'it' will follow them." Shen Gun reminded.

Although Police Officer Sun is full of righteousness, he is also afraid of unknown events.

"Must be like this?"

"Otherwise, the resentment will be hard to dissipate."

"Okay." Officer Sun reluctantly accepted the matter, although he wasn't in charge, and adjusted his mentality, "As for the supernatural event..."

Having said that, he played a charade with Shen Gong: "Old rules."

Shen Gong nodded: "Yes."

Xia Zha wondered, "What old rules?"

Shen Gun: "Get closer to science."

In the end, Lao Zhao's second-hand car was kept as evidence.

It is not their responsibility to investigate and handle the case later. All they need to do is to cooperate with the police and wait for news.

So the three of them took a taxi and returned to the Tianshi Museum.

Old Zhao paid for it.

Returning to the Tianshi Museum, Lao Zhao was suddenly filled with grief, which was unstoppable.

With such a mood, he insisted on ordering takeaway barbecue beer, and wanted to tell Shen Gun that he would not be drunk endlessly.

In line with the idea of ​​being able to eat a barbecue for free, Shen Gun did not refuse him.

Appropriate eating is essential to a difficult life.

After drinking, Lao Zhao was a little drunk, unknowingly dripping tears, muttering in his mouth: "Brother, you don't know my suffering... It's too difficult for people in society..."

"The job I did in the first year of graduation was a technician in our profession. My girlfriend said that I had no future and could only live on dead wages for the rest of my life. I thought to myself, this is not going to work. If this continues, I can't break up? So I said Changing jobs, going into business, running sales, licking the boss, and kneeling down to Party A. Sales are not easy to do, drinking and vomiting on the wine table is commonplace, and usually too busy to work out. When I have some spare money, my beer belly also grows. In the end, my friend broke up with me... I finally saved up to buy a second-hand car, and there was a murder, I'm so fucking hard!"

Xia Zha, who doesn't need to eat or drink, leans against the window to take a nap facing the moonlight. Closing his eyes and resting his mind in his spare time is good for his body's self-warming.

Shen Gun sat quietly opposite Lao Zhao, frowning in disgust from time to time.

"Brother!" Lao Zhao cried, "Do you have that kind of talisman paper that can turn stones into gold? Make the boss Party A like you? Or make people lose dozens of catties in an instant? It's really impossible to make people lose weight." You can become handsome overnight!"

"It's acceptable for me to become a handsome man with no money like you!"

The more he talked, the more sad he became, Lao Zhao raised his head and took a sip of beer, then slammed the bottle of beer on the table.

"If this goes on like this, I'll be nothing more than a dead fat house that accomplishes nothing!"

Xia Zha, who was resting, opened his eyes amusedly when he heard the words, and looked at the imageless old Zhao.

Shen Gun was really annoyed by his reading, it can be seen that Xia Zha smiled, his eyebrows were clear, and for some reason, he suddenly found it funny, so Yiyan picked up a cinnabar pen and yellow talisman paper on the spot, and drew a fortune talisman, "Pa " slapped Lao Zhao on the forehead.

Old Zhao was confused: "What?"

"Transporter."

Buy lottery tickets that can only win 100 yuan at most.

As if he had found a treasure, Old Zhao quickly tore off the talisman paper on his forehead, and put it in his wallet as a treasure: "It depends on whether I can live well!"

"Whether you can live a good life can't depend on anything but you."

"Okay, okay, what do you say!"

He has been busy with this matter for the past few days, and Lao Zhao has been worried all the time, and he can't continue his work.Looking back on the past now, I feel that there is no one more tragic than myself in the world.

It wasn't until he stuffed the fortune talisman drawn by Shen Dun into his wallet that he woke up belatedly, and stared at Shen Dang in a daze.

"By the way, this talisman was given to me for free?" Old Zhao's face flushed from alcohol was full of disbelief.

Shen Gun raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise?"

"Fuck, I... I, I..." Old Zhao murmured in a daze.

"Tsk, say something quickly."

"One day, I'll actually get prostituted from Shen Buba for nothing!"

Xia Zha listened and couldn't help laughing.