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

Bo Sui was awakened by the vibration, opened his eyes slightly, and the butterfly bone returned to its original appearance in the water.

The slightly strange atmosphere dissipated, and he shook his head before waking up from the water.

Just now... someone called?

His mobile phone was placed outside in the living room, and he could only hear the rough vibrating sound. The sound seemed to be hung up as soon as it rang, but it happened to wake up Bo Sui.

At this time, it is not good to continue soaking.He got out of the water, put on his bathrobe and walked to the living room to pick up his phone.

I thought that the caller ID would be displayed on the phone, but after turning it on, I found that everything was normal.

The screen was clean, and Bo Sui clicked into the communication interface to check again. The last call record was the day before yesterday, and no one called just now.

Could it be his illusion?

Did you hear the vibration in your dream just now?

He had a strange expression and gritted his teeth slightly.But I felt that I really heard it at that moment.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one was calling on the phone, Bo Sui pursed his lips and had to put the phone aside.

He didn't realize that when he put down the phone, there was a moment of chaos in the seemingly ordinary phone.A ray of resentment floated out quietly, dissipated in the air in horror and was completely shattered.

At this time, Bo Sui vaguely felt his back burn.

The beautiful scales seemed to be tattoos, and they disappeared after Bo Sui stepped out of the water, leaving only a faint silver mark.

……

At this time, a bridal shop in the city was still open.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and there were almost no people on the side of the road, but in the bridal shop, there were still people trying on wedding dresses.

The incandescent light flickered twice, and the young woman's skin was slightly blue. After changing into a white wedding dress, she picked up her mobile phone and made calls one after another.

She was beating and smiling.

It seemed that he was helping the groom choose clothes, thinking about which suit would go best with a white wedding dress.

With the jingle of the phone ringing, a drunk man's cell phone rang in the bar.

He picked it up in a daze, and only woke up after hearing the voice on the phone answering a few questions in a daze.

"Why are you looking for you in a white suit, crazy."

The drunk man hung up the phone, not noticing that the number he was calling from didn't exist.

The Ghost Bride held the phone, her melancholy expression changed, and her expression returned to expressionless.In the end, the man only heard a very strange laughter: "Really, if you don't come to pick me up, then I will come to you."

The phone was hung up, and the ghost bride looked at her glasses, and strangely lifted her wedding dress and stood up.

An hour later, the ghost bride returned to the bridal shop. When she was about to take out her mobile phone to call those who accidentally missed the call, her expression froze for a moment, and she found that the resentment that she had contaminated on one of the numbers actually dissipated up.

That number lay neatly on the list.

The ghost bride stared at that number for a long time before she remembered, isn't this the human phone number that the ghost baby was staring at before?

How did the resentment on his phone number dissipate?

The ghost bride was dominated by the resentment before her death, and she used the phone to harm people all the year round. This was the first time she had encountered such a thing, and a trace of doubt could not help but appear on her pale face.

Then I felt interested again.

"Boy."

She said Bo Sui's name again, as if she was thinking of a lover, and slowly raised the corners of her lips: She wants to see what is special about the human beings that this ghost baby is eyeing. Just kill it.

Thinking about it, the ghost bride couldn't help licking her blood-red lips.

……

Bo Sui had no idea that the abnormality of his phone last night was related to a supernatural event.

He had to go to the hospital early in the morning.

Fortunately, the hospital is not far from the community. It was still early when he went, and his number had not been called yet.

Bo Sui found a place to sit and wait.

The hospital's local news station began to broadcast the recent news again. After the ghost baby incident yesterday, Yuncheng was reported to be calm.

Bo Sui glanced at nothing serious, then casually looked away.

In fact, his appetite returned to normal when he got up today, but just in case, he had already registered, so he decided to check again.

There were a lot of people in the hospital, and it was already afternoon after the examination.Fortunately, there was nothing serious about Bo Sui's health. In the end, the doctor only prescribed some stomach medicine to take home.

He pulled up his hoodie and walked slowly on the path after leaving the hospital.

The surrounding vehicles swished by, and Bo Sui was walking, when the weather suddenly turned gloomy, and it looked like it was going to rain.

I didn't bring an umbrella when I came out, and now it's not easy to get a taxi when I go to a place with few people.He hesitated for a while, and decided to go to the shopping mall to avoid the rain for a while, and then go back when the rain stopped.

It happens to also solve afternoon tea.

There were not many people in the shopping mall near the rain, and Bo Sui vaguely remembered that there were few people in this shopping mall after opening a new square in front.

Sure enough, after entering the door, many shops were empty, and only a few script killing shops were crowded.

The hand that was about to take off his hat paused, and Bo Sui took the elevator up to the third floor to order a cup of coffee.But I didn't expect to meet acquaintances here.

