I use a vest to appear live

After returning home, Lu Jie found the most comfortable position and lay down in the bedroom, then he closed his eyes.

In the next second, the man in the long black trench coat sat up from the bed, and the black Martin boots of the same color stepped on the beige tiles.

A white mask was tightly buttoned on his face, and his translucent black pupils could only be seen through the hollowed-out eyes, reflecting the white Guanyin bottle with scotch tape on the table in the room.

Lu Jie glanced back at his own body, leaned over to tuck in the quilt for himself, and then walked to the table.

In addition to the Guanyin bottle, there are brushes, inkstones and a pair of scissors on the table.

Lu Jie took out a piece of red paper from his purse and spread it on the table, picked up a pen and wrote down Yang Shuhang's birthday and name on the paper, then cut the red paper into squares without destroying the words, and finally A piece of paper was folded into a butterfly by him.

As for why it was a butterfly instead of a thousand paper cranes, it was mainly because the thousand paper cranes flew too fast, and Lu Jie was afraid that he would not be able to catch up with a bottle.

Every time he does parkour on the high-rise buildings in the city, facing those wide roads where four rows of motor vehicles run parallel at every turn, Lu Jie wants to become Spider-Man.

He squatted on the railing, holding the bottle in one hand, and jumped directly from dozens of stories of high buildings.

Then he obediently followed the crowd through the zebra crossing. In order to prevent anyone from getting too close to him, he even pinched a small spell.

After crossing the road and looking up at the butterfly, the butterfly lowered its altitude, took Lu Jie east and west at the height of about seven or eight floors, and flew into the window of a hospital with its big wings.

Following behind, Lu Jie also crawled along the body to the place where the butterfly disappeared.

Naturally, Lu Jie couldn't get through the window gaps that butterflies could slip through, but Lu Jie was not a half-assed like Yang Shuhang, so he grabbed the window ledge accurately with one hand, and flipped in as if the glass didn't exist.

As soon as he stood still, he saw the butterfly lying on Yang Shuhang's body.

"Why did such a big butterfly fly in?" A young man in his twenties cautiously approached him while talking. It seemed that he wanted to grab the butterfly that landed on Yang Shuhang's body.But just as he raised his hand, this beautiful red butterfly flew up.

When Lu Jie was standing by the window and controlling the butterfly to fly out of the window, the young man went to the window to have a look, muttering, "This butterfly is so big, I don't know what species it is" and closed the window.

Lu Jie looked around.

This is a high-end ward. The room is equipped with all kinds of furniture such as TV and refrigerator. Even the bed that Yang Shuhang is lying on is not the iron bed of the ordinary ward in the hospital, but a wooden bed with red lacquer.

Lu Jie couldn't help feeling a hatred of the rich.But suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable. He thought it was someone who was knowledgeable in the ward who put something to exorcise ghosts. After all, someone had summoned Yang Shuhang's soul before.

As a result, after careful observation, he discovered that the light of righteousness and merit surrounding the young man affected him. It seemed that this person was most likely a criminal policeman.

Only then did Lu Jie suddenly feel a little bit stunned.

He finally understood why the guy who controlled the ghosts to chase and kill Yang Shuhang left his easy-to-kill body unmoved, and spared the big circle to chase and kill Yang Shuhang's living soul.

The slave ghosts controlled by the other party died too short a time ago, and they didn't have enough resentment to withstand the impact of righteousness at all, so they had to choose to attack Yang Shuhang's lost soul.

If you look at it this way, the other party is very likely to be a living person, even if it is not a living person, it is still a physical existence.Because my fate is likely to be seen, I drive and use evil spirits to do things for me.

However, it is meaningless to analyze these now, the most urgent task is to restore Yang Shuhang to normal.

Lu Jie walked to the bed and looked at the unconscious Yang Shuhang.

Compared with the trouble of finding the physical body, there are only three steps in reviving the soul.

The first step is to tear off the tape, the second step is to take out the soul, and the third step is to press it in.

