Chapter 57 57 Unlucky ghost helps solve the case

In the special interrogation room, Si Ming pulled on his cotton-padded jacket with a headache: "You step back."

You almost drooled on the unlucky guy's face. Didn't you see a good guy? You were so scared that you rolled your eyes?
"No," Cotton Jacket avoided Siming's hand and moved closer, ensuring that he could swallow the ghost with just one mouth.

Ghosts are so scary. This human being is seriously ill. Please save him.

Siming rubbed his eyebrows and sympathized with the unfortunate guy for a second.

He said helplessly: "I see, if you want to be freed, you have to tell me honestly." One more second of delay will mean one more second of suffering.

The unlucky man shrank back to the wall and nodded crazily: "Be honest, I'm honest."

Siming nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me where you are from, why you have been with the Luo family, and how long you have been following. Do you know how the third child of the Luo family disappeared."

The unlucky ghost ducked to the side in frustration, and the human almost slapped it in the face.

Then he replied: "I have been unlucky since I was born, and I have been unlucky until I died of it."

"Then I didn't reincarnate, so I just lingered in front of my own grave."

"Those ghosts are afraid of being contaminated by my bad luck and won't play with me, so I can only play by myself."

"More than a month ago, the Luo family father and son took over the job of carrying the coffin. That dear man died in vain, so he was buried next to me."

"If you carry someone who has died in vain, your body will be contaminated with strong evil spirits."

"I instinctively like those evil spirits, and the Luo family has a very comfortable spirit, so I followed them."

The unlucky guy is a young guy, very handsome, tall and thin, and a little cute.

He speaks slowly and calmly, and he should have been an introverted young man when he was alive.

What is surprising is that people who have been plagued by bad luck since childhood and died in vain at a young age will have more or less resentment.

But there is no unlucky ghost, and it is a rare pure soul body. However, the bad luck on his body is more bad, and the ghost body is so polluted that it is almost impossible to see its original appearance.

"Normally, after death, the memory of the past will be blurred. As the spirit body wanders for a long time, everything that happened during the lifetime will be forgotten."

"How do you remember it so clearly?"

The unfortunate guy shook his head: "I don't know, I just remember. Whether it's before or after my death, I remember everything clearly."

"Even things from my childhood can be remembered inexplicably."

He has seen ghosts who have lost all their memories, and most ghosts even have no memory of their lives.

I have also been curious about my clear memory, but I have never found the answer.

Siming didn't ask any further questions and signaled the unfortunate man to continue.

The unfortunate man continued.

"When I stayed with the Luo family, I found that the Luo family was harmonious and had a good family atmosphere. I liked it very much."

"Because I have had bad luck since I was a child. My parents and relatives disliked me. I have never felt the warmth of home."

"In the Luo family, if you feel it, you will stay there."

"Although they can't see me, I subconsciously regard myself as their family."

"That night, I felt uneasy and worried that something might happen to Luo Fuxu, so I followed him to deliver something to Mr. Luo."

"It was raining heavily when we were going back. When passing by a small alley that few people walked during the day, Luo Fuxu accidentally fell."

"It just happened to alert the person who was committing murder next to him."

Although the unlucky ghost is a ghost, he often forgets this fact.

That night, when Luo Fuxu was discovered, he was so frightened that he trembled beside him.

It wanted Luo Fuxu to run away quickly, but it wanted to run away too.

But his heels felt like they were filled with lead and they couldn't move at all.

It watched helplessly as Luo Fuxu had his neck broken by the man in black robe.

"Woooooooo..."

Perhaps it was because of the sad point that the unfortunate ghost burst into tears.

Ghosts have no tears and can only howl.

Si Ming was speechless: "Have you ever thought that maybe if you didn't follow him, he wouldn't be unlucky enough to encounter this and lose his life?"

The crying stopped suddenly, and the unfortunate man looked up at Siming in disbelief.It seems like shock, like sudden realization, like sadness and self-reproach.

Siming didn't even think about comforting it, and continued: "Are you sure Luo Fuxu is dead?"

The unfortunate ghost choked and nodded: "I'm sure, his soul was taken away by that person."

Si Ming raised his eyebrows. If he can take away his soul, he is not an ordinary person.

"Then how are you all right?"

The unfortunate man was instantly filled with grief and anger: "He despises me."

command...

understand, understand.

"Do you know who the man in black robe is? All the souls of the people he killed were taken away? How were the bodies disposed of?"

The unlucky guy shook his head: "I don't know. There is a restriction around that person. I can't get close to him, and I can't see his face clearly."

Si Ming understood: "Do you still remember the place where Luo Fuxu was killed?"

"remember."

Just remember, Siming looked at the cotton-padded jacket: "I can't give it to you yet. I have to go find Zhao Guoyan. Are you going home or..."

"I want to come together," the cotton-padded jacket continued to cling to the unfortunate guy, not taking a step back.

The unlucky ghost was so moved that he almost cried. No one had ever been so close to him during his lifetime.

Really, it thanks the whole human family.

Siming's forehead twitched: "Aren't you afraid that it will bring bad luck to you?"

Mian Yao tilted his head blankly and looked at Si Ming, not understanding.

Siming took a breath, forget it, whatever.

When Siming came over, Zhao Guoyan was in the field investigating the case and was very busy.

Mainly because he didn't have any clues or any direction, so he was just wandering around like a headless fly.

But when I learned from Siming that this might be the crime committed by an evil cultivator, I felt even more numb.

Because all the missing people may have been killed.

This is the last thing he wants to see.

"Captain Division, take a look. These are the birthdays and horoscopes of all the missing people. See if there is anything special about them."

There are more than a dozen missing persons, a long list of names, among which Luo Fuxu stands out and stands out.

"Except for Luo Fuxu, everyone else is extremely yin."

Therefore, Luo Fuxu was really killed by an unlucky ghost, and his life should not have been cut off.

The unlucky man cried bitterly, blaming himself and feeling extremely sad.

The cotton-padded jacket was a little anxious and advised from the side: "Don't cry, food soaked in water doesn't taste good."

The unlucky ghost's cry stopped abruptly, and he looked at the cotton-padded jacket resentfully: "Ghosts don't have tears and can't soak in water."

The cotton-padded jacket scratched Xiao Zhaofao: "Really? Then don't cry. You cry so much that I want to beat you. It's too noisy."

The unlucky ghost feels wronged, but it doesn't say that human beings are really too much and don't speak human words at all.

Siming had a headache and didn't want to see one person and one ghost.

Looking at Zhao Guoyan: "First go to the place where Luo Fuxu was killed. We need to jointly solve the case."

Zhao Guoyan nodded, glanced at where the cotton-padded jacket was standing, and felt goosebumps break out all over his body.

The unfortunate man led a group of people to the place where Luo Fuxu was killed, which was not far from Wanghai Villa.

Therefore, something happened to him not long after he left the guard booth.

"This is right here. Luo Fuxu fell here. The man in black robe is right here. He caught a woman and stabbed her. He was very brutal. Blood splattered three feet high."

The unfortunate man's legs trembled when he thought of that scene.

Although it was dead and had been floating for who knows how long, it had never seen such a cruel and bloody scene before and after it was alive.

(End of this chapter)

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