Chen Mo thought of what the old ghost said, but the time was not ripe. He hesitated with the phone for a long time and didn't call the old ghost. Now the plan seems to be mature.

Yes, this strategy has something to do with the old ghost.

But can he trust the old ghost now? A man knows his face but not his heart. Ma Liu's stabbing in the back is a living example. If the old ghost pretends to be true, he is in a hurry to die.

But this seems to be the only way to find out the real murderer behind the scenes.

"Mr. Mo, although this method may not work, you might as well try it. What do you think? "

"It's OK to try, but I'm a little worried."

"What are you worried about?"

Chen Mo naturally wouldn't say he couldn't trust the old ghost. He said, "I'm afraid it will involve you at that time."

The old ghost secretly praised the justice and said, "you saved our brother. What's it worth if we take some risks for you. That's it. I'll prepare it now. "

Watching the old ghost enter the room, Chen Mo smiles bitterly. He is most worried about you, old ghost Chen.

Their plan is very simple. They pretend that Chen Mo is subdued by an old ghost, and then contact Belle, the reward offering person, through the website. However, in order to deceive the ubiquitous person who doesn't know where he is, the play must be realistic.

As the evening approached, the old ghost prepared simple wine and dishes, and then sat with Chen Mo, Zhao Kuo, the third and four people.

Zhao Kuo and Lao San didn't know the content of the plan because they wanted to play realistically.

Wine is good wine, but the dishes are very simple. Ham sausage, peanuts, broad beans and a box of canned fish.

The light in the house is dim, the outer door is open, and the night wind mixed with the river water comes in bursts, which is very comfortable.

The old ghost poured four glasses of wine and said loudly, "we don't know each other. I'm lucky to be able to make friends with Mr. Mo today. Come on, let's have a toast! "

Chen Mo picked up his glass and said, "OK, let's clink glasses together!"

The wine glasses were touching each other, but Zhao Kuo was missing. He didn't even touch the wine glass. Originally, he was so angry that he immediately looked embarrassed.

The old ghost was a little embarrassed, and the third man's face was a little unnatural.

Chen Mo hurriedly rounded up the occasion and said, "my friend doesn't drink. I'll drink his cup for him." Then he went to carry Zhao Kuo's glass, but Zhao Kuo held it down and said, "I advise you not to drink either."

The old ghost said with a smile, "why? Afraid there's something wrong with my wine? Well, let's change. "

Zhao Kuo said with a cold face, "wine can be changed, but people's hearts can't be changed." As a special forces soldier, he has a keen sense of danger. At the same time, he is also a little confused, because according to his understanding of Chen Mo, Chen Mo is a cautious and suspicious person. Why should he stay and drink with the old ghosts? Is it too boring at home these days, or what they said just now?

But no matter what it is, he must remain vigilant. If he really catches the other party's way, the gain is not worth the loss.

The third said with a smile, "brother Kung Fu, you can't say that. My eldest brother said that now we are friends. Men don't drink and have no good friends. If you don't drink, you can sip. "

Zhao Kuo said with a cold face, "I don't want to make friends with you."

The old ghost looked at Chen Mo in embarrassment and said, "Mr. Mo, look at this..."

"He can't speak. I'll drink this cup for him." Chen Mo takes Zhao Kuo's glass.

The third hurriedly stood up and said, "there are a thousand cups of wine for a bosom friend. Don't speculate and drink a lot. In fact, I'm wrong about this. Do it first. Don't blame it. " With that, the old three lifted his neck and poured the wine down his stomach.

Chen Mo was stunned. The old three's persuasion really rhymed.

The third man filled a glass of wine and said, "one can't drink two, two can't drink three!"

Another drink.

"Old three, slow down and don't drink yet." Chen Mo stops the third glass of wine from the old third.

"Mr. Mo, have something to say."

"Let's drink for fun. You'll drink more in a while." Chen Mo speaks from his heart. He's not really worried about the third child's body, but that he'll get drunk and ruin his plan with Chen Laogui.

One cup of wine is two liang, two cups are four Liang. If you drink more than half a kilo, you can drink it without eating. It's a bad thing.

I didn't expect to persuade the old three more and more, saying, "I'd rather have a rotten hole in my stomach than a crack in my feelings. Is the feeling iron or not? Iron! Then I'm not afraid of stomach bleeding! "

Another bottoming out.

Chen Mo looks at the old ghost, but sees that he has no reaction. Is this what the old ghost says about the old three? Maybe drinking has something to do with thieves?

The third man did not change his face and his heart did not jump. He picked up Zhao Kuo's glass of wine and said to Zhao Kuo, "sky blue, sea blue, pour down one cup at a time. The sky is cloudless and the earth is dry. That cup just now can't count! "

After the fourth cup, the third finally sat down and said, "I've drunk your wine too. Now you can rest assured. Since you are a friend, you should be sincere."

Zhao Kuo was still unmoved. His posture seemed to say: even if you drink to death, it has nothing to do with yourself.

"Zhao Kuo, no, you can drink some." Chen Mo also advised.

"No."

The old ghost immediately rounded up the scene and said, "Mr. Mo also said that drinking is fun. Since he doesn't drink, let's not force it. Eating vegetables is a little easier, but it also means something. "

Chen Mo picked up his glass and clinked it with the old ghost. He said, "the old ghost is right. Since we are friends, we don't have to pay so much attention."

Maybe it was the effect of wine. The third man was a lot bolder. He looked at Zhao Kuo and poured himself another cup. Just about to stand up, he was pressed down by the old ghost. At the same time, he touched him under the table with his feet and said, "you drink less, you'll drink more."

The third man was surprised, and then glanced at the old ghost in surprise. The old ghost continued: "if you drink too much, it seems that I won't clean you up!"

"Don't worry, brother. My last glass of wine is for you and Mr. mo. Come on, Mr. Mo, I'll fill you up first. "

The third stood up and poured wine for Chen mo. because he was relatively short, half of his body was about to press on the table when pouring wine. Therefore, after pouring the wine, the third also sorted out the dishes on the table.

Except that Zhao Kuo only eats vegetables, the three people eat and drink. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, Chen Mo is a little worried. Why doesn't the old ghost start? Is it because Zhao Kuo doesn't drink that disrupts his plan?

Suddenly, Chen Mo feels dizzy and a double shadow appears. He looks up at the old ghost and sees two smiling faces of the old ghost.

Drugged! When did it happen?

Then, he saw the table overturned. Zhao Kuo grabbed the third, and then kicked the short and foolish goods to the ground.