After completing the three steps, Lu Jie watched with satisfaction that Yang Shuhang's ruddy complexion had returned from the return of his soul, clapped his hands and was about to retire when he was about to retire when the doorman in the ward was pushed away.

The visitor was exhausted and travel-stained. As soon as he came in, he threw the notebook in his hand on the table, lay down on the lazy chair beside him, and did not move.

The young man sitting on the sofa put down his phone and asked, "Brother Xiong, what's wrong? Are you staying up late again?"

"Call me Brother Jun." Xiong Junni didn't even open his eyes, raised his hand and retorted, "You can put it down, I haven't slept for more than 20 hours since yesterday."

The young man sat down curiously towards Xiong Junni, "Why are you so busy? Have you found any clues?"

"Bullshit clues!" Speaking of this, Xiong Junni became angry, sat up from the chair, pointed to Yang Shuhang on the bed, and said, "Tell me about yesterday, I finally found a living victim, but I still haven't woken up from a coma. Grab it!" To someone who might know something, I stayed up all night with him and didn't ask anything."

"Then..." He patted his black notebook, "I found a dead body again this morning."

"Another corpse?" The young man looked a little surprised, "Didn't you just find one yesterday?"

"It may be that the victim's survival put pressure on the murderer, forcing him to speed up the killing process." Xiong Junni analyzed seriously.

"In that case, the murderer's first goal now should be to come to the hospital to kill people." Xue Pi, who had just entered from the door, patted Xiong Junni on the head, "Don't talk nonsense to the newcomers here, isn't the corpse in the morning? It’s hard to tell in this case.”

Xiong Junni rubbed his head and looked up, "Why is it hard to say? Isn't the deceased also a member of Yang Qizi's team, isn't that obvious?"

"I now suspect that Yang Qizi's team was not killed by the murderer of the serial murder case at all, but someone imitated the murderer of the serial murder case."

"How do you say that?"

"It's very different." Xue Bo sat down next to the young man. "The corpses discovered before are all regular. A victim will appear every half a month, and the death time of all the victims is always the last time he was seen. The time was one to two days earlier. There was no obvious trauma to the whole body, and they died of cardiac arrest. The people in Yang Qizi's team were different. Except that both died of cardiac arrest, the last time the people in Yang Qizi's team were seen was At around 8:3 two nights ago, the body was discovered and the estimated time of death was around [-]:[-] am the next day, unlike the previous corpses that died earlier than the time they were witnessed, and the two bodies that Yang Qizi’s team has so far appeared have both Clear signs of struggle."

Xiong Junni sighed with an expression of listening but not understanding, and said thoughtfully: "Then Yang Shuhang has nothing to do with the serial case? Then do we still need to send someone to guard him 24 hours?".

Xue Peng gouged him out with hatred, and poked him hard on the head: "I've already said it's a suspicion, as long as Yang Shuhang doesn't wake up, no one knows if the two are connected, and it has nothing to do with the serial case, so don't you need protection?" ? It doesn’t matter, aren’t you also a victim? You have been a criminal police officer for more than a year, and you still don’t know anything, is your head full of paste?”

"Hey! Hey! Don't poke the boss, the newcomer is watching!"

"You still know how to be ashamed!"

When Xue Bo finally let him go, his forehead was already red.

The young man who was holding back his laughter for a long time breathed a sigh of relief: "Captain, did you ask the doctor about Yang Shuhang's physical condition just now? What did the doctor say?"

Before Xue Pi could speak, Xiong Junni spoke first.

"What can it be? It's not the same as before. I don't know the reason..." Xiong Junni was halfway through speaking, when his corner of the eye suddenly glanced at Yang Shuhang's bed, it seemed that someone was there.He hurriedly turned his head and saw that it was Yang Shuhang who sat up by himself.

He looked at Yang Shuhang who was sitting up in surprise, and then said the last two words of this sentence: "...comatose."