Chapter 27

The delivery boy stood in place, across the counter, looking at Zhou Ze sitting behind.

"Don't be afraid, the store doesn't have a camera, and I don't have a recorder here." Zhou Ze stretched. "Of course, you must not believe what I said. Gee, it's up to you."

"I don't know what you mean." The takeout boy is very calm.

People who can do such things must be calm.

The police haven't specifically targeted the arsonist yet. That's his skill. Of course, it's a derogatory term here.

"I'm sure you set the fire." Zhou Ze let it go. He was just stating a fact, a fact that didn't need to be refuted at all.

"You're drunk." Take out brother said.

"Not drunk."

Zhou Ze smiled.

"With this, you said I set the fire? Are you better than the police?" The delivery boy's expression has begun to tense, but he is still restraining.

"Hiss... Of course I'm not as good as the police, but I'm not blind. As for me, I think you're an arsonist based on that. Sorry, it's really not.

I just confirm that you are an arsonist first, and then push back a proof to experience the feeling of a Conan. "

Zhou Ze stretched out his finger and pointed behind the takeout boy,

The delivery boy immediately turned his head. He thought there was a policeman standing there, but there was no one and no siren.

In this almost deserted shopping mall, it is late at night, and there is not even a passer-by.

"They all came in with you." Zhou Ze said.

"Who?" The delivery boy frowned.

"The six people who died in the cinema, they followed you in, and then I saw it, and it was' Oh ', the murderer was you, it was obvious.

Except for the one standing behind me who hates me wholeheartedly,

You can't say that the other six victims all recognize the wrong murderer? "

Zhou Ze slowly stood up and looked at the delivery boy in front of him.

"Play tricks!" The delivery boy almost began to roar. I don't know why, he felt his pressure was increasing, and cold sweat began to flow out of his face.

"Don't worry, they can't hurt you."

Zhou Ze came out from behind the counter with a plastic bag in his hand.

There are small boxes of rice and some pickles in the plastic bag.

In Zhou Ze's sight, there were six people sitting on plastic benches, both men and women, two of whom were elderly.

They all sat there in good order, reading books, very quiet and not noisy at all.

Zhou Ze put a bowl of rice in front of everyone. The rice was covered with pickles, and disposable chopsticks were inserted directly into the rice and stood up.

Then, Zhou Ze took out a bottle of Baijiu with a price of less than 10 yuan, poured the wine with a plastic cup in the water dispenser, and put a cup in front of one person.

"Brothers, it's not easy for me. This bookstore has been losing money. I can only use these to entertain you. Don't blame me for being stingy. You are dead, but I have to continue to live.

Anyway, your family will also offer sacrifices to you, which is not inferior to what I have here, right? "

Zhou Ze bent down and spoke as if he were greeting guests at ordinary times.

Well, there is a hole in the back of the head. Zhou Zeke is not kind enough to leave him a copy.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" The takeout boy couldn't hold back, "Oh, I really should record it for you, post it online, and let water friends see your virtue!"

"Dare you?" Zhou Ze turned sideways and said, "it's like you really dare. You've only been live for a few days, and you've fallen down five or five."

Yes, there are many reasons why the police can't find the arsonist now, but if the police have a key suspect to track down, it's difficult for the arsonist to hide.

"I'm leaving. There's something wrong with your brain."

The delivery boy has changed his previous amiable face. He can successfully transform his popularity into live broadcasting, and at the same time, he can earn huge income, not only because he is a "hero", but also because of his own marketing plan.

He is very grounded, and the original image setting is very good. On this basis, the live delivery of takeout is originally a very boring thing, but it can also make people enjoy it.

He knew that he was flustered and confused, so he wanted to leave and escape from the bookstore.

He regretted coming here today, very much.

Zhou Ze didn't stop him, but when the delivery boy reached out to open the door of the bookstore,

Zhou Ze took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, saying:

"Zero."

"Dong!"

There was no wall clock in the bookstore, but at this time, the delivery boy seemed to hear the bell ringing.

He pushed the door hard, but the door didn't move. He was angry and looked at the door lock. The door wasn't locked, and there was nothing to stop it, but the door just couldn't be opened.

The delivery boy began to kick the door like crazy, but the door remained motionless.

What he can't see is,

The six people who were sitting there reading,

They all stood up slowly,

The night of the first seven souls,

Grievances have their heads and debts have their owners,

They came here, following their enemies,

Now,

They all stared at their enemies,

A guy who obviously set fire to kill them, but became a hero.

"I told you not to save me!"

A low roar came from behind Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze happened to blow his fingernails at this time, and then suddenly turned around. The fingernails of his five fingers on his right hand were instantly long. The transparent black gave off a strange luster, and wisps of black gas surrounded his fingertips, bringing a frightening smell.

At the same time, there was black fog rolling in Zhou Ze's eyes.

