Dressed as a salted fish, I want to sing every day

The team members on one side didn't know what Bo Sui had said and then changed their expressions, and they were a little puzzled.

I don't understand that I was originally trying to comfort someone, but how could I change the mood of the other person instead.

The two stood in the corridor waiting for Zong Shuo. Bo Sui recalled the weirdness of last night, and turned to look at the new young man from the Special Administration Bureau.

"How strange is the strange phone call you mentioned?"

The beautiful woman in the hoodie spoke softly, and immediately said to the young man who felt guilty for inexplicably saying the wrong thing just now: "Uh, the call I received was an empty number."

"There is no call history on the phone."

As he talked, he seemed to feel that this was a little scary, so he added: "This is a new type of mobile phone virus."

"Don't be too scared, it's just something to do with the man who was drunk last night."

Bo Sui listened to these lines, and subtly matched the voice he heard last night, with a strange expression on his face.

Why is he so unlucky?

I just sent away the ghost baby, and now it seems that there is another inexplicable and weird phone ghost.

If he hadn't been safe and sound for the first 20 years, Bo Sui would have wondered if he had some weird ghost bug.

He sighed inwardly, thinking whether to tell Zong Shuo about it after a while.Even he himself felt that it was outrageous to encounter supernatural events one after another.

But... There is still a gap between what he said and what the young man from the Special Administration Bureau said.

He slept in the bathtub last night and didn't answer the phone.Now according to the inference, it should be answering the phone, and the person who heard the person on the phone say "come to pick me up" will have an accident.

He should be fine, right?

Last night was calm, and Bo Sui didn't see anything strange after he went back to lie on the bed, and fell asleep until this morning.

When he was pinching his fingers and thinking, Zong Shuo, who went to ask the bar manager, had already returned.

Among the lively crowd, Zong Shuo saw Bo Sui at a glance. This neighbor was too conspicuous even standing on the edge wearing a hat.

The other person always seems to have a temperament that is different from others.

He frowned slightly, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and threw it in the trash can. As soon as he walked over, he heard a team member ask, "Is there any progress in the clan bureau?"

Zong Shuo nodded, then shook his head again.

"Go back first, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

It seems that the matter of the weird phone call will not make any progress for the time being, so he should send Bo Sui back first.

It's not good to be out so late.

Although the team members were a little puzzled, they still took back the words: "Yes, the director, can I pick up the car?"

Zong Shuo responded.

It was still raining outside at this time, but it was slightly lighter than before.Zong Shuo looked at Bo Sui and explained: "He drove us home after sending us to the community."

Only then did Bo Sui nod his head.

"OK, thanks."

After a while, the car stopped at the door.

Zong Shuo took off his clothes to cover his and Bo Sui's heads, and quickly led them into the rain and got into the car. Because Bo Sui was covered by clothes, he didn't get much rain.

On the contrary, it was Zong Shuo, whose coat that blocked the front was somewhat wet.

But he didn't care. After closing the car door and putting his clothes aside, he only asked the team members to drive.

Bo Sui turned his head and looked at the place where he was drenched by the rain, feeling a little embarrassed.

I didn't expect the protagonist Gong to look at Gao Leng and be unreasonable, but he is not bad, and he is so kind to a salted fish cannon fodder.

He thought that today he was in another car and his clothes were soaked by the rain.After hesitating for a while, he said softly: "Well, if it weren't for me, your clothes wouldn't have been exposed to the rain just now. If you don't mind, I'll take them to the dry cleaner tomorrow and return them to you."

His voice is not loud, but very sincere.

Zong Shuo was wringing the water out of his coat. After hearing his words, he turned around and was about to say no, but then thought of the neighbor's overly polite temper.

After a pause, he said, "That's troublesome."

Anyway, it's not too much trouble to take it to the laundromat.

Zong Shuo didn't say anything, but Bo Sui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

The car quickly drove to the community, and the rain outside had stopped by this time.

Bo Sui got off the car and went back to Building No. [-]. He and Zong Shuo didn't speak any more during the whole process.When we parted, Bo Sui went upstairs with his wet coat, but he always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something.

It wasn't until he entered the door and the live broadcast was over that he suddenly remembered.

——He forgot to tell Zong Shuo that he had also received a strange phone call before.

Bo Sui: ...

Strange, he usually has a good memory, how could he forget such an important thing today?

But he was hesitating at first, and after thinking about it, he thought that he forgot to say it just now, anyway, he didn't answer the phone yesterday.

If he didn't answer the call, how could the ghost inside come to him through the Internet?

Bo Sui shook his head, amused by his own thoughts.However, the next moment, his smile froze suddenly, and he lowered his head while holding the phone.

——The phone vibrated!

In the quiet living room, the originally quiet mobile phone suddenly vibrated, and the sound was exactly the same as before!

Bo Sui didn't hear clearly last time in the bathroom, but this time he heard clearly.

The phone kept vibrating and flashing, but when I picked it up, the incoming call showed an empty number.

Bo Sui: ...

Did he have a crow's mouth?

Otherwise, what can be said is efficacious.

After the phone vibrated for a while, it played the ringtone again this time, and Bo Sui didn't answer it at all.

No matter how salty he is, he knows that ghost calls cannot be answered.

He was just going to pretend he didn't hear it like last night and just don't answer it, but tonight this thing seemed to be aimed at him.

Just as Bo Sui was about to put the phone on the table, it picked up automatically the next moment, and there was a buzzing sound on the other end of the phone, as if the signal was not good.

In the middle of the night, it makes people's eyelids jump.

Bo Sui held his breath. In this critical moment, he calmed down strangely. Even he admired himself.

The other end finally spoke after the sizzling, but it was not a resentful and life-threatening words, but even more strange words.

"Do you like white suits?"

The voice on the phone was hoarse and dry, but it showed the tone of a newlywed girl, which was very strange.

White suit?

Bo Sui blinked slowly and answered honestly.

"Fortunately."

What he said was the truth, Bo Sui didn't dislike white suits, they were all the same in his eyes.

But...he was a little surprised why the female ghost asked such a question.

Is this a fatal question?

The ghost in the wedding dress on the other end of the phone stared at the phone and twitched her blood-red mouth, originally intending to ask the next proposition.

But he paused for a moment, and rarely praised in a hoarse voice:

"Your voice is so nice."

Bo Sui: ...

"Thank you."

Why did he feel like this female ghost was teasing him?

Delusion?

Blood was still dripping from the skirt of the ghost woman's wedding dress, and the smile on her pale face was even more strange.At this time, I turned around in front of the mirror, revealing the rotten marks on my legs.

She stared at herself in the mirror, smiled and asked, "Can you make a video call with me?"

what?

what?

Bo Sui's expression became a little weird.

For the first time, I felt that I had heard wrong.

How is this different from the ghost call process he knew back then?