I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 74: Catch a Study
Li Guoqiang had to clean up these debris from the first day he joined the Miscellaneous Affairs Department.

As a result, halfway through the cleaning, he started arguing with the old lady who lived upstairs. The old lady was so angry that she even rushed into the Miscellaneous Affairs Department to complain and destroy things. Huang Yaozu stepped in and skillfully took out 100 yuan to calm her down...

At the end of the corridor there is a glass door with dim light shining through it.

There were a lot of newspapers pasted on the glass, hiding the scene inside. There was a small sign hanging on the wall next to the door, with the words "Miscellaneous Affairs Department" written on it...

Li Guoqiang pushed open the door and said, "This is a temporary office of our Miscellaneous Affairs Department." He spoke the last five words in a low voice, hoping that Chen Qingyuan would hear it, but also afraid that Huang Yaozu and the boy with glasses inside would hear it.

Chen Qingyuan walked straight into the Miscellaneous Affairs Department and hummed.

The general affairs department is not big, it has two rooms, a bathroom and a small hall. The main office area is in the hall, and putting a few tables there will compress the space.

There was a young man wearing glasses sitting there stacking blocks, and he was stacking them very high.

He saw Li Guoqiang and Chen Qingyuan walk in, just glanced at them, and then his attention returned to the building blocks. He was neither concerned about Li Guoqiang's mission nor asked who he brought with him.

There was a desk in the corner of the small hall, on which lay a middle-aged man in a shirt and dungarees, with a slightly chubby figure. His right index finger was hooked on a square portable wine jug, and his left hand was placed on the desk, resting his head. He was sleeping and snoring...

Li Guoqiang felt a little uncomfortable, but he suppressed his embarrassment and said, "In our line of work, the time of day and night is chaotic, and we can rest anywhere when we are tired. He drinks..."

Chen Qingyuan took over his words and said: "Wine can numb the nerves and make you forget your anxiety. It is the fastest means of transportation to everyone's ideal country..."

Li Guoqiang opened his mouth, thinking this was too philosophical. After a long while, he managed to say, "This is the head of our Miscellaneous Affairs Department, Huang Yaozu."

He quickly reached out and shook Huang Yaozu.

A strong smell of alcohol...

Huang Yaozu's cheeks were indented by his arms. He stretched lazily and said, "I saw the text message you sent. Can't you let me have a good sleep? Forget it, call the takeaway girl to cook some beef offal."

He felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and then he noticed that there was one more person in the chores department.

"You...who?"

Li Guoqiang said hurriedly: "Boss, this is a friend from the mainland. He is in the same industry as us and does the same thing. I met him by chance when I was dealing with the bus task... I invited him to exchange experiences with us."

Huang Yaozu is in his thirties and is slightly overweight.

He has met many people and can probably judge something from a person's temperament.

"Come with us?"

"It is."

"Really?"

"Because you guys are... a little shabby."

Huang Yao remained silent for a while before he looked at the man with glasses who was stacking blocks and said, "Pour this friend a glass of water. Guoqiang and I will go get some food."

He nodded to Chen Qingyuan: "Please sit down, we will be back soon."

Following Huang Yaozu's eye hint, Li Guoqiang and Huang Yaozu left their chores and walked outside the building, heading towards the restaurant.

When they were some distance away, Huang Yaozu said, "This man... is very sharp and seems to know a lot about us. My intuition tells me... he has killed many people."

Li Guoqiang stopped and said in surprise: "He looks very young, with fair skin and tender flesh. He doesn't look like a murderer."

Huang Yaozu subconsciously wanted to open the wine bottle and take a few sips, but found that the wine bottle fell into the Miscellaneous Affairs Department. He was a little disappointed and said, "Those who look loyal and honest are often ruthless. I remember that you were transferred here because you shot and killed a perverted murderer. Didn't that murderer look ferocious?"

Li Guoqiang recalls the pervert who killed the girl.

He was wearing a shirt and trousers, glasses, and spoke politely. He looked like a teacher.

He said, "What should we do? Should we call the police and arrest him?"

Huang Yaozu smiled and said, "It's just a judgment, but there is no evidence. Do we want others to prove their guilt? Let's take a look at the situation first. In fact, we are also serial killers. Think about how many people we have killed this month..."

They had walked to the restaurant.

Huang Yaozu ordered a serving of beef offal with ease, and a little girl happily packed up a full bag.

Li Guoqiang didn't know what his boss was trying to say, so he said helplessly, "Bring the people here, let's be alert. Can three people be killed by one person?"

Back to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department.

Huang Yaozu seemed extremely happy to see that the dull boy with glasses could actually chat with this young man.

He took out a plastic bowl, put some beef offal in it and handed it to Chen Qingyuan: "I don't even know your name yet?"

Chen Qingyuan was not polite either. He picked up the chopsticks and took two bites. He found the taste very strange. In addition to the smell of beef, there was also the smell of iron wire used to wash the pot...

"Chen Guilin."

He said.

"Chen Guilin? It's a good name. It sounds poetic."

