Weird Regulator Chapter 344

"Sir, as you ordered, all the fireworks for our anniversary were set off in advance.

I took a huge risk, Shanming City can't stay any longer, you can see if your final payment is..."

Or the hidden alley outside Jiangbei Park Street.

The middle-aged man who had previously appeared behind Ji Li looked expectantly at the man who was changing clothes in front of him.

Ji Li took off her work clothes and pressed it with a slate, leaning on crutches in her hands and staring blankly at this face that had forgotten fear because of greed.

He didn't say anything but just put his hand into his arms. This move made the middle-aged man even more happy, and the fat on his face trembled a few times.

When Ji Li approached him before, he gave a bag of golden beans generously, and now he finally waited for the second half of the huge sum of money.

With this money, he can completely change to another city and live a life of worry-free food and clothing.

He had even thought in his mind that not long ago, he had been in and out of high-end places, surrounded by a few fair-skinned and beautiful young women.

It's a pity that his thoughts stopped there. The next moment, he twitched all over, foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground, passing out.

Ji Li didn't have the other half of the golden bean in his hand, but a pitch-black electric baton.

If middle-aged men are familiar with Ji Li, they should know one principle: don't make deals with Ji Li.

The sound of the electric shock was inconspicuous in the alley. Ji Li bent down and searched the man's body. He didn't find the gold beans that he had paid before, but took out the car keys.

Ji Li thought about it for a while, then put the car key back. He remembered that he couldn't drive.

He can't kill this person. According to the previous guess, killing may be one of the opportunities to attract ghosts.

So hesitating again and again, he chose to throw it in the trash can, and then he would do it again when he needed to go to hell.

After all this, Ji Li is already very tired, and his physical condition is still not good.

Although the hotel can treat his injuries after each mission, the psychological trauma cannot be repaired.

Ji Li let out a long sigh of relief, leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette case from his arms, and forcibly smoked a cigarette regardless of the pain on his face.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and called Yu Guo, who was in the hotel at the moment.

"What's the matter, Ji Li?"

Yu Guo's answer was quicker, and his tone was a little stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect Ji Li to call him at this time.

"Help me check two people.

One is called 'Wang Ruili', a dead person who used to work at Shanming University of Finance and Economics. I need her detailed identity information, including her resume.

The second person is called 'Gao Yan', and 'Gao' should be the 'Gao' of the surname, but I don't know which 'yan' is 'yan'.

You try to help me find them. These two people are very important to me.

If time permits, find the second person for me first. "

Ji Li rubbed his temples while holding a cigarette in one hand. The pain was always tormenting him, and it no longer invaded his mind all the time.

This makes him need to make more effort when thinking, and it is easier for him to enter a state of fatigue.

Yu Guo nodded and agreed, promising to give the answer tonight at the latest.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Li pressed the back of his head against the wall, the cold feeling made him a little more comfortable.

There are no bright stars in the sky tonight, only the dark clouds and the gradually increasing snow.

After a while, Ji Li left the alley, took a taxi, and drove into the distance.

Today's story is still not over. He still remembers Fang Shenyan saying that Tongguan and the others went to Shanming University of Finance and Economics.

On November 18, 2015, this was still the first day and night of the mission.

Tongguan, Yu Xing, and Yang Shouyi were quietly looking at the man in front of him who was so badly injured that he couldn't walk independently.

This is a small room of more than ten square meters, with four beds, and four men are sitting on the beds.

In the middle of them, and also in the middle of the room, there was a large table made up of two small tables.

There was a brand new card on it, and a plate.

In the center of the plate, stood a burning white candle.

The candlelight was the only light source in the dim room. It illuminated the entire room, resisted the darkness of the outside world, and also reflected the faces of the four men present with half yin and half yang.

This is the B-2 dormitory building of Shanming University of Finance and Economics, the female dormitory room 1012, the innermost part of the tenth floor.

It was also the bedroom where Mu Nianmei was fifteen years ago.

"So...you have seen a ghost and are familiar with its killing rules?"

Yu Xing sat in bed A1, next to the main door of the bedroom, and belonged to the bed on the left.

The bed under him was clean, snow-white, with a little pink cherry blossom decoration on it, and there was a poster of a domestic male star on the head of the bed.

Directly opposite him is the B1 bed. Xie Zheng, who escaped from death, leaned against the foot of the bed with a pale face, his left hand and right leg wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.

His lips trembled a little, and he turned his eyes to the candle that was clearly burning but not dripping wax.

"I, have a doubt.

When Ji Li was pulled back to the haunted house, the knife I saw was covered with red rust, as if it was a knife many years ago.

The furnishings and the thickness of the dust in the room, including the decoration in the corridor, are clearly the configuration of more than ten years ago.

But this haunted house is in the world of 2015..."

At this time, next to A2 where Yu Xing was on the bed, Tongguan raised his head and responded:

"But Xiaoqian and Gao Hongqian were pulled back to 2000 when they were attacked.

What is your guess? "

Xie Zheng was a little hesitant. He experienced ghosts killing people with his senses, but later he learned that Xiaoqianer was pulled back to 2000 years in another way.

This kind of situation that obviously represented two different techniques, or abilities, made him inevitably think more.

"Is there a possibility that there are two ghosts in this mission..."

Tongguan was silent.

He quietly looked at the candlelight that was not dazzling, and his heart was already turbulent.

After they came to Shanming University of Finance and Economics, they went to the library first, and after confirming that the task card was the library card, they went to look up the borrowing list.

But in fact, they didn't find the loan list from October 5th to November 18th, 2015~www.mtlnovel.com~ This list was taken away in advance...

With Tongguan's character, he would never pin all his hopes on Xiao Qianduye's actions.

So he, Yu Xing and Yang Shouyi were going to go to Mu Nianmei's dormitory to have a look.

Just in time for this time, Xie Zheng, who was seriously injured, was returning. The group of four gathered and headed to 1012 together.

However, it was precisely because of this move that the four of them were trapped in this women's bedroom.

Countless methods are not enough to open it, this room seems to be only able to enter but not exit.

There was no one here, and there was no noise outside the corridor. It seemed that there were only 1012 and the four living people left in the whole building.

In the empty bedroom, half an hour ago, there was an extra plate, and a burning candle stood on the plate.

What this means, no one can understand.

Under Tongguan's cautious personality, no one would take the initiative to touch him, so he could only exchange information first.

So, Xie Zheng's remarks made Tongguan open up a new way of thinking.

"Two teams, two cards, two missions, two murders with similar heights, two ghosts..."

At this point, not only Tongguan, but even everyone present here realizes that everything in this mission seems to have a double share.

Or even, time and space.

After a while, Tongguan spoke in a low voice, as if he was muttering to himself, but he could be heard by everyone.

"Then, if there are really two ghosts...

Are we dealing with a ghost known to kill by the senses, or another mysterious and apparently more powerful ghost? "

Chapter end

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