I am a master of metaphysics, what's wrong with earning 500 billion?

That young couple impressed Qin Jiao deeply, perhaps because in the illusory world, she was the No. 14 actor.

"There is no monitoring here, and your companion has also fainted."

The implication of No. 87 is that she can say whatever she wants.

When Qin Jiao came, she noticed that the last live broadcast device was at the stairs in the basement, which meant that the staff with clues knew there was a basement, but they didn't dare to come in.

It's not surprising that No. 87 didn't treat her like an ordinary person. She broke the rules of the magnetic field with her own hands, and they also saw her ability through the nurse.

"What about NO.14 and No. 88?"

"Go on a date, who knows, they never get along."

Dating?Qin Jiao raised her eyebrows: "You guys live a leisurely life."

"Otherwise?" No. 87 played with the pink doll in his arms, and floated to Qin Jiao's side: "You can't complain about the injustice of God every day, you know it's useless."

Qin Jiao nodded in agreement, and then stared at him with burning eyes: "So what do you want to do?"

"You mean, before you knew you were a warlock?"

"Warlock?" Qin Jiao smiled: "Strictly speaking, I'm not a warlock."

No. 87 was confused for a moment: "Aren't you a warlock?"

"It doesn't matter, answer my question."

No. 87 stared at Qin Jiao for a while, and said in a deep voice: "As you can see, you will fall into endless reincarnation until the people guarding outside rush in and find you missing. Your identities are special enough. If people in the industry will pay attention to this matter, then our grievances may be brought to light again."

It was the same idea as Mr. Wei in the first case, but they had no other choice.

Ordinary people are caught in a magnetic field, and their bodies will suffer damage after a long time, ranging from a serious illness to a mental disorder, and even life-threatening. up.

Just like Mr. Wei in the first case, he planned everything at the risk of becoming a vicious spirit.

The soul of the evil spirit will be trapped in the place where the body dies, which makes them very limited. There are not many things they can do, so once they seize the opportunity, they will try their best to win.

"What about now?" Qin Jiao stared at the evil spirit: "Have you changed your mind?"

"I haven't changed my mind, but with you around, I can't carry out the plan."

He is wise enough to know not to strike a stone with a pebble.

"Make a deal."

On the 87th came interest: "Deal?"

"The evil spirits here listen to you, so you can work together to affect the hospital's magnetic field, am I right?"

"It's not entirely true." No. 87 looked at the evil spirits curled up in the corner: "They were forced to do nothing."

Qin Jiao followed his line of sight and looked over. Those evil spirits were wearing the clothes of medical staff, so their identities could be imagined.

She didn't care about them, and said to No. 87: "I can help you find out the truth, but I need your cooperation."

No. 87 squinted his eyes, and No. 70 floated up, his face full of doubts: "You want to help us?"

"Yes."

"Why? What do you want from us?"

Qin Jiao sighed, why did everyone ask her what she wanted, couldn't it just be that she wanted to do good things?

No. 87 stared at her with distrust: "What do you want us to do for you?"

"You don't have to do anything, and I don't need you to pay any price."

No. 87 laughed: "There is no free lunch in the world."

They didn't believe her, and Qin Jiao was not surprised, she said lightly, "I won't sign a contract with you, even if I ask you to do something afterwards, you are not bound, you can refuse, what is there to worry about?"

No. 87 and No. 70 looked at each other. Perhaps what Qin Jiao said made sense, so they looked at Qin Jiao with complicated expressions.

Qin Jiao didn't explain much, it was a great merit to have so many evil spirits in the hospital, but they wouldn't believe her if she said this, and would think her a fool instead.

Warlocks do not need merit.

No. 87 pondered for a moment and asked, "How are you going to help us? We don't know who is behind the scenes."

Qin Jiao raised her chin towards the evil spirits in the corner: "They don't know either?"

No. 87 shook his head: "I have been forced to ask many times, and they all said that they have never met the boss behind the scenes, but NO.14 may know something."

"NO. 14?"

"She's very smart, but also very strange. Anyway, I've known her for so many years, and I can't see through her."

NO.70 agrees with this point very much: "I can't see through her either, but just because she can make No. 88 so devoted to her, I know she is not simple."

"Is there anything special about number 88?"

NO.70's eyes are shining: "Number 88 is handsome!"

No. 87 snorted: "What's the use of being handsome? His zombie brain shook his head when he saw it."

"Why?" NO.70 thought, don't zombies like to eat brains the most?

Reply 87: "Love Brain!"

The corner of Qin Jiao's mouth twitched. They also...have a sense of humor.

"Are No. 14 and No. 88 on it?"

"Not necessarily. It could be outside the wall. The two of them were at the window when they died, so they could sit on the window sill outside, but that's all."

Qin Jiao suddenly realized, no wonder she didn't see evil spirits up there, but they weren't here.

"I will ask NO.14 if I have a chance."

"She won't necessarily tell you."

"I will find a way."

After hearing this, No. 87 had some expectations for Qin Jiao.

Qin Jiao asked him a few questions, and No. 87 knew everything.

"Okay, I'll go up first, don't scare my companion anymore."

An evil spirit whispered: "It's because he's too careless to be scared, it's not fun at all."

The corners of Qin Jiao's mouth twitched, she knelt down and slapped Zheng Quan awake.

Zheng Quan opened his eyes in a trance, first shook his head not soberly, then screamed in panic as if thinking of something.

Qin Jiao called him a few times, Zheng Quan found her now, grabbed Qin Jiao's arm with fear on his face, widened his eyes and said, "There is a ghost, there is a ghost, Qin Jiao!"

Qin Jiao laughed out loud: "Mr. Zheng, where is the ghost? You must have read it wrong."

"That's right!" Zheng Quan panicked to the extreme, shrinking his body and said: "I saw it, so many shadows, so many ghosts!"

"Nothing, you must have read it wrong, or why didn't I see it?"

The surrounding evil spirits cast their eyes on Qin Jiao's admiration. They were ashamed of their ability to open their eyes and tell nonsense!

Zheng Quan saw Qin Jiao's tone so determined, and a thought rose in his heart that I was really wrong. He looked around cautiously: "Really...really there is no ghost?"

"No, it must be too dark here, causing you to have hallucinations, Mr. Zheng, let me help you up, let's go upstairs for a while, and then look for clues together."

Zheng Quan was dubious, got up with Qin Jiao's support, and staggered out of the basement.

He didn't see that when he left the basement, the evil spirits reluctantly waved goodbye to him, calling him to come and play next time.