As soon as Zong Shuo bought a cup of coffee and looked up, he saw a young man wearing a blue sweater hat enter the coffee shop, his eyes paused slightly.

"Zongju, do you know him?"

The team members who followed were a little puzzled.

They came here to handle the case. Last night, someone got drunk and disappeared in this mall.The family of the missing person reported to the police, and the last place the person appeared was a bar here.

After Zong Shuo and the others found out, they wanted to come here to see if they could find any clues.

The bar didn't open until six in the evening, so they came early and sat in the cafe waiting.Zong Shuo raised his eyebrows after seeing Bo Sui.

He didn't answer the team member's question, but glanced at the bag that Bo Sui was carrying: XX City Eighth Hospital.

Just out of the hospital?

The neighbor's body is too fragile.

When he saw Bo Sui wearing a hat ordering coffee, Zong Shuo glanced at the team members and asked him to continue monitoring the bar before walking over with the coffee.

Feeling a pat on the shoulder, Bo Sui turned around after paying the money, and was surprised to see the unexpected person.

"Mr. Zong?"

Zong Shuo nodded.

"Why are you here?"

With the hospital bag in his hand, Bo Sui had no choice but to tell the truth.

"I didn't feel well and went to the hospital to prescribe some medicine. When I came back, I saw that it was going to rain, so I went up to drink a cup of coffee to avoid the rain."

After he finished speaking, he remembered to ask the protagonist Gong.

"Where is Mr. Zong?"

Zong Shuo gestured to the team members behind him.

"Come to work."

The man didn't wear the conspicuous and cold uniform today, but a casual outfit, and the sense of alienation on his body was slightly lighter.

I was about to light a cigarette, but stopped when I remembered that this was a public place.When Bo Sui's coffee was served, he frowned and said, "You're wearing too thin."

Bo Sui held the coffee and smiled: "It's okay."

He was wearing a hat, and everyone in the coffee shop was busy with their own business, so they didn't see his face.Just hearing the young man's nice voice, I couldn't help but look back.

Zong Shuo looked at Bo Sui's beautiful and soft eyebrows, snorted lightly, and said nothing more.

Bo Sui stayed in the cafe until five o'clock.I didn't expect that the shower, which was about to stop soon, started to rain for a whole hour, and it didn't mean to stop.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the people sheltering from the rain in the coffee shop were not as relaxed as they were at the beginning, and their faces were obviously a little irritable.

Bo Sui was fine, he was very flexible in his work, and it didn't matter if there was a delay in the live broadcast at night.It's just that the sky is getting dark, and with such heavy rain, going back is also a problem.

He glanced outside, took out his mobile phone, and was about to check on the taxi app to see if there was a car nearby.After the team members behind him stepped forward and said a few words, Zong Shuo suddenly said:

"It's raining too much right now, so I can't get a taxi."

"I'm going back to the community later. If you don't mind, I'll take you back after work." His voice was calm.

Bo Sui didn't think that the protagonist Gong would take the initiative to send him back, so he didn't react.When Zong Shuo stood up and signaled him to follow, he recovered and refused.

"No, Mr. Zong, I can do it by myself."

The original book doesn't say that the protagonist Gong has a hobby of helping neighbors.

Bo Sui muttered to himself.

However, Zong Shuo didn't give him time to refuse at all, he couldn't refuse, and said, "Will you wait for me here or go to the bar together?"

Bo Sui: ...

Seeing Zong Shuo's firmness, Bo Sui could only say, "Thank you."

The team members on this new mission are still wondering why the Zongju Bureau took such good care of this young man wearing a hat.

Secretly looked at Bo Sui with some curiosity, and was slightly stunned when he saw his face.It wasn't until Zong Shuo snorted coldly that he came back to his senses.

Bo Sui has long been used to being stunned by others looking at him, and he is not as uncomfortable as imagined.

But... thinking of what Zong Shuo said.

He was a little curious about what happened again. The boss of the Special Events Management Bureau was coming to this bar.

Bo Sui followed Zong Shuo into the bar.

Someone disappeared yesterday, but it didn't affect this place at all, and the bar was still lively.

Zong Shuo frowned, turned his head and warned the team to take care of Bo Sui before he went to the bar manager.

The team members were a little at a loss with Bo Sui, and the surrounding music was loud. He pulled Bo Sui to stand in a quiet corridor, and saw Bo Sui looking at the direction Zong Shuo left.

He couldn't help saying: "Don't worry, the director is going to ask if anyone in this bar has received strange calls recently."

Weird call?

Bo Sui didn't take it seriously at first, but after hearing the words of the people around him, he suddenly paused, and the smile on his lips froze slightly.

Wait, can't you?

He instantly remembered the phone call he heard in the bathtub last night.

He can't be so unlucky, can he?