The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Things are actually simple to say.

"Name."

"Meng Qinglang."

"age."

"..." The ID card is given to you, you ask again?

After finally passing the basic information, in the interrogation room, the young man on the opposite side took out a few photos with a blank expression: "Do you know me?"

Meng Qinglang glanced at the man who was tied up in the small hotel by him. Because it was the first time he encountered the fusion of living and dead souls together, Meng Qinglang remembered it clearly, so he nodded.

"He's dead, look at this again, do you know him?"

Three chapters of photos were re-arranged on the table. Meng Qinglang looked at them and had an impression, but couldn't remember them clearly. Afraid of being blamed for others, Meng Qinglang frowned and recalled for a while before nodding.

Uncle Xi sat next to him, his face gradually becoming serious. Meng Qinglang was a little tired after the young people read the incidents one by one, but he couldn't interrupt, because some of them were not done by him, but by some people. Pretend to imitate his early work habits, he can't bear these blames.

The young man divided all the materials into two piles, one pile was admitted by Meng Qinglang, and the other pile needed to be re-investigated. Even so, Meng Qinglang's case file was three fingers thick.

Uncle Xi spoke for the first time: "Do you have anything else to say?"

In the observation room, beside Director Liu stood a man in casual clothes. His eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles under his eyes, and he looked sloppy.

"There are no ghosts in it. I heard that he is very familiar with Taoist priests. Can I talk to him?"

Director Liu nodded: "Wait until the interrogation is over."

In the interrogation room, Meng Qinglang thought for a while before saying, "Do you believe in ghosts?"

The men in the observation room focused their eyes on him.

Uncle Xi lowered his head slightly. He didn't believe it at first, but Xi Yan didn't know what happened recently. Whenever he had time, he would popularize ancient myths and stories with him. After being an actor for so many years, he didn't know his acting skills, and his storytelling level was top-notch. Those gods are so powerful, and they save the common people and maintain world peace. If the content of the story is not too childish, he would like to worship.

But the ghost stories he told sounded like that, and they were scary. Those who work like them would believe it more or less. Uncle Xi was noncommittal: "Tell me."

"Actually, these people are all possessed by ghosts. Some ghosts are possessed by people whose lives are at the end of their lives. So after exorcising the ghosts, only corpses will be left behind. Some people who still have their lives will survive, so... Technically, I didn't kill anyone."

Uncle Xi didn't speak. The young man sitting next to him looked at Meng Qinglang for a while, then turned his head and approached Uncle Xi and whispered, "Should I give him a mental examination?"

"What nonsense." Uncle Xi frowned, but in fact...he has also read the investigation records of some perverted murderers. They live in their own world and firmly believe that their actions are just.

Otherwise... do one, and if you say it's impossible, the sentence will be changed to indefinite...

The interrogation room was opened from the outside, and the man with dark circles followed Director Liu in. Old man Feng stuck his head out through the crack of the door.

Meng Qinglang secretly gave him an ok sign, and he made up his mind, if they still don't believe it, then just haunt the ghost, if they believe it and don't let them go... if necessary, use force.

Old Feng's head retracted, and Meng Qinglang glanced at the man next to Director Liu. He looked very strange, as if there was something wrapped around his body.

Director Liu signaled the young people to go out, and Uncle Xi stayed behind. Director Liu sat on the young man's chair and said, "If you want us to trust you, what should you do?"

Meng Qinglang had been prepared for a long time and took out the small capsule in his pocket. Fortunately, the searcher thought it was a standing medicine and did not take it away. He unscrewed it, and the scary ghost who had followed Meng Qinglang for a long time ran out and took a look at the current situation. , as soon as his eyes rolled, a dark wind blew up in the room.

Uncle Xi was taken aback, but Director Liu didn't have any big reaction. He followed Meng Qinglang for a long time, and Meng Qinglang also stayed at old man Feng's house several times during class, and found out more or less something, and... …When he is in his position, he will come into contact with some rather strange things.

Director Liu looked at the man with black eyes, and the man nodded. Director Liu turned to Meng Qinglang and said, "Since that's the case, shouldn't we talk about what you are gathering a large number of ghosts at home for?"

Meng Qinglang was taken aback. If the man next to Director Liu was born with yin and yang eyes like Feng Jun, then it would make sense and save him the trouble of explaining.

Meng Qinglang thought for a while and said, "For world peace!"

Uncle Xi: "..."

"Hey, have you noticed that the crime rate in City B has increased recently?"

Chief Liu nodded.

Meng Qinglang's expression became serious: "This is because a lot of ghosts have come to City B recently. There are evil ghosts and fierce ghosts. Let's not say that they are evil. The hostility they bring can easily arouse negative emotions in living people."

Director Liu frowned: "So...you have established an organization to manage these?"

Meng Qinglang shook his head: "We only take care of the ghosts, and you take care of the living."

"Those heroes who appear at the crime scene are your people?"

"No, it's my ghost."

"ghost?"

Meng Qinglang organized his speech and explained: "The fierce ghosts lean over people. If we want to deal with them, we must first drive out the ghosts and then transcend them. But exorcising ghosts is the work of Taoists, and the Taoist temples we cooperate with do not do this. There are many hands, so we need our ghosts to lean over people, first stop them from disturbing the order of the world, and then deal with it."

He didn't elaborate on how to deal with it, but it was actually sent to reincarnation.

Recently, many ghosts reported that they were blocked by human beings during their actions, and they did not dare to kill people, and the efficiency was greatly reduced. Meng Qinglang wanted to explain the situation to them and cooperate. But now he has changed his mind. First of all, these people may not believe it. In addition, if some people know that they are the official organization of the underworld, they may want to exchange the rights of the yang world for the rights of the underworld. He will not agree, but in order to avoid trouble, It is better to say directly "in order to maintain world peace".

Director Liu looked at the man next to him again. The man with dark circles stared at Meng Qinglang. His eyes seemed to glow with white light. He stared at Meng Qinglang for a minute. He frowned and said, "Strange..."

Uncle Xi kept silent. He knew the existence of the man with dark circles, but this was the first time he had seen him. Hearing what he said, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

The man with dark circles frowned: "Ordinary people have done bad things more or less, with a gray-black aura that symbolizes sin, but he... only has golden virtues on him."

Meng Qinglang raised his eyebrows. It was the first time he had seen a person with this kind of function. No wonder he was so tired. He could tell at a glance whether the other party committed a crime. Of course, he would be used to the fullest here.

The author has something to say: This chapter was written in a bit of a hurry, let's see if I can write a long chapter tomorrow to finish!