"Hiss, hiss... Ah, ah, ah, ah!!!!!!!!!"

The black suit man who had just turned into a fierce ghost was directly grabbed by Zhou Ze's hand on his shoulder, and then the whole person began to tremble. The black gas at Zhou Ze's fingertips was like a sharp knife constantly piercing his body, and wisps of smoke rose from the position of the black suit man's celestial cover.

"I understand you, but you make me sick."

Zhou zeshen said,

"So, you'd better bye."

Zhou Ze's fingers worked again,

The man in black suit showed a pleading color while wailing. He hoped that Zhou Zefang would let himself go. He had turned into a fierce ghost. Once he "died" again, he would be terrified, and he even had no chance to enter hell.

But Zhou Ze didn't let go,

His eyes remained cold.

Wait until the black suit man's body completely melts and evaporates,

He took back his palm and saw a little ash in the palm of his hand.

"Hoo..."

Zhou Ze blew his palm and clapped his hands.

Turning around, Zhou Ze sighed.

I don't know if it's because I'm here that the pattern of bookstores has changed,

Or,

This is just a coincidence.

The six customers who came in and just read quietly are now beginning to emit black fog, which is a trend of revenge.

And the delivery boy kept hitting the wall with his fist and kicking with his feet.

Looking up, the sky spared who, it may be the picture in front of you.

The six victims, who were also panicked in the thick smoke and fire at the beginning, were at a loss, and finally failed to escape and died miserably.

"Everyone, give me a face, don't hurry to get tough."

Zhou Ze came into the crowd and raised his hand to the six people.

"Come on, relax and give me a smile?"

Zhou Ze wants to ease the atmosphere. Once he turns into a fierce ghost, he will not enter reincarnation. After revenge, after completely losing his obsession, he can only dissipate with the wind.

This is the most miserable ending.

Zhou Ze felt that it was not worth it, really not worth it.

Arsonists have killed you, separated from your relatives and families, your children have lost their father or mother, and your parents have lost their children,

There is no need to push himself into a more terrible abyss because of this murderer.

However, Zhou Ze's words didn't work at all,

The faces of these six people were still cold, and the black fog on their bodies was becoming stronger and stronger, and black lines began to appear on the corners of their eyes and lips.

It's about to become the image of the man in black who just rushed to him.

"Since you don't give me a smile, I'll give you a smile?"

Zhou Ze squeezed out an ugly smile.

finished,

Have done evil,

It can't be saved.

Zhou Ze knew that it was easy for him to beat these fierce ghosts to the core. For example, the teaser who had been around him for a week was finally slapped to death by himself when the CD was ready to enlarge.

But let yourself get rid of these ghosts. I really don't know how to do it. Moreover, Zhou Ze is a ghost himself, and it's not convenient to do this, just like letting Zhang Fei embroider.

"There is a way in the nether world, and the yellow spring can be crossed!"

A loud cry came from outside the room. Then, the door of the bookstore was pushed open, and Xu Langqing walked into it, holding a small porcelain bowl with rice grains and three fragrant sticks.

"Up!"

The fragrance of three sticks burns quickly,

At the same time, the rice grains in the bowl also changed from glittering white to black, and the black fog on the six people began to fade at this time. Finally, their faces began to change from cold and desolate at the beginning to auspicious and quiet.

All six of them sat down slowly in front of their bowls and chopsticks.

"Xu Qinglang!" Zhou Ze pointed to Xu Qinglang and shouted,

Very excited,

Really excited,

More excited than seeing Dr. Lin taking a bath,

Think about how difficult it was for me to eat this week,

Don't get excited!

As for Xu Qinglang's performance just now, Zhou Ze is not surprised. In fact, everyone just saw through before.

Xu Qinglang cleared his eyes on Zhou Ze. In an instant, all kinds of feelings, like azaleas blooming on the mountain,

But at the same time, I'm not happy:

"Are you here for the Spring Festival Midnight Party?"

"I don't want to." Zhou Ze briefly told Xu Qinglang about the matter.

Xu Qinglang nodded to indicate that he knew it and bowed to the six people:

"You guys, I'd better go back and see your relatives. They should also be waiting for you at home. I'll give you an account of what happened here."

Hearing the words, the six people silently walked through the glass and left.

Zhou Ze's eyes were on the bowl containing "black rice",

"How can this thing not affect me?"

Xu Qinglang twitched at the corners of his mouth and resisted the impulse to fight Zhou Ze for 300 rounds,

Hum:

"You are different."

He was also angry and had opinions on Zhou Ze, which was not balanced, but because of his appearance, temperament and voice, this sentence "you are different" was full of boudoir resentment.

Then,

Xu Qinglang looked at the delivery boy who had been stunned and curled up in the corner. "What should he do?"

With that, Xu Qinglang made a sweeping move.

Zhou Ze shook his head,

Avenue:

"Let's turn it over to the state."