Huang Yaozu took a sip from the wine jug on the table, poured himself a bowl of beef offal, and said, "The guy with glasses doesn't usually talk too much. You two seem to get along well. I wonder what interesting things you are talking about?"

Chen Qingyuan looked at the boy with glasses. The boy with glasses was standing and walking towards Huang Yaozu with a piece of printed paper. There were many pictures and words drawn on the paper. He said, "Boss, we have been looking for ghosts and killing ghosts for several years. Ghosts are likely to appear as long as people die... If we follow the current process, I am afraid we will be doing the same thing until we die."

Huang Yaozu said, "If we don't kill ghosts, how can we catch them?"

joke!

Ghosts that possess people are very dangerous and can be transferred with just a little physical contact.

It is not easy to lock up a ghost. It is not afraid of pain and can commit suicide at will.

After killing the body, it is no use shooting it. The ghost will be able to break out after being trapped in the corpse for a period of time, and will then continue to harm people. Therefore, shooting it immediately when it is discovered is the correct choice.

Huang Yaozu had this idea with his former colleagues.

but……

Two colleagues died because of this incident.

Chen Qingyuan saw the pain and doubt on Huang Yaozu's face. He understood Huang Yaozu's mentality and said, "Let me do this. You just need to clean up a room to use as a cell."

Huang Yaozu was silent for a moment, then said, "There is a theater that is facing demolition, but someone called the police to report that abnormal things are happening inside. We plan to take a look tomorrow night."

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "Are you inviting me?"

Huang Yaozu nodded: "Be careful."

Second night, New Territories, old theater.

This is an old theater that has been built for more than 40 years. Many parts have become old and corroded. The real estate company plans to demolish it for new planning, but every time the construction team comes in, problems always occur!

The worker had a stomachache and asked for sick leave.

The machine has malfunctioned.

power failure.

Furthermore, if something suddenly collapsed, people would be injured. In short, there would be no problem if the work did not start, but there would be trouble if the work started. Some workers said that they saw an old man in the theater scolding them, saying that they could not touch a hair in the theater.

The real estate manager really had no choice, and although it sounded ridiculous, he still had to call the police and ask them to help take a look.

The female manager was wearing a professional suit and had big wavy hair. From the moment the three of them entered the theater, she started talking non-stop to Li Guoqiang about things related to the theater.

Huang Yaozu walked straight into the depths of the theater. Chen Qingyuan, knowing the plot, followed him.

An old man in his fifties appeared out of nowhere.

He shouted at the top of his voice: "I have been in the theater all my life. This place is like my home. If you want to demolish the theater, you have to step over my dead body!"

Huang Yaozu's face froze slightly, but he smiled and said as if nothing had happened: "Uncle, we are not from the demolition team, don't be angry with us, but if you have any problems, tell us and we can work together to find a solution."

In Chen Qingyuan's eyes, Huang Yaozu was talking to a blurry figure...

Huang Yaozu has eyes that are similar to the Yin-Yang eyes. Chen Qingyuan took out Chu Renmei's corpse water and carefully poured out a drop to smear it on his eyelids.

A chilly feeling lingers on my eyelids.

Chen Qingyuan also saw this old man. He was not like the gray-skinned and dead-looking old man in horror movies. Instead, he had a ruddy complexion, just like a normal old man...

He pierced his index finger with a needle, and the man's blood gathered at the fingertips.

He secretly wrote a talisman on his palm, clenched his five fingers, and silently chanted the spell in his heart. He walked behind the old man and gave Huang Yaozu, who was chatting, a look...

Huang Yaozu shook his head slightly. He agreed to help Chen Qingyuan catch a ghost, but the old ghost in the theater was not a bad person. It was obvious that he just had feelings for the theater and was unwilling to leave. A ghost like this would disappear in three or two months.

The old man walked out while talking.

He suddenly saw Li Guoqiang and the real estate manager, his face instantly darkened, and his voice changed: "It's her, it's her who brought people to demolish my theater, don't even think about it!"

A cold atmosphere spreads!
The old man turned into a ball of gray smoke floating in the air and rushed towards the real estate manager!
Since Chen Qingyuan was here, how could he watch the movie replay? He turned sideways, lowered his head, pulled out the demon-subduing pestle, and threw it hard at the gray mist!

Whoosh!
The demon-subduing pestle passed through the smoke.

The old man fell to the ground with a sudden force, a hole appeared in his chest, and one could even see his back.

Fire flickered around the hole, as if it was burning, and it was expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was in great pain and frantically clawed at it with his hands, but he could not stop the hole from expanding. He could only look at Chen Qingyuan fiercely and curse viciously: "I want you to die, I want all of you to die miserably, go to hell..."

Huang Yaozu did not blame Chen Qingyuan.

He saw it clearly just now. The old man had already made up his mind to commit a vicious act. If he came into contact with the female real estate manager, she would be ruined.

For the living.

Chen Qingyuan's approach is correct...

Huang Yaozu suddenly realized, no, a ghost that hasn't possessed a person can also be hurt or even killed?
His eyes fell on the demon-subduing pestle, and he was filled with shock: "Brother Guilin, what is this thing of yours..."

(End of this